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<p> <em> There seems to be a problem with my dumbass friends leaving baseless 5-star reviews on my story. Rest assured, I'm working on having those retracted. </em> </p> <p> "Learning how to ride a bike hardly compares to burning monsters to a crisp by throwing concentrated spheres of magical fire at them. Wouldn't you agree?" </p> <p> Everyone breaks away from their mundane daily life in one way or another. Our protagonist, being no different, often escaped the harsh reality by writing stories about adventures in an alternate world of swords and magic. Though he recognized the difference between reality and fantasy, he could've never imagined what would happen, when the line between the two blurred as lightning struck down from the skies, and his escapism fantasy became all too real... </p> <p> After he came to, he would soon learn that things aren't quite as he remembered them to be. The world he wrote of had become but a shadow of its former self. What on earth has happened to his dearest creation? </p> <p> </p> <p> —————————— </p> <p> </p> <p> <em> A wise minotaur without a name once said, "Write your own damn Iseka– I mean, LitRPG!" and so this story came to be. I have never written a story before in my life and now I'm doing so in a language I don't natively speak! The author is a man of many questionable qualities, including, but certainly not limited to, laziness, a dull sense of humor, an insatiable thirst and general incompetence. These qualities may or may not be reflected in the story, the world and the characters. Please proceed with caution. </em> </p> <p> <em> With the necessities out of the way, both constructive criticism and other suggestions are very much welcome, and I'll do my best to take them into account when writing future chapters. </em> </p>
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