I'm sorry to disappoint you.

The results of this book are actually great for a new author, but Eryi can no longer continue to write.

One of the reasons for this is that the preliminary preparation is not in place.

Novice experience is insufficient, and when I first opened this book, I only prepared a detailed outline and basic setting of about 500,000 words, and the plot ended with the second Holy Land Tour.

After the second visit to the Holy Land, I began to stare at the blank draft, and the book friends who followed the update can find that this month I have been updating later and later, because the new plot is what I want to code.

This makes my daily tasks very heavy, especially as the plot has reached a turning point recently, and I have to put more effort into conceiving it.

On the day I stopped, I was still discussing the plot with my editor-in-charge, trying to straighten out the next details.

Until the collapsed body gave me the final blow.

I once revealed in my listing testimonial that my health is actually not good.

I won't disclose what is wrong, this is a disease that cannot be cured at this stage, and I have to go to the hospital at the beginning of every month to inject thousands of dollars of biological agents to control the condition.

Thanks to this, I was unable to do high-intensity work, and due to the pandemic, I finally chose to start coding at home.

However, this month, due to the pressure of rushing the manuscript and thinking about the plot, my routine became disordered, and my endocrine began to be disordered, and my condition, which was originally stable, became more serious.

This became the straw that broke the camel's back.

Of course, I clearly understand that no matter what the excuse, as an author, stopping the update is my biggest fault.

I'm sorry for the readers who subscribed to this book.

I'm sorry for the book friends who chase more every day.

I'm sorry for the true love fans who gave me tips and the three alliance leaders.

And, I'm sorry for the book, I'm sorry for my Sidney.

Every author's first book is often the white moonlight in his heart.

In that city, called Sidnia, lived two men named Roy and Arya.

Whenever I write about their plots, I think if only I had someone with me.

I'm sorry for you.

……

It is a bit self-deceptive to say that you will come back after recuperating from your illness and continue to finish this book.

A book that is being serialized has been stopped for a few months, and how many people are willing to continue chasing it after they come back? I'm afraid most people have forgotten about the previous plot.

It's a harsh reality.

I'll put the organized outline in the last chapter to give the story an imperfect end.

After this book is stopped, I'm going to go and recuperate for a while.

Get the condition under control, read the book to recharge, and prepare for the next new book.

In order not to repeat the mistakes of this book, I will sum up my experience and make adequate preparations before publishing the book.

Of course, book lovers who like this book may hate me because of this and never read my book again, which is also helpless.

The one who hates me the most is myself.

No matter how much I try to prevaricate myself with excuses and reasons, this uncontested matter will always reside in my heart.

I won't forget.

In a word.

Goodbye, Arya.

Goodbye, my Sidnia.

I'm so sorry I couldn't be with you to the end.