Monokuma Theater!
You know what I've grown tired of? Critics. Every single one of these guys act like they're the voice of God himself, and that only they have an opinion that matters. But that's the paradox, isn't it? Opinions don't matter. Everyone has the right to their own opinion, no matter how stupid they are. Some people get excited when a solar eclipse happens, but some say that being excited for cosmic events is for stupid losers and the things that really matter are crying about nerdy space films. Is that other person an idiot? Absolutely, but come on, let's all be honest with each other. The world's less interesting without these contrarians. Chaos makes the world fun. So, next time you see someone online posting a stupid opinion, just remember that opinions are completely meaningless. Not only does no one care about your opinion. No one cares about their opinion either. The sands of time will completely wash them away, and eventually, you'll forget what you were even arguing about in the first place.
A special apology must be issued from me. Something going on with me mentally. I'm not quite sure what it is. I'm just lacking in motivation for this, for drawings, for playing games, and when I do get into it, I'm just not proud of my work. I think in case of this story, it's that I'm trying a different approach with how to handle the cast. It's not the standard morning meeting, free time, and dinner cycle that filled Chapters 1 and 2. While this is absolutely needed for the direction of the story, I can't half ass it. For the sake of the story's quality but also to you guys you've been so patient and open with your thoughts. After posting this, I'll get back to working on it. Take care.