The final chapter of my world

 The Beginning The Argus Academy hall was crowded. Students dressed in robes of different colors stood in front of a stage decorated with magical spheres. The Rector stood in the center, his voice echoing through the hall: - Today is a momentous day! You are the future defenders of our world! Bais stood among the crowd, feeling slightly dizzy. Everything was so familiar, as if he had experienced this moment before. But that was impossible... After all, this world was just his creation. His story. His words. "I wrote this," Bais thought, looking at the people around him. Every face, every detail of the interior he knew to the smallest detail. His fingers involuntarily touched his chest, where his heart beat beneath his robe. A real heart. The ceremony was coming to an end, and Bais felt scraps from his short story begin to surface in his mind. "It was the finale. I wrote how the academy would be the last line of defense against the destruction of the world." But he didn't have time to think about why he himself was here. After the ceremony, he headed to his room. A narrow hallway, a wooden door with a number engraved on it. Bice opened it and stepped inside. At that moment, he had a strange feeling as if someone was watching him. Closing the door, he fell tiredly onto the bed. The silence of the room was almost frightening until the air in front of him shook like the surface of water. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Welcome, Author. - What - Bice sat up, staring dumbfounded at the writing in front of him. The words began to change: [You have completed writing your story. It is now your job to protect it.] Questions swirled in his head. "Protect it? From what? It's my story, it's finished!" But at that moment, the walls of the room began to shake. There was a loud scream from outside, followed by the sound of destruction. Bais jumped up and looked out the window. On the horizon, he saw figures hidden in a thick black fog. The monsters that were supposed to be defeated in the finale of his book were reappearing. [Threat level: critical. Begin final chapter.] The system continued: [Your power: knowledge of the world and its secrets.] [Your allies: those you created.] - Those I created... - Bais repeated the words of the system. His gaze fell to the table where the book lay. The same one with the last chapter he had written before his death. Opening it, he saw lines he didn't remember: "The author always knows how to fix his world. The only question is, is he willing to become part of his own story?" Outside, the screams grew louder, and Bais realized that his ordeal was just beginning. - If I wrote this world, then I can save it," he said, clutching the book. - This isn't the end. This is the beginning. He took a step toward the door, ready to fight the monsters and find out why his story continued like this. Prologue