Hello, welcome to this graveyard of logic, a paradise for complaints.
Here you will see:
The hero who was saving the world one second turned black because he couldn't find his slippers the next.
The ultimate artifact that paved the way for thirty chapters, its real purpose is to open a... Takeaway box.
And a villain who has been practicing for thousands of years and is perfected, finally died of a size 42 sneaker of the protagonist.
Don't ask me why, just ask that the author's keyboard has its own ideas.
Don't try to find the main line, because there isn't even a straight line here.
This is not a novel, this is a terrorist attack on your brain.
Warning: Please abandon all logic before reading and prepare your tongue-in-cheek soul. Because every "what the hell" thing you say is an indispensable brick that makes up this masterpiece.
Pick up the keyboard and follow me!
Reader comments
It looks strange, feels strange, a bit weird, looking forward to the synopsis
It looks strange, feels strange, a bit weird, looking forward to the synopsis