luck-books

So let''''s cut the pretense: this is some garbage-tier weaboo fiction. I have no idea what I''''m doing, but I feel it''''s important to say that this is some nonsense I write for fun. I don''''t think it''''s very good. I''''d even go as far as to say that I''''m not a good writer at all. I picked up a ball that started rolling when I was a kid and have been intermittently punting it towards the next chapter whenever I feel like it. And you can come on this garbage ride too if you really feel like it. Who knows, maybe there''''s some gold to be salvaged from this dumpster fire?