*typing keyboard sounds*
*sighing*
*gulp....gulp*
"Hah...Last chapter.....last chapter and i can finally rest...."
I thought to myself as i was typing the last chapter, sipping on my can of Red Bull.
"Artist love" was the title of the last web novel i was going to write. I've been writing for 5 years ever since I dropped out of college when i was 20 years old.
I was supposed to be an architect but i dropped out once i discovered writing and fell in love with it.
I've written 2 books and this one is going to be my 3rd and final book, the best book i wrote before i retired as a writer.
The first book was called "Systems interest", and it was the worst isekai system fantasy web novel i've ever written in my entire life..
The characters were arrogant and cliche, everyone was unlikeable and the character with the most common sense died a few scenes after their appearance. The plot was absolutely terrible and yet i managed to write 10,865 chapters about it even though I only got hate comments about the whole novel.
The hate comments mainly blamed the lack of quality on my gender since "women cant write".
My second novel, "Blatant Lies", was in a more modern setting, it was a drama and romance novel with a lot of tropes regarding cheating and lying, hence the title.
I didnt enjoy writing it that much but since the quality of my writing improved i kept writing about the story, it was odd to now be known for making long novels of over 10k chapters since my 2nd novel had 12,523 chapters in total, but it gave me a name in the community so i didnt mind the nickname that much.
Finally, my 3rd and final novel is soon going to be finished. I've only gotten 1 hate comment during the entire novel and it was mainly making fun of me for my first novel..it was a system medieval novel with an artist as the protagonist as i wanted to make something original for once, which many people enjoyed.
*gulp..gulp*
"Ugh...the final sentence...then i can finally retire in peace...it was nice being famous online and all but im tired..".
After typing a bit more, i finally finished the last chapter and posted it.
Not wanting to see the comments and peoples thoughts about the 20,336th chapter, i decided to go outside and get a quick cup of coffee outside, its been a while since I last went out since i was so busy focusing on the plot twists i could do.
As i dressed up and finally made myself look and smell presentable, i took a step outside and breath in the fresh air, I never realized how peaceful the world looked.
I walked around a bit with a bit of cash, just enough to buy a cup of coffee from my favorite cafe, i silently looked around myself to observe the people talking to each other, having fun, laughing.
The high-school students were just laughing with each other, oh how i miss those times even though I hated my entire class...Yeah thinking about it i did not have a good time over there.
I finally arrived to the cafe and ordered a medium coffee with extra sugar and a few wafers to-go, i deserved to treat myself for today since i can finally retire from writing.
5 minutes later, I got my coffee and wafers in a small bag and walked out, deciding to walk around the street for a bit to breath in the fresh air.
I was calmly crossing the street when i noticed a car driving towards me.
I couldnt do a thing as i suddenly felt the car hit me at full speed and an immense amount of pain all over my body.
I wanted to scream in pain but before i could do a single thing, i blacked out and felt my heart stop beating.
"..."
"Is this how i die? Right after publishing the last chapter of my novel? Really?"
Those were the last thoughts i had before blacking out
...
Ring...Ring...
An Alarm clock...I don't have an alarm clock at home-
Wait- Wait why am i hearing an alarm clock after i die?
"What the hell??"
I suddenly heard my voice groan in annoyance as I opened my eyes, feeling my leg shake in anxiety, a familiar feeling i was used to having-
Wait why can i feel my heart beat? Why am i still alive??
How??
"How...am....I alive?"
My voice was shaking, i could feel my chest get heavy as i was breathing harder and i felt like I was hyperventilating.
I looked around when i suddenly noticed a mirror facing me.
"I'm....this.....This body isnt mine..."
"...and why do i have different colored unatural eyes?"
Anxiety suddenly left as it was replaced by confusion.
My leg was still shaking as it was an odd habit of mine to shake my leg..I got this habit while writing as i was always anxious about what the readers might think of the chapter.
As i looked closer at the mirror in front of me, I noticed how beautiful i looked.
I had long wavy dark brown hair with bangs that looked perfect on me. I had 2 different colored eyes, my left eye was
bright neon red while my right eye was neon cyan blue. It looked like they could shine softly in the darkness, i also had pale skin almost like I havent seen the sun for a few days.
I was wearing a white oversized shirt and dark blue sweat pants.
I looked to be skinny..Yet still looked healthier than i was in my past life, surprisingly.
Wait why am I in someone else's body? This feels odd...
