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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 IV - Chapter 32: Inside the Bunker

First, my body trembled violently. Then my eyes flew open. I jumped up from the hard, cold ground I was lying on.

Unlike the bright light I had seen before I fainted, now I was in darkness, but with a faint, dim light that allowed me to see more or less around me.

I was in a cube-shaped room, not very big, I guess. It looked a bit like an old place.

No, I was definitely in an old place.

I squinted for a moment, then looked at my clothes.

They were the same, I was still wearing the same dirty and bloody clothes I had worn in the city. I couldn't dwell on it, though, because just then the lights in the room suddenly switched on as wide as they would go, followed by the sound of the door opening.

Dazzled, I quickly stepped back and looked in the direction of the sound, trying with my hands to block the light source that had suddenly descended into the room.