Chilled Cola Cat

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle.
The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations.
They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family.
They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics.
From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears.
They were both the creators and the enders of stories.
Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward.
"Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

"A flash in the pan," "lucky," "coincidental," "newbie wall," "exhausted talent"... Authors who have written a single work that reached ten thousand subscriptions make up the vast majority of those who have achieved such numbers.


Second on the new book rankings, the initial trend was good, but it's a pity that after more than twenty chapters the story began to drag, and the protagonist lacked agency, leading to a decline in following readers.


Damn, no... not invincible anymore, not invincible anymore.


I started to study the data feedback, carefully pondering and experimenting with various new plotlines based on the patterns provided by the backend, and finally stabilized the following readership, while the average subscriptions also gradually increased.


On-Shelf Note: A New Year's Letter to Readers_2