It's a really sad, heartbreaking even, but I decided to drop this story.

Even though it's quite appealing in my head, I am afraid that apparently I was lacking skill when I started the story, which led to far too many mistakes and a lack of story's plot continuity. The grammar was horrible, I thought that I improved, but I was proved quite a few times that it was just my sole opinion.

The cascade of reviews which kept on pointing the mistakes I thought I took care of, the dropping number of people that read this story, as well as no more comments under my chapters, just ensured me that I am not fit to finish it.

I am sorry for everyone. whose time I wasted making them read half of my story before dropping as well as those few souls that somehow managed to keep with me.

I am terribly sorry that I happened to be such a horrible "author". As I said in pre-chapter notes and in comments - I started writing to keep myself busy from my "life", if you can call this cluster of diseases and unfortunate events as one, hoping that maybe just the sole will to bright mine, as well as yours, day would be enough to build somewhat stable reader-base.

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Boi, I was wrong.

I think that I will take some time to gather my thoughts, ideas and such, and in some time I will try writing a new story, this time trying to stick to some kind of previously made pattern so my story wouldn't turn out to be something called by one "a hot mess" or "ultra mess of a garbage".

I tried, I failed, I am sorry.

To whoever would even bother to read this, thank you, thank you for over four years of, at least for me, a beautiful journey. It helped me to survive through darkest times of my life, brought me joy and tears many times... and this time, it does so one more time.

Thank you for your time, for your words, patience and goodwill, and those few attempts to create this world with me, and I feel as if I am betraying those few people who lend me their strength, skill and time, wasting it for not spending it on something more productive.

For now, I have to take some time and rethink a few important matters. I am jobless, with no much hope for finding anything soon, I hoped to kept myself busy by writing some more, I even studied some foreign cultures and religion for the sake of my story but...

... yeah. All in vain.

I hope that one day I will become worthy of entertaining you but till then,

Farewell.

I am sorry,

And thank you.

Ps.

Now as I re-read what I am about to post, I could not notice, that even that note is chaotic, well, it reflects my current mood, but just proves that I am incapable of even writing a goodbye letter, not to mention the whole story.