Chapter 1: The Drunken Prophecy I have no parents. Of course, I had no home, no money. Naturally, there was no such thing as a warm, caring hand. I was lonely. I was desolate. Loss and trauma came as a bonus. All I had was the stigma of being an orphan. If I tried to list all the hardships I endured since childhood, I’d probably run ...
Chapter 1: The Drunken Prophecy I have no parents. Of course, I had no home, no money. Naturally, there was no such thing as a warm, caring hand. I was lonely. I was desolate. Loss and trauma came as a bonus. All I had was the stigma of being an orphan. If I tried to list all the hardships I endured since childhood, I’d probably run out of paper. But, somehow, I’d managed to survive in this world pretty well so far. Unlike in the past, nowadays if you have a single skill, you can scrape by. And that skill helped me feel less lonely in solitude, helped me hold on to my sanity. [Enjoyed it, author-nim! I’ll look forward to your next work!] [Thank you for all your hard work until the end. Much appreciated.] [Chapter 132 was the first time a novel ever made me cry. I’m looking forward to your
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