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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

*(A/N: When I was going through the chapters, I realized that I had mistakenly skipped chapter 457 and instead published two chapters which were 458. I have now corrected this... if you are one of those who are stuck with the problem in chapter 457, you can read it now. If you didn't encounter this problem, you can continue.)*

--Volume VII: Light Born from Darkness--

Dark corridors stretched before me, and I had to choose one quickly.

I clicked my tongue and chose the leftmost one.

I passed between metal walls, who knows how many meters underground, where red lights flickered on and off constantly.

The only problem wasn't my environment or the fact that I was stuck here, though.

Every breath I took burned my throat because of the gases released.

My legs, already weak on their own, were aching from running.

Volume VII - Prologue