Location: Earth, Shanti Nagar
Time:8:00 Am
Shanti Nagar is a village in a remote part of India. It is a place that is nearly like a modern city, and there are some rumors about it. In history, it was mentioned that after the Ice Age, there was another age.
It was the biggest prehistoric era on Earth. Countless magical creatures, species, and races roamed the Earth. They all worshiped the God of Magic. In each race, some children at the age of 10 gained the God of Magic's blessings and were able to control arcane, the fundamental foundation of everything that exists in the world.
They were known as walking catastrophes, beings who could play with the laws of nature. They were called Magicians. They had a very long lifespan. In that era, because of magicians, technology was more advanced than in the modern world.
The era was known as the Catastrophe of the World Era. It was divided into three parts: the first was known as the Early Period of Arcane, the second as the Golden Period of Magicians, which was the longest period in the era, and the third as the Great Deplete Period, the shortest period in the era. Nobody knows what happened during that period.
But archaeologists say that some magicians who were alive after that period went to a remote place now called Shanti Nagar. Archaeologists have found some remains of their technology but have never been able to understand it.
"Hey! Stop! I said stop it," the magician said to me.
He was wearing the same things that I had described in chapter 1.
"I don't like history. Please, author, start the story of the novel," he requested.
"I don't like history either, but the readers are curious, so I have to create it," I said to him.
"Whatever, I don't care. I want you to write the story draft," he ordered.
Seeing that, I opened my status window.
[Status window]
{Author:Vael Umbraheart}
{Book created:1}
{No contract}
{Ability: Author's authority, redraft}
{Item box: Author's pen}
I used the author's authority and made him kneel. Before he could kneel, a crack appeared in the fabric, and a mist came inside from the fabric and surrounded him.
[Notification: Author's authority is being resisted by an unknown force]
A human eye appeared in the mist.
"Hey! Why can't I move my body? I have to do my morning business very badly," I heard a girl's voice from inside the crack. I knew who it was.
The mist, with full force, took him inside the crack.
[Notification: You are currently to weak write more and get stronger]
I went beyond the draft wall and entered the world of my novel.