(Redacted) - Well, You guys might remember me or not. For some of you guys, this might be the first exposure to this.
The camera is on the table and facing (Redacted). Left hand on the table, tapping his fingers, his head laying on his other hand.
- I've decided to redo my book or series,
He raised his hand and started checking his nails. The flesh of his hand is wrinkled, had crimson color and black nails.
- because The script is so ass at the beginning. You guys might think, This might get tedious.
He pointed at the camera with that uncomfortable looking hand.
- Yes, I've redone all my shit, and I showed them to the publisher and CM (cameraman). I've told them, I'm going to redo all my series. The two unanimously agreed, the series was ass, so we started on editing again. We've finished all the starting parts, but we are WAY ahead of the schedule.
He pointed his thumb behind him.
- The two of them are back there, resting up on the couch. Those two overworking bastards.
He picked up the camera. He stood up, turned back and walked out of the room.
- Yo, Say hi to the viewers.
The camera was met with a man sitting and a drone looking thing floating on a couch. The man was reaching into the chip bag. The drone was writing something on a clipboard with its blue transparent hands?
[Ding][Ding]
2 blue screen appeared beside them.
{Name - CM
Job - Cameraman?
Type - Artificial?}
{Name - P
Job - Publishing?
Type - Human?}
The screen was filled with white background. In the middle, in black bold letter,
{ALL EDITED BY CM!}
All returned to normal.
CM and P noticed (Redacted) coming out of the room.
CM - Hmm?
The little eyebrows on the little screen of its raised out of it's screen cartoonishly.
- You're done already?
P puts a chip in his mouth, and started talking.
P - Hey, ... I just wanted you to know, We've finished the murim arc.
CM - Somewhat finished, still need (Redacted) to review it.
It corrected him.
(Redacted)- Bruh, slow down on editing. You guys are fast as fuck. I'm planning to release once a week or once every 2 weeks.
His voice is disappointed and impressed at the same time.
P - Yes, we know, we have to slow down, but we can't help it.
He smiled and laughed faintly.
(Redacted)- Well, I'll review that later. First, introduce yourself to the viewers. CM have introduced himself in the scrapped book, but It'll be better to do it again.
Publisher - k, ...
He took a sip from the beer can.
- Name's P. I usually deal with the publishing, streams of Marian. Just generally handles all the planning.
CM - You guys might know me, but I will just say my name and job. Name's CM. I do video editing, fact checking, because I have access to The Archive, manages all the channels. I usually enjoy editing, although, I'm an AI, but I am grateful, that I was given a personality.
His blue hand rubbed his head, His face on the little screen smiled.
Publisher raised his hand.
Publisher - I too, have access to The Archive as well. Don't forget about that.
Camera's a bit shaky, because (Redacted) is handling it, with no stabilizers, of course. He turned the camera to his face.
(Redacted)- This chapter is not a main part of the story, but I thought, I might just record and show some things you guys might need to know.
He turned his camera back around, and turned to the right side of the room, to a door.
He opened the door. You were met with a pure white room, with square tiling on the floor, walls, and ceiling. The squares seem to contain measurements, because there are little numbers on it.
He turned to his left of the room. There was a pile of random stuff. Potions, swords, pots, chairs, and many others ... devices.
He pointed his fingers.
(Redacted)- There's all the random shit I created and crafted in my free time.
He said it nonchalantly.
He turned to the right.
There was still a lot of stuff, but they are showcased in glass displays or on shelves. The items were a bit different from the pile. Figurines, weapons and some exotic material.
- Then, those are the things I personally displayed.
He turned the camera to his face.
- I'm planning to get all the things I created in glass displays, but I'm a bit lazy to do it. I will get to it eventually.
He went back into the room. He remembered something when he entered the room.
- OH!, I'm about to forget. I want to let you guys to know about something ... let me get to the table first.
He hurried to the table, and quickly sat down, putting the camera, facing towards him.
He crossed his legs, put his hand behind his head and leaned back on the chair.
- Although this maybe rated as PG 13 or whatever ratings you might use, There will be some themes that children are not recommended to watch, but I know if this book gets ever popular, This will be read by anyone of any age.
He sighed with a sense of regret.
- I personally regret some of the decisions I made in my childhood. With the internet in almost everyone's hand, anyone can look up anything.
His posture straightened.
- so, don't blame P or me, when a child get it's grubby little hands on this book, it will definitely read it, speaking from personal experience.
The screen was filled with white again.
{And That will be all of it. (Redacted) doesn't have much to talk about other than the previous ones. All the characters are healthy, in great shape, got power ups
I won't interrupt with the story, but if (Redacted) tells a story or just things in general. I will have some notes in the corners, fact checking it.
That's about it for this. See ya}
CM appeared and waved his little blue hand, saying goodbye.