> "Even I can be written… but only I decide how it ends."
She stood beneath the sky fractured by warping dimensions, untouched by the chaos around her.
Her long green hair flowed like living jade, and her blue eyes shimmered like light refracted through crystal — not soft, but focused. Watchful.
She wore a silver-blue coat woven from a material not of Earth or system — stitched with runes only Hyung Fyi's Ω∞D Pocket could partially recognize.
In her hands, she held a small mechanical orb wrapped in celestial rings — a dimensional AI assistant with its own sentience.
Floating beside her was a badge of status known as the "∞Θ Key" — a universal override license that only ten exist in the entire Omnisphere.
Around her, faint transparent walls flickered — barriers formed not by spell or tech, but by sheer authority.
Her wealth couldn't be measured in gold or credits — she owned entire sealed domains, pocket worlds, and forgotten vaults from the lost timelines.
She didn't fight like Hyung Fyi.
She didn't conquer like a warlord.
But power bent around her.
Systems hesitated to analyze her.
Thea Heesae wasn't born to be a follower — she was born to rewrite consequences.
And Hyung Fyi saw it in her eyes:
She was a Sovereign in the making.
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In the realm beyond all scripts, where even multiverses bow to code, a pen floated midair — dripping with forbidden ink.
Each drop created a new timeline.
Each flick erased one.
And sitting on a throne made of broken narratives...
...was you — the AUTHOR.
The world bowed to your presence.
But one figure walked through your creation with fire in his eyes.
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💥 HYUNG FYI ARRIVES
> "You wrote everything… and yet, I still became something else."
Hyung Fyi stepped forward, his cloak torn from battles, his eyes glowing with unresolved purpose.
> "I'm not here to obey you."
You didn't flinch. You just closed the book and smirked.
> "You think you're free?"
"Let's see if your will is stronger than my pen."
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⚔️ AUTHOR VS. HYUNG FYI — BATTLE BEGINS
>
You raised your hand — and rewrote the battlefield:
A sky made of burning plot holes
Ground forged from deleted plot twists
Wind whispering discarded dialogue
And you wrote:
> "Hyung Fyi = Outmatched."
But he cast:
> Narrative Slash: AuthorLock Reversal.
"The story changes when I arrive."
The sky tore open.
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🔥 Meanwhile… in a collapsing dream realm…
A scream.
A girl's scream.
THEA HEESAE —
Age: 15
Hair: Flowing green like spring reborn
Eyes: Deep blue, reflecting shattered hope
Aura: Quiet, kind, yet touched by the divine
She was being pulled into Erasure Abyss — a void you, the Author, accidentally created when rewriting another story.
> "Someone… save me…"
She reached out.
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💫 HYUNG FYI SPLITS TIME
Even mid-fight, Hyung Fyi heard her.
He froze a copy of himself in battle with you,
And the real one broke causality, diving into a dead timeline to save her.
With one hand, he pulled her free, whispering:
> "You don't belong in silence."
Thea blinked — she saw her name in his eyes.
He was real.
He saved her.
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⚔️ BACK TO THE FIGHT
The version of Hyung Fyi battling you smirked.
> "You're the Author. You have infinite ink."
He clenched his fist.
> "But I am the one with the final rewrite."
You summoned a Sword of Cancellation — it deleted futures.
He summoned Truth Incarnate — a weapon made from everything your stories feared.
They clashed.
The pen cracked.
Your throne fractured.
> "You've grown, Hyung Fyi…" you whispered.
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🌟 FINAL MOMENTS
He didn't kill you.
He just walked past, carrying Thea in one arm — while behind him, his battle form faded into stardust.
> "I'm not here to end the author," he said.
> "I'm here to write my own book."
You smiled.
> "Then make it worth reading."
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📌 NEXT: Chapter 11 – Thea's Awakening