Hey.
Sorry if you're part of the 5% of my readers that might actually care enough to be sad seeing that this isn't an actual chapter.
Turns out I'm still alive, and somehow still working on this unholy brainchild I spawned after a one-sided conversation with my instant noodles.
I'm rewriting this poor excuse of a webnovel. Decided to write this notice since I have nothing better to do in life and have no clear reason of existence, pursuing something that I will have no future in after I decided to do something more productive then question the meaning of life.
But I've got a lot planned.
It's taking time, mostly because I'm as motivated as a discombobulated balloon in a half empty swimming pool, but trust me. It's happening. After some spirited debates with my sleep paralysis demon, I've locked in:
-Actual lore (like, real lore)
-Worldbuilding that doesn't contradict itself every five sentences
-Character arcs that go somewhere
-Eldritch madness
-Trauma (so much trauma)
-And yes, the reason Crazy can't die even when he really wants to.
Also featuring: gods being used as fuel, the tragic beauty of the Blighted Apostles, an extinction war, planetary exile, cursed immortality, dying fantasy realms, and other lighthearted and simple topics.
The rewrite might go under a new title, something like "LAW//ERROR" or "Crowned in Madness", because this version might actually be worth naming properly. So look out for that.
Updates will appear when they appear.
To the handful of people who read this mess and thought, "yeah, this slaps," ...thank you. You have questionable taste, and I love you for it.
See you soon.
— tired1of2life3