//------------------------------//
// 3, Wait a minute 
// Story: Paroled, The Sequel 
// by FIM Fiction 
//------------------------------//

Anonymous entered the room, dressed as a general, before ripping off his uniform. His suit laid beneath. "Hello readers!" he exclaimed. "Don't worry, the story isn't canceled. It's just being redone. Let me explain." He pulled down a chart from beyond the frame and pointed a gun at it. "As you can see here, this story was meant to have a crap load of strats, and be a 'Take back the land' sort of story.  The author made me a general of the forces, making 17 chapter of espionage and epic stuff, before remembering the whole idea was I was a private who knows squat about war."

He pointed to the next diagram. "So basically I must be funny, not edgy. To do this I must be simple. And therefore months of effort is tossed into the cannon and shot into oblivion. Thank you for you time." Anon pushed the chart up, and left the room.