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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 14: The True Apocalypse

He appeared thirteen times.

Only thirteen times, and from the first to the last, he was seen as the demon who brought about the apocalypse. He appeared only thirteen times, each time at least two million people died. He wore a mask, so no one saw his face. There was no clue who he was, except for his voice. And his voice was useless.

Each time he came as if from nothing, slaughtered, and then left. Not once was he defeated, not once was he seriously wounded. There was no one who could fight him alone. The only thing the strongest people on the field could do was to evacuate as many civilians as they could.

Wherever he set foot, the place was devastated as if a nuclear bomb had fallen.

Dungeons? Creatures? Those who used their skills to abuse the system? Terrorist organizations? Large-scale wars and the like?

None was as great a catastrophe for the world as he was. He was the true apocalypse of this world.