After writing over a million words and deciding that I was nowhere near finished, I tried to find a new thing to write. Should I work on a new character? A new world? Or maybe I'd expand on one of the stories of an existing character, to give them new depths that my readers hadn't yet seen. Little did I know that life would choose the next story for me. And I wouldn't be the one to write it.

I've seen enough anime and read enough stories to know about the isekai stereotype. Never thought it would happen to me. Who does?

But since I'm here, and I can't be sure that dying would let me go back to my normal life it seems I'm stuck. I guess I'll just take the chance to explore the world for myself and test the magic system. If I created everything, maybe I can become the strongest.

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