A year was over in the blink of an eye.
I still remembered my uncertainty when I launched the book in January, and my lofty ambitions when it went premium in February. I thought I had a bright future ahead of me.
Then the numbers started falling, but I was too busy churning out ten thousand characters a day just for the sake of it to figure out why.
After that, things spiraled out of control.
By the time I looked back and found the reason, I had already written hundreds of thousands more characters.
Honestly, I thought about abandoning this book countless times.
If I wanted to sound pretentious, I could say that what kept me writing was my dream, blah, blah, blah.
But considering what I went through and what I really thought, the truth was that this book brought in a decent income.
Later, I tried writing a new book. I didn't know whether it was because I hadn't started one in so long, but several attempts came to nothing. In the end, I made up my mind to put the new book on hold and finish this one properly first.
Then came this month, the month I would finish the book.
I started looking back over the plot threads I had left unresolved: the True Spirit Space, the Time Spell Element, the origins of the body divinity, Teacher's identity, and so on.
I also did my very best to tie up those loose ends.
Even when I typed [The End], I was still filled with emotion.
This was the first book I had ever finished, and the first time I had written a complete book of 1.8 million characters. I felt I had given it a proper ending. Nothing spectacular, but at least it wasn't a