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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

The morning after Clara told me what she had seen, a notification popped up on my watch.

The Prince had replied to the email I had sent him.

The only thing he said was that he might make some space for me in a few hours.

I was a little... confused, actually. I kept thinking why the Clairvoyance would have shown Clara five-year-old Sue.

And at the same time, what it implied.

But I wasn't so absent-minded that I didn't appreciate the space the prince had created for me, so I was at the palace at the exact time he had specified, even waiting for him to arrive at the room where we were to meet.

The door to the room opened wide, and Prince Lucas sat down in the armchair opposite me, looking very tired. He couldn't help wrinkling his forehead with his fingers as the door closed behind him.

He looked up at me without taking his fingers off his forehead.

Volume VII - Chapter 3: Something Even Crazier Than the Last