300th Day of Writing

Oh crap, I just realized that I've already been writing for 300 days!

Wow, 300 fucking days of pure effort, is my work ethic insane or what?

Just like they say, if you love your work, it will never feel like work or some shit.

Here's a short exert from some of my later chapters:

'Hmm?'

His scarlet soulfire eyes flickered in curiosity as he felt something amiss out of nowhere. This intuition, it was a product he trained and developed with the help of magic, it allowed him to sense something wrong was going to happen which alerted his mind.

As he stood up and a field of mana surrounded him, he tried to sense what was amiss but saw nothing, confusing him further. But, out of nowhere, he suddenly grunted as a sudden pressure pressed down on his body out of nowhere.

It was suffocating, it was akin to an entire world pressing down on him. It was a level of pressure not even he could resist!

'What is this?!' He questioned in his mind as his scarlet soulfire eyes glowed brightly. He tried to move his mana, but to no avail. Not only that, he could even feel a presence tampering with his phylactery and soul!

Alarmed by that, he tried to resist further but he wasn't able to do anything. Slowly, his flickering soulfire eyes started to wane, and from the middle, his scarlet eyes turned purple. It was akin to a visual representation of the weird presence corrupting him.

The more it spread, the more he felt his will slowly being altered by that strange force. Even with his strength, he was just a helpless ant against this force.

Until finally, his pair of scarlet soulfire eyes turned bright purple. The pressure slowly lifted from his body as an unbearable silence ensued. The whole room was eerily dark, with the only source of light being the flickering purple eyes of Isaac Deathwill.

But inside his mind was a lot different. Memories, no, a set of knowledge not belonging to him invaded his very soul and was ingrained in his being. Worlds not his own, lives experienced by others very much similar to him, and he slowly felt his own soul getting influenced by that stream of info.

And one simple thing rang in his mind, a ridiculous idea that made him feel chaotic emotions, "To plot against a Goddess? Hahahahaha!"

He laughed madly as he sat down on his throne and his soulfire eyes flickered wildly. To scheme against a Goddess, it was mad and insane, yet… He crazedly looked at the air in front of him and waved his arm, his mana moved and warped the fabrics of space in front of him, allowing a tear to form and he plunges his arm deep inside.

He pulled it out swiftly, and he held a weird white orb that glowed brightly in front of him. It was his phylactery, the container of his very soul and one of his sources of immortality and eternal life.

"Kukuku, to think I'd experience something as ridiculous as this! Very well, I accept your proposal, Freidrich Braun!"

As the name of Freidrich Braun rang with a strange power, Isaac watches as his soul turned purple for a split second, that scene causing a mad cackle to erupt from his mouth as he rammed his arm to his soul and severed a small part out of his soul, causing a pain that would cause anyone to be knocked unconscious greet him.

But his eyes simply flickered with madness and a complex spell matrix covered the severed part of his soul.

'To scheme against a Goddess who exists throughout the multiverse, hahaha!'

As the severed part of his soul slowly flew away in front of him, Isaac continued to laugh loudly inside his throne room, for he has become a part of a scheme that would affect countless universes.

With that, a white soul slowly flew through the void of space as it traversed an unknown length for an unknown amount of time. It flew past multiple planets and solar systems, until it finally arrived near a blue planet called Earth.

As if being noticed by somebody, a golden radiance suddenly erupts near the severed soul of Isaac Deathwill, and just like that, the soul flew to the surface of Earth, for another part of Braun's plans shall now start!

***

Man, I really love writing Isaac Deathwill.

Also, reading too much Reverend Insanity has made my writing style become more... explaining in a sense when I wrote Chapter 153 and 154 today. Here's another short exert:

'S-Shit! Who is attacking me? What are these things? I've never seen them before!'

Using technology wasn't an unorthodox thing in this world when it comes to dealing with monsters. In fact, there are many technomancers in the world! They are able to create technological constructs through the use of their magic and exert high destructive potential, but he could clearly sense that those constructs floating in the air in front of him right now aren't connected to any sources of mana!

