"Joshua, who returned from the snow-capped mountains, began to notice the changes in his body. He studied under a master and tried to change the tragic fate of his previous life. However, the changes around him continued. Monsters wandering near the village, the silver-haired swordsman who arrived in advance, and the shadows lurking in the dark... Can he protect the people around him? Can he prevent the tragedy of his previous life from happening again? Let us..."
"Ah! I quit! There is no audience for this clichéd script-turned-storytelling. It's unlucky to have a writer like you on the show. It's better to just let the old man take me away."
"What? There's a next time? No, absolutely not."
"Well, it's not impossible, unless..."
"Who are you talking to?"
"No, come again?"
"Hey, you guys are gloating, right? Does the fact that I was interrupted by Joshua make you so happy? Don't forget what you promised me!"
"Huh?"
"Nothing, nothing, haha..."
"(Sigh), we are about to arrive at the King of Phrysis, please prepare."
"Okay, okay!"
III
The introduction ends here, and it's time for the author to say something.
This book contains the following contents: the plot is cliche and not very exciting, the pace is slow and daily, the protagonist is mentally retarded in the early stage and is not as good as his opponent, the writing is novice but has a small knife, the early plot is inexplicable and strange, etc. (To be modified)
If you can accept all the above, the only promise I can make is that I will definitely write to the ending. If there are readers who are willing to read on, I will try my best to tell you the world I picture in my heart.
In addition, the subsequent introduction will be updated regularly in the form of a small theater as the plot progresses.
