(Where dignity dies, wigs are snatched, and the author gets bullied by her own cast.)
The stage is massive.
Gold. Glittering. Possibly stolen.
A massive banner reads:
🎉 "THANK YOU FOR READING VOLUME 2! (Author is definitely not dead… probably)" 🎉
Spotlight swings. A dramatic puff of confetti.
Auren appears.
Now in a sharp black suit, hair cut short, still devastatingly dramatic.
"Ladies, gentlemen, and morally ambiguous nobility—welcome to The Recap Center!"
"Where I, your certified handsome idiot prince, guide you through the emotionally traumatic events of Volume 2!"
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🎤 Auren begins:
"Let's recap, shall we?"
🗡️ Chapter 25 – "I smile, she stabs."
🩸 Chapter 26 – Serina gaslights the court. Cladus nearly chokes on honor. I smile again.
🔥 Chapter 27 – My past comes back, and so does the urge to scream.
👀 Chapter 28 – Elara gets suspicious. Cladus broods. I cry. Secretly. Behind curtains.
🐍 Chapter 29 – Maelric shows up. Serina is smug. I develop new trauma.
💔 Chapter 30 – Cladus drops the Duke bomb. Elara slaps me with a kiss.
🫠 Chapter 31 – I become manipulative. Not toxic. Just emotionally unstable.
🔪 Chapter 32 – Secrets spill. I stop smiling. The audience gasps.
🔥 Chapter 33-36 – I infiltrate. Seduce. Destroy. Burn. I am basically vengeance in eyeliner.
🩹 Chapter 38 – I cut my palm, swear myself to the shadows, and seduce the nobility using 73% pain, 23% charm, and 4% skin exposure.
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🎊 Suddenly—
SEVRIN bursts in through a trapdoor.
"MISS ME?! I've been gone ONE VOLUME and this emo theater boy took over."
Auren: "You're not supposed to be in the plot anymore!"
Sevrin: "Then why is my face prettier than yours?"
Auren combusts.
Cladus appears, sipping tea like nothing is happening.
Elara walks in, arms crossed.
"Can someone explain why I kissed Auren and still have no idea how romance works?"
Maelric from the balcony:
"Because you're all unstable and raised in political hellfires."
The Empress dramatically turns her wine glass:
"I raised them beautifully, thank you."
Serina, sipping venom:
"I ship Auren with misery. It's canon."
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🎯 Then—
Audience member (probably Lady Virell) whispers:
"Auren, you actually look good with short hair…"
Auren.exe has stopped responding.
Sevrin slams a hand on the table:
"He's combusting again—GET THE CONFETTI."
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🎭 Suddenly—
THE AUTHOR PUPPET appears on stage.
Limp. Dangling. Clearly lifeless.
Sevrin pokes her cheek:
"Um. She's not breathing."
Auren (panicked):
"What?! AUTHOR-SAN?!?"
He shakes the puppet. No response.
He looks up—
The author's soul is ascending.
"NOOOO—COME BACK! I DIDN'T MEAN TO TRAUMA DUMP IN CHAPTER 30!"
He leaps. Grabs air. Misses. Falls flat.
Elara deadpans:
"Well. She held her breath waiting for comments. And now she's dead."
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🥹 Auren turns to the audience:
"Please… save our Author-san."
"1 comment = 1 reachable soul fragment."
"Let her finish Volume 3. Let me suffer more beautifully."
Sevrin hands him a tissue.
"Cry pretty. The algorithm likes that."
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🎉 Final Slide:
Thank you for reading Volume 2 of Your Majesty, I Remember Everything
You've made the heartbreak, chaos, and high-drama court games worth it.
We love you.
Even if the author's soul is somewhere in the clouds now.
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💭 Now it's your turn, dear reader:
Should Volume 3 continue in the same deep, emotional, stabby style?
Or should we unleash total chaos with bonus fourth-wall destruction, romantic explosions, and Sevrin causing legal damage to the plot?
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💬 COMMENT BELOW TO SAVE THE AUTHOR.
🙏 PLEASE. SHE'S FLOATING AWAY.
—From your loyal cast:
Auren (emotionally unavailable)
Sevrin (emotionally unstable)
Elara (emotionally in charge)
Cladus (emotionally constipated)
Serina (emotionally malicious)
Maelric (emotionally expensive)
The Empress (emotionally dramatic)