My first love is a fictional character.

A marvelous hero, with a chiseled face and a noble heart, saving the world with his sense of justice. His name is the illustrious Luke Florence. He is the protagonist of the novel “The Return of the Savior”.

In the eyes of others, it may seem pitiful for an adult, like me, to be deeply infatuated with a fictional character and indulge in love's yearnings. I know, it may appear pathetic. But... the heart is not something easily controlled, is it? Just by imagining Luke with his blond hair and blue eyes, my heart flutters and dances with excitement.

Yet, to my dismay, it was evident that the author of this novel did not hold an affinity for Luke.

Shouldn't the protagonist vanquish all the forces of evil, as befitting a protagonist?

However, our Luke endures hardships without the aid of any protagonist's blessings. It is the epitome of the art of manipulation. When Luke faces a formidable villain and keenly feels the immense difference in strength, struggling in hopeless frustration, I too shed tears of sorrow.

That despicable son of an antagonist, Kamian Delros Hespyon. The prince of the underworld and the most powerful being in the universe. He is someone from whom one cannot expect any kindness. His actions are so wicked and ruthless that all the characters that come into view are mercilessly slain. Even the companions of the protagonist have all been annihilated by him.

The author favors the grand villain, Kamian, it is an assumption with a solid basis. How else can one explain the intricacies and extensive details of the antagonist's narrative? Kamian's backstory alone was a staggering 90 pages longer than Luke's.

Here is its content: Prince Kamian of the underworld descends upon the human realm, summoned by a seven-year-old girl. Despite openly looking down upon her as an inherently sickly human with limited time left, Kamian gradually opens his heart due to the unyielding innocence and unblemished attitude of the contracted girl, 'Liv.'

"You gaze at me with such envy that it could kill, but why don't you go outside and play as well?"

"It's okay. I get exhausted after running just ten steps, and the kids would mock me. Besides, I'm not envious at all. I have you by my side, Kamian."

"...."

"Just as you are everything in my little world, I hope I can be something special to you too."

"Don't get lost in unnecessary sentiments. Instead, ponder on how to become healthier than yesterday."

"Before, I resented being in pain to the point of wanting to die. But ever since I met you, even pain feels quite bearable. Every day, you hold my hand and exercise with me."

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"...."

"Good heavens, the two of them caused quite a commotion. I couldn't help but be astonished when I read the vivid depiction of Kamian's ears turning red at Liv's words. In the previous episode, just before this particular scene, Kamian had obliterated an entire kingdom.

Our protagonist, Luke, who wields his sword with unwavering integrity, has never experienced an ordinary love in the novel. On the other hand, Kamian indulges in all sorts of thrilling exploits and spends idyllic days.

Kamian and Liv, who maintained a tender and tingling relationship, only confirm their feelings for each other after becoming adults. However, their happiness is short-lived. In the end, Liv succumbs to illness, leaving a pale face buried in the ground like a white lily.

Overwhelmed by the unbearable sorrow of losing the one he loves, Kamian goes on a rampage. Wherever his lifeless eyes gaze, ruins replace what once stood, and the scent of slaughtered flesh lingers in the air.

"Killing ten thousand people is such a simple task, yet why couldn't I save you alone?"

Thus, the main plot of the novel unfolds as Luke confronts Kamian in order to protect the world. However, dear author, the balance seems askew.

No matter how strenuous Luke's training is or how he arms himself with various rare magical items, standing before Kamian renders him as feeble as a gnat.

There is no hope in this novel, nor anything else of substance.

Merely the appearance of Kamian instills tension not only in Luke but also in the reader, like an entity from another dimension... How can one possibly defeat a character who has been amplified to such an extreme?

It is impossible to kill Kamian. I know it, and all the extras who appear in the book know it as well, except for our clueless Luke, who is grappling with it all alone. How can my heart not be torn to pieces?

"[Sigh] If only I could enter the world of the book, I would do whatever it takes to prevent Kamian's descent into darkness."

Did my heartfelt longing for Luke's happiness reach the heavens? I have truly become intertwined with the characters in the novel. And to make matters worse, it's during the period before the villainous Kamian succumbs to darkness."

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"To eat or not to eat," he uttered in Korean, lifting his spoon and bringing it close to his lips. I gazed at the spoon with unease.

"Ah, saliva..."

"Ah, yes."

The stubborn spoon playfully nudged my lips. Reluctantly, I had no choice but to open my mouth.

"You won't be able to leave until you finish every last bit, my dear."

With a gruff tone, this character meticulously attended to my meal. He was none other than the prince of darkness, the formidable villain I encountered in the novel I was reading—Kamian.

"Did you think I wouldn't eat it all even without you saying anything?"

I consumed the stew more aggressively than before. Kamian smirked, slightly delayed, and finally began his own meal.

"It's only Kamian who takes care of our livelihood, Liv. Will you not accept his affections in return?"

Liv's aunt, Debra, and her uncle, Jex, beamed with satisfaction. Debra set aside the plate with the stew and rested her chin in her hands, openly indulging in the moment.

"Stop with those dreadful words. Have I gone mad?"

Kamian swiftly finished his meal, placing the spoon forcefully on the table. Debra's eyes widened at Kamian's assertive tone.

"If only Kamian could be a little more honest..."

"How could I be any more honest than this?"

I inwardly scoffed at Kamian's words. Everyone knows that you like me, Liv, including Debra, Jex, and me. It was absurd for him to pretend it was his own perfect secret.

"It's impossible. Ah, yes."

Kamian snatched away my bowl. Apparently, he had caught me briefly lost in thought, stirring the stew with my spoon. He was a terrifying person. After spending fifteen years together, I had learned a thing or two about him. No matter what anyone says, Kamian's stubbornness cannot be changed. I sighed and reluctantly opened my mouth.