Final Thoughts

This final reflection should have been much longer.

My habit was to gradually record the shifts in my creative state of mind while a book was still unfinished, even when it had just begun, and save them for the closing remarks.

But during this final stretch, my update performance was truly atrocious, so I felt rather ashamed. All those earlier thoughts were scrapped.

For a long time, I hadn't looked at the backend at all. My personal state was too poor, my updates were insufficient, and the quality had declined... I felt guilty, and that made me afraid of the comments there.

I wrote this book for over a year. Although its performance was poor at the beginning, it did rise later on. It was just that there were too many things going on in the later stages, updates became infrequent, and my condition was bad, so it inevitably declined. Still, I was already very satisfied.

I was someone who liked peace and quiet, but during the time I wrote this book, too many changes happened in my life. There was so much joy, anger, sorrow, and delight; many setbacks, and many gains.

My greatest setback was losing the grandmother who had cherished me since childhood. My greatest gain was having an incredibly adorable daughter.

Actually, I only switched pen names to write this book because brain fog had plagued me for years, leaving my mind completely blank. So I wanted to switch brains, so to speak, and write a satisfying power fantasy that could reignite my passion.

It was originally meant to be a short story, but as I kept writing, I fell back into my bad habit—I started tinkering with the worldbuilding and sorting out the scope of a long novel.

Here, I have to thank my chief