Lucian stared at StreamGhost as the man spoke, a faint smile etched gently onto the surface of his mask. The expression never changed, never wavered, as though it had been carved there rather than worn.
'Is he also another reader who showered the Author with gifts, hence causing the Author to create a character for him?' Lucian asked himself as his thoughts spiraled inward. The idea was not far-fetched, he had seen stranger things, but the very next moment, he dismissed it with a quiet scoff in his mind.
'No… no reader would want to become someone who does nothing but record battles between characters belonging to other readers,' he reasoned. 'Unless that reader had some kind of camera-related job in real life.'
Even then, the thought felt shaky at best.
