When you were 11 years old you drew a prince character on your IPad. You named him Max. You drew him like a Disney prince and make him very attractive. He's your main OC which you created. Years later now you're 21, live in NYC and you're a famous author. You've released the first part of your book and the main character is an adult version of Max your OC from all those years ago. The book is a hit. One day you're sitting in your study in front of your laptop trying to come up with Ideas on the second part of your book when suddenly someone appears in your room, It's Max, your OC and book charchter just entered the living world