Villain Transmigration: Author Transformation

Right now, Jonathan and Nathalie had to talk privately, around the corner of the room for a moment.

[How are you feeling?]

"I'm good; I'm alright now if that's what you want to hear." He raised both the corners of his lips up to a gentle yet somber smile. "Well, it's not that I didn't get what you feel now, first-hand at that as well."

Prior to Nathalie's transmigration, Jonathan already had a glimpse before she had this another vault of memories that surged in his head about the other side of him.

Out of coincidence, despite the different relationships made from the different timeline or era of what it was then, he knew what was going on, and lived through a double life the whole time.

However, she wasn't the one to let important matters slide, not when it's instead left unaddressed.

[But that's Daisy we're talking about!] She held her hands up and a shrug while leaning forward and giving him a face.

"But is it what we know? What about Keith? Did you feel that way?"

For a while, Nathalie got stumped by his words. While it's true Keith might have a great resemblance to Jonathan, it didn't change the fact that they weren't the same person from the start. 

Apart from Mystique's feelings and the dynamic relationship she had with Keith— close to a master and servant relationship— Nathalie's mind held on to that idea of how she was safe around him, and her connection to the favorite character she vouched the whole time.

Aside from being an author, she was also a super fan of her stories, and she always had her eyes on Keith.

Not because he bore the face of her chauffeur, bodyguard and all, Jonathan, but one of the male lead characters of the story, Keith.

She didn't expect it turned out the way he looked Jonathan, as how crazy the fate it was set up for her.

Though it did get awkward at first, she didn't let it go into her head, and so much more when she found out Jonathan was here alongside her.

[...So, I'd say you got to the bottom of it, then?]

"Yes; unfortunately, it's not her… So she had no other information from the outside." Then, Jonathan averted his gaze, overlooking through the window that gave a panoramic view of the dunes graced under the beaming moonlight. "Maybe it was just us that time, unfortunately, getting that curse, don't you think?"

She then gave him a nod.

[Anyway… Still, I find this strange…]

"Let's check out the manuscript then…"

From there, she pulled out her manuscript. Upon licking her thumb, she went and flipped through the pages until she reached the current chapter they were in.

Both of them nodded so far, as this was what they've read with the recent changes that they planned to counter the situation, perchance the plot in the chapters overwritten happened.

It did.

Then, it paid off as well.

Albeit the result wasn't what she hoped it to be, it was better than what might've been the worst-case scenario.

Especially how she got caught off guard with the recent gamble she took a few hours ago.

Her hands began to tremble, as soon as she pointed at several passages—down and flipped through the next.

They began to gape at it; that the words popped out, one after another happened to manifest into reality before their eyes.

"This is beyond insane…" Jonathan muttered under his breath as he pressed his forehead. "Not this!"

Several times now, she parted and sealed her lips thin, trying to utter a word but she was too shocked for anything as of the moment. Even close to slipping the manuscript through her fingers.

Then, the magical overwrite stopped at the same time where the battalions of the Imperial Army, spearheaded by Athan, rallied to the Western Territory.

"Does this mean it's meant to happen, Miss—?" he whispered close to her ear. However, she smacked his firm arm and asked him to type it on the phone.

[Yes and No…] When she nibbled her lips, he peered at her as soon as she typed through the SMS. [Though I wasn't able to see beforehand, the sudden changes on the chapters found her happened to be in line the moment I intervened.]

It took about a few moments pondering through his thoughts as he scrunched his face, clearly taken aback by her comment, before he gawked at her.

Soon, he dropped a reply, [WTF? You mean, it will change to what you want regardless as long as you're in that moment?]

[I think so…]

For as long as she could remember, Clarice's words stuck in her head how her newly-found ability, precognition, would end up glitching so severely and randomly, that was enough to wear her out.

[But that sudden glitch… I mean, Clarice, mentioned the scenes on a loop. Nevermind, we could test that out.] She then tapped her foot for a minute, giving him a suggestive glance. [For sending Ashtra away as well, I'm sure you have a plan...]

[I had them scout and see any movements by night time.] He let out a huff. [I'm sure they've also prepared for the war that's about to happen shortly.]

[True. That's plausible.]

[TBH, this would've been a good plan in tandem with yours right?]

Jonathan then typed like some crazy cryptic codes, not taking her eyes off of the screen.

It also took a while for her to register what he meant, and when it did, she took a slow nod as she pouted her lips.

[OMGGGGG! We can do that tomorrow then!] 

After spamming some emoticons and stickers on him, he then went to a facepalm. [Don't flood our convo, LOL.]

[Sorry.]

[Well, before anything else. You should get yourself 'recharged,' yes?]

[What do you mean?] she queried, jerking her head away from him.

[I mean… It might just be me but, you sure do smell…]

Somehow, she scrunched her face with a gawking gaze for what she meant. Even close to sniffing her chest and armpit. But then, he was quick enough with a shake of his head.

[No, not that…] he responded. [You know… The…] 

When Jonathan looked away with a flushed face, covering his mouth. She knew what was up.

[Oh hell no… Isn't it too early?!]

"You've used more power recently…" he muttered, flicking away his hand. "Maybe it's time for you to mingle with—"

She shut him up with her palm while she mouthed the words menacingly, "Don't you dare..."

However, Jonathan typed it up as he rolled his eyes. Letting her watch his screen to read.

[It's an open secret. You've done it— x times….]