Okay, I'm coming at this from a very specific memory. I read 'Why Does Nobody Remember Me in This World' when it was being translated chapter by chapter, and honestly, the ending felt like the author hit a personal deadline. The last riser’s ending—where the protagonist, after all his loops and sacrifices, finally gets a stable timeline but finds almost everyone's memory of him is a blank—made sense on paper. It was the logical conclusion of his power's mechanics, the price for rewriting causality one too many times.
But the emotional execution was so abrupt. It just… happens. One chapter he’s fighting the final boss, the next he’s sitting in a park, and a friend from an earlier arc walks right past him. No lingering shot, no internal monologue that lands. It felt less like poignant tragedy and more like the writer ran out of pages. I kept scrolling, thinking there was another chapter. There wasn’t. I’ve seen similar concepts handled with more grace in other series, so this one just left me feeling cheated, not devastated.