Can You Please Keep the Original Setting?

A great writer once said that every creature in the world is like a writing or a text.
Then, in this world, those words might be especially true.

This was a world that I created through writing, and that the developers materialized through code.
And I was definitely trying to access it to test this game.
I also remember exactly in which scene it ended.

The Labyrinth of Lamentation.
Mikael, the main character, came to this place because he was entrusted by the temple to find the cursed sacred object.

It was a chapter that boasted a degree of difficulty that made me feel an upsetting rush.
After testing it, I sent feedback that it would be better to lower the difficulty level of this chapter to prevent the players from digressing.

That was definitely where I ended the game.
A place where you can gain great favor from the target.

Not all the details had been implemented yet, but the route was already set.
Because the person I cherished the most after Mikael was the next emperor, Cain.

However.
What the hell was going on?

[Welcome, Writer.
You are welcome to access.]

Beyond the chat window with a text, a man was kneeling.
The touch of his lips on the back of my hand felt terribly clear.
The sky-blue eyes curved tenderly and gently.

“It’s the first time I’ve actually seen you like this, Celina.”

It was the sweetest voice in the world.

“I’ve been waiting a long time to meet you.”

It was a voice that should never sound like this.
I felt my breathing become weak, regardless of my intentions.
What? Did he just call me Celina?

“I am Mikael.”

This was absurd.
I could only look down at the man who was telling me his name.

***

‘Nice to meet you.
I am Celina Dell.
Whether you call me Celina or Dell, it doesn’t matter.
But just know one thing.
I am the one who will help you with love from now on.
I look forward to working together.’

Those were the first words that a woman from a high place would say to the player.

The words of a woman with rosy cheeks, entrancing, glowing blue-purple eyes, and an abundant and coveted lilac hair that curled like an illusion over her elegant body.
A woman so beautiful that could make one