WindskyW

The only game in my life that makes me laugh: The Lands of The Lunerra... I played this game for six thousand hours in three years, and the day I thought I had done everything I could in this game, I felt a great emptiness inside me. I thought nothing in my ordinary and monotonous life could make me happier than when I played this game. But it didn't take long for me to realize that I was wrong with an e-mail I received the night I finished the game.

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Hi! Thank you to everyone who came to read this story. There are two things I want to tell you.

First of all, I first started writing this about two years ago, but I was writing in my native language, Turkish, and on a different site. But unfortunately, the website where I published the series came to the brink of collapse. While I was thinking about where to publish the series, I remembered Webnovel and here I am. So this is my first English novel and I believe I will make mistakes while translating. Please forgive me for these if you encounter some of them. I will do my best.

Second... yes, while writing this novel I was inspired by most of the novels I've read so far. Like TNE, that novel is a pure diamond for me and I don't think I will ever reach the level of that thing. So I want to say the first few chapters may feel familiar to you, but I'll do my best to smooth it out.

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The Extra of The Lunerra

The expressionless clones quickly rushed at the dwarves after I gave them the order. I ignored them, fearless because I was invisible, but in a hurry, I ran at the dwarves and rushed through them to the open door.

When I stepped out into the corridor, the sight I saw was one I had expected. On both sides, countless soldiers were pointing their weapons at the door of the archive room. Whoever came out of there would be showered with bullets.

I sighed deeply, thinking what a useful artifact the charm on my lapel had been, and was deeply disappointed when I remembered again that it was damaged.

I quickly started rushing toward our predetermined point of departure from this base, a warehouse in the area of the gate I was supposed to repair in the first place.

It was still about an hour away from the time we were supposed to meet, but I don't think it was hard for Gurdas, Durvan, and Rulhan to figure out what was going on with all the commotion.

Volume IV - Chapter 94: Leaving the Enemy Base