Sucks to say, but I have to post about it now to save the few readers who will bump into this story in the future. So, to save everyone's time, I'm just going to say that the story is canceled. I'm not happy with the story, and to be frank, I'm tired of writing "for an audience."

i will continue writing and posting on RR but I will care no longer about "trying to make it big." My visions of grandeur have dissipated, but not without a lack of trying. Hell, NaB was supposed to be a VRMMO and the only reason it wasn't one was because of redditors who advised me not to. But who coulda thunk that twisting and mangling a vision I originally had to try and get a smidgeon of popularity would only ruin the story and fall me into a depression?

Anyway, I'll rewrite NaB eventually and turn it into the VRMMO story that I initially felt giddy to write. But posting and writing on a strict schedule and trying to market to get Patreon subscribers is over. Shit's not fun. it was dumb as hell of me to think that I could earn a living from any of this. The RR meta is to just write an entire book, dump it on the site, market what you can, and then use your stats and rank as leverage for a publisher to wipe it off the site and push it to amazon where the actual money is made. I realized that all the "gaming of systems" to try and "make it big" (just to be attracted by a publisher to swoop you away), isn't for me. It's not what I imagined for any of this to be and it's not why I started writing.

There's also the factor that my own envy and greed got the better of me every time I looked at more popular stories. If I didn't put a stop to this now, I feel I would've sold my soul to just get a single Patreon member. So that's why I'm ending all this. I planned on doing an ad, reddit posts, more marketing, etc. But what the hell is the point if I'm unhappy with my story and I know I'm not going to want to finish it? it would've been a lie to you and to myself.

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I could say: "sorry for wasting your time," but c'mon man. What other slop were you going to numb your mind with instead? The time was already spent before you even knew you had it. Plus I don't owe you anything, dork!

So... what do I do now?

1. Seek income a normal way. Not a "envious, greedy, starving-artist" sort of way.

2. Put all of this behind me over time and start a new chapter in my life.

3. Write what I please, how I please, and when I please.

I'm also going to turn off rating and comments for all my future stuff. This is to prevent internet strangers from stunlocking me all day as I try to decipher their unintelligible complaints. If you have KIND words to give, just DM me somewhere or whisper it in the wind and maybe it'll cross my ears. Other than that, I don't want to hear it. I got one life and the only reason I write is to get the voices out of my head, to physically hold my stories in my hands one day, and to share it with my next of kin. Because if my dad wrote a story and created his own world's, maps, languages, and characters, I thought it'd be the coolest thing ever. So that's why I'm doing this. Not for any single one of you.

I sure am missing Trientalis right about now...

(I'll continue Wanderlust. I'll rewrite NaB. But before I do any of that, I think I want to write a new fiction just to escape for a while. I don't have a schedule anymore and this is full-on inconsistent hobby writing now. So you'll see it when you see it.)