Heretical Fishing - Chapter 53Book 3: : Expansion

It’s been a year since everyone’s beloved heroine was possessed by a jealous villainess. I was tired of dealing with the male leads who came to tell me not to bother the heroine, and the angel-type heroine, who was completely oblivious to her. All human relationships are useless.“No matter what happens to the original story, I plan to live with cats for the rest of my life and then die of old age.”So, I decided to stay at home. The so-called Emperor Self Imprisonment.You have so much money, why do you leave?In order to live a comfortable life in confinement, they spend a lot of money making tape recorders and gramophone magic tools, but something is strange. The wizard who makes magic tools is too handsome for an extra.“… “It’s strange that I don’t see you.”“I was wrong.”In the meantime, the original male leads make a strange mistake and are in trouble.Please let me just be a homebody.

Come here folks, let me tell you a wondrous story about a bizarre world.

A world with two moons and three suns.

A world where death is never the end and birth is just the beginning of misery.

A world filled with stories of love, war, and betrayal.

A world where the gods are bored of the mundane as much as you.

And then there is I, the maestro of this bizarre world that exists solely to entertain you.

So follow me and enjoy the misery as much as I do.

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A mentally ill man who only finds the meaning of life in twisted entertainment stumbles upon the supernatural world. A world full of chaos, and entities that can cause one to go mad. But what if you are mad to begin with.

Let’s watch our Jester as he crafts entire plays to entertain an audience that only exists in his head.

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