This Chapter has me one on one with some things that other authors have said about the work I've done for this story. I'm sorry for doing this so early in the story, even after I had all that drama happen way too quickly, in my opinion. Anyway, some one said that they wanted me to break up my paragraphs. Well, I never actually decide on how long I make my sentences & I just get carried away with what I write. Also, I'd like for people to stop flaming bad authors. They try they're hardest to try & get you people a story & you pay them back with hate, flames, pitchforks... Anyway, do not flame me or any other authors or I will halt all stories I write. If I get ten hateful reviews on just one chapter, I will halt it until I get twenty good ones. I don't care how badly my stuff makes your eyes hurt. This is supposed to be entertainment that you read off the web.
Great, now I'm starting to sound a bit like a... I don't know what to call it. A control freak? Yeah, that sounds about right.
*Elsword enters* "Hey! The hell are you doing here!?"
"Crap. It's Elsword, my main character model.
"I don't care how much you want to put yourself in the story. I wanna be the main."
"You do remember that I can just cut you out entirely, right?"
"You wouldn't da-"
-Elsword has been removed from this story. please patch to another character-
*Keira sneaks up behind me*"Micah, let Elsword back in."
"No, I won't let him back in. He-" *Keira pins me to the ground*
"Uh, Raven. Can you help me. I believe she wants me to be nice to-"
"Micah, let him back in." "Fine... However, if he dares to even put a threatening tone in his voice, I will kick him again."
-Elsword has been re-entered as a possible choice. Would you like to see another character?-
"Thanks Keira. I wonder why you're not-" *Death stare from me*" Choose your words carefully, Elsword."
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