Chapter 1:

1.1 Truck-kun

The Writer's Illustrator is Stuck in Cookie Cult (LN)

<Shin Dew>Bookmark here

Alright. With this, I’m done. Bookmark here

I stuck my stylus back in its holder.Bookmark here

[“Novelle, the cover art for the third volume is complete, please take a look.”]Bookmark here

I took a rough screenshot of my monitor and sent the image over via the system. You know, the kind you see in LitRPG stories? It’s not mine. I actually borrowed it from Novelle’s brother.Bookmark here

[“Thank you! Now, go check underneath your pillow. I left a little surprise for you.”]Bookmark here

Pillow?Bookmark here

[“Alright?”]Bookmark here

Turning away from the monitor, I looked towards the bunk bed. Novelle owns the top space, I own the bottom. She tucked something under my pillow? Since when?Bookmark here

She and I have been living in this 2-person dorm for a year now. Here’s a fact: Girls and boys aren’t supposed to share a room. Coincidence? I think not. She must have done something to make this happen. I’m not angry about it though. If anything, with her here, it’s been quite pleasant.Bookmark here

We’re a writer-illustrator duo. I do the art for her story, and she does the writing. We compliment each other. Not to mention, Novelle is a crazy good writer. Her works get thousands of reads each chapter, if you can believe it.Bookmark here

I’m her current full time illustrator, which means her fans also pour over to my profile. My SNS exploded during the first launch of her second web novel series, which I did the illustrations for. I’m fortunate to have met someone as talented as her.Bookmark here

She, a writer, I, an illustrator. We’re like bread and butter, and our future is pretty much set. Bookmark here

I got up from my chair and walked over to the bunk bed, but not before I took a peek at her laptop. The cursor was blinking, words strewn on the page, it had been left like that for a good half-an-hour now. She’s the kind of person who hates the auto sleep mode of her device so she turned it off.Bookmark here

<Cookie Cult>, her latest project. She's currently serializing her 2nd volume. It has all the ingredients needed for a good story. Complex world building, deep character backstories. I’ll admit, even I’m a fan of her work.Bookmark here

Leaving her desk, I came to my bed and pulled up the pillow.Bookmark here

It was a letter.Bookmark here

“Really?” Bookmark here

I turned it over and examined it. Nothing out of the ordinary, she even sprayed some perfume on it.Bookmark here

I carefully opened the flap and took out the content. A piece of paper. Bookmark here

‘I love you.’Bookmark here

I felt time stop for a moment. My heart didn’t fail me though.Bookmark here

“Well.. it’s about time,” I sighed.Bookmark here

I think we’ve been aware of each other’s feelings a long time ago. To think she’d actually confess. Bookmark here

It’s a lie to say I wasn’t elated. Though, I feel that I should’ve been the one to initiate it.Bookmark here

No point fretting, I can’t turn back time. I’ll make up for it by telling her in person then. Bookmark here

I folded the paper, tucked it back into the envelope. After returning it under the pillow, I went to take my coat.Bookmark here

Novelle went to the nearby convenience store to buy some groceries for dinner. I’ll go meet her at the intersection.Bookmark here

I took the elevator down. Bookmark here

The cold air of winter assailed my face as soon as I stepped out of the lobby. I tugged at my jacket, placing both hands inside the side pockets.Bookmark here

The convenience store should be..Bookmark here

I had to walk a couple blocks down the street. I saw a few couples holding hands along the way.Bookmark here

I’m feeling love in the air. Funny, no. I’m serious. I can’t wait to meet her. Bookmark here

The blinking traffic lights, passing cars, the evening city skyline. Everything felt vivid and vibrant. Blood was getting to my head. Calm down.Bookmark here

Achoo. Bookmark here

It’s cold. Bookmark here

I finally reached the zebra crossing. There across this street was the grocery store. The green man came on, playing a chunky walking animation as ringing sounds echoed.Bookmark here

I raised my head and saw Novelle waving over at the other side. Her black hair bounced and shimmered under the city lights, one arm holding onto a paper bag.Bookmark here

Bystanders zoned out of my focus as they walked ahead. I smiled ever so slightly. Bookmark here

She came running. I took a few steps backwards in preparation to receive her glomp.Bookmark here

Then.Bookmark here

A light flashed.Bookmark here

I heard the blare of a horn.Bookmark here

The shouts of the onlookers.Bookmark here

The impact of a crash, the shattering of glass.Bookmark here

I saw blood pour over asphalt.Bookmark here

I fell to my knees.Bookmark here

My vision blurred. Bookmark here

And everything went to black.Bookmark here

“The last thing I remember was.. Novelle’s corpse,”Bookmark here

On a park bench, I watched as the night clouds drift across the abysmal sky; The city skyline different from what I remembered. Twilight ending in the distant horizon. The only source of light was the orange street lamp just above us. Bookmark here

I turned to hir– Pu’er Julis.Bookmark here

Snow white hair, golden eyes. This cute 15 year old elf with brows arch inwards was glaring at me.Bookmark here

“You’re lying..”Bookmark here

“I’m not. And you’re not Novelle.” Bookmark here

The word <Novelle> is what you could call a <true name>. Since Pu’er didn’t react to that, xe’s probably not the person I’m looking for.Bookmark here

“Since when.. you..”Bookmark here

“I’m not lying. That’s actually what happened.”Bookmark here

“I don’t believe you.. you take back those words. Or should I punch some sense into you?”Bookmark here

“You can try, but I doubt you can achieve anything by doing so.” Bookmark here

There’s a very good reason why I’m doing this. It’s selfish, I know, but finding Novelle is a priority here. Hirs existence will only interfere with my life.Bookmark here

I gave hir a side-glance, and saw hir staring at me in silence. Bookmark here

I should go in with the finisher.Bookmark here

“That’s that. I came to break up.”Bookmark here

“You came to what?!”Bookmark here

I got up. If there were spectators, this would’ve looked like two middle school kids breaking up with each other. Bookmark here

“W-W-What nonsense! You.. you get back here I’m not done with you!” Bookmark here

Xe shouted. Bookmark here

“You promised me in our last life!! Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten!!” Bookmark here

I stopped.Bookmark here

“I remember.”Bookmark here

I don’t. Bookmark here

“But this isn’t me. We’ll never absolutely resolve this war. That’s why it’s a worthless cause. And I know you well enough to know that you won’t give in. And that’s why, this is goodbye.”Bookmark here

I have no memories of his past life in this world. But what I do know is:Bookmark here

I’m a demon.Bookmark here

She, Xe’s an angel.Bookmark here

Two existences that aren’t supposed to be together, working towards a common goal.Bookmark here

And worst of all.Bookmark here

“You liar..”Bookmark here

Hirs loyalty towards Avner Cross is like cyanide.Bookmark here

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dotturndot: No, hir and xe isn’t a mistake. Let me tell you, I’ve had to invent words for this series :D .Putting that aside, this will my 6th series. My previous series is still ongoing, but it’ll come to an end soon (has already ended for my patrons).13 volumes, 300+ chapters (excluding chapter counts for extra volumes). That story is a bust. Bookmark here

Anyways, I intend to make up for my mistakes and create better work. This time, with a focus on reader experience (since I have a knack for writing now, time to practice marketing and selling!). This series can be called: The Writer’s Illustrator is stuck in Cookie Cult, Writer’s Illustrator in Cookie Cult, Cookie Cult, or WI’CC. Bookmark here

It’s for you. Not all of you, some of you. Please continue a couple chapters, and if you’re the one, I hope you will join me on this adventure together! And for those who came from MDQ, the stories coincide somewhat. LORE!! Bookmark here

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