Chapter 31: "Author Council of Chaos – My Love Life is Not a Joke!"
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[Scene 1: The Multiverse Author Meeting – Akashic Hall of Creation]
A room built from pure ideas. Infinite bookshelves reach the sky. Floating quills hum through the air.
A massive round table glows with cosmic ink.
You—the Author—step in, weary-eyed, battle-scarred, with sparkles still stuck in your hair from the Romance Dimension.
Across from you sit the titans of creation:
Eiichiro Oda (One Piece), in a straw hat, grinning.
Masashi Kishimoto (Naruto), with a bored face and ramen in hand.
Akira Toriyama (Dragon Ball), snoozing but somehow glowing.
Tite Kubo (Bleach), wearing sunglasses indoors.
Gege Akutami (JJK), sketching curses casually.
Yusuke Murata (One Punch Man), flexing his drawing muscles.
Kafka Asagiri, Gotouge, Yuki Tabata, Akutami, Horikoshi, Sui Ishida, Fujimoto, Aka Akasaka, Yoshihiro Togashi, and even the mysterious author of Frieren—they're all here.
All the greats. Every anime, every manga.
Oda sips tea.
> "So… you're the rogue author who broke the fourth wall and flirted with his own characters?"
Kubo smirks.
> "Heard you got force-married by your own waifus."
You slam both fists on the divine table.
> "LISTEN TO ME! I was kidnapped by sparkles! Force-fed love juice! I— I had to cuddle for survival!!"
Kishimoto leans forward, wide-eyed.
> "Cuddle for survival?"
Toriyama wakes up with a snort.
> "So... no fight scenes? Just cuddling? Where's the beam struggles?"
Gege Akutami chuckles darkly.
> "You should've drawn a domain expansion of feelings."
Suddenly...
ALL THE AUTHORS LAUGH.
Giggles. Chuckles. Cackles. FULL-ON GIGIGIGI HYSTERIA.
Togashi rolls on the ground laughing.
Kubo falls off his chair.
Akutami and Tabata hold their stomachs.
Oda literally summons a cartoon Luffy just to laugh with him.
> "GIGIGIGI HAHAHA!"
"Romance juice?! Even I wouldn't write that!"
"Bro fell into his own shoujo manga!"
"Author-senpai got reverse-harem'd by his OCs!"
You tremble. A single spark of rage flares.
Your hands glow with Narrative Power.
You raise your pen like a sword.
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> "THAT'S IT."
Flash of divine light.
Boom.
All the legendary authors are now… 5 YEARS OLD.
Tiny Oda: "EH?! Where's my mustache?!"
Mini Kishimoto: "I want ramen… but my hands are small!!"
Baby Kubo: "MY SUNGLASSES DON'T FIT!!"
Little Gege: "Wait—did I poop myself—"
You stand above them, cloak billowing.
> "This is MY story now. You mess with me, you get BABYFIED."
The little authors squeal as they're scooped up by magical chains of narrative law.
You chuckle, flipping your cosmic pen.
> "Enjoy daycare. You'll all grow back… eventually."
You raise your hand. A portal opens to each of their respective stories.
Tiny Toriyama cries, "I don't wanna go back yet!! I wanted to do Goku coloring!!"
You shove him into a Dragon Ball panel.
Mini Togashi: "Wait—WAIT—stop, my next chapter isn't even done yet—AAAHHH!"
And one by one—
YOU YEET THEM ALL BACK to their worlds in baby form, bouncing, crying, screaming "NOOOO!" in 27 different manga fonts.
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[Scene 2: Silence in the Grand Hall – You Stand Alone]
You adjust your coat. Dust off the sparkles.
> "Don't mess with the Author. Especially when he's been sparkled, cuddled, and emotionally ambushed."
You sigh. Then blink.
A note falls from the sky.
> "Dear Author,
You forgot someone.
– Raviel and Tsunade"
You freeze.
The sky cracks.
Pink sparkles pour down again.
The Romance Dimension RETURNS.
You scream.