It's come to my attention to notify you all of significant matter. I've been so selfish otherwise. Reason being, I've seen the backside of hell, it's not easy, every millisecond of the day requires critical choices and decisions. To say the least though, this brings us to the topic of attention— after crawling from the depths of hell— this book was contracted. A month ago. Since then, your's truly has yet to sleep. Planning, formatting, etc-etc, on repeat, non stop til' we're there. And so forth, I will be bringing to you, a mass release. There a lot of loose ends to still cover up so near with me. I also plan and revising the story, one step at a time. So I release, so I rewind, and revise. Say I just release the "latest chapter"— I'll go back and revise the first chapter and so on and so on as I keep updating. Get the jist? Moving on, also letting you know, the story has also been moved and can be found under the title: "I Wasn't Born With Any Magical Powers So, I'll Take Your's." Very well then, there's still have much to do before the fruition of my endeavors. How long do I plan to keep this up, dragging you far along this stressful ride? Until the work's perfected, that is my goal.
Warm regards,
The Teller