Final Thoughts
And so, the story of "Type-Moon: My Fate Compendium" comes to an end here.
Truth be told, everyone can see that this story could have continued for a while longer. Many foreshadowing elements from earlier chapters remain unresolved, not to mention the Lostbelts weren't even touched upon...
But please, give me a break. Who would have thought that when I first started writing this book, I was just an absolute newbie who had only watched Fate/Zero and Fate/stay night, super excited thinking "Ah, I must write something about this!"? Then shortly after publishing, I discovered "Holy crap, there are so many Type-Moon works out there! What's this FGO thing?"
Looking back, those days of pretending to know more than I did to save face were truly something. To catch up, I even binge-watched FGO's story day and night, once setting myself the Herculean task of finishing all Lostbelts and events in one summer vacation.
That's so me.jpg.
But for a writer, nothing is sadder than when passion fades, or when reality stands in the way of imagination.
I've forgotten exactly when I started this book, but I still remember the difficult times during its creation. Even when overwhelmed by academic workload three times, I gritted my teeth and kept typing away at the keyboard.
Though immature, though now when I revisit it, I cringe so hard I could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the floor with my toes...
Sometimes lying back in my chair, staring at the ceiling, this realization would surface in my heart.
This feeling will probably accompany me throughout my writing career.
What's even sadder is that due to some truly dumb moves on my part, this book crashed and burned shortly after takeoff. Fewer and fewer readers followed along, and my earnings plummeted dramatically.
Alas, let me sing of my aspirations.
After all, by the time I finished this book, I was already in my senior year. My parents had started worrying about my future employment. Without marketable skills, it would be hard to survive outside the ivory tower.
I needed to achieve something respectable, with this pen... no, I should say, with this computer and keyboard now?
But when writing stories, I inevitably fall into self-doubt.
Has my writing improved? Are my stories more engaging now? Has my effort paid off?
If I lose my ability to write, what other survival skills do I have? How would I be different from any other graduate?
I need proof.
Proof to my parents that I can survive in society. Proof to society that I can balance my passion with work.
So I'm ending this immature book, though reluctantly, to recharge and prepare for the next beginning.
I'm deeply grateful to all of you who've followed along until now. When bored, I love browsing the comments section, enjoying readers' amusing remarks.
All you readers are such talents, so pleasant to talk with—I absolutely love it here.
It's your support that kept me motivated to continue writing. I already have an idea for my next book—it'll probably be a fanfic of "Full-Time Magister." You can criticize Author Luan for this or that, but his imagination is truly first-rate. Coincidentally, both the Kamen Rider and Ultraman franchises have been promoting "imagination" lately, haven't they?
Let imagination run wild.jpg!!!
And so, Sakatsuki's story comes to an end here. I have one tiny little survey for you all—feel free to leave your comments below.
What do you think of my writing style? Are there any shortcomings I need to improve?
That's what I most want to know right now. Well then, everyone, see you in the next book!
With love, Sunset Tavern.