I Am Back.

Hi, fellas.

I'll be honest with you, cause sugarcoating stuff is not my style.

2 things you need to know:

1. Trial 4, which was supposed to last a little, will suffer through a massive skip.

1.1. Reasons? I have a few:

- Too much time has passed

- The buildup I had for it is gone

- You have already forgotten all the characters, unless you are a new reader. In that case, hi!

1.2. Next chapter will provide a general recap of events, so that old readers won't need to read the few chapters of this Trial. 

2. I will try my best to come up with some chapters in foreseeable future. Contrary to what you might have ended up believing, I am not dead, nor did I stood y'all up.

2.1. Rather, it's not me who died.

If you're just a casual reader, or a new one, not quite interested in drama, you may stop here, that is enough information for you. You can let the novel build up some chapters and then decide if you want to read further.

Thank you for your attention.

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To my readers,

I won't hide the truth from you. It's just as I mentioned earlier.

Someone close to me passed away.

And the first thing I felt was this unsettling, ugly sense of arrogance I'd had toward the idea of death.

I used to think if anyone important to me died, I'd simply... push through it.

Just suck it up, grit my teeth, carry on.

Yeah, as if.

That's just fantasy.

My last conversation with him kept on replaying inside my head.

Countless times.

Endlessly.

Until I felt sick just glancing at my phone.

There's no stopping it.

Every time I tried to ignore it, to push it away and get back to usual—to reading, writing, or even just hanging on the disc—it hit me harder than before.

Nothing felt the same. My mind wouldn't focus. My heart wasn't in it. There was a moment when I thought I'd never fully recover.

I don't know, to this day, how to really convey what I am feeling.

I'll be honest, I almost called it quits.

I considered announcing I'd stop writing altogether, cutting ties, and letting everything just... fade away.

But you know what

When I tried to find my webnovel credentials, I couldn't remember em.

And I did not save them either.

They were just gone, without me ever noticing it.

Slipping away quietly, like the nice dream you had in your sleep, which is then cut off abruptly by you waking up, before you permanently forget everything about it.

It's morning.

I felt that profound sense of loss, to the point I frantically scoured through each screenshot in my phone, every browser history, and finally found them.

From this small event alone, I understood.

Yeah bro, the cook cannot abandon its job. One can only take a leave of absence, because the blazing passion cannot be held back for too long.

Jokes aside, I am back.

But it's not like I didn't change.

I'm glad you were interested enough in me to peek into my inner mind, as it's quietly what I made y'all do.

I just want to say...

Thank you for waiting.

Thank you for understanding.

See you in the next chapter,

Slayer_King_One.