Book of Fate

Alexa got home without really noticing the photos on the electricity pole, so she went home safely without worrying if she ever saw it. But when she lowered her groceries in the kitchen, she felt incomprehensible. “Why do I feel weird now? I feel like something would happen to me but I don’t know what,” she said, wondering, so she just erased it from her mind and fixed the groceries she bought.

Meanwhile, at Victor’s house, he was just looking out the window and seemed to be deep in thought. Lucas noticed this, so he leaned over his grandfather and asked, “Grandpa, are you okay?”

He turned to him and smiled slightly. “Yes, why?”

“I noticed because it looks like you’re looking away.”

He sighed and looked out the window again. “The book of destiny, until now we didn’t know where and where it went.”

His face was sad. “I’m sorry again, grandpa,” he said softly.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

It grabbed his head and messed up his hair a little. “Don’t worry, Grandpa isn’t mad at you anymore, but next time take a good look at the things you’re holding so we don’t end up in this situation again. Is it clear?” He nodded but asked again about the book. “I just have a question, Grandpa. What happens when you write in the book?”

Victor looked up and looked at the clouds in the sky. “What I’m writing in the book is destined to really happen to anyone, a fairy, a vampire, a werewolf, or even a human being, as long as the mysterious creature that has come here has given a statement. You saw him in the past few days, but only in pure light. He knows everything that can happen in the future, even to those who are destined. I will write it like a story in a book, but it really happens to them. There is a word or event in the book that takes place for whoever the characters are in the book. But that doesn’t mean I’m in control of their lives. What I write in the book is the only thing that can happen between two people, but for the life of the people they themselves. I have no control over it because they do it for themselves.”

“But why do you have to write down what should happen to them, grandfather?” he innocently asked.

“Because it is not possible all the time, the superior is mixed with man, so he made a magical book and in it he wrote everything, and every time it disappears, every word in the book takes place. And I am the chosen guardian of the sacred book that It’s as if I’m the only author of the book, because as a writer, it doesn’t come from me what happens to the people in the book. I don’t dictate everything. In other words, I’m the hand and he’s the brain. Did you understand? ”

“Yes.”

Victor saw that two birds were perched on the tree outside the window. “So I really needed to find out who got it because of a word I didn’t finish and it might lead to bad events.” “You didn’t finish your story?”

“Yes, and I feel like I need to finish it.” And he turned his gaze again to the two birds.

Lucas just let his grandfather go. He thought of helping his grandfather when he was not at school. He would go to church in case the person who got the book went there again.

Meanwhile, Alexa is tidying up her drawer that has been cluttered for a long time without being cleaned; her old things from high school are still there. She saw an old English notebook of hers. She picked it up and opened it, but a folded piece of paper fell off. She opened it and saw what it read, “Mushroom?” She said in astonishment, but at the top of the paper there was a word that was intentionally erased. The exact word was written in black ink, and the excessive thickness of the ink could no longer be read. She just pinned it back to the notebook and put it back in the drawer.

The paper that Alexa saw was Jack’s; he pinned the paper to Alexa’s notebook then.

They were already in the classroom and listening to their teacher, except for one, Jack. Earlier it was writing on a paper and several times crumpled, and took another one and wrote even though they had class.”Okay class dismissed,” their teacher suddenly said.

Other students have put away their notebooks except for Alexa, who is still on top of her desk.

Lexie approached Alexa. “Come on, let’s eat. I’m starving,” she asked Alexa.

“All right, I’ll just fix this for a moment.” Alexa was about to put her notebook back in the bag when Lexie stopped her.

“I’m really hungry. You can fix it later. It won’t go away.”

“Okay.” At the same time, Alexa put the notebook down on the desk again, and at the same time, they walked away from Lexie.

Jack’s gaze followed it, and his gaze shifted to Alexa’s notebook and the paper he was holding that was now folded. He simply pinned it to the notebook at the back of its pages. Graduation was also approaching when Jack did it.

“Then I’ll just say the word. I put too much ink on it in graduation,” he said and left the classroom.

That’s why Alexa didn’t see the paper right away because it was close to graduation when Jack did that, and she didn’t even use a notebook to write before because everyone was busy rehearsing what they were going to sing and marching for graduation. But the word that Jack deleted was not even said to Alexa on graduation day, so the word that was deleted will only be revealed if the two meet again.

But the mushroom written on the paper, he really meant not to erase, because by the time Alexa read it, she already knew who wrote on the paper tucked into her notebook, if not Jack. Because Alexa always called Jack a mushroom whenever it appeared without Alexa feeling it. So he just made that word seem special so that if Alexa could read what was written on the paper, she would remember Jack.

But during the time it was stuck in Alexa’s notebook, Jack’s memory of her seemed to have been swept away by time because she didn’t know that Jack was the mushroom in the paper she was reading.