Faerie was just silently digesting what nonsense was being said suspicious black ball that are now circling her.
"Are you crazy?" Faerie asked, annoyed.
"What?!" The mysterious voice was angry.
"Ah, no. I'm the crazy one. Choose to trust and ask you, hahaha! The effect of reading that shitty novel was very bad for my psychological health!"
Faerie rubbed her chest, trying to calm her heartbeat which had been beating very fast when she heard the sentence that the black ball was talking about seriously.
"Hey! You lowly human! How dare you to act like that to me!" shouted the black ball, but Faerie simply ignored him.
"Didn't you say you were going to say what 'shitty novel' means?!"
"Hey!"
"How dare you ignore me?!"
"I said don't ignore me!"
Again, Faerie ignored the yells of the black ball as if it were just a passing wind.
"I have to wake up soon from this nonsense dream."
"Aw!" Faerie pinched her cheek but did not feel any other effects that arise other than feeling pain on her cheeks reddened because of the pinch marks.
"Wait... I'll be in a dream. So... There's no way I can feel pain...."
"..."
The atmosphere in such a pitch-black place became even tenser as it suddenly became silent.
"..."
"Already understood?" The mysterious voice broke the silence.
The unfamiliar tone of the voice coming from the mysterious black ball sounded relaxed. Make Faerie sure that what is happening today is not a mere dream anymore.
"What the... happened... to me?"
"Just like I said! In the real world, you died from a mysterious explosion!"
Faerie shouted in disbelief. "I died not from that damn heart disease? But because of an explosion?!"
Faerie stared at the black ball, which did not answer her question, but instead circled back and forth around her.
"Haaaaa... So, I'm dead? This is in the afterlife? No wonder my surroundings are such pitch-black...." said Faerie with a grim expression.
"!!" The black ball was surprised to see the reaction of the human he was carrying had accepted her death so quickly as if it were natural.
However, he couldn't help but smile even if it was just a glance.
"Right and wrong!" The black ball sounded happy for a reason.
"You are indeed dead. But this is not the world after death."
Faerie tilted her head. "Then, where am I?"
"In my dimensional world. I need a nice, quiet place to talk to you."
Faerie did not understand the terms 'dimensional world' or whatever it was frowned upon.
"Why do you take a dead human to what-is-that-name? Not into the afterlife? Do you have business with me?"
"Right. Very important business."
"What is it?"
"Contract agreement."
"Uh, excuse me? Contract agreement?" Faerie blinked her eyes in incomprehension while listening to the explanation of the black ball that suddenly led to the contracts.
'Why does this strange black ball sound like a debt collector collecting debts?'
"I have come to deal with further contract agreements with you."
"With me? But I've never made a contract with anyone in my life, have I?" Faerie asked back in bewilderment.
She felt very confident because her life had always been on the right path, never deviating at all.
The black ball stopped spinning.
"Your comment."
"Huh? My comment?"
"Yes." The mysterious voice again answered briefly, as if deliberately giving Faerie time to think further.
Faerie blinked her eyes not understanding what the strange and suspicious black ball was saying.
"I never typed any comments relating to the contract... Ah, no way...." Faerie was silent for a moment for not continuing her words.
It was because her mind was suddenly reminded of something she shouldn't have forgotten.
A few hours ago...
"What?! Death ending?? How is it that the main male character is destined to become a tyrant, then the another King of a small country comes to attack to cut off the tyrant's neck to end his cruelty that is called the ending of a romantic novel?"
Feeling annoyed by the very bad ending, Faerie typed one or two comments full of curses in the comments column of the story that had been over for years.
Once again, Faerie stared at the website from top to bottom, then her eyes stopped right in the comment column of the novel
[Very bad storyline. Did the writer not pass the lessons of language and history? Don't write a novel if you don't understand!]
[Don't read this stupid book. You're just wasting your precious time, like me! Shit!]
Those two comments are her.
A satisfied smile was engraved on the Faerie's lips. According to Faerie, her comments will never be read so she doesn't feel guilty when she writes such malicious comments.
She felt more victimized because she had sacrificed her precious sleep just to finish the novel.
"AH! THAT SUCKS! WHAT KIND OF MAIN CHARACTER DIES LIKE THAT?"
Thinking about it again made her feelings of annoyance appear again.
Faerie felt the two 'not-so-evil' comments were still lacking to make her annoyance disappear completely.
Again, Faerie glanced at the comments column. I don't know why her fingers are itching. She wanted to go back to typing something. Something fun.
The thought of Faerie being fully convinced that there will be no visitors to this website other than herself for 50 years, makes Faerie begin to gather the courage to move her fingers long and tapering it to re-write something in the comments column.
With that confidence and courage, Faerie decided to once again type a comment full of jokes that made absolutely no sense.
[The worst ending in the world. If you, readers, agree with my opinions, gimme a million likes!! Maybe there's a miracle for me to be transmigrated into this novel so I can change this shitty ending to becoming the best ending all of the time!]
Before pressing the enter key on the keyboard, Faerie decided to double-check the state of the website.
The result makes Faerie even more confident. From the outdated website, it just looks like it has never been visited by readers again. Perhaps, she was the last person to visit this active but abandoned website.
So according to Faerie, her joke-filled comments will never be read. Therefore, Faerie without hesitation to press the enter key.
"Hehe! Sometimes I want to make a silly comment like this. It turned out fun!"
It felt like she became very relieved after successfully removing all the elements that had stuck in her heart, even though the thing she had typed was full of nonsense.
Faerie didn't think about any consequences after typing that absurd comment.
She just felt herself be very relieved once. The burden that filled her shoulders immediately felt like it came off instantly. As a result, Faerie behaved as if it had never been upset a few minutes ago.
All Faerie thought after typing the comment was just to go to bed as soon as possible. Faerie should not be awake longer than this time.
In addition to being unwell, it was because tomorrow, no, it was today that she had to go to the doctor for regular check-ups at regular intervals and after that go to attend her student's celebration party.
Faerie yawned involuntarily. "It's time to go to bed instead of getting angry," muttered Faerie as she stood up and walked towards her bed.
She even ignored her computer screen, which was still burning brightly, because she was so annoyed by the romantic novel, no, the shity novel she read earlier.
After changing into a comfortable lying position, Faerie puts on a blindfold and raises the blanket to the top of her chest.
Without a second, Faerie fell asleep very soundly.
Back to the present...
Now Faerie Valentine Rose, who is already 25 years old, regrets her joke-filled comments.
"Well, that's not a contract. But just a silly comment, hehe," said Faerie with a stiff laugh.
"Well, is that so? It's a shame because your silly comment has cost your life so easily."