The Author's POV

Splash—! Splash—!

Splashing water onto my face I stared at my haggard figure in the mirror. Glaring dark circles bagged beneath my eyes as my mind felt numb.

Glink—!

Turning off the tap, I turned around.

My eyes paused on a certain book in the middle of the table.

My heart remained calm as I stared at the book...or rather, my head was too numb to process what was happening around me. Nothing excited nor stimulated my emotions.

Closing my eyes, I sat down on my bed and leaned forward.

"...Just what happened?"

Ever since waking up, I've been trying to make heads or tails of what had just occurred to me.

My head really hurt.

'For starters, the world I was in not too long ago was definitely not my own world...or did that world even exist in the first place?'

From the fact that I had no recollection of my parent's faces, my own name, and the fact that the prestigious university I wanted to go to was called 'Unversity A,' a name which itself seemed far too generic to make sense.

Putting everything together everything that I previously thought that I knew no longer started to make sense inside of my head.

"Aghhh."

'My head hurts.'

Grasping my head with my hands I ruffled my hair into a mess.

Everything was a mess. A mess I couldn't quite figure the answer to.

"There's also him..."

The previous Ren.

Just thinking about him spread uneasiness throughout my whole body.

There was definitely something odd about that guy. How did he know about the fact that the world was a novel? I never gave him the password of my laptop so it shouldn't have been possible for him to figure out that the world I was in was that of a novel I wrote.

Furthermore, how did he know to ask the right questions?

Like what my name was, whether I recalled my parent's faces and the name of the university I wanted to go to.

The order of the questions didn't really make sense...it was as though he already knew about my answers beforehand.

"Haaa..."

I suddenly stood up.

My head throbbed even more fiercely.

Pacing around the room, I started to think back to my first interaction with the previous Ren in search of an answer.

This wasn't hard, I had only interacted with him once throughout my whole life so I could still vividly remember what had happened.

It was the time he was showing me his past experiences with Matthew and what was going on with his parents...my parents.

I remember that time clearly.

I could see just how sad he was.

Was that a facade or was that really him? At this point, I no longer knew.

"Ugh."

I groaned.

Massaging my head, I thought even further.

'Ever since meeting him, did something strange ever happen to me?'

My brows knit tightly.

Placing my hand on my chin, I fell into deep thought.

"Something strange happening after meeting him..."

My brows which were knit together suddenly jumped up in shock.

"Wait...hold on..."

incidents that had occurred right after meeting the

My head snapped upwards.

'There was one...'

fidgeted

thought process...it definitely changed after

me before, but, didn't

myself, right after meeting the previous Ren, I started to get this weird idea that everything around me was a

that

prior to meeting the previous

thoughts about treating everyone as a chess piece and having

never felt it. I never felt the change...but now that I was looking back at them, from this new perspective, it really did seem

ideologies inside of me. Ideologies that I had

theory suddenly

My breathing evened out.

"....It can't be, right?"

to believe that. I shook my head repeatedly. It couldn't be. Yeah, there's no way something like

My toes curled inwardly.

TRIIIING—! TRIIIING—!

my thoughts.

you ready? Should I come

"Haaa...haaa...."

me. Taking

[Yeah, that would do.]

the message, I shut off the

"huuuu..."

took my jacket and put on my face

needed some fresh air to sort out

thoughts were eating away

Ci Clank—!

the door behind me, I walked

***

Ding—!

The first thing he saw as soon as he opened

[Synchronization complete]

Synchronisation : 34%

"Haaa..."

with his hand, he supported his body with his

world did I just

he saw

the vision, and it was because he remembered that at the moment he couldn't quite grasp what was

Kevin was able to calm

was me wasn't

had to be. The fact that he was desperately searching for Emma, and that the name of the black figure was 'Kevin',

he saw, was not something he had ever

a

Kevin stared at the white ceiling of the

at the vision made his body

future, what

he thought about it, the more certain he was about his analysis. Whatever he

"...Fuck."

Kevin's fists clenched tightly.

dying

"Haaa..haaa...who was that man?"

were obscured and so was his voice, but from what he saw, the figure was the one that killed

already gave him an idea of what had

Kevin was sure.

more tightly as anger rose within his

'...He needs to die.'

with hatred as he recalled that scene. But there was only one problem, Kevin did not know who the

felt slightly

met him before, yet, at the same time, he didn't. There was this chilly air surrounding the man

have been Ren?

head, trying to discard such thoughts from

the two figures bore slight resemblances, Kevin knew Ren. He

"It couldn't be, right?"

trying to deny what he

creep into his

"Haaa...What do I do."

his face with both hands. He really did not know what to believe in at the

***

my footsteps stopped in front of

the 'dream' it was early in the morning. I

mind off of things, but having walked a couple of steps out of my residence, I subconsciously made my

"This is good too..."

needed at the moment was to clear