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The Extra of The Lunerra

The only game in my life that makes me laugh: The Lands of The Lunerra... I played this game for six thousand hours in three years, and the day I thought I had done everything I could in this game, I felt a great emptiness inside me. I thought nothing in my ordinary and monotonous life could make me happier than when I played this game. But it didn't take long for me to realize that I was wrong with an e-mail I received the night I finished the game. ---- Hi! Thank you to everyone who came to read this story. There are two things I want to tell you. First of all, I first started writing this about two years ago, but I was writing in my native language, Turkish, and on a different site. But unfortunately, the website where I published the series came to the brink of collapse. While I was thinking about where to publish the series, I remembered Webnovel and here I am. So this is my first English novel and I believe I will make mistakes while translating. Please forgive me for these if you encounter some of them. I will do my best. Second... yes, while writing this novel I was inspired by most of the novels I've read so far. Like TNE, that novel is a pure diamond for me and I don't think I will ever reach the level of that thing. So I want to say the first few chapters may feel familiar to you, but I'll do my best to smooth it out. Discord: https://discord.gg/eRZTrv6Y49

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Volume VI - Chapter 1: A Crippled Body

As my eyes slowly twitched, the first sound that whispered in my ear... was the sound of machines beeping incessantly.

Strange, I thought. Usually, I would wake up to the non-existent chirping of non-existent birds, the sensation of the gentle movement of the fake soft grass beneath my body. Then there would be the fake sun on my face, a brief moment of silence... and then two people reminding me that I was not alone.

But now, it was different.

There was no grass, just... a comfortable bed. No sun, just the LED lamp on the ceiling. The silence was replaced by the sounds of machinery. The two people who reminded me that I was not alone... were simply absent.

Normally, I would have sighed in such a situation, but I didn't. I just... watched the ceiling, not moving a muscle.

There were too many things going through my head.