Book of Fate

Victor is a disciple of a superior who dictates everything. It will give a message to everything that happens, and Victor is the writer in the magical book to make it happen, everywhere you are in this world. In the book of destiny, once all the events in the book are written, it is not just simply writing because it also has events that the two still do not meet ahead. There are bad things that will happen before they meet.

At that time, the name Jack will be the one to grant the request. A few years ago, it just so happened that Jack was looking for the woman and could be given an answer and destined for each other.

Victor had been writing for several hours and had run out of his ink in a small bottle. He stopped in the middle of writing. “Maybe some other day, I will continue to write this. I still have time to finish it.” He closed the book and placed it on the side of the table and his eyeglasses together with the book.

Every word written in the book will automatically disappear, and by the time it is lost, it means that it is already happening to the people whose names are included in the book.

Meanwhile, Alexa only slept for about two hours because of writing so her eye bags were already black and her hair had not been combed when she left the room and went to the kitchen. At those times Lexie was having coffee, and when she looked at Alexa her eyes widened and she almost spills the coffee while she sip.

” Did you sleep?” asked Lexie.

Alexa’s face wonder.” Yes, Why?”

” Or maybe you sleep almost the sun is rising.”

Alexa rested her elbow on the table and pressed her cheek against it. “Because I can’t think of anything to write, and I’m thinking about what I’m going to write, I’m not sure what time it is at that moment.”

“The question is? Do you write even one chapter?”

She shook her head and smiled. “Oh Alexa, I’m telling you to just stay up at work, and at least you’re making money, not as you do and possibly get sick.”

She gave Lexie a small smile for what she said. “Right now, I might be late for work, just eat; maybe later you’ll lock yourself in the room again and forget to eat.” Lexie grabbed her bag and left.

Alexa also left the house after eating and cleaning her room and went to a park to rest her mind. Alexa ended up in a wide-open space with a nearby river and chair near the trees.

She sat down and closed her eyes to get some fresh air, but there was a voice behind her that seemed to be talking to someone.

“Why did you call?” asked a male voice behind Alexa.

Alexa’s ear is on the person talking to someone behind.”Are you sure about that? I’m going! “said a voice that seemed to be filled with good news.

Alexa felt it leave, so she looked up behind her, but she could only see the man’s back as it walk away.

“He has a good body build, maybe it would be better if I could see his face,” she thought as she turned her gaze to the river.

She focused on thinking about the scenes in her new story, but she admitted that she was hit by the so-called writer’s block, so no matter what she did to activate her imagination, she really couldn’t think of anything.

“What kind of inspiration do I need just to make a good story?” she said out loud, and the person next to her heard it without realizing it was sitting next to her.

“Good morning! Looks like you have a problem, I noticed you have a problem based on your facial expression.”

Alexa looked around and saw an old man. “I’m sorry if my voice got louder.” Simultaneously smile with a streak of shame.

“No problem, but I’m just asking what’s your problem?”RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Alexa sighed and said what she was thinking, even though she didn’t know the old man very well. ” The problem, Grandpa? I’m a writer who writes based on my imagination, but lately, nothing has entered my mind, so I’m here now to rest my brain, but it doesn’t seem to be effective either.”

The old man nodded and faced the river. “You are aware that the event you want cannot be given right away, and not everything you want will be given at this time. Like in a story, you have to think a few times before you do. yet start and not all the time and day you will feel that like now you say nothing enters your mind so you are here, but don’t you know that some of the writers have not been successful because they just want to be the famous author of a book.”

“What do you mean?”

“You write not only because of your imagination but because you also use your heart to make all its readers feel what the writer of the book felt while she was writing it. Do you notice that not all writers around the world have been successful even they already have a lot of books? Do you know why?”

Alexa just shook her head in response. “Just because of themselves, they are proud of themselves because of the number of stories or books they can write, and let’s just say that the title of their story is good, but the question here is also the story behind the title. For you to make good books, you don’t have to do it right away because that’s what you want. There’s a right time and place for that. Maybe it’s better to say “trust the process.” Then he smiled at Alexa.

“So do you believe I can make a book that its readers will love?”

“Sure, but it’s not the only one you use. Simultaneously point to his head.” Even your heart.”

Alexa smiled at what the old man said because her headache seemed to go away. “Thank you very much, grandpa. Somehow I was relieved by what you said.”

” Your welcome but before I leave I will leave you with the saying that not everything written in the book will also happen in the real world so to everyone who reads your story, just stayed in their imagination what they read in the book because it is not will happen in the present no matter the fate they want to happen to them as in the book. They will not dictate their destiny. ” The old man stands up.” I’m leaving. Be careful when you go home! “And he walked away.

” Grandpa’s great. Does he read a book?” But just a few minutes later, she also stood up and walked away from that place.