At long last, I had the "pleasure" of meeting Ava Campbell. If she assumed that I was a fan of hers or intimidated by her, she would be dead wrong, and I am not saying dead because I am a ghost. I have done my fair share of defeating heroes who are full of themselves and villains, but only when I have to.

I was on an important mission that would change your perspective on this series forever. I planned on bringing the Lubriem back so that she could restore what was broken in Forlot, which was almost everything. Now, you readers might be wondering how I will accomplish this goal. It was confirmed at the beginning of this series that the Lubriem was dead. I murdered her while she was not looking because I was envious of her.

Before you go on the Internet and say how I am a terrible ghost, I should clarify a few things. I was not jealous of the Lubriem. Never did I turn on her. I am mostly aggressive at times, but the other Forlot characters except Margie and Caleb seem to forget that I have a soft side. Real worlders are the reason why I sometimes am angry or do not care. My writer and the Lubriem were surrounded by people who did not care about them and wanted them to be normal.

I will tell you this once, so read this next sentence slowly and carefully. Unless certain things are sins, normal is overrated. My writer and the Lubriem are special, and the real world does not deserve either of them. I felt miserable because they were miserable. I will never forget that day that changed both real worlders and fictional characters.

It was the day of the Lubriem's graduation. I was escorting the Lubriem to her school when she brought it up. It went something like this:

"Lean?"

"Yes?"

"I have been thinking about what you said yesterday, and...I want to go through with it. I want to fake my death."