I come into being. I look across the large fields of paper white grass and up at the sky that's bright and blue with just a few clouds, making me think of Summer. It's a beautiful day here, and I'm gonna enjoy it.

An innocent, upbeat song begins to play as I approach Gen's castle. I already know a lot about this world, from being writing itself and all, and already know Edgar's gonna hit on me. I'm not sure how I feel about that yet, so I'm just gonna wait and see. In the meantime, I best start the lyrics.

It's a beautiful day,
Here in this,
World I am in.

I look up at the sky,
And smile,
Despite those who call me sin.

I hear a song playing far away.

I feel the sun on my skin,
So this is what's it's like,
To exist.

I know you hate,
Me just because,
Of what I am.

But Reaper's not gonna attack,
He only hates,
Those who hold the pen.

You have no reason,
To try to kill me,
In that mad man's name.

My tale begins.

Wait a minute.

What will it be?

This isn't right.

What is my story?

I can't wait,
To see this world,
That Edgar has created.

What a beautiful,
World it is,
Full of life and many beings.

This shouldn't be in,
This book here,
At least not yet.

Abby was supposed,
To be sent,
To the world of the scraped.

Guess I messed up,
I bailed from this,
I don't want this arc.

Cause I am a demon,
There's no reason,
For me to have a ship.

Even if I wanted to,
Abby may just not,
Be into me.

I will not force,
Anybody to love someone,
I don't control that.

All ships occur naturally,
It's the thing that,
The OCs control the most.

I could never force a ship,
Even if I really,
Wanted to.

Book three's started.

So what's my play?

This should be fun.

Best bandage my wounds.

I can't wait to meet them.

The ones who created this,
Beautiful world that I see,
Before me.

I can't wait,
To see this world,
As a living being.

I can't wait to make,
So many freinds,
In this beautiful world.

I'll smile,
And be there for them,
And help them all find happy endings.

And they will call me,
Not by the name of an entity,
But they shall call me Abby.

The song ends. It's time to meet Edgar. I knock on the massive doors of Gen's palace...

How the hell do you wrap a bandage around exposed bone? I'm serious, I chewed down to my bone at my elbow desperate for ink. It doesn't hurt though, for the itch hurts worse. Ah well, best just make a cast and introduce myself to Abby. I open the front door...