1 Became The Doomed Villain

Sean Rivers, renowned author of the best-selling urban fantasy novel, "The Arcane Chronicles," sat at his desk, a sense of accomplishment radiating through his veins. He was about to upload the final chapter of his masterpiece, "Fate's Reckoning," which marked the end of an incredible journey he had shared with his readers.

With a click of a button, Sean published the last installment of the series, feeling a mix of satisfaction and bittersweet emotions. He took a deep breath and began typing a heartfelt message to his dedicated fans, expressing his gratitude for their support throughout the years.

"Dear readers,

I can't find the words to express my gratitude for each and every one of you who embarked on this journey with me. Your enthusiasm and encouragement have fueled my imagination and pushed me to create the best possible ending for our beloved characters. It has been an honor to have your companionship in this world of magic, danger, and adventure.

I have read most of all the comments, messages, and reviews, and I want you all to know that your words have touched me deeply. Thank you for staying by my side until the very end. I hope you find the conclusion of 'Fate's Reckoning' satisfying, and may it leave a lasting impression on your hearts.

With utmost appreciation, Sean Rivers"

As the comments began pouring in, Sean couldn't help but smile at the overwhelming positive response from his fans. He replied to several comments, among the sea of messages, one comment caught his eye. It was from a reader named LilyRaven, who had been a vocal supporter throughout his writing journey. "Thank you, Sean, for bringing us on this incredible adventure! I can't wait to read the final chapter and see how it all ends!"

Sean's fingers danced across the keyboard as he replied, "Thank you, LilyRaven! Your support has meant the world to me. I hope the ending lives up to your expectations. Enjoy the final chapter! expressing his joy and answering questions about the series. Eventually, exhaustion caught up with Sean, and he reluctantly bid his fans goodnight. He closed his laptop and crawled into bed, a contented smile on his lips. He was finally able to bring his book to a close, and now he could rest.

Sean settled into bed, content and eager to dream of new stories and future writing endeavors. Unbeknownst to him, a twist of fate was about to turn his life into a tale far more extraordinary than any he had ever written.

As the clock struck midnight, casting a soft glow across the room, Sean's body began to shimmer with a bright light. He suddenly awoke, disoriented, finding himself somewhere else, not his bedroom certainly.

"What... what's happening?" he whispered to himself, panic coursing through his veins. As the glowing subsided, he looked around and found himself lying in a fancy bedroom, surrounded by amazing furniture and complex artwork. The room gave off a sense of royalty, from the complexly carved furniture to the shimmering chandeliers that hung above. Confusion knotted his brow as he slowly sat up, taking in his surroundings.

"Where am I?" he murmured, his voice laced with disbelief. "What happened to my body?"

His gaze fell upon his hands, only to find that they were no longer his own. They were larger, more muscular, and had complex tattoos that snaked up his forearms.

"What in the world?" Sean exclaimed, his heart pounding in his chest. He flexed his fingers, suprised at the strength they possessed.

He swung his legs over the edge of the king sized bed and stood, feeling the weight and presence of the new body he inhabited. It was far more amazing when compared to his former self, an important reminder that something extraordinary had occurred.

"This physique... it's so stacked," Sean muttered, a mix of awe and disbelief in his words. "Wait, these tattoos..."

Driven by curiosity and an overwhelming sense of urgency, he embarked on a search for a mirror, hoping that his reflection would allow him pice together what the hell was going on. Finally finding one besides the massive closest that was in the room.

"Wait.. that black styled hair, those devilish sharp green eyes, that body frame, this set of metching snake tattoos on my chest from my arms..." He paused momentarily, the pices were slowly falling into place, finally he concluded, "Isn't that Richard Blackthorn? From my novel the 'The Arcane Chronicles'?"

Sean stood before the mirror, his mind racing with the implausible reality he now faced. He had been reborn into the world of his own novel, trapped within the body of the doomed villain, Richard Blackthorn.

"Wait a sec," Sean murmured to himself, his voice laced with both awe and fear. "I've turned into the actual villain? The same one I wrote that brought about the ruin of the world... The global apocalypse event?"

"Did my own novel just swallow me whole? Was I reborn somehow? Am I doomed to suffer the same fate as the character I wrote?"

Inwardly, Sean mused as he slowly walked backward and sat on the massive bed in the room, his eyes shaking with confusion. "This has to be a dream of some sort. Yes, a dream. So, I'll just pinch myself, and I'm sure I'll wake up." Sean then proceeded to use his left hand to pinch his face because he wasn't used to the strength in this new body. He pinched a little too hard. "Owww, that hurt like hell.... Damm it, seems I'm not dreaming after all," he slowly dropped back his hand, turning his head to look back at his reflection that was in the mirror.

He then added, "But if this is not a dream, what is this? Some sort of actual transmigration like the ones in manga and anime, and I've become the villain, the guy destined to bring destruction and ruin to the world..." He slowly raised his left hand, gesturing inquisitively. He mumbled further, "And most of all, I'm gonna get chopped down by the protagonist at the end of this novel of mine."

Sean then let out a sigh and mumbled, "Calm down, Sean. You're a realist. Although I don't understand how or why I've become the villain, panicking about how things are going to end is not going to solve anything. I'll have to plan how I want things to play out. I am the author of this novel, whether in or out of it, so I will be the one who determines my fate." His green eyes seemed to glow slightly.