As i looked around my room, I suddenly noticed a school card with a picture of this persons face on it, and decided to look closer at it.
"Sora Charaki....Huh...My first name is supposed to be Soraya and Sora was my online nickname...But what the fuck is Charaki? Kind of sounds like my last name in my past life, i guess it could be called my past life since i did die..."
I muttered under my breath before noticing what school the card was part of.
"Kanita High- wait Kanita??"
"W-wasnt that the school my first novel was based on?? The novel with the most hate comments a novel could possibly have??"
I noticed that the school "Systems interest" story was based on...was written on the student card in front of me.
"No...no no no no no no no no...."
Theres no way i'm in the one novel that everyone hated, as in, i never got a single positive comment about that 1st novel.
As i kept remembering everything about the plot of "Systems interest" i realized just how bad of a situation i am in right now
Im in the worst novel i have ever written in my entire life, in the body of a character that i never wrote about at all in any novels I made, and im going to be forced to be somewhat close with the protagonists, either in a positive way or a negative one.
To be honest...i'm am absolutely fucked.
I can barely remember the plot except for the world building and each sword art grade..and the power scales- yeah this is going to be a pain in the ass.
Anyways, its not like i'm trying to help the protagonists, in the novel I wrote, they barely got any character development as they were already powerful from the first chapter.
As i looked around my surroundings a bit more, I noticed that i seemed to be in some sort of dorm.
It looked a bit too plain for my taste, there were barely any decorations or accessories, how boring.
I tried to stand up, when i suddenly felt extremely nauseous.
Yeah..Right, im not in my own body, forgot about that for a second.
I leaned against the wall for support so i could atleast get somewhat used to my new body when i suddenly heard an annoying voice coming from my shoulder.
"HEY! WHO ARE YOU?? PUT ME BACK IN MY BODY YOU BITCH!"
"Ugh...Hey...Can you shut up a bit?"
Although i was shocked that a mini semi-transparent version of this body i'm possessing right now is sitting on my left shoulder, i immediately got annoyed by their loud high pitched voice.
Oh yeah, forgot I made like 90% of the characters in my first novel annoying, loud, rude and uselessly overpowered. Guess she isn't an exception.
"HMPH! HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME, SORA CHARAKI, LIKE THAT! I'LL LET YOU KNOW I'M THE DAUGHTER OF A KNOWN MILLIONAIRE!"
"God damn it....Can't you shut up or atleasr quiet down a bit? I still didnt get used to being in a completely new body yet-"
"Geez, didnt know a teenager can be this loud."
I suddenly heard another voice, this time it almost sounded like....my old voice from my past life.
I turned my face slightly and saw a mini version of how I looked like in my past life, sitting on my right shoulder.
She had short black hair and deep green eyes that reminded me of emeralds, she was wearing a beige hoodie with cropped sleeve, and black cargo pants with black and white shoes.
She wore the exact outfit i often wore during my time at college...which means she probably didnt even know that i was a writer at all.
"W....Whats your name?"
I asked nervously, though i didnt show it, i was silently stressing out as I now had a mini version of past me and one of the original soul for this body sitting on each of my shoulder.
I was obviously anxious, who wouldnt?
"Soraya, thats my name! Whats yours?"
A soft yet kind voice left her mouth as she spoke, it was really an old version of me.
"I'm....uh...Just call me...uh.."
I was nervous, i havent spoke to anyone the 5 years ive wasted writing, i forgot how to even hold a conversation correctly.
I felt so uncomfortable saying either "Sora" or "Soraya", "Sora" felt more familiar than "Soraya" except that if i used the first option, the teenager sitting on my shoulder is probably going to yell and give me a non stop headache.
Rather, if I chose the second option, i would annoy the past version of me since I always hated sharing the same first name as someone else, it just felt weird hearing call my name but when i turn around, i realize that they meant to call someone else and not me.
I decided to just use the first letter of my name with them, it would atleast make both of them somewhat happy anyways.
"I'm....uh....S...Just call me S"
As i expected, both of them looked confused on why i chose a singular letter but they couldnt complain that much.
"Thats a pretty weird name but whatever..."
"Uhh, if you dont want to share your actual name its fine!! We can be patient!"
Wow. Both of them had a completely different reaction from the other.
Sora was, as expected of a teenager from my novel, a bit judgemental but atleast she didnt say anything else.
Soraya, on the other hand, could easily tell I wasnt actually revealing my name buy decided not to press further and instead stayed patient.
Sigh
I was not going to rest peacefully huh?