There is nothing to say. Arguing over facts is meaningless. Inventions are just discoveries from beginning to end, and arguments are all falsifications. It may still exist now, but it will not exist the next moment. The same is true for the books I write. It is still unknown when I will no longer want to write.
I want to write a book that only exists in my imagination. All the fantasies of the past, present and future will be published. I hope the classic will be passed down forever, and I hope it can become a classic. I don't know if I can persist, but dreams are so unrealistic. Cheer for me!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
