Yan Nu thrust his spear straight down, tampering with the author's true information name.
At this point, to adapt to Yan Nu's strike, Divinity Cang Yue's true name changed to Lin Xiqiu.
Lin Xiqiu was merely a mortal, and he never expected that an uncontrollable existence like Yan Nu would appear in the world he imagined.
It changed everything he had prescribed, snatched away the narrative layers he controlled, and charged right into reality to find his true body.
"Wife, save me!"
Lin Xiqiu collapsed directly into his chair, roaring madly in his heart, yet he had already lost control of his body.
Like a case of sleep paralysis, he tried his utmost to howl, but could not push a sound out.
Suddenly, his inner mind was left with nothing but a field of shocking crimson.
He felt extremely panicked and powerless. As the red light faded, he found himself returned to Divinity Cang Yue.
In truth, there was only one author, and only one consciousness entity.
Divinity and demondom were merely facets of his human nature, his two sub-consciousnesses.
The moment his subjective consciousness entered the fantasy world, it meant overriding one of them, for his body remained constantly in reality.
By overriding divinity, he could converse with demondom; by overriding demondom, he could converse with divinity.
As the primal human nature of the true body, he frequently jumped and cut back and forth between the two.
Sometimes he indulged demondom, supporting human conquest over nature and standing on the perspective of the created characters, intending to guide and nurture an existence that could exceed his own control and change reality.
Other times he indulged divinity, supporting the creation of destiny, standing on the perspective of the controller, once again placing shackles upon the world and toying with the