Hello dear readers lets start again idk , i am trying to make a unque story here so what to make this is a parody story so why not go slow like that famous damachi fanfic which had lots of #$$% content by a lot i mean a lot at start of journey [of reading novels i mean] i felt disgusted to say the truth it was my first in this type of story and later i stopped reading that novel sometimes again read it but mostly avoided it or a fanfic realted to yosuga no sora it was also a fun type of novel to tell you the truth i reat above 800ch of that i guess my whole life idk i was a aime watcher later a manga manhua then ln and finally a mntl type of jouirney haha remembering the times when i used to read 100 chapters a day for a novel during covid that was a funny point .
ok ok lets start lets continue with stanley and his narrators q/a type of story i will jab them at different points in the story i guess this novel is a type which would be quite unique in webnovel idk about other posting sites maybe shit there also imean whats the use of only posting in one site when there are a 1millin more even if one is a failure i can post in the rest of 10 to 100 build a fanbase and cultivate to eternity or just increase my brain rot and be shikanokonoko kinda sh\88.
ok ok i will really start now/// damm it i jus twanna talk mo#$##
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narrator spoke ina bit of irritation "finnaly stanly we can talk the author is truly annoying dont you think here and there he is always trying to yap or try to be a trash star"
stanley noded and said "hey old man idk since when or why but since yoiu never allowed me to escape this trash hole and show me new senarios why dont you kind start a senario anyways we will stay for eternity for us atleast we don't even have a sence of time niw and at one point we will forget it all and start again" it was like he wanted to talk more but knew that too much nfo dump might make the playe/listener/reader's too boored and he too was resonable after fin ally reaching this point in his existance what more can he do its not like he was real anyway he is just imagination whod continue his existance as long as someone read him they can continue to remeber him he would exist just like that one novel[many but famous] omv his and most of these kind of beings exist like this.
N##$$%# HE SIGHED and said "ok this would then be stanley parable 3,4,5 whatever i am too tired atleast give me back my ignorance sometimes knowing too much can also be a pain"
to which stanley in the current blank space said " okay thats fine but can you make my office,room or anything this blank space is too much for me i feel like pangu before creation of anyting in the empty void" he could even tell what this spaace was atleast in space it would be black but here there whwere no colour he was gonna ponder abt this space more but a little 'ahem' came in the space and it turned into stanley offic room 427
"hey now inted of you going to find the bucke the bucket will fin d you in few minutes or secs you can pick it up hahaha how is my new creativity"
N344## said in trying too keep a cheerful tone.
"alright but can you dometing about yourself it is really annoyiont alyaws you played as a voice in my head and bastartd i died many times due to this" he said this while waiting for the bucket to come to him he waited few second then it became a minute slowly time passed
"bastard" he said after it became an hour.