Most people dream of escaping their miserable lives.

I wasn’t one of them.

Sure, life on Earth had its problems like bad economy, power outages, corrupt systems, but it was still better than dying in some fictional hellhole.

Unfortunately for me, I didn’t get a choice.

All it took was one angry rant.

One bad review.

And the next thing I knew, I was dragged into the very novel I trashed, by the author themselves.

Yeah… apparently, they don’t take criticism well.

Now I’m stuck in a world I know is filled with death flags, monsters, and absolute nonsense, and worse, that unhinged author might still be watching me.

Fine.

Let them watch.

Because no matter what they throw at me…

I refuse to die here.

Even if it means dealing with frustrating women who seem he'll bent on destroying my peace.