A technomancer's constructs are directly upheld by the technomancer, meaning they are connected to the technomancer through their mana, but the thing he is seeing in front of him isn't connected to any mana sources!

Not only that, the cubes in the air firing dangerous beams of blue light are their own mana source!

His mind was in an utter mess right now and he wasn't able to think clearly, he just assumed that they were from a technomancer and not just an organic product of normal technology and science.

'SHIT!' Out of nowhere, he senses a beam hastily approaching from behind him out of nowhere, its dangerous presence causing Gal Ryuk's mind to be alert.

What do I do? That was the question that came to his mind in this dangerous situation. Three from the front, two from the sides, and one from the back. All of his escape routes were blocked and he has no way to dodge them in time at the rate of their speed.

Should he cast a spell? No, the attack power of multiple beams would directly destroy any protection spells he casts. Should he summon a monster to face the brunt of the attack? No, they would surely pierce and kill him.

Countless thoughts flooded his mind in an instant as he desperately tried to think of a way out, and like a light bulb flashing in his mind, his eyes widened and he felt the talisman hidden inside his pocket activating after flooding mana into it.

'A teleportation talisman! How could I have forgotten about it!' Gal Ryuk cried out in joy and felt the fabrics of space tearing apart in front of him and his body moving to a different location.

The talisman has a limited range, so he tried to think of first teleporting away outside of his house and run far away, to enter a crowded area and stop their assassination attempt. If the others saw him getting assassinated in public, it would definitely incur public attention.

***

You see what I mean? I'm explaining shit in more detail compared to before. It's something I've noticed in the author of Reverend Insanity, he explains things more in-depth and it's really a foundational part of his writing style.

You really won't understand what I mean if you haven't been closely inspecting my writing style, but I generally don't explain things too much and I think I should fix that because it increases my word count and give more info for the readers.

Yeah, reading novels is considered studying for me. I read as an author, not as a reader. I read others for the purpose of learning, you read for the purpose of enjoyment.

You won't notice the intricacies of their writing style if you really don't focus on it, and my writing style has evolved over the months which most of you guys haven't even noticed yet!

But yeah, 300 days, how does that make me feel?

Well, I can say these past 300 days have definitely made my life more interesting compared to before.

If I hadn't started writing, I'd probably be depressed or some shit right now. But yeah, I'm already prepared to stop writing in a few more weeks when my lifespan reaches its limit.

What did I gain for writing for 300 days?

Definitely the ability to make schemes

I also have a deeper understanding of the human psyche

Writing has broadened my horizons by a lot

My superiority complex has gotten stronger

My status as an author gives me a sense of pride over what I have accomplished in life

What do I plan to do in the future?

Maybe become a youtuber or some shit to give guidance from my perspective, an experience author in the webnovel sphere.

But eh, I'd probably just become a doctor or lawyer and earn some money in the future. Or maybe an engineer. Who knows, I'll probably create an online business or some shit.

Anyways, I'll definitely want a lucrative job or have an easy job in the future. Maybe I'll return as an author under a new pen name and start from scratch using my experiences and blow up.

Yes, I have the confidence to achieve a few thousand collections and fans again in another account if I really want to, it's pretty fucking easy really once you've spent fucking 300 days writing!

But yeah, that's that, 300 days is pretty fucking cool, see you guys later!

(Expected death date: October 28, 2022)

Update: Yeah, it's still your author from April 9, 2023.

Wow, death date my ass! Hahaha! It really puts a damn tear to my eye seeing my past. It just gives so much nostalgia.

Damn, I've been a writer for exactly 500 days now and I've definitely become more insane. Besides that, go meditate ya little bitch and become more compassionate to all life because I myself have been doing loving compassion meditation.

Also, because this would be more impactful so that you can glean into what it feels like to delve back into your past, but I'm deleting chapters that reveals my darkest secrets starting from the most latest chapters. That means the me you see in later chapters are the past me, so that's gonna be a woozy! So yeah, have fun reading the tiny little updates my past me has written while I go dive deeper into the past.