Meanwhile, Damien froze inside my soul space.
"Wait a minute," he whispered. "You knew King Philip? And the girl who kills you?"
My back stiffened.
Yeah…that little detail.
Sia.
The same girl standing a few feet from me with her arms folded, her eyes pretending not to look at me.
The girl who, according to the Book of Sin, stabs me right through my chest in some future I'm not ready for.
Damien buzzed inside, pacing around. "Bro, this changes things. You were friends—no, family friends with them? That means this isn't just some random scheme.
...fuck!!" The so called villain making system shrieked in my head.
Only now did I realise that the Author we thought as incompetent and dumb was actually so smart.
"This is a long game, Noah. The author's playing 4D chess and we're stuck on checkers!" Damien screamed, his thoughts a jumbled mess.
I didn't respond. I was too busy watching my cousins and Venus start chatting casually with Sia and King Philip.
