Deep in a Forest where the air hung heavy with the smell of wet earth and trees, a boy of a very young age perhaps around 10 or maybe younger yet his eyes seemed to hold a strange wisdom far beyond his age
He stood near an ancient Oak looking at a little girl who seemed to be about the same age as him
"Hey" He spoke gently "Are you lost"
The girl with fiery red Hair under the Oak, her face Gloomy and sad.
But when she looked up at him her face immediately brightened with a blush the same shade as his hair
Witnessing a face that would make even the gods pale in comparison she felt her heart start beating like crazy
She just stared lost in a daze
A quiet sigh left his lips as he realized she was lost in a daze after seeing him
This wasn’t the first time this had happened to him or should he say to others who saw him for the first time
With practised precision he let his dark hair fall over to hide the most integral part of his charm ’His Eyes’
This simple action made the girl finally snap out of her trance
"Who are you?" she began to question which the boy was about to answer
"I-"
But
"And why did you hide your face" She cut him short and continued the question with a pout
This made the boy annoyed
But, nevertheless, being a well-mannered child, he began to answer with a polite tone.
"My name is V-" Just as he was about to answer
The world around him blurred the trees disappeared replaced by the loud sharp sound
"Ring!!! Ring!!!"
Of an Alarm Clock
"Argh" a frustrated groan echoed through the cozy bedroom
A young man, around twenty, rolled over and hit the alarm off. As he rubbed his head brushing aside his hair, his eyes—the same striking eyes from the dream—glowed a little.
Why did you have to wake me up now?’ Valerian thought, referring to me, the Author. ’I was about to reveal my name.’
A hero has to wake up and face his life; my voice echoed in his head, breaking the fourth wall.
Besides, you’ll get the chance to reveal your name later
"Mmmhnn...Valerian gave mama a smooch...zzzz" sound of a woman’s moan followed by a cute snore sounded beside him adding to his annoyance
’Is that how you planned to reveal my name...Like this?’
He got out of bed slowly, not wanting to wake her all the way.
He grabbed a simple black t-shirt, hoping it would hide his body from the "perverted world." After being fully clothed, He quietly left the room.
He let out a long sigh of relief in the hallway. "I’m safe," he muttered.
’Don’t even start, Author,’ he thought, stopping me before I could explain anything. ’I know what you’re doing. You’re going to narrate about why I’m so careful around her,
and then will say it will be revealed later, please don’t beat around the bush.’
’Wait, how did you know?’ I said in disbelief.
"Please, it’s the second draft. I already read that crappy first draft," He said, reminding me of the shameful first draft that was all over the place.
’Alright, alright, I won’t beat around the bush, so you go ahead and prepare your coffee,’ I said in defeat.
But I am the one writing the story. Don’t forget you are my creation. I can always replace you.
’Yeah, yeah, whatever,’ he thought, sounding annoyed. He walked into the kitchen and started making coffee. The smell was a nice break.
As Valerian was busy preparing his perfect brew, I should narrate as to why Valerian seems to be able to talk with me, The Author.
Valerian was born special
Aside from his perfect face his eyes are capable of seeing through everything whether it’s the concept of life or the universe he was born connected to the root
To the Akashic records
The records of all and everything
Hence he could perfectly converse with me without the fourth wall interfering
Though it would create the possibility of his being omniscient about everything
But that’s not the case
He isn’t strong enough to do that yet and he won’t
Because we all know that spoilers aren’t fun
If you are going to say Why did he know about the first draft then
Well that’s because I accidentally released the first draft
Hehe my bad
"Hey, Author, I hope you don’t wake that woman. An up. I have an early class today," Valeri, annoyed, remembering the first draft.
But alas, like hell I’d listen to him.
"Who are you talking to, Val?" a sweet voice asked from the staircase.
Valerian nearly choked on a gasp. "Ah, Mom! I wasn’t talking to some dumb person or anything!" he said, silently cursing me.
’Why did you bring her out here now?!’ his thoughts yelled at me. ’I already told you I wasn’t ready to deal with her this early!’
Coming down the stairs was an extremely beautiful woman with Glossy black hair and a pair of mischievous pink eyes and eyelashes
Her body was a perfect hourglass figure, voluptuous with big tits and Ass clad in something intriguing.
’Yep, she is wearing my Shirt, alright,’ Valerian Monologued as his head ached when he thought about what would come next.
She was Valentina Aísē Valerian’s mother and the woman he’d prefer to avoid the most in the morning.
’You didn’t answer me you Bastard’ he angrily demanded an answer
Calm your anger, my child.
Our readers need to see your relationship, I insisted. I can’t just leave her out of the story.
Besides, you should know it from the draft, right?.
’Sigh...I don’t want to argue with you anymore’ he gave up and focused on his mother who had a confused expression.
"That’s weird, I thought I clearly heard you talking with someone," she said, looking confused.
"Anyway, where’s mine?" She walked over to him, and Valerian got more annoyed when he realised she wasn’t wearing anything under that single piece of garment.
"Mom, why are you wearing my shirt?" he asked. Referring to the white shirt which stretched tight over her large chest.
"Ah, this! It was the closest thing when I woke up. And I was too lazy to go to my own room," she said with a silly smile. "Now, where’s my cup?" She put her arms around his, her chest pressing against him.
’Damn you, Author!’ his thoughts screamed at me. ’This is exactly why I didn’t want to wake her up! Are you happy? Satisfied’
Not yet. The real question is still not answered.
"Hey, Val, you haven’t answered me yet," his mother said, pouting.
"I didn’t make one for you. I thought you’d sleep longer," he answered, his voice calm but annoyed.
"You bad boy. You should have woken me up with a kiss and given me a warm cup of coffee like a good son."
Her pout became more dramatic.
"Now you give me yours."
Valerian sighed and handed her his favorite coffee cup, but she didn’t take it.
"I want it mouth-to-mouth," she said, stressing each word. "Or I won’t let you leave."
"Where did you lose your shame, Mother?" Valerian thought leaked, as he looked at her with a deadpan expression.
"Where? What do you mean?" she asked, truly confused by the word. "I wasn’t born with that. Anyway, come on, I’m sleepy."
"It’s hot, you know," Valerian said to the mature woman.
"I like it that way," she said, licking her lips.
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