Ah, thank God, I'd finished another volume. In fact, after every volume ended, I had the same confusion and question—I actually fucking finished it? Again? Again?
How did I do it?
A miracle?
The facts proved that when people were about to lose it, if they tried a little harder, they could usually barely hold it together.
Or they could pretend to hold it together.
So, I looked okay.
Originally, I hadn't planned to split it into volumes. I'd wanted to write War of All Realms in one go. But as I wrote, I couldn't help inserting more plotlines and adding new ideas, until the beginning, middle, and ending became several completely different versions.
I adjusted the outline again and again. By the time it was nearly five hundred thousand words, I felt I should finish this volume first, or at least split it in the middle. Because I was still hesitating over the next plot developments, unsure how to choose and weigh the two options, I could only go back and sort through the story several more times, spending a few days straightening out the beginning and end and thinking everything through clearly.
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Whenever this happened, I sincerely felt it—ah, it was time once again for those days of sitting in front of the computer with a completely blank mind...
Anyway, here was the new volume. I hoped everyone enjoyed reading it.
And I hoped my research went smoothly enough too. QWQ