by melkbot
Loren Ashby spent three years building a fantasy world designed to break people. He made it brutal on purpose. The politics were vicious, the factions ruthless, and the deaths arranged for maximum impact. He was proud of the craft. It was the best thing he had ever written. Then he woke up inside it. Not as the hero. As Cael Dawnridge, a background character he used four times across five hundred chapters and never bothered to give a future. At a [G+] channel grade, the bottom of the enrolled range, he has nine months before the story he designed begins in earnest. He knows where the bodies are going to be buried because he dug the graves himself. The question is whether knowing that is enough to survive it. The Forgotten Extra.
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