Villain of my own novel

[Do you know who I am?] I asked again.

I need to know if she knows about me or not, and if she does, how much does she know? She knows I am her creator... her father, which means she may know everything about me, or she may only know about my life after I was reborn, which isn't much.....

[Yes, you are my father.] She answered firmly.

[Hahaha, yes, yes, I am your father, but that's not what I'm asking, I am asking if you know about me. Anything else...] I asked, chuckling with my right hand near my mouth, but was cut off by 'my daughter.'

[If you are referring to the 'novel,' then yes. I don't know much about father, but I do know about the novel; you created me for that purpose, didn't you?] She asked.

[....] I fell silent and thought about how lonely it must have been for her; she has all the knowledge and power but no one looks at her even though she is protecting everyone from the shadows, no one to praise her for doing such an amazing job and always doing her best without anyone caring about...

This is why I dislike 'regressions,' 'time travel,' and any other time-related phenomena; I even despise myself when I think about it; regression may appear to be an opportunity to everyone at first, but it is actually a curse in which you cannot die.

No one will know about you, what you did, why you did it, nothing will ever be known, even if you share your experiences and burden, you will only be seen as a madman and if any body believed you, you better run because only a madman will ever believe that kind of bullsh*t!

Do you seriously believe that you will be happy if you regress, change your past, and live a happy life? What if, just what if, the regression kept happening? What guarantee do you have that you will not regress after living a happy life and dying? Why? Do you consider yourself fortunate to have the opportunity to regress? Do you think you can regress without consequences?

Regression is a curse that leads to a 'bad ending'; there will never be a good ending; the result of regression is 'bad luck,' which will never leave you and will be imprinted on your soul! Which will not leave you alone even if you forget! Not that you can forget your life in the first place; Regressors can never forget their past lives; instead, they simply rewrite them with the changes they made in their presence. Why? Because they are unable to forget.

Forgetting is as much of a blessing as it is as much of a curse to the humans, our bodies subconsciously push back memories that could potentially harm us, so that even though they are still in the back of our minds, we cannot remember them; the ability to forget would be sacrificed, if you want to have a chance of becoming a Regressor.

'Regressions....' I muttered in my mind.

[That's is there are too many problems which are making the novel's story go off track.] While I was questioning myself, my daughter said in a sweet dejected voice that jolted me out of my trance.

[..... Man... 'Flip' the novel! Don't worry about the novel and all, just take care of yourself, though I don't know if I'll ever meet you directly, I want you to be healthy and happy.]

[And.... You're doing a great job.] When I said those words, it felt like a huge weight was lifted off my chest; even though I was trying to cheer her up, I felt refreshed as my goal became a bit more clearer.

'Snowflakes.' I muttered in my mind and held out my right hand, palm up, and a snowflake materialized on my palm.

A black 12 branched snowflake materialized on my palm, it was covered in black flame like the black flame that covered the 'Knight of the Black flame.' I flicked the black snowflake with my thumb, and it rotated while floating above my palm.... (AN: Image!)

(AN: 'Knight of the Black Flame' from ch104: going all out (2))

"A Frost flame, aye.... Not bad. It is stronger than I expected, the branches have become denser than before....." I muttered out loud.

"I wonder what I would look like in my 'Frost Devil' form." I muttered and grinned, excitedly.

[Now, let's move on the important topics.] I said to my daughter.

[Yes?] I heard a cute voice and imagined a television headed figure tilt its head in confusion, adorably.

[I can't call you 'my daughter' for everything... I mean, I can, but I need your name.] Even I wasn't sure what I was saying, but I decided to ask her name a bit more directly.

[I don't have one, you didn't give me one.] I felt like she was pouting right now and I scratched the back of my head awkwardly.

[Eunomia, how is Eunomia? She is the Goddess of law and her name means 'Order' and you certainly are the 'Order' of everything, aren't you?] I smiled brightly and asked teasingly.

[Hehe, it is good, though it's somebody else's name, it'll do for now, hehehe.] Eunomia giggled joyously.

[Ok then, you will be Eunomia, from now on.]

[I want to ask you another question, are you the system or is the system just a part of you....] I asked.

[Hm? Don't you already know that?] She asked.

[I know, I made the system just a part of you, but the novel is no more.....] I mumbled and realized something.

'Aren't I the one making everything about the 'novel' go off tracks? No, even if I'm not the one, I still think that I am responsible.... No, I definitely bear the majority of the responsibility for the novel's story going off track...'

"I may be the Villain of my own novel...." I muttered under my breath.

[Yes, you are correct, the 'System' is just a part of me and that's exactly why I am having trouble tracking back the culprit.] Eunomia replied and confirmed.

"Hmmm..." I nodded my head in understanding.

[Why are gods and goddesses getting involved in the matters between you and the earth?] I asked directly.

[Wait, how do know that the gods and goddesses are involved with me too?] She asked enthusiastically.

'Aye, Frist, shouldn't you be scared if your secret is revealed or am I just a coward to think so? Second, doesn't she know about the glitched system?' I questioned, inwardly.

[I'll answer it later because it is not that important, right now and I created you, do you think you can hide anything from me?] I gave a half-a*sed excuse and asked.

[Hehehe, as expected from father, you know everything...] She giggled and said, but her voice got lower at the end.

[..... What's wrong?]

[Haaa.... Gods and Goddesses are here to help the humans and we have made a deal.]