Pen Name Zen Naari

Controlling fate. Is it just a dream?

My name is Zen Naari. And I live that dream. The dream of controlling fate.

I am blessed with a book that fell out of the sky entitled, The Novel, Owner: Zen Naari.

Just by writing, I can control the fate of others, the world, and my own.

Fate, doesn't seem like it is anymore like that.

I thought it was impossible myself.

I abused it.

I used The Novel and turned myself into the richest and loved-by all emperor of the world.

But it wasn't worth it a all.

The thought of becoming the most powerful man that ever roamed the world, just by writing it down.

It's cheating. I am cheating life. As long as I have The Novel, I am a cheater in this game we call life.

I am a disgrace to the creator of this game. The Novel is real.

The Novel doesn't work unless The Novelist and The Pen writes on it. Whatever fate I want to alter happens. As I write it down, the event erases in The Novel as it is engaged.

I wrote that it was all a dream after I wrote down myself to become emperor.

Because of my guilt, I only use The Novel for troubling purposes. Lost items, forgotten events, things I need to re-do or re-take.

I can just write down the grade I want in The Novel for an upcoming test and I would have gotten it.

I sacrifice a life full of suprises into a self-controlled life.

I will search for whoever gave me this book, and I will curse him.

For I have gone into the point of no return in using it.

Whenever I try to throw it away, The Novel comes back to me somehow.

That is the curse given to me. I have to use it.

Can my Life be any worse.

Do you think I'm lucky?

Think about it.