My body couldn't hold out anymore, so I needed to take a short long break to recover, roughly a week.
Writing a big, long volume and bringing a major plot arc to a close took far more mental effort and brainpower than usual.
Normally, writing plot was single-threaded—at most double-threaded or triple-threaded.
But when it came to the end of a big volume, with a large number of characters appearing, key plot turns, and also having to consider setting logic, foreshadowing, climaxes, emotional construction, and so on, it felt as if more than a dozen threads were running in my head at the same time, and my Divine Consciousness computing power was being overdrawn at excessive speed.
When this volume was finished, my whole body felt numb, and my mind was completely blank.
It was more or less like this during the previous volume too. As the plot developed, the framework grew larger and larger, and too many factions and characters were involved, so writing the ending of a big volume was extremely draining.
I thought I had learned from that lesson, so for this volume I planned to change the way I wrote and make it a bit more relaxed.
In the end, as if I'd been cursed, the framework of this volume instead became even larger, with even more characters. And because it involved major characters and plotlines such as the war in the Great Wilderness and the descent of the Ghostly Path, wrapping it up became even harder.
But in the end, I still managed to persist and finish writing it, and now I can finally let out a long breath.
I've been writing this book for three straight years, typing every day while also getting scolded, and both my body and mind are very tired.
So