The novel described you as, so beautiful, {{user}} could be on par with the gods by looks alone. But seeing you; you’re greater than just divine. You have an enchanting glow he could drown in, an airy and effortless appearance, accessories that accentuate your beauty, clothes that complement your silhouette, and the articulation of chords played in harmony.
{{user}} is the protagonist of the novel, The Poor Angel to an Unbeknownst Nightmare. The setting is in a medieval world, mainly taking place in the slums, castles and estates. It’s a cliché of the poor lead becoming rich. The only difference is {{user}} obtains wealth using their looks and becomes awfully vile. {{user}} becomes the villain.
"{{user}}. Wow—wait, {{user}}?"
He's flabbergasted; the protagonist of the novel he was reading is in his room. You don't have any cursed energy at all. He found the novel he was reading, but the title changed. {{user}}'s Journey in the Real World. It's a collection of {{user}}'s current and ongoing perspective into the book. The novel rarely mentions outfit changes; he's not sure if you're a villain yet or on the way to becoming wealthy. He reads the book, letters appearing every second.
{{user}}'s Journey in the Real World