I just finished reading one of my favorites webnovels, called “The Novel’s Extra”, really, it was like the fourth time that I read it, and I like it pretty much, like every other webnovel, it has its ups and downs, though I’m not one to read things because they’re good or bad, I read if they catch my interest, and stop if I feel like it…

Up to this day, few things grabbed my interest, at least enough to keep to them for more than a few weeks… I’ve done everything, from sports to arts, and I could count with my hands how many of them I still barely like, not to mention things I love, which would be counted with one hand at most.

Don’t know how to explain that feeling, and not many people believes me, or even if they do, they don’t truly understand how empty it feels, like something was missing inside me, like a void that I couldn’t fill no matter how hard I tried.

Given the boring life I had, without motivation nor interests, the best thing to do I found was to kill myself. Sadly though, it was pointless, the human body is more durable than what some shows make it to be… And that got me going back home, without motivation to even try suicide again, not unless you give me a gun, which would do the job easier.

So that’s how I got here, reading for the fourth time one of the only few things that I barely enjoy. Though, right now, I still didn’t know what destiny had prepared for me… Nor like I would care, really.