The night was silent at the witching hour. There was not a single that moved in the kitchen including the cat as it slept on the floor. It was silent. More silent than the song silent night, too bad it wasn’t a holy night but still sleep is sacred for living beings. Anyways, the cat slept without a single breath- OH MY GOD! IS IT DEAD??? Oh, there’s still a pulse but that would break the silent theme of the chapter so there was only silence, okay? Yes, it was silent that even the strongest of heroes can’t cast a single spell. Everything slept as if they were Frozen in place. The sound can’t even Let It Go. [And like solid ice, a block of text stood imposingly before the reader of the story. (First, the author did some random shit then this??? I should probably stop reading this garbage fic!) predicted the author but unfortunately, Senizal couldn’t read minds so as there is nothing could be heard from the laptop screen. The reader could also think that this is the best story ever because they were from the medieval period or something but Senizal doesn’t care. How long will this useless wall of text continue? I don’t know… When I feel like it, I guess? But when is that though… Meh, let’s talk about something else, okay? Ah, have you played Duel Links? It’s a good game I absolutely recommend it if you like shitting all over your opponent with your superior cards like the B. Eyes White Dragon. Yeah, TEAM KAIBA FTW!!! Also, I talked to somebody about my fiction and how the latest review had steered me to the right direction of the story. It is about a cat ninja and like cat videos, I don’t need much of reason nor length to continue this one but still, it is kinda fun just to write a stupid block of text with no fucks given. I think that’s all I would like to say. Thank you if you read until the end.]

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