The room pulsed.The scent of incense thickened,turning sickly sweet,almost suffocating.The air itself seemed to ripple,as if the very fabric of reality was unraveling.
Luna's breath hitched.A strange,gnawing sensation crawled up her spine—something old and familiar.
Ash grip on her tightened. "Luna,what's happening?"
She looked at him,eyes wide. "Ash,I—" Her voice wavered. "I think... I wrote this."
The room went silent.
Count D's expression remained unreadable,but his mismatched eyes darkened.Hisoka's grin faltered,just for a second.Gon and Killua exchanged looks. Even Kakashi lowered his book.
"What do you mean?" Leorio asked cautiously.
Luna swallowed,stepping back,her journal trembling in her hands.
"I—I've written this exact scene before.This place. You. All of you. You're all... my characters."
Silence.
Then—
A laugh. Deep. Slow. Amused.
Hisoka's grin widened.
"Oh,my dear, that's quite the claim." His golden eyes gleamed with something dangerous. "Are you saying you created me?"
Ash's head snapped toward her,eyes narrowing. "Luna, explain. Now."
She flipped through the journal with frantic hands.Pages filled with words,descriptions, dialogue—every single person in this room. Count D's eerie shop.The impossible architecture.The creeping sense of something watching them from beyond the veil.
Her own words.
But that wasn't the worst part.
She reached the last page and stopped cold.
Because at the bottom of the page in ink she didn't remember writing, were the words:
"And then,they realized they were trapped in her story."
The shop trembled.The creatures inside their enclosures whispered.The walls closed in,shifting,breathing.
"No," she whispered. "No, no, no—"
Ash grabbed the journal from her hands and read the last line.His pulse pounded in his ears.
"Luna, how does this end?"
"I don't know!" she choked out. "I never finished it!"
A sharp chuckle.
Count D took a slow sip of his tea.
"Then, dear writer, we have a problem."
The lights flickered.
The walls melted.
Reality twisted.
And then—
Everything went black.
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Inkbound
FantasyA writer.Her stories.And the impossible truth-they remember her. When Luna's beloved characters step out of fiction and into reality,the lines between creator and creation blur.But some stories were never meant to exist beyond the page. As the worl...
