A chapter without the letter "N" or why this chapter will defintely be the greatest one yet...that was a joke. What would you expect? Subtitle: An ode to Eking_James for 1 powerstone

Hello people, this chapter might be a tad bit special compared to the usual stuff. Yes, this time the letter which came after "m" would rarely be used. From the climax to the last act─this letter of the alphabet was dead to me. Matter of fact, its usage would still be zero at the time it closed.

Some might claim that such a story must be lame but why should it be that? You were aware that the fate of the world was still at stake, right... after all, the show was so awesome that people shall talk about it forever, eh?

Of course, as per usual that's a big, fat lie. Readers were mythical creatures, items from myths, which did exist... located amidst your grey cells.

Or less verbosely said they were a total scam for poor writers to mass-produce bad stories till they die. THOSE who claim otherwise were the bad guys. Evil people, with evil ideas as they did evil deeds.

Totally evil dudes.

Yet, life was short─so was the lifetime of those special "readers" that dropped my story. Prepare to meet my fist you maggots. It was due to you guys that I had to deal with this weird request.

Who would go out of their way to ask this author here to write a chapter without that specific symbol? What did it do for you to hate it so much? Seriously, I could hardly guess what horror must have led to this primal rage towards that character.

Perhaps, did it beat you up or steal your girl? James, a hatred so deep required lots of therapy. This poor letter did deserve some love too.

Compared to the letter Q...screw that bastard. All it deserved was to be cursed at. I had always felt pure disgust, just look at it. "Q" Who could feel "love" towards it?

It was useless. It was also as creative as your average rom-com "hero".

How could my readers ever respect it? The Q just had to exist─it just had to make life miserable. The Q was to blame for all that was bad about this world. It was literally the root of all evil.

...how do I come back from this bit to the story itself? Welp, Wishmoppu did stuff, that stuff caused some "stuff" to occur. Said stuff's stuff led to the rats' stuff to be stuffed with other filthy stuff. Yeah, that's about it.

If that appeared logical to you─good, cuz to me it read like I just had a stroke.

Maybe, I should simply go back. Maybe tap the idle game level-up space multiple times, before death claimed my soul. Yes, that surely seemed like a proper way to pass the time with.

As the gold was used to make the Beeg Psycho give me more of that juicy gold, I started to realize just what horrible terror hid amidst the alphabetical order.

The letter, it was literally all over the place. Regardless of what you did, you could see that cursed object everywhere. You could try to escape, but that would be futile. Try to hide, try to flee, yet it would always be there...

I have revealed the great truth of this cosmos.

We were mere sheep, a flock of stupidity faced with wisdom, so great it lacked a term to describe how great it truly was. The ultimate wisdom was as followed: I required more words without that specific letter.

Ya'll really thought I'd be smart? Jeez, look at the story so far, there were a whole lotta topics here─for good, quality work though, you better search elsewhere. While you are at it, switch the website as well.

I highly doubt you would be able to locate such quality work here where people were busy with their meat. This was the place for fetish fuel.

Always would it be the safe space for the smut cult. Lest we forget, morals were highly overrated. We had bills that should be paid. Therefore, pls gimme some juicy cash.

Dollar or Euro you choose; I was happy regardless.

My life would be perfect. See, this was how it should always be... Kill me, would you?

...could this stop already? Look, I was all for this great usage of words, while there was absolutely zero plot stuff here; though did we really have to stretch this to its absolute limit?

My readers must have realized, how idiotic such a request was. Haha, he could use all letters, except that weird symbol that looked like a less thiccc M.

Clearly, solely a dude called James would deem that request a good idea.

Thus, here we were. Some special chapter... with words. Why did I decide to make every chapter so bloated? I might have simply pasted a word a paragraph for a few, let's say, 100 times... but I just had to be a quality writer.

Should I repeat it for a fourth time? Would it become a better joke like that?

Okay, I would stop with the bs. I still had my author pride...that too was a joke. With all due respect, this would be the first time I had committed to such stupid stuff. It would also be the last time I would sell my soul like that.

Give me 2 ps at least.

Gimme more to whore myself out, okay? At least, make it worth it to waste my precious life away.

I was the author, who could give you this pure love for the craft; I was the author, who shall provide you with such spectacular debauchery. Welcome to my show!

Here was the place, where all your stupid thoughts came to life. Through the power of crazy, every thought of yours would become reality.

Let us waste more time with stupid ideas. Like this, the story would be very.....uh....uh...uh it would be very alive, yes. It would be very alive Muahahahahahahaha! Muhahahaha.

Yup, that's how it do be. That's how it do be.

...please make it stop! Please!!!! Please!!!! Please!!!!

I swear, everywhere I looked there was this letter. I was so fed up with this whole bit. Much creativity, much wow.

This whole ordeal gave my therapist a purpose…You might have caused me to suffer terribly, yet you saved his job. Be proud of yourself, James.

Though you better watch where you sleep…

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