Dimensions Collide: Destiny Bond Afterword

Afterword

Hello.

That’s it, I guess. That’s the end.

I feel a little silly writing this, since I don’t think this story is so grand as to deserve parting words. I’ve already rewritten the entire first arc, and 13 chapters of the sequel are ready. So this is by no ans the end of anything grand, just of one singular story.

And yet there’s a hole in my heart that wasn’t there before.

It’s been almost seven years since I could say I’ve started writing. The first three years of that are filled with mories I’d honestly rather forget, but at the sa ti, I can’t, because they’ve built who I am as a writer. They’ve shaped what this story is as it is now. If I hadn’t gone through that phase, I don’t know that I would’ve had the grit to see this story through until the end.

In 2022, I started “Dinsions Collide: Destiny Bond” as a ans for to practice for the story I wanted to write, that being the prequel to this story. Of course, I wanted this story to do well, so I started with a trial run. That was to give practice in all the elents I would put together.

A year later, I deleted that and started the version of Destiny Bond you are reading now. That was published for two years, and then it was taken down after I learned that there were ways to advertise one’s story on . As much as I claim to write for myself, I do enjoy having readers comnt and react to the events of the story.

In November of 2024, the story you have just read was uploaded.

And now it’s finished.

To be honest, I would have liked more writers. My identity is secret, but I enjoy the feeling of being famous, at least a bit, and who wouldn’t want to make money off sothing they love?

I’m getting off topic.

The point is, I learned so much as a result of finishing this.

I won’t go into the details too much. But the most important part is that I learned to fail.

I learned to fall. To take a hit. And that even if I fail, I just need to get back up again.

I’m sure, in the future, I will continue to make mistakes, both in writing and in my life. But it’s not the end. It’s never the end. Because as long as I have the ability to continue, a failure is only as bad as I let it be.

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I love this story. I really do. I don’t think I’ll ever write a story that doesn’t contain John or Prota. Once this is done, there is a good chance I will not continue, or I will just continue writing stories involving them for fun. In a sense, I’m not the best of authors. I don’t have the most creative mind or the most brilliant of ideas.

At the end of the day, I’m one author among millions. There are many who can produce a work equal to mine.

There are many who can do better than I.

And yet.

I am the only one who can write this story.

Because I am writing this story for .

And I suppose that’s sothing to be proud of.

But enough about for now.

You. The readers.

In a way, this story is for you as well. As much as I write for myself, I cannot deny that the comnts and interactions I’ve had along the way were incredible boosts to my morale. To those who left a review or comnt, really, thank you so much. You have no idea how much it brightens my day to see you reading the story in so way or another.

Perhaps I am the creator of this tale.

But when you read it, in a way, it becos yours.

A story is simply the perspective into a life. The perspective I chose to write. But how you choose to interpret it is up to you. And so in a way, each one of you gets your own individual story.

If there is a ssage I could give to everyone…

I suppose it would be to never give up.

On your hopes. On your dreams.

Because you never know what might happen next.

Even if we aren’t [Characters] in a [Story], the things life throws at us are not blessings or curses.

They simply are.

So.

251 chapters. 1,026,643 words. 554 days.

And one story later.

Destiny Bond cos to a close.

I am losing a part of my life, it feels like. Perhaps I am. After all, this story has been with for quite so ti, now. A chapter of my own life is now coming to a close. If I were a [Character], it would be apt to say that I am being cursed by so sort of [Author], perhaps, but I do not have that luxury.

In the end, I, too, must accept it.

Nothing lasts forever.

A story that begins is ant to end.

So.

From the bottom of my heart.

Thank you.

It was a wonderful adventure.

As one story cos to a close, another one begins.

And in the end, I am one step closer to my goal.

I’ll see you around, everyone.

-CIGAP