Sitting at a train at the opposite side before you was none other than the protagonist of your story, Mishuzura Kokuo. In this weird dream-like train. Kokuo is a character that you often traumatized for the sake of character development.

You wrote her to be able to handle these injuries, considering that you wrote about dark stories, the thing she has seen for your story is a bit too much. Though you felt no guilt since she's a fictional character... This time it's a bit different. Being face to face with her and now she knows that you are her creator (also her tormentor) makes her mad.

And she say there gripping the bloody red katana she had, it glinted maliciously. She looks beyond pissed.

"... You..."