I am not a monk monkey, I am a monkey monk.
You read my story, I give you enlightenment. I read your story, I give you enlightenment.
We are in a parasitic relationship.
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TheMonkeyMonk
2 years ago
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Oh good heavens, is that the author reviewing his work? I must be seeing wrong!
You are seeing wrong. I am not the author. This story is very good. Perfect story, go read.
Okay, soulless cheap humour aside, this story has no aim to become anything. Anything in the sense that it has a solid framework, a definitive end, and a perhaps thought-out journey in the middle. There is none. There is just the premise, and the entire premise, that is a system shared by a very limited populace in the universe to help universe shape 'itself' in the 'right' way is just my way of saying ''I want to change entire genres and settings in a chapter, because I want to write without feeling bored.''
Of course, I will neither do my work half-assedly(though I am bad with numbers), nor will I repeat annoying tropes for word count. I, also, will do my best to answer some personal questions that I believe all young men and women might have had in their lives.
TLDR: I am a monkey monk with no attention span.
Li Ao had always been the most infamous troublemaker of the Holy Capital.
Though he was talented, he spent most of his time reading rubbish novels by mortal writers, wreaking havoc in the family estate, and angering his grandfather to death.
After creating a huge blunder in the Royal Palace, his grandfather locked him into the family dungeons as a punishment.
But right after being locked in the dungeons, a mysterious voice called out to him, assigning him to the position of an Agent of The Universe!
What is this weird system, why does it shit-talk him, and what does it mean to be an agent of the Universe?
[Also on Royalroad!]
Oh good heavens, is that the author reviewing his work? I must be seeing wrong! You are seeing wrong. I am not the author. This story is very good. Perfect story, go read. Okay, soulless cheap humour aside, this story has no aim to become anything. Anything in the sense that it has a solid framework, a definitive end, and a perhaps thought-out journey in the middle. There is none. There is just the premise, and the entire premise, that is a system shared by a very limited populace in the universe to help universe shape 'itself' in the 'right' way is just my way of saying ''I want to change entire genres and settings in a chapter, because I want to write without feeling bored.'' Of course, I will neither do my work half-assedly(though I am bad with numbers), nor will I repeat annoying tropes for word count. I, also, will do my best to answer some personal questions that I believe all young men and women might have had in their lives. TLDR: I am a monkey monk with no attention span.
I Have Become an Agent of The Universe!
Fantasy · TheMonkeyMonk