I'm not afraid of being laughed at for saying this, but the moment I wrote this title, I couldn't hold back my tears.
This book had been running for nearly two and a half years by now.
I started writing it in April 2021—2021.04.01—and now it was 2023.09.14. Two and a half years.
Although this book was still far from finished, at a moment like this—a temporary ending—I still found it hard to control my emotions.
After all, this was the greatest achievement I had created with my own hands in my life so far. Of course, maybe it was also because I was a somewhat emotional person.
And so, the first part came to an end.
I had always known that what I wrote was not as good as people might imagine. Some of the adaptations were less than satisfactory, and every now and then I pulled off something terrible. Those were obvious flaws, clear as day. Perhaps there were countless other flaws I had yet to notice, but I thought I would keep writing anyway.
I had a lot on my mind, but sometimes when the words reached my lips, I simply didn't know how to say them. In short—
I would keep writing. I would keep writing until the second part was complete.
For now, though, I wouldn't immediately begin 2.0. Instead, I would write the interlude chapters: Remnant Poems. There wouldn't be many of them.
The current plan was to open a new Singularity tomorrow, centered around Lawrence and counted as part of the main storyline. Its title would be: [Dazzling Extinction Convergence: Florence]. It was essentially moving the Shinjuku Singularity back a little, with Florence appearing as the first interlude chapter.
I didn't plan to write Agartha, Salem, or Fate/EXTRA CCC. Including the original Florence,