My Arch-Enemy, the Demon Lord, Confessed to Me Again Today
On my first day inside a fanfic, my nemesis pinned me against the wall and confessed his love.
I sneered. “What scheme are you up to this time?”
But he crushed his own life-bound treasure. “Is this... sincere enough?”
Later, the System forced us to hold hands, hug, and recite cheesy lines.
We gagged our way through the tasks.
Until one day, the original story's fatal plot twist struck ahead of schedule
He took a fatal blow for me, soaking my white robes in blood.
As he lay dying, he was still smiling. “Now... you have to believe me.”
With trembling hands, I activated a forbidden technique.
To hell with the plot. I'm changing the ending.
