I know my stories are shit. My work is meaningless. Nobody really would care if I stopped. If they did, they'd forget about it in a week. A month.
So why do I bother? Why do I waste my precious time on a dead end worthless pile of trash that is my literary work?

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I'm sorry.
I needed to take some personal time, and I forgot to let you people know. I'll be a while on the next chapters. I'm going through some tough shit right now, and soon enough I have to get spinal surgery. I just got a lot on my mind, and I need to take a minute to breath.
Sorry I didn't let you know sooner.
Maybe the end of the month...? The next one, surely. I hope.
Correction: You know.
... Yeah. I'll be back. Promise.

I'm making art for A.S.O.E.I.! It'll be released when the story progresses to a predetermined point.