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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 III - Chapter 25: A Broken Daughter

Before me stood the man who had once been the head of the best guild in the kingdom, the head of one of the most influential noble families in the kingdom, even if he was no longer in the same position, but to anyone looking at him now, he was just... broken.

So broken that if I blew on him he would shatter into pieces.

"She won't eat, she barely drinks water, she refuses to come out of her room, she cries, and whoever she makes eye contact with is terrified and starts screaming. Do you know how I felt when I saw my daughter like that?"

He clenched his fist again. He clenched it so hard that I saw red between his fingers. The blood mixed with the rain and slowly trickled down his hand.

"Guilt."

"Guilt. Guilt for not giving her a normal life. Guilt for creating a boss-employee relationship between us rather than a father-daughter. Guilt for not giving her enough attention. Guilt for not being there for her..."