1 Chapter One

Chapter one:

[4 years later...]

In a dark, desolate room a girl roughly pulled her covers over her head. Her fists clenched tightly together as tears flowed down her face.

  'Why.. why... why!' Kept echoing in her head without ending. She clearly just read that the book would have a happy ending. But what happened! Nothing was more tragic than the chapter she recently read!

   When she thought of the tragic end of her favorite character her eyes started to glow with malice. 'That author is the true villain!' How dare they kill her Feng Qi and leave those dogs alive!

  The girl flung off the cover and sat up. 'No! It won't end like this.' Her eyes flashed with determination as she stood up from her bed.

Meng yin, an online author, had been reading 'Defying Moonlight" for three years while waiting for the Korean translations of the story. Finally her impatience even drove her to learn Chinese so that she can complete the story. 

For someone with nothing else to do like Meng, it was quite easy to learn a language, however she was lazy by nature. Therefore, to get her to push herself it took quite a lot. Yet... it ended in such an idiotic way.

No! She would kidnap the author and force them to change this! After all, such a huge flaw cannot be ignored. A demented spark entered her eyes. He will not and absolutely cannot die!

She stumbled toward the door only to reach it and stop in her tracks. With a violently shaking hand, she reached out toward the handle, the cold metal sent chills through her skin. Meng's entire being was telling her to turn the handle, however she couldn't.

Her eyes became downcast and her hand dropped listlessly by her side. She hadn't stepped out of her apartment for so long that even the thought of going outside terrified her. Even for him, she was hopeless.

Meng slowly dragged herself toward her computer and dropped down in the chair. Her two pale hands slowly reached toward the key board.

After the end of the novel, Meng wasn't able to cope.  Feng Qi, the villain in the novel, was her only escape from her cruel reality. He, just like her was someone who saw the truth about the world around them and refused to be apart of it.

Meng took the route of just shutting it all out and using books to make her own world. While Feng Qi took the more dangerous route of trying to change the world into a better one. One without sects and their rules or any other boundaries that could exist. He wanted equality to be based on strength and knowledge rather than alliances and money.

  Because of his ideals, royalty hated him and because he was royalty, the commoners didn't like him. Yet, he still he never swayed from his path. When he was left without anywhere to go he still did not give up.

Sadly after all of the torture and disappointment, he turned insane and decided that the only way to change the world was to rebirth it. 

   Meng could feel his desperation through the novel and his anguish when he was killed. He tried to save the world but not once did anyone try to save him!

  Tears fell down Meng's face as she opened the discussion board and typed in a comment.

EmperorFQ: [Thank you author for making someone called Feng Qi. Your novel gave me life when nothing else could. It pushed me to start writing and even when everyone thought my novels were too depressing to read, I continued doing so. I pushed myself because I thought if Feng Qi could survive all of the hatred thrown at him than why can't I? But, now I realize that none of it mattered. Feng Qi didn't change anything and neither can I.]

Meng turned away from the screen while wiping her eyes and prepared to go back before a ping sounded from her computer. Her eyes opened wide when she saw that she had been mentioned in a message. 'They responded?'

Opening the message, a sense of wariness formed in Meng's heart.

The Monk: [The story is very bad isn't it? Unfortunately, it is outside of my guidelines to fight against fate. If you want to save Feng Qi, would you like to give it a try?]

Meng stared at the cryptic message, unable to decipher what it meant. Was the author messing with her???

Too tired to find out Meng, turned off the computer. She didn't want to fight anymore. If she couldn't take the author hostage and force them to change the book in real life what sense did it make to argue with them over a discussion board.

With that Meng turned off the computer and stood up. Her eyes were empty as she walked back to the desolate twin bed in the middle of the floor of her small room. Lying down, she closed her eyes with the feeling that tomorrow she won't be waking up.

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