I didn’t plan it this way, but fate has a strange sense of humor.

  Those two chapters dropped on November 20th — my birthday. The day I turned 23… and the day Nero Angelo was born.

  I won’t lie — writing them broke me. I couldn’t sleep for three days and couldn’t write for a month. Even now, thinking about what happened still feels heavy. But maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be. Stories like this aren’t meant to comfort — they’re meant to leave something behind.

  If you’ve come this far, thank you. Every read, every comment, every small bit of support means more than I can explain.

  Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.

  I’m still running this whole thing on a dying laptop, but I’m doing my best to make this story — and eventually, its webcomic and anime — a reality.

  If you want to help keep this dream alive, you can do so through my [ko-fi.com/NeroAngelo90845]() [patreon.com/NeroAngelo549](). But even if all you do is read, that’s already enough.

  Thank you for being here.