Transmigrating to a dubious, Victorian-style fantasy world, the penniless Dorian's mind was imprinted with all the books he had read in his previous life. What else could he say? He had to start copying immediately! He casually jotted down a few jokes to test the waters, but unexpectedly… the manuscript paper glowed. This world possessed a supernatural power called "Phantom Books," and a crucial condition for their creation was the author's "experience." When *Mr. Hakimi's Jokes* was published, everyone knew the author had seen all walks of life; when *A Study in Scarlet* was published, everyone knew the author was a master of reasoning and deduction; when *The Steam Wanderer* was published, everyone knew… the world: ? When *The Three-Body Problem*, *The End of Eternity*, *Alice's Adventures in Wonderland*… were published, everyone asked, what exactly did the author experience? Many years later, when Dorian, the Director of the Royal Academy of Literature, a close comrade of Her Majesty the Queen and the Duchess of Mondford, the Poet Laureate of Britannia, and a muse, the pinnacle of human imagination, looks down upon Londinion from the Clock Tower, he will surely recall that distant afternoon when he stood drinking coffee, wearing a tie. ...Opening his eyes, Dorian finds himself still in the small, dark room, surrounded by blank manuscript papers. Disrifi: "Who told you to always write so incompletely? Now I really have to control you." Alia: "Can you be my librarian for life?" Harue Natsuki: "Eunice, Vatasi..." Lily: "Write quickly, or I'll kill you." How come this isn't quite the life of a literary giant he imagined?