Chapter 24 - Thank You for Reaching the End

🥀 Dear Reader,

You weren't supposed to make it here.

Truly — I didn't expect anyone to read this far. This strange, deranged little apocalyptic opera of banana-scented doomed romance? This brainrot meme-based prophecy about crocodile priests, assassin cappuccinos, and ballerinas who end the world by kissing?

I thought maybe one or two people would skim a chapter, giggle nervously, and close the book before things got weird.

But you — you stayed.

You followed it to the end. Through the ruins. Through the riddles. Through the tangled lore and tragic humor. Through divine punishments and cursed monkeys and the echo of a single note that should never have been sung.

And for that — I thank you. Deeply, weirdly, sincerely.

Because this story was never meant to be just read. It was meant to unfold in your brain like a bad prophecy told by someone beautiful and unhinged at 2AM (i'm actually writing this in the middle of the night LOL)

It was meant to leave you with questions. To maybe even haunt you a little.To make you laugh at things you shouldn't laugh at.To make you mourn something that was never real.

And maybe, just maybe, to make you ask:"Was I part of the story all along?"

You were.

You are.

You will be.

Grazie di cuore,For reading to the final page.For turning the key.

And if you ever hear a strange tune in your sleep…Don't hum it back.

Con affetto e un pizzico di dannazione,

Дякую,Roge Park from Ukraine.