A Message from Your Beloved Author
Hello everyone! This is your beloved author, VoidScribe.
I'm writing this mainly for the new readers coming in, and of course, for those who have been following us and enjoying the novel. The main reason for this little space is to ask you to give Samael's story a real chance. At least... try to stick with us until chapter 200+.
(Yes, yes, I know what you're thinking: "Hey, but you haven't uploaded that many chapters yet!"). Give me some time! I try to update daily. Although, if you prefer, you can stack up the chapters and wait until I reach that point to decide whether to give both the story and this author a chance.
I started writing this as a simple hobby. Just like many of you, I'm also an avid reader; I love fantasy novels, martial arts, power systems, and all that good stuff. But even though it's true this was born as a pastime, I really want to keep going and give it an epic ending, an ending worthy of a Morningstar. So I hope we can reach that goal together with your valuable support.
I also wanted to apologize if the grammar is a bit lacking sometimes. My native language is Spanish, but I do my best in every paragraph to bring you a story that is good, or at the very least, decent.
(Lets out a long sigh)... Single life is so hard. Let's hope Samael's absurd luck rubs off on me a bit so I can get a cute girl soon... maybe a goth girl (Drools), one who dominates me (Smirks), or a combination of both (Eyes sparkle).
(Realizes his thoughts escaped onto the keyboard. Lets out a cough and a very awkward laugh). Ahem! Sorry, boys and girls... (whispers to himself: "I really hope there are actually girls reading this... wait a minute, what if they're all guys?"). (A slight shiver runs down his spine at the thought). (Quickly erases his imagination by shaking his head).
(Another nervous laugh).
Ahem, getting back on track... Do you know what Samael's enemies and my paycheck have in common? They both disappear into the Void before I even realize it. The only difference is that for his enemies, Samael makes them disappear by prescribing his famous headache remedy: pulling the problem out by the roots... straight from the neck.
(Awkward silence). Alright, alright, I'll stick to writing the novel and leave the comedy to others.
I truly hope you join me on this grand adventure, my dear dragons. See you in the next updates!
Your beloved author,
VoidScribe.