robsmothers

Im going to be adding more chapters to the lost nation of Tartaria due to more recent events 

Willvote4u

@robsmothers I already know where you're going with this. Looking forward to those chapters.
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robsmothers

Dear Readers,
          
          The Lost Nation of Tartaria was originally meant to be a 12-chapter book.
          Chapter 11 was designed to mirror Trump’s second era and the rise of Project 2025.
          
          But real life keeps adding more to the story—more events, more chaos, more pages that feel like they belong in this world.
          
          So now, I leave the decision in your hands:
          
          
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          1. End the book as originally planned, stopping at Chapter 12.
          2. Wait to see what else happens in real life before writing the final chapter.
          3. Extend the book into more chapters beyond Chapter 12.
          
          
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          Let me know in the comments.
          Your voice will decide where this story goes next.
          

robsmothers

@Sam_thegreatguy thank you you actually gave me a great idea I was stuck because chapter 11 is what's going on right now in America but it keeps getting more intense here but thanks to you comment I know what to do the lost nation of Tartaria will still only going to be 12 chapters but thanks to your comment after I get done with the first book ill make another book another journal of the events that collapsed the Tartarian nation from a different preson prospective thank you so very much for the great idea I owe you one 
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Sam_thegreatguy

@robsmothers 2 and 3 are not bad but I would love to see more chapters beyond 12 if you're okay writing more. Your tone, visual and idea is just amazing.
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robsmothers

          Author’s Note: This Is More Than a Story
          
          (A message to anyone who hasn’t fallen asleep yet)
          
          > “They won’t hear the warning, Kaelen. Not in time.”
          “Then we leave it in the ashes, and pray someone reads.”
          
          
          
          Hey.
          Yeah—you, the one scrolling.
          
          You might’ve hearted this story, maybe even followed it. But have you actually read it?
          
          Because this isn’t just fiction.
          It’s a map.
          
          A journal buried under rubble.
          A torch in the smoke.
          A warning about where we’re headed, not where we’ve been.
          
          You think it’s just John and Sarah? Just some broken rebels fighting in the ruins of a forgotten world?
          
          No.
          It’s you.
          It’s us.
          It’s right now.
          
          This country—this place we keep calling “free”—is already halfway gone.
          You don’t see it because they trained you not to look.
          They trained you to scroll. To heart. To move on.
          
          But I’m not here to sell you comfort.
          I’m here to hand you a grenade wrapped in pages.
          Because the flood is coming. The silence is deepening. And most people you know are already underwater.
          
          So if this story haunts you—
          Good.
          If it makes you feel sick—
          Even better.
          Because that means you’re not numb yet.
          
          Read the pages. Share the words. Carry the fire.
          Because one day, someone will say “no one warned us.”
          
          And you’ll know the truth.
          You were warned.
          You just didn’t listen.
          
          —R
          (The last witness still shouting through the static)
          
          

robsmothers

I didn’t write The Lost Nation of Tartaria to entertain. I wrote it because I was afraid—and because silence felt like surrender.
          
          The world around me is changing. People are being divided, silenced, and manipulated. Truth is treated like an enemy. History is being erased before our eyes.
          
          I saw the patterns. I saw the warnings. And I couldn’t sit quietly anymore.
          
          So I turned to what I know—storytelling.
          I built a fictional world based on real fears, real events, and real consequences. A mirror. A message. A protest.
          
          Tartaria is not just a lost nation. It is a warning.
          This book is for anyone who still questions.
          For anyone who still listens.
          For anyone who still hopes.
          
          If this story makes you feel uncomfortable—that’s okay.
          If it makes you think deeper—that’s the point.
          If it makes you speak up—then it’s already done its job.
          

robsmothers

Dear readers,
          
          First, thank you—from the bottom of my heart—for walking with me through the shadows of the Shino Realm. Your support, your excitement, and your presence have meant more to me than I can express. This world was born from something deep in me, and your belief in it helped bring it to life.
          
          But today, I need to pause.
          
          Not because I’ve lost my love for the story—but because something in the real world has shaken me. I’ve been watching what’s happening around us—deep injustice, division, fear—and I can’t shake the feeling that I need to do more than just tell a fantasy story right now. I believe stories have power. And I want to use that power to speak to what’s happening in our time… even if it means stepping away from Shino Realm for a while.
          
          I’m working on a new project called “The Lost Nation of Tartaria.” It’s different. It’s raw. It’s fiction—but not just fantasy. It’s a reflection of what we’re living through now, told through another lens. And maybe, just maybe, it can help others see.
          
          I’m not deleting the Shino Realm. I’m not walking away forever. It’s a part of me, and it always will be. But for now… I’m answering another call. I hope you’ll understand. And when I return to the shadows, I hope you’ll still be there—waiting.
          
          With respect, fire, and gratitude,
          –Shadow Forger
          
          

robsmothers

Calling All Artists – Join the Shadows
          
          The Shino Realm is growing—and I’m looking for artists who feel the story in their bones.
          
          If you’ve read the episodes and feel that pulse—the cold silence of Shuriken, the fire in Ken’s rage, the ice in Fuyu’s precision—I’d love to work with you.
          
          This is a world of shadows, sacrifice, and legacy.
          If you want to bring it to life visually, reach out.
          
          Let’s build something legendary.

robsmothers

The Realm Breathes Again – Dorm 17 Rises
          
          Some journeys demand silence.
          Not as surrender—but as transformation.
          
          After a sacred pause for one of life’s greatest steps, the creators of Shino Realm have returned.
          The shadows have waited. The story has sharpened. The next chapter will not ask for patience—it will strike.
          
          Dorm 17 still stands. The Tournament rages. Bonds deepen, rivalries crack, and a storm gathers beneath the surface.
          
          Thank you for waiting—not as readers, but as part of the clan.
          Now, the Realm calls again.
          
          “Fuyu moves like ice, but it’s what’s behind his eyes that chills the soul.”
           Episode 15
          
          The next episode drops soon. Prepare yourselves.
          The shadows remember everything.
          

robsmothers

To my Shino Clan family —
          No episode last week or this week.
          I'm getting married and taking a big step, just like the bonds we forge in the Realm.
          The next episode will drop the Friday after my wedding, carrying even more spirit and heart.
          Thank you for standing by me. Stay strong — the story lives on!