Frozen Milk couldn't watch anymore. This whole thread and all of these comments tearing him apart and speculating his whereabouts was insane!
This was too much for his now delicate heart. How in the world was he able to endure and even enjoyed this blackened hatred that literally took form and punched him in his face? This was nothing but torture!
Yet the system forced him to continue watching until an eye-stinging and familiar username appeared.
Mr. ambassador- 7.45pm
I can confirm the news about him, and the horse is not true. Frozen Milk isn't that much of a low life. I've enjoyed various private talks with him and can say with confidence he got scared by me and my superior writing abilities. Frozen Milk pales in comparison and thought he couldn't keep his throne anymore.
FUCK! Frozen Milk grabbed the windows yet every time he tried his hands just went through it. He wished he could reach through this damn screen and murder that damned ambassador .
Private conversations? You mean just me destroying you pathetic excuse of an author?
Superiors writing abilities? You mean you lowly disgrace who can only publish 1-2000 cheap words and they were all just bad, bad, bad are better than this God here? Really? You really think so?
Got scared? Me? Of you? Last time I checked, while I was still reigning and dominating the rankings like a billionaire mafia boss smashing his lackeys to hell, you fucktard were on the lowest of the low!
Can't keep my throne anymore? Bastard! That's only because I fucking transmigrated! You wanna come and try to transmigrate here? Huh? Let's see if you can still keep your throne, you illegitimate wannabe prince!
Frozen Milk was so angry, he could explode. His blood reached a boiling point and wanted to be splattered all over Mr. Ambassador.
Mr. Ambassador, a fellow author like Frozen Milk. He was fairly popular known for his mediocre romance novels. He would also try to pick fights with Frozen Milk on a daily basis.
At first, Frozen Milk didn't care for a lowly small author like him but Mr. Ambassador started calling him out more and more and commented on every chapter of his, and in every thread about Frozen Milk you could bet that fucking Mr. Ambassador was there.
Frozen Milk really wondered if he wasn't just a secret admirer of his but then one day, just for one day, heaven knew how but Mr. Ambassadors cheesy novel 'I belong to you honey' surpassed his great/trashy transmigration novel as the top 1.
It was the first time in the five years Frozen Milk was an author that this disgrace of a fucked up miracle happened and so from that day on Frozen Milk called Mr. Ambassador his rival.
And this rival wreaked havoc upon Frozen Milk's reputation. Him banging a horse? Fine! Fine! No problem! Frozen Milk didn't mind!
Him giving way to a petty author like Mr. Ambassador?
No. fucking. way!
Frozen Milk could never allow this, even if he was buried 6ft under heavy cement, he would crawl his way out to haunt Mr. Ambassador and give him a horror story to convert him to a horror author before he'd pull him with him to hell.
Frozen Milk gnashed his teeth as he read the flood of the following comments.
Yellowlila-7.46pm
OMG! IT'S MR.AMBASSADOR! I'm such a big fan! I love you so much! So so much!
Frozen Milk never got comments like this and he could imagine that bastard was smiling and basking in all his glory, hoping Frozen Milk could see how superior he was. And yet to Frozen Milk's misfortune, he did.
Selons34- 7.38pm
Wow! Are you guys acc friends?
NO!
Mr.Ambassador7.49pm
Yes, Frozen Milk entrusted me with all these worse to pass onto you.
rosewater- 7.50pm
What happened to Frozen Milk? Why can't he answer himself?
Frozen Milk had enough of the praises that showered Mr. Ambassador and of the assumptions made about him.
"Fine," Frozen Milk told his system, "You won! I'll start writing again and post the hell out of these forums. Let me access my account."
"Very well, host," system did so.
Frozen Milk wanted to immediately put everyone into place when he stopped. A brilliant idea crept into his small brain again. And everytime this happened, nothing good would come out of it. Nothing good.
"Host?" system had the same feeling. Something was wrong.
"System, do me a favour."
"?"
"Make that bastard transmigrate into this story so I can beat the crap out of him."
System was dumbfounded, "He's still alive."
"Then do something about it!"
"Is host ready to become a murderer?"
Frozen Milk thought for a while, "Fair enough. I'll wait until he perishes naturally but then promise me, he'll get transmigrated here."
There was no way Frozen Milk would let such an insult go down. He would have to beat Mr. Ambassador up himself! Even if it was the last thing he did!
"Host knows that the authors have to-"
"You can take care of that."
System sighed, "If host wants to."
System wondered why it even agreed to do so but then again, this only added more spicy fun to his pitiful host. Suddenly, system anticipated this whole ordeal very much. Maybe it could really use a hand to speed things up. Hehe.
Frozen Milk didn't know what doom he put over his head himself and just almost entirely forgot this matter again.
And with that Frozen Milk's adventure and story came to an end yet will go on forever.
In the end, who would be the one to stay by Frozen Milk's side forever to enjoy his unconditional and sole love for them?
This matter was far from being resolved especially when a pathetic author named Mr. Ambassador was not long after transmigrated and joined the happy harem. And at around the same time, Bro, that converted monk with a subtle sadist side still in him would also come back for Frozen Milk.
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Well there's that.
Good luck, Frozen Milk.