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 rest of the dinner, like the beginning, was very quiet. There was not much conversation, no celebration. It was just... a quiet, peaceful, and pleasant dinner. The conversations were normal and there was no trouble at all.

So it didn't take long for the end to come.

Back in our rooms, we were no longer simply 'waiting' but making preparations to leave. Things were being packed, the jet was being prepared to fly to Cevilian.

The Eshaware adventure, at least this one, was over. We had everything we wanted and we were going home.

And so, the hours passed. The preparations were finally over. The news came that the jet was ready for takeoff.

And with that information came another one...

Just like the person who accompanied us when we first came here, someone would accompany us when we left.

Volume VI - Chapter 91: A Forgotten Memory