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Title: Inkbound: When My Fiction
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Submitted to Contest #2 in response to the prompt: 'Write about the moment your character decided to write their own story.'



Title: Inkbound: When My Fiction Became My World
Genre: Psychological, Supernatural, Mystery, Romance, Meta-fiction
Tone: Darkly poetic, emotional, mysterious


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Chapter 1: Once Upon a Typewriter

Aarav Mishra, a quiet literature student and part-time ghostwriter, always believed that words had power. But when he began writing his own original novel—The Mirror of Dreams—things changed. His characters started appearing in real life. Not metaphorically. Literally.

The barista from his story now worked at the nearby café. The villain’s face appeared in a crowd. Even stranger—his dreams started syncing with the events he wrote. Dialogue from his chapters echoed in real conversations the next day.

> “Is this déjà vu?” he wondered.
The System he used to joke about in stories now whispered real choices:
[Write to Change. Change to Live.]



He thought it was imagination… until he saw blood on his manuscript.


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Chapter 2: The Girl Who Shouldn’t Exist

One rainy evening, Aarav met her. Sitting alone in the university library, reading the same book he was writing. Word for word. “Who are you?” he asked. She looked up, smiled softly, and said: “You wrote me, remember?”

Her name was Elira—the mysterious girl with silver eyes, a main character he’d designed as a figment of desire and danger. But now she bled, breathed, and cried like a real person. And she begged him not to finish the story. “If you write my death, I’ll die here too.”

> [New Path: Reality Rewrite System Activated]
Warning: You are no longer just an author. You are a god of this ink-bound world.



Was she mad? Or was he?


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Chapter 3: Edits That Kill

Aarav tested the limits. He wrote a scene where his professor had a breakdown. The next day, it happened. He erased a supporting character from his notes—and the man’s existence was wiped. No one remembered him, except Aarav.

Power was intoxicating… and terrifying.

He wrote a happy ending for a beggar he saw daily. The man disappeared—and the news showed him now as a billionaire tech founder who “always had genius.” It was as if reality had edited itself.

But the System began demanding chapters. And with each chapter, Aarav’s sanity frayed.

> Deadline Approaches: 6 Chapters Remaining
Consequence: Collapse of Fictional Layer = Death of Author



What the hell was a “fictional layer”?


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Chapter 4: The Rewrite War Begins

Aarav wasn’t the only author. Soon, he met another—a gothic novelist named Meher who could control weather with her poems. “We’re all chosen writers,” she said. “We shape the layers of this world. But someone’s writing a horror ending.”

Reality had been hijacked. A rogue writer—codenamed “The Red Pen”—was scripting disasters: school shootings, suicides, earthquakes. Fiction was becoming a weapon. Elira begged Aarav to fight back. But if his pen could save, it could also destroy.

> System Update: Ink Duel Authorized. Prepare Plotline Countermeasures.



And so began a war where writers weren’t storytellers—but gods, assassins, and saviors.

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Chapter 5: The Author in the Shadows

Aarav’s manuscript pages began bleeding ink—literally. The more he wrote, the more real the world changed around him. But now, a new chapter was being written without him.

He woke up one morning to a news headline he hadn’t scripted: “Train Explosion in Delhi: 62 Dead.” The event hadn’t happened in the real world—until now. His System blinked:

> [Unauthorized Plotline Detected: Red Pen Signature Found.]



He rushed to Meher’s place. She was already preparing a counter-ritual—an Edit Reversal. But it would require a personal sacrifice: deleting one of his own memories to overwrite the damage. He agreed.

He forgot his younger brother’s face forever. The train accident reversed. But Aarav felt emptier.


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Chapter 6: Elira’s Memory Bleeds

Elira started changing. Her memories shifted. She’d speak of things that didn’t happen, then forget her own name. One day, she asked Aarav, “Why do I remember dying in three different ways?”

He checked his drafts. In earlier versions, she had died in a fire, a drowning, and a murder scene. Though he had revised them, the fragments still lived within her. Characters didn’t forget—only readers did.

> [Warning: Fictional Residue Corrupting Character Stability. Backup Character Needed.]



To protect her, he wrote a clone version—“Elya”—and split her burdens. But this clone started developing a mind of her own. She fell in love with Aarav… and tried to kill Elira.

Two versions of the same girl were now fighting for survival. But he could only save one.


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Chapter 7: Writers Die Twice

Meher revealed the truth behind the System. Long ago, a secret society of writers called The Codex Circle discovered how stories shaped reality. They created the first draft of the world—a world built like a layered manuscript. Every version lived atop another.

But one of them, the Red Pen, began corrupting the rules. “He rewrote his own death,” Meher whispered. “He’s immortal now. He lives in the margins.”

Aarav found a photo of the Circle. One of the members looked exactly like him. Same face. Same eyes.

> [System Fragment Detected: Reincarnated Author Identity Confirmed.]



He wasn’t just a writer. He was once the founder of this reality. But then… why couldn’t he remember?


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Chapter 8: Pen vs. Pen

The Red Pen reached out—through a chapter written in blood on Aarav’s bedroom wall: “Kill your own creation, or I will.” The message ended with Elira’s name.

Aarav snapped. He wrote back using a fountain pen made of Elira’s hair and his blood—called it The Binding Quill. His counter-chapter summoned a Shadow Duel between him and the Red Pen.

> [Ink Duel Initiated: Outcome Will Reshape Global Lore.]



They fought in a library where books screamed and typewriters wept. Paragraphs collided like storms. Aarav wrote in metaphors. The Red Pen attacked with plot twists.

Aarav barely survived—by using an unexpected sentence: “The villain loved the world once.” It made the Red Pen flinch.

Just for a moment, he saw pain in the enemy’s eyes.


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Chapter 9: Elya’s Betrayal

While Aarav recovered, Elya took over the draft. She wrote herself into reality—replacing Elira. “She’s not real anymore,” she hissed. “Only I am.”

Aarav had to make a choice: delete Elya and erase her forever, or keep both and risk further corruption. But the System had limits. Only one version could exist on the layer.

> [Conflict: Dual Character Slot Overload Detected. Decision Required.]



He asked Elira one final question: “If I hadn’t written you, who would you be?” She replied, “Maybe someone you could love without guilt.”

In tears, he deleted Elya’s name. She screamed as she faded into text dust. Aarav saved Elira—but part of him shattered.


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Chapter 10: The Final Rewrite Begins

Aarav opened The Mirror of Dreams one last time. The final chapter had appeared on its own:

> “The author must write the end of the world to restart it.”



The System’s true goal was clear—reboot the broken reality, and in doing so, sacrifice the current version. Aarav could write a new world, where no Red Pen existed, where Elira could live freely… but he’d lose all memory of everything.

> [Final Mission: Author’s Requiem. Write the End. Choose the Future.]



Elira hugged him. “If forgetting me means saving everyone… then write the final line.”

The screen blinked. The cursor waited. Aarav closed his eyes.

And began typing.


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