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The Extra of The Lunerra

The only game in my life that makes me laugh: The Lands of The Lunerra... I played this game for six thousand hours in three years, and the day I thought I had done everything I could in this game, I felt a great emptiness inside me. I thought nothing in my ordinary and monotonous life could make me happier than when I played this game. But it didn't take long for me to realize that I was wrong with an e-mail I received the night I finished the game. ---- Hi! Thank you to everyone who came to read this story. There are two things I want to tell you. First of all, I first started writing this about two years ago, but I was writing in my native language, Turkish, and on a different site. But unfortunately, the website where I published the series came to the brink of collapse. While I was thinking about where to publish the series, I remembered Webnovel and here I am. So this is my first English novel and I believe I will make mistakes while translating. Please forgive me for these if you encounter some of them. I will do my best. Second... yes, while writing this novel I was inspired by most of the novels I've read so far. Like TNE, that novel is a pure diamond for me and I don't think I will ever reach the level of that thing. So I want to say the first few chapters may feel familiar to you, but I'll do my best to smooth it out. Discord: https://discord.gg/eRZTrv6Y49

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Volume IV - Chapter 83: Two Days on the Battlefield

"Aiden! Get yerself over a hundred fifty meters northwest! You're the closest one!"

I squinted my eyes at the voice echoing in my skull, quickly turned to my left, and started running.

Our eyes met on the road with a soldier, his muzzle turned toward me, but he didn't have time to pull the trigger.

My sword first sliced his weapon in two, then his head separated from his torso, keeping the shocked expression on his face.

I didn't stop, I ignored him as his body was just beginning to fall to the ground, and I kept running toward my target.

Countless bullets rained down on me, as usual, and again, as usual, they were blocked by the winds created by Sith.

It was normal, I was getting used to it. After all, for the last two days, I had been in and out of this battlefield.

Finally, my target, a dwarf wearing armor like ours, came into my line of sight and I saw him aiming at a trench in our ranks.