Intermission: A certain ad

Could you hear that? It was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard in my entire life. The sound of no stupid requests in the comment section was mesmerizing. What should I do with all the newfound liberty?

Finally, the story could go on without any problems whatsoever. Outside, of course, the usual shenanigans involving whatever insane situation I currently found myself in.

The usual unusual things, Wishmoppu and the gang made my life very interesting. Now, I did not need to tell you that being "interesting", especially in this novel, was not necessarily a good trait to have.

Well, as a reader you might find enjoyment in whatever totally normal situation was happening then, but for this poor author here, it was certainly a lot less "fun".

Though nobody wanted to hear the main character moan and complain about their tough life. "You thought dealing with a sentient Evil mop is hard? Mate I have a math test tomorrow, you should pity me?"

Yes, math was indeed much more troublesome than everything in all of existence. Anybody that said something else must be lying...and if they truly liked math they could not be trusted either way.

Because would you be able to trust someone that unironically found enjoyment in mathematics?

Exactly, life was too short to spend it with people, who clearly suffered from some sort of medical condition causing them to feel happy about others' suffering. Nobody liked math because of the numbers; there was no other logical explanation for it...people had to like seeing others in pain because of it.

Now, now, now they were not any less human because of their abnormal taste, we should just collectively ignore them and send them to the shooter kids. That way they can suffer together in harmony─how truly romantic.

Enough of the topics nobody gave a damn about. Let me tell you about more fascinating things, yes, it was time for another round of watching ads.

I had been watching ads from time to time since it offered my Beeg Psycho a better gain of gold per second and similar bonuses. The only reason, why I did not mention my activity was solely due to nobody giving a single f-word about it.

Which sane person would be like: "You know what this story clearly misses─Ads bro, Ads."

As if the dating hotline for the wet mops had not been enough already. No, we certainly needed to destroy our sanity even more. Asylum speedrun, bby!

Anyhow, I might have told my readers about it had any of them been somewhat entertaining. But they were unremarkable and just a waste of everyone's time. From the countless cheap game clones to the epic gameplay turning into immense disappointment...it was just your average ad life.

Yet, all of that changed one fateful day─today. Like I said, nothing interesting happened until...another ad appeared. This ad was special because it said so on the link.

This wonderful short video clip was not about games or anything else it was about a strange contest called WSA. Some of you might have flashbacks to the very first chapter since you know they have the same name, but it was certainly something totally different.

Sike, same shiiiiiiat.

Who could have foreseen, that this story published on the WN website would poke fun at this random contest called WSA? Total coincidence, I swear bro.

But before, I tell you about the wonderful advertisement for the contest that may or may not be on this site. There were some words that needed to be said. First of all, I have never read any of the shown stories in the clip nor would I ever want to.

What comes next was a dramatisation intended for comic purposes and not some serious feedback. Nor should it be seen as "hate" or any other negative thing. Although all of these 4 stories totalled over a 100k paying readers, it was not my intention to insult any of those.

The chances were pretty high that they would not understand me either way.

Without further ardo─enjoy the slightly exaggerated advertisement to participate in the WSA.

[Upbeat music starts playing.]

4 people started speaking in unison " You dare challenge me, MORTAL?"

Quick transition from a colourful background to another different colour background but with the 4 book covers in the middle of the screen.

2 with System and 2 romances with a handsome man and women in a romantic/mysterious pose. System dudes were looking totally rad and epic. One wielding magic, the other having a cool mask on his face.

Before I forget it, one dude was shirtless─yes one of the muscular romance fellas.

In short, the best covers ever made. Nothing else would be needed for readers to throw their life savings unlocking the thousands of chapters written just for them.

Yellow text space appeared to tell the viewer about the 100 million views these novels had accumulated. The white font on the yellow tickled the eyeballs as much as sandpaper did while wiping your butt with it.

And another transition came, but this time it was rainbow coloured, of course, people still speaking in the background because otherwise, people would lose interest in this wonderful presentation.

"My motivation is my readers, I mean the paying ones, the ones that make me money. Yes, they are my motivation, because I like money."

Another voice said " I started writing as a hobby, gave up on my dreams, and now write 1000 chapters a day because that is what people expect here"

Some other inspirational stuff, like never give up, fulfil your dreams, death is coming closer with each passing day, tell them YOUR story and so on. I might be misremembering a few details here and there, but the main points should remain the same.

Now watch me scroll through the intelligent comments, of my very intelligent readers and watch me as I type on my laptop. Nothing proved the skill of a writer more than typing fastly on a keyboard, after all.

With over 4000 apm, they were the elite of pumping out chapters.

Someone else spoke about how there was nothing to lose outside of precious lifetime, dignity and integrity as a writer. And then came the very creative slogan "Let the world be your copyright infringement"

Oh, and there was also a fifth novel written by a unicorn. Yes, I had forgotten about its appearance. This was caused by their sheer awesomeness of the trailer. I literally could not breathe for close to 10 hours.

It was that breathtaking.

But, how could one forget about the best-selling novel of all time? The book about 69 saved this world from literal ruin and taught many children the value of life. It also had the best romance ever seen and written about.

Even the future generations would read this novel and rejoice for the future of writing had been born with it.

Nobody could sleep on the Uniporn, the unicorn, any longer. Just 2 more chapters, after this, just 2 more.

Anyhow participate in WSA now and challenge all your favourite authors...you could also do something useful with your life, but the choice was yours. In case of doubt, just slap a shirtless dude on the cover and system in the title.

And voila you just made a best-selling novel...

See you tomorrow, this time with plot progression.