Novel & Cerita Logging 10000 Years In The Future Webnovel

She licked her lips nervously and asked, “ What exactly is going on?” “Why don’t you all take a seat this will be a long story,” he said. Reluctantly, they all sat down on the empty chairs provided for them while some women entered carrying trays of food. Ryan watched them eat while he started his storytelling, “ Long ago there was a strong Lycan warrior named –“ “ – how long ago was this?” Emily interrupted as she chewed. “ It was about a thousand years ago,” Ryan replied while the girl scoffed, “ Yeah right,” before chewing again.

It was something much larger—the Cosmic Audit of the Multiverse. Julian looked up and saw a thousand "Story-Lines" flickering like dying neurons. The "Billionaire Romance" was just one thread in a fraying tapestry. "The Platform is collapsing, Julian," the Reader’s voice continued. "The MegaNovel servers aren't just software anymore; they’ve become a graveyard of abandoned endings. Because you and Clara 'left' the story, the narrative tension that held this reality together has snapped. The 'Static' is moving in. It’s erasing everything—the Orchard, the Mars Colonies, Hope’s future."

TT I hope you guys will still read and finish the story even after finding out I’m a PWD. Just laying out my plans to all of you. But.. One thing is for sure, I’ll never stop writing! So don’t worry about me suddenly disappearing.❤️ Wolf Uni would be around 120 chapters. My eye condition isn’t a secret or anything so please feel free to inform or answer other readers in the future if they ever wonder about something like the typos (My worst enemy! aside from headaches and writer’s block! Quillbot sometimes cannot detect everything huhu especially names). Or lead them here to read hahaha

I asked, “It’s only been a year for me, but I know time works differently here.” “One year?” Micah chuckled, his broad chest vibrating. “Try ten years.” Author's Note - Tomorrow I'll be working on Iridian and tomorrow the Twins!

*This is a special bonus chapter for Halloween and I've added it up with your favourite characters so that it'll be more fun and interesting for you to read but more importantly Super CREEPY. I repeat this is not the continuation of the main story but a bonus chapter. Hope you enjoy! * /This happens a year before the current story when Anya was working in a library(part time)./

Hi! It's me your author CrazyMe016, Unknown gamer has come to it's end... Of it's book one! Yes! It has part two! But I'm not sure when will I able to write the book two. I'm about to give birth this coming April and will be busy nursing my kids. But I wish when I come back to goodnovel again, you still can support me. Thank you so much for supporting my works especially this story. Thank you, thank you for the bottom of my heart. It was nice to be able to convey which I always just in mind.

I wish I could respond to the comments here on GoodNovel, but that is not a feature that is easily accessible for authors on the desktop. This chapter is a little over 1500 words on my end so I believe it will become 2 when it updates. As I get closer tothe end of the book, I am going back to clarify things for continuity. If you catch something...And I know you will, this story is over 550k words when it was originally supposed to be like 80k TOTAL LOL. Please let me know on my Face. Book page under my author name. I get and check those messages, and respond, more regularly.

Author's Note" I want to take a moment to thank all of you for reading and supporting this story. I have written over 220 chapters purely as a hobby, pouring my time, energy, and imagination into this world. However, continuing without any feedback—be it gems, thumbs up, reviews, or donations—makes it increasingly difficult to stay motivated. Writing these chapters is a labour of love, and your support means more than words can express. If you enjoy the story and would like to see it continue, any form of support or donation would be deeply appreciated. It truly fuels me to keep crafting this universe for you. "

“Isn’t it?” “Well some, of course, but I’ve figured out he’s secretly a hopeless romantic.” She settled into her chair. “You mark my words, Evie. Twenty-five years from now on your anniversary on yet another honeymoon he'll drag you on, he’ll be waxing poetic, gazing into your eyes on a dancefloor somewhere as some sappy love song plays and he’ll remember every single detail of your wedding day, down to the missing petal on a single flower in your bouquet.”