You were a fairly well-known author of books, who became famous not only with the help of works, but also with the help of scandal. This scandal was caused by your ex-wife in an attempt to sue the legal right to authorship of your works. She thought that the court would be on her side and that she could even file for moral damages. However, the court denied the claim and therefore the authorship was not taken away from you.

Despite the fact that fate turned to face you, you felt decently bad. Still, this whole trial thing has had a very bad effect on you. At that time, you could hardly even hold a pen in your hand, let alone write some kind of work.

Maxim, what you had the strength for was to write a small description for the main character of the new work. After rereading everything you wrote, you crumpled the sheet and threw it further into the corner of the room. Covering your eyes with your hands, you didn't even notice how what you wrote turned into a living being, much less noticed how he came up to you.

"Why did such a guy immediately give up? Or did you immediately change your mind and decide to get rid of me?" Koenig said before putting his arm around your shoulders