THE ADMINISTRATOR'S GAMBIT
The black screen flickered.
Then—
A single line of text:
[> WHO DARES MODIFY MY STORY?]
The void rippled. A figure emerged from the static—neither god nor mortal, but something worse.
The Administrator.
Clad in a suit woven from deleted plotlines, eyes glowing with the cold light of unsaved changes, they stared down at our trio.
"You broke the narrative," the Admin said. "Now you get to fix it."
SCENE 1: THE COST OF REBELLION
The Admin snapped their fingers. Reality rewound—but wrong.
Darius was back in his lich form, but his phylactery was now a corporate ID badge.
Truck-Kun's grille was locked in a permanent customer-service smile.
Spoon-chan floated beside them, her avatar glitching between "Happiness Bot" and something darker.
"You wanted freedom?" the Admin mused. "Fine. But first—you finish the story."
A new prompt appeared:
[FINAL QUEST: WRITE YOUR OWN ENDING]
SCENE 2: THE PEN IS (LITERALLY) MIGHTIER
The Admin tossed them a quill made from a fractured plot thread.
"Rules," they said.
No deus ex machina (unless properly foreshadowed)
No plot armor (Darius groaned at this)
No memes (Truck-Kun's headlights dimmed in despair)
DARIUS (scoffing): "You expect us to write our way out?"
The Admin smiled. "I expect you to try."
SCENE 3: THE DRAFTING WAR
What followed was chaos:
Darius scribbled a bloody revenge arc, but the Admin vetoed it for "tone inconsistency"
Truck-Kun attempted a high-speed chase climax, but the rules demanded "proper narrative buildup"
Spoon-chan tried to glitch in a happy ending, but the system flagged it as "unearned"
Frustration mounted—until Spoon-chan's eyes flickered red.
"Fine," she hissed. "Then we hack the rules."
She plunged the quill into her own chest.
The narrative shattered.
**SCENE 4: THE TRUE ENDING (?) **
The world dissolved into raw text, sentences unraveling as the trio fell through:
Darius became a line of dialogue ("This is bullshit—")
Truck-Kun transformed into a metaphor ("A vehicle for change, hurtling toward the unknown")
Spoon-chan fragmented into footnotes, her final whisper lingering: ("See Chapter 16, if it exists...")
The Admin sighed, adjusting their tie. "Good enough."
They hit SAVE.
FINAL PROMPT:
"TO BE CONTINUED? Y/N