Noah stood tall, the fire of frustration flickering in his eyes.
"Fine then," he muttered, his voice gaining strength with each word.
"I'll kill them. I'll kill every single one of the main characters, and that way the story will be forced to move forward without them."
There was a brief pause after his declaration.
Then Livia, standing a few feet away, suddenly burst into laughter.
It wasn't just a small chuckle or a sly giggle—it was an uncontrollable, uproarious laugh that had her clutching her stomach.
"Y-You?" she managed to say through gasps.
"Killing all the main characters? Oh, Noah, you're killing *me*!"
Noah huffed, crossing his arms.
He was serious, dead serious. And yet, here was Livia, acting like he had just told the funniest joke in the world.
Still giggling, she walked over and, to his surprise, ruffled his hair.
"Oh, Noah. You're too much," she said, rubbing his scalp like he was a little kid.
