Fors froze. "What?"
"Because I created a character who was no longer one-dimensional."
"Her obsession drove her into darkness, desperate to prove herself and take revenge on her enemies, even at the cost of dragging over a hundred innocent people into it."
"But at the same time, she retained a shred of kindness and locked away her dark self, then joined forces with her former 'enemy' to defeat that dark self."
"In the end, the darkness disappeared, hatred gave way to reconciliation, the innocent escaped disaster, the kind were rewarded, and she found redemption..."
Jessica's body gradually became transparent, but a radiant smile filled her face.
"What do you think? Does... a character like that pass muster?"
Fors fell silent for a moment, then smiled as well.
"She does."
"Heh, liar."
She raised her head to look at the Holy Radiance of the Evernight on the wall and murmured, "Perhaps I should never have chosen to become an Author in the first place."
Then she suddenly looked into Fors's eyes and said earnestly, "Be careful... the person controlling me, controlling all of this, he..."
Her body collapsed limply.
Fors instinctively reached out to catch her, only to watch her disappear between her hands. The last words she left behind echoed in Fors's ears.
"I forgot to tell you. What you wrote in that rush just now was really... awful."
Inside the church in daylight.
Klein repeatedly attacked the monster inside the church, severing its tentacles, tearing off its scales, and even shattering its head, trying to find its weakness this way.
Although he met with failure again and again, Klein noticed that the monster was recovering more and more slowly. At first, it had been like watching time reverse, but later, it struggled to squeeze the bullets out of