I stretched my back as i lounged on my seat, my laptop in front of me. I looked over my latest draft, shifting over the tabs adding meager and minor details on each file of every character, then i went back on planning a new one.

It was going to be me or at least, based on my personality and appearance, a self-insert of some-sort in a world made from my own imagination.

I flashed a grin at the thought, my own self in a fantasy world, i could give myself powers unimaginable by all, impregnable defenses unmarred by any, a harem contrived from every imagined character i’ve brought to life through my writing.

On the contrary, i won’t do that, that would make the story boring, and probably garner a lot of hate from whomever reader that read it.

But hey, that character- my character is just someone on the sidelines, probably won’t even garner enough attention to actually affect this tragic and dark story. So what would he do? What would ‘I’ do if me- a twenty something guy would hope to accomplish, in a word revolving in magic, in a world filled with tragic happenings?

That’s an interesting question ain't it?

I thought it over. The Black-barrow Saga, the Universe held within it. How could i make a character based on me if he didn’t experience the same things as i did in real life? It wouldn’t be ‘ME’ if i did that...i think, so why don’t i make him more interesting?

A man with memories of another world- my memories of this world along with the knowledge that i possess as the creator of the said Universe- he would be powerful, incredibly so so what would he do with that said knowledge?

As a wise man had said, “Knowledge, if applied properly, is power”, once again, we're back to Overpowered characters being boring. So let’s make him normal, peasant level in capabilities in anything but what i know now. Yes, that would be proper.

Average magical affinity, Average looks- scratch that, let’s make him above average in looks, probably a 7 bordering 8 on the scale of 10. Physical attributes; six-feet tall, muscled but chubby. So no abs but heavily built.

so what would be his occupation in the land of swords and sorcery?

A soldier maybe? same as i had been in real life- he would have fit properly with that excuse though instead of using guns he would have instead practiced using the sword. The last detail then fell into place.

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I typed it through, his past, his parentage and blood-line. He would be the head of an old ancient noble family- the last of his line, something not true IRL but give me a break, this is a character based on me, let me give him some leeway.

But then, as i pondered. This isn’t me, this is just a guy with my selfish- sometimes selfless, chauvinistic personality. I stopped typing, that wasn’t right i frowned. I’m being self-centered. I thought, let’s make this ME as i said before.

I opened a new world file and started a scenario; title first then the start,Gerod Willow, rummaging through his family’s paraphernalia. And then the opening paragraphs.

The room is brimmed with old and dull swords; aesthetically pleasing but practically useless, same with the multitude of armors, all useless aside for it’s design.

Gerod searched, and scoured, combing through the abundance of items.

He took stock of everything until he came upon a glowing pearl stored inside a jewel box. Gerod new what it was as his eyes rested on it; it is the paramount and most significant item in his Family’s treasury, the ‘Magic Pearl’. I chuckled at the simple name, keeping it as it is for the moment.

Gerod as i wrote, didn’t know what the pearl could do nor did his family but they did however knew that it is an artifact of unimaginable power; the sheer amount of Mana it contained inside it is mind numbing even to most mages. Now, falling into hard times, Gerod had considered put it into auction; he would probably earn just enough to continue living luxuriously until the end of his life, Gerod fantasized.

I reviewed the paragraph, each sentence and corrected some mistakes. The concluding event is too far fetched for my taste. Decidingly, i considered this project as an offshoot of the original, a side-story per say for my own satisfaction instead of a part of it. I was having too much fun writing it.

But then as he touched the ominous black pearl, he felt his soul shudder- weirdly, i felt i too somehow. I wrote it off as a play of my mind and continued.