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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

This question had shaken the remaining supports holding Faelan Aroniel together. So, there was nothing left for me to do but wait. That's why I left the room without saying anything to him. And he didn't stop me.

I was going to go back to my room and wait for the fruits of the chaos I had created.

I didn't do simply nothing, though.

Even though everyone else thought I was doing so... there was one specific thing I was doing.

And that was gathering information. Gathering information from my room, from where I was sitting. To find out what was happening, to have an idea of how the situation was progressing.

The answer is quite simple, actually.

Spirits who show an abnormal interest in the prince, who are willing to do anything for him.

And for the same reason, they agreed to work with me.

"King Faelan told the queen everything!"

Volume VI - Chapter 86: The Choice of The Aroniels