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Hello! After about half a year, I am back with an update on this work. But sadly this isn't a new chapter but a goodbye. A lot of things have happened to me that made me not have the time and motivation to write and I feel like I owe a lot of you guys an apology on it.
I won't dwell too much on my personal life since that is my own issue but I can explain why I stopped updating for so long. I'm becoming a year 3 animation student after mid-April so a lot of my time is spent drawing and finishing assignments so that really clashed with my writing a lot since I would be so sleep deprived and previously I used to even write at 4AM in the morning when I was still invested in this piece. This piece means a lot to me since I didn't expect it to blow up that much as my first work. (If you wanna see my art, @__nanex is where its at on instagram)
But going back a few months, my laptop died around the end of December and when I got it back after a month, a lot of my files and stuff was gone and I took a lot of time restoring stuff on it. I couldn't write for about 2 months then since I also had to take up a part time job to pay off the repair fees and earn my own pocket money. Ee
And after that, my stupid ass deleted the google doc file by accident that held the entire series of this work (Including the new chapters I was working on) which led to me having to rewrite it from scratch when I was almost 80% done. So I got very burnt out on re-writing the many upcoming chapters.
So ok, that doesn't sound that bad right? Wrong. My family was stricken with the virus that caused the pandemic. My parents are separated so when one had the virus, I was forced to stay with the other immediately. And vice versa happened after 3 weeks later. So my family was in full panic mode and with the addition of school grinding on my ass daily, I had a hell of a month, I know this isn't an excuse but as the oldest kid, I had to take over a lot of things in the house which included housekeeping and cooking.
I got burnt out very fast.
Even though I thought a lot of this work while commuting to school and on my own free time daydreaming, I got bored by the idea of this concept very fast. Plus, I stopped watching MCYT during those months I was gone. Not that I would say I am not part of the fandom anymore but I would rather like to write differently now since my viewing of them changed a lot during those times when I was offline. I still like them a lot but it seems that I don't really have the leisure and time to be watching them daily anymore since I have to focus on my studies and personal life.
So! That is why, this work is getting a remake. A more realistic one which isn't confusing with so many characters. I still would love to portray the gremlins of MCYT in badass ways but I felt that this story was too much for me. And it didn't turn out the way I actually intended, it was mostly me filling in the holes in fear that someone would point out the horrible writing. And the theme of Mafia became more of an undercover one which wasn't even intended.
I really am thankful for all of those who stuck by me with this work and I'm very grateful! You guys brightened my days a lot with your comments and kudos. Even those heartwarming ones wishing for my health and my well-being made me so warm inside. I wonder if people even still talk about this work on platforms if fanart of this exist, but you guys made my days a lot of times. And I love you all so much for that!
NOW WHO WANTS TO READ A LITTLE SNEAK PEAK OF THE REMAKE CHAPTER 1:
Wilbur chased after him, feeling the cool air brush against his skin and let loose of the hood that covered his tremendous brown curls. Exposing to the world of his beautiful hair management skills. Him, no matter the beauty, lacked in many areas physically to even keep up with the runaway. Wilbur’s long lanky legs did no good to push him off the ground, his breath running out fast just like his stamina.
The building was tall. He cursed the person who designed it, wishing to release his face from the mask that covered most of his peripheral view.
Even from a group of famous wantees, he was really bad at this. Running, that is.
Barely even making his way up to the rooftop of the building, the lanky male hunched his back to support himself on his knees. Panting hard to catch his breath, with droplets of sweat threatening to fall off the tips of his very managed curls. His voice, haggled.
Turning to glance at the figure, he too had come to a stop. Staring down at Wilbur out of curiosity rather than panic. His hooded features made him look calm even when cornered.
Whoever this runaway was, he was confident in his skills to not get caught.
THAT IS ALL NOW, I HOPE TO PUBLISH THIS WORK SOON SINCE SCHOOL IS STARTING SOON SO YEAH :D I know it's short but spoiler! It is basically mafia vs slum kids. Take from the rich and sell to the poor type troupes. With OH MY GOD?! Adoption papers.
Thank you all for staying so long with me on this work even though it's ending. I still do plan to make little one shots of this but under this remake instead. If you guys wish to take inspiration or even adapt this work on your own, you guys are free to do so! As long credits are given that I was the original writer. (But I'm not really picky with writings since there are so many creative people on this platform) Go crazy!
Take care and thank you all so much! Stay well and remember to drink water and eat something once in awhile.