After writing for more than two years, when I typed "The End," I suddenly felt a little apprehensive.
What was I apprehensive about?
Probably the feeling that I hadn't done well enough.
Not well enough in many ways—the updates weren't good enough, the story wasn't complete enough, and I hadn't managed to show more of its exciting parts. It was like reaching the end of an exam and handing in the paper, looking at an "inadequate" answer sheet and only being able to feel, So this is all I am capable of.
I'm not someone who thinks too highly of himself, but I still hoped I could do very well.
But I truly had the desire without the ability to match it.
While writing this book, I learned many things, though they were mainly about "leveling up." Once the protagonist's combat power became invincible, the leveling system grew pale, the sense of anticipation became less intense, and most of the characters lost their value for "interaction."
Invincible-protagonist stories are too difficult to write. More importantly, I don't know how to write this kind of story. It was like trying to perform a beautiful dance while wearing a pile of shackles—it truly exceeded my capabilities.
So even if it was "not good enough," this answer sheet still had to be handed in eventually. Continuing to add bland and boring plotlines would not have been a good choice either.
There should be some afterward notes later on to explain certain subsequent details. I'll write them when I have time. If you're interested, take a look then; if not, that's fine too.
Overall, aside from the beginning and the ending, I'm fairly satisfied with this book. It has been an honor to accompany everyone for such a long time, and an honor to