Hello reader! It's me, the narrator—you can tell from the above title. You probably noticed that I've been mostly absent from the last half of the book because I'm really funny and you like me. I was just dealing with a small existential crisis, so I couldn't chime in as often as I would have liked. So anywho, let me get to my point—you've been great, truly. But I won't be returning for the next book. It's not you. It's me. Why, you ask? Well—I died during this story, and my final wish before passing on was to tell the story of how James, the midworlder, discovered Inferos (and quite a few other things too)! I bet you're wondering: "Who the fuck was the narrator?" Take a minute to guess. I'll wait...
Okay? Done?
This is Sam the Fish, signing out.
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Ghosts in the Pumpkin Soup
FantasyWhat happens when a college dropout accidentally opens up the portal to HELL in his soup? Shenanigans of course! Now, James must team up with a flamboyant scarecrow, a jaded witch, an overzealous knight, and a virgin succubus to lock away what he's...