For the first few years of my life in Lakra, I was in disbelief. Everything from the people to the food felt like a beautiful miracle to me, something both real and imaginary at the same time, for the first time I felt joy with no suffering. There was no bad day waiting to arrive, a 'good' did not feel like an omen but instead the norm.
Time moved quickly after my arrival in Lakra and I began to learn more and more about the s******,
"Huh? Why are the letters disappearing?"
The s****** soon became my hidden ace.
"Only the word 'System' lost its letters, what the hell is going on? Nyx!"
[I don't know, master, it's a normal book it's not meant to do that!]
Considering even Nyx had no idea what was going on, I could only sigh and move along.