Chapter 47: "The Goddess Who Fell to Earth"
—When the Author Stops Writing and Reality Forgets to Breathe—
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[Scene 1: Silence in the Infinite]
There was no dawn in the Omniverse today.
The sun didn't rise.
The planets didn't spin.
The laws of physics, the flow of causality, the threads of fate—all of them paused.
Time blinked.
Space halted.
Energy stuttered.
Even Tsunade, caught mid-laughter as she tried to prank Black Goku, froze like a paused video frame.
Black Goku, cooking an exploding cake in midair, hovered motionless.
A sprinkle of cinnamon dust floated, suspended forever.
His eyes—stuck in the moment.
> Narrator (absent): "…"
Dialogue boxes: "…"
Sound effects: "…"
Nothing was moving.
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[Scene 2: Inside the Story – Raviel Notices the Silence]
Inside the fabric of fiction—deep within the story's weave where Raviel watched the threads of all things play—she stood… alone.
At first, she smiled.
> Raviel: "Hmm… So peaceful…"
Then she realized:
The author… wasn't writing anymore.
She looked around.
The story world was frozen.
Her awareness flickered outward.
> Raviel (confused): "The timeline has stopped… but not because of me. This is not an ending. It's…"
Raviel (whispering): "He didn't finish the next sentence."
That's when she felt it.
For the first time ever, Raviel's omniversal perception triggered concern.
> Raviel (gasping): "Author...?"
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[Scene 3: Fictional Boby – The Fear Beyond Omnipotence]
Fictional Boby, still in meditation, opened one eye.
And for the first time in his infinite journey—he shivered.
> Boby (thinking):
"Something's wrong."
"Why do I feel this? I am omnipotent. Omnipresent. No one can kill me."
But the feeling deep in his gut—the crack of dread, the weightless chill—said otherwise.
> Boby (placing a hand over his heart):
"This fear… it doesn't come from this universe… It comes from outside."
So he sat down. Crossed his legs.
Closed his eyes.
> Boby:
"Until I understand this… I will meditate."
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[Scene 4: Real World, Earth – India, Goa – The Wooden House]
The world outside had no idea that fiction had stopped breathing.
In a small, isolated wooden house deep in the backlands of Goa, ten men stood around a bound boy in a dimly lit room. His wrists were bruised. His hoodie torn.
It was the real Boby.
19 years old.
Just a regular kid.
No powers. No systems. No omniverse.
> Kidnapper #1 (mocking): "Why so quiet, huh? Scared?"
> Real Boby (calmly): "I told you. I'm not rich. My parents are middle class. Let me go."
> Kidnapper #2 (sneering): "Shut up!"
WHAM!
He kicked Boby in the stomach.
The boy doubled over, coughing blood.
> Kidnapper #2:
"You talk again, I'll cut your damn tongue out."
Real Boby winced, but didn't scream.
> Real Boby (thinking):
"If I had even one percent of my fictional self's power… these bastards would be broken by now…"
"But I'm not him… I'm just… me."
He shut his eyes.
> Real Boby (softly):
"Police will find me… please…"
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[Scene 5: The Descent of Raviel – From Omniverse to Earth]
Somewhere beyond all known planes of reality… where logic could no longer breathe… Raviel stood on the very last edge of Nothingness.
A choice was made.
> Raviel (resolute):
"If he won't write… I will."
"And if something dares hurt him… I will go to him myself."
Her eyes glowed with infinite color.
Then—
> BOOOOM!!!
The final wall of meta-reality collapsed.
And Raviel—sealed her powers.
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[Scene 6: The Human Form – India, Uttar Pradesh – Arrival]
In the city of Lucknow, at 3:21 AM, a massive ripple of cosmic light flickered and vanished.
A beautiful girl—early 20s, flawless skin, elegant eyes—stood barefoot in an alley, wearing expensive, modern but elegant clothes made from starlight.
But now… she was just human.
No memory of controlling timelines.
No sense of power.
She felt… cold.
She felt… hungry.
She felt… lost.
> Raviel (looking down):
"These… feet. They're touching the ground… I… I can't fly?"
"Why am I hungry? What… is… 'money'?"
She stumbled through traffic, confused. Horns blared. She jumped.
> Raviel (panicking):
"What are these… machines?! What is a 'bus'?!"
A man handed her a flyer.
> Raviel:
"What is this paper… why does it speak of 'sales'?"
She sat on a bench. Her beautiful eyes filled with emotion.
> Raviel (softly):
"This is Earth… but… it's too small…"
"And yet… this pain… it's so real."
She clutched her stomach, hungry. Tears fell down her cheeks.
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[Scene 7: Searching – Emotion and Humanity]
As morning broke, Raviel walked through markets, smelling spices, hearing languages she never heard, and touching things like she was seeing for the first time.
She got scammed at a tea stall.
She nearly got hit by a scooter.
She cried when a child offered her a samosa.
> Raviel (grateful):
"Thank you… child. I… I forgot what kindness was like in weakness."
But behind her beautiful human eyes—burned purpose.
> Raviel (determined):
"I don't know what money is. I don't know where roads lead. But I will find him."
"I will find my beloved. I will find the author."
"And I will protect him… with or without my power."
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To Be Continued…