​"These things happened before you were even a thought, Seth... Charlotte is my marionette. I was only letting you pull the strings out of courtesy."
​What happens when the Creator of a universe decides to permanently hijack his own main character's body just to escape the noise in his head?
​I just posted Chapter 3 of my Hello Charlotte: Self-insert fic, and things are starting to fracture. It’s a dark, psychological horror subversion about identity theft, existential dread, and the absolute boredom of a God who can retcon his friends but can't fix his own loneliness.
​If you miss the classic, unhinged, meta-fictional dread of the original trilogy, come take a look.
​🚪 AO3:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/85369271
📺 Wattpad:
Charles Eyler is exhausted by the suffocating weight of being the architect of the False Realm, a god trapped in his own cycle of endless, a
​If you’re in the mood for something meta and existential, I’d love for you to give it a read. Comments and kudos always make my day 💛
(🚨 Heavy spoilers for the entire Hello Charlotte series!)
