I Fall to My Knees, My Lords!

I had no choice but to make a separate chapter, because my monthly votes got blown away again.

Oh, it hurt so much!

This separate chapter had a thousand words I wanted to say, but when they reached my lips, I couldn't say a single thing.

Was this the legendary speechless choking-up?

Then I might as well say nothing—without another word, I'll just grovel. Knocking my head against the keyboard can't be wrong! Bang, bang, bang, bang! Dear benefactors, if you have monthly votes, could you bestow them upon me?

Don't hold your votes and wait on the sidelines, or I'll be done for! Eleven days have passed this month, and I've updated a total of 177,000 words.

This was no longer giving it my all—it was... constantly overdrawing myself.

My lords, please support me, please raise me up, please give me monthly votes!

Then I'm going to sleep! I stayed up all night writing every day and went to bed at eleven in the morning. But I didn't dare play the misery card, because I brought this upon myself and turned my schedule into a complete mess.

Brothers with monthly votes, please, please show mercy! I'm begging you.

Cake was grateful beyond measure!