I am a female swordsman.

"It was all a dream."

How many times has this tragedy been repeated? Huang Quan herself doesn't know, but she knows that this long and beautiful dream will be another endless dream after a brief awakening.

"You failed to ascend to a higher dimension. Start over."

"Huang Quan, how many times has this happened?"

"...I can't remember either."

"You stand so high, how pathetic, Huang Quan."

The system, fragmented memories, and the forgotten past appeared as if time had reversed. Huang Quan had been thrown into the river of time for what seemed like the umpteenth time; she tried hard to remember something but remembered nothing.

The Ghoul World.

Inside the Uei University Library, listening to the whispers around her, the silver-haired, red-eyed beauty sighed softly. She was about to give up the quiet place she had finally found to read. Thinking this, she picked up *The Shadow Over Innsmouth* and headed towards the library administrator, Ken Kaneki.

"Return the books."

Finish this testimonial

From initial enthusiasm to midway through confusion, and then the desire to write down my thoughts, this book, I must admit, was written too much in my own way, without considering the feelings of my readers. I sincerely apologize for this, and I don't mean to make excuses for my shortcomings; it's simply that I failed to grasp a crucial point in my writing—perhaps this is due to my immaturity.

However, the doll is very grateful to the readers who have accompanied it this far.

Looking ahead, I'll likely continue writing new works, but what kind and how I'll write them is still unknown. A feeling of guilt towards my readers lingers in my heart; I'll probably need some rest... Once I've recovered, I'll continue creating works that will bring joy to my readers, instead of the unrestrained and free-flowing style of this one.

At last.

Thank you for reading this doll's wild and absurd story.