It feels weird, writing it all down. It doesn't sound very believable, come to think of it. So I suppose that right about now you're realising that, yes, this is another one of those stories where the author pretends to be the main character who later returns to record their adventure and warn everyone about some coming danger.
If that's what you want to believe, then by all means, feel free to cast this off as a simple story some girl wrote when she was bored. But if you're smarter than that, if you're in the know, then please keep reading. It's important.
I was in your position once. When I first joined, this was all one big puzzle that I couldn't seem to solve. Hell, it still is. But maybe you're smarter than me. Maybe you can figure it out. And you know what? I really hope you can.
Because believe me, right now, there's a lot more at stake than what can be explained in a simple prologue.
This is my story. The story of the puzzle. The story of the solution. And maybe, it will be your story too.
And in the most selfish way possible, I really hope so. Because it doesn't get much prettier from here on in.
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Puzzled
FantasyDear reader, What I'm about to tell you is strictly confidential. Were anyone to find out about this, I'll be in big trouble. So of course I've decided to post it all on the internet. Because you know what? I'm tired of hiding. And to be perfectly h...
