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Plot Armor Is Overrated

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action adventure dark darkfantasy deadpan death fantasy fighting fights humor meta narrator nonsense ocstory originalcharacter overpowered parody plot problems satire satirical selfaware ốc

Welcome, dear reader, to a world meticulously constructed with love, care, and absolutely zero foresight.

A world where OCs are so powerful they sneeze and continents cry.

A world so overdesigned that my final villain was defeated in Chapter One by a protagonist who winked.

I should know. I wrote him.

And him. (Different guy, same god complex.)

Anyway, the point is: I did too good a job. I've crafted demigods, actual gods timelines, paradoxes, cosmic-level reset buttons. And somewhere along the way, I... uh... kind of deleted tension as a concept.

Conflict? Resolved before lunch.

Villains? Rehabilitated via hug.

Stakes? Dead on arrival.

It got boring. Not just for you, for me. Imagine being the literal narrator and having nothing left to narrate but flawless victories and sexy people brooding about how flawless they are.

So, in a stroke of pure desperation (or genius, we'll call it genius) I found her.

Nyx.All Rights Reserved

action adventure dark darkfantasy deadpan death fantasy fighting fights humor meta narrator nonsense ocstory originalcharacter overpowered parody plot problems satire satirical selfaware ốc

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