stop struggling, cut

   Stop struggling, cut

   Sorry in advance.

  This book ends here.

   There are many reasons.

   But the most fundamental thing is the deepening of writing.

  The congenital defects of this book began to severely hamper my creative thinking.

  In fact, I have considered the possibility of this aspect before writing.

  Prisoning this kind of writing is destined to lose part of the protagonist’s motivation.

  This will lead to the lack of subsequent plot tension.

   I just didn’t expect it to be this serious—

   Everyone can see it.

  The further you write, the more boring it becomes. I can’t even talk about the plot, and it’s even more painful for me personally.

   It turns out.

   A birth defect is a birth defect.

  I can’t bear to write such a boring text anymore.

  Everything I write feels disgusting to me.

   I can’t describe the feeling…

  For supportive friends.

I am really sorry.

   Next, we will take a break.

   May try again.

   may also not write.

  See you later.

  …

  (end of this chapter)