《They said I could become anything so I became a _____!!!》Not a chapter but important nonetheless!
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Hello, Birdie here! As all you guys read in the title this is NOT a chapter but I'm going to talk about two. Now, the latest two chapters (chapter 76 and 77) had a few mistakes, well a lot of mistakes. Thankfully some of you guys pointed it out and therefore I will fix it! I will do my best to fix the chapters but in case I miss something, please feel free to comment or send me a message. I am not perfect, nor do I pretend to be, so never be worried that I will take it the wrong way. I will probably start fixing the mistakes today but if I don't... There's nothing you can do! MOAHAHAHAHA!!! Uhum, but really, please wait until tomorrow to comment on how many of my mistakes I missed, hopefully I can find them by myself!
But I also want to thank you guys for what you have done, I'm happy that so many pointed out the faults in these chapters. For me it shows that you guys care (wow, I use the phrase "you guys" a lot) and I just wanna say that I really appreciate that. I want to thank you for reading and supporting this lil' story of mine, it really means a lot (ah, I'm so cheesy you could call me Cheddar). A special shout out to Truth, for always helping me come up with new ideas and pointing out my many, many mistakes! You're awesome! High five!
Well, that's all I guess. May lord Hariam bless you all!
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