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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 V - Prologue

--Volume V: The Breaking Seals--

When I first heard the word 'festival' and found out what it was... I thought it would be something beautiful.

Everyone seemed to be having a lot of fun in the series I saw on our TV in that hidden forest with my family. So... I was looking forward to the day when I could join one of them.

But... then, that happened. A man with long smoke-colored hair and glowing purple eyes visited our house and made my whole life a living hell.

In my life spent in the dark corners of the streets, in the sewers, and in all sorts of dirty places, stealing from passers-by, trying to kill someone, or begging, I had forgotten the word 'festival' even existed. 

So... when I heard the words 'Foundation Festival', celebrating the founding of the kingdom, my old memories came back and I couldn't help but get a little... excited.