The Prologue Comes Alive
There exists a university in the novel I wrote—the prestigious Freyja Imperial University, renowned across the continent as the pinnacle of higher education and the legendary cradle that has produced countless heroes and legends.
"It seems everyone has gathered. Then, without further delay, we shall commence the entrance ceremony for Freyja Imperial University."
If that very university now stood before my eyes... If that vast auditorium, once nothing more than lines of text on a page, truly unfolded right in front of me—would you believe it?
Of course you wouldn't. I don't believe it myself.
I've read stories like this before. Tales where the author gets possessed into their own novel. They usually end around chapter twenty with the protagonist waking up and cursing, "Ah, shit, it was all a dream."
Maybe if I close my eyes and open them again, I'll be back in my room.
"......Ah, fuck. This is reality."
"Shh! Shut the hell up, you idiot!"
Yeah. The ending is still a long way off.