All good times come to an end……but all ends are also beginnings of something else

Hey there all you awesome people.

To all of you who were here from before the 10 month hiatus, I offer you my deepest apologies.

I am the very abrupt kind of burnout-er (as is plain to see), the kind who just abruptly disappears off the face of the earth. And when I come back, I always come back with apologies.

I admit that this is a problem, but this is something for me to work out.
All I can do for now is offer my apologies, then move on.

As I’m sure many of you know by now, I have signed with J-Novel Club.
For those who didn’t know, this would be my official announcement, I suppose.
Now, that means several things:
1. I can’t continue as a fan translator anymore.
2. That’s pretty much the biggest reason why I’m changing my name to Taishi and (for lack of a better way of putting it) washing my hands of this site (and its related spaces, such as the Discord server).
3. I can proudly call myself an actual LN translator now (this is pretty big for me personally, it’s always been a dream of mine).
4. Unfortunately, Shadows is published by Kadokawa, and that’s pretty much entirely Yen territory ^^”
5. What I can do is……….Secret Organization!!!

That’s kinda the peace offering I’m bringing though, it’d be super rude to the series to call it a mere peace offering.

This series is chuuni like Shadows AND is self-aware/meta like Deadpool.
And now I have an amazing editor who is an enormous help with making the translation that much better.
Releases are usually 1 per week, but as a treat, Part 1 and 2 will be coming out within a week of each other!

And while I’m promoting stuff, I’ve also just finished up Vol 1 of a series called Middle-Aged Businessman, Arise in Another World! アラフォー営業マン、異世界に起つ! ~女神パワーで人生二度目の成り上がり~ on JNC, with Vol 2 on the way soon!

This one is an isekai transmigration one. But as I hope all you guys know by now, I only go for series with an interesting twist. The twist in this one is that 1) OP is in his forties and transmigrated over with his whole family (so no teenage angst and no harems) and 2) OP is OP, but opts instead to use marketing strategies to musou in an economic way lol.

I would love it if you guys could follow me over to JNC. Not for me (I’m not worth the $5/month lol), but for these two and soooooo many more amazing light novels on there.
(And if I can be honest, they drive a faster pace than I drove myself when I was doing fan translations on this site 😅 In other words, that means very brisk progress through books.)

Well alright that’s it for the advertisements. I will be setting up a new website and a new Discord server over the weekend, which I will announce on here also. I won’t be able to respond as much as before (cus I’m too busy translating!), especially on Discord, cus the msgs fly by like mad and then there are like pages to read by the time I check, but I’ll do my best to keep channels open (especially open to pointers about typos and mistakes). It’s my hope that you guys like them as places to mess around and be silly like you did for here (true story, for me, reading the comments was the best part of doing the fan translations hahaha).

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The Awakening (Warning: very cringe; skip to next post for the actual talk & announcements)

Tenshi blinked several times, slowly raising her head.

She slowly rubbed her bleary golden eyes.

What was I doing? I’m…at my desk? Oh, I fell asleep out of the blue again?

Narcolepsy.
Ever since young, Tenshi had been struggling with a condition called burnout that made her suddenly lose consciousness out of the blue.
Just like Riki.
…………Who’s Riki?

A yawn came, followed by another, then a third.
Almost through muscle memory, she reached out to start up her computer.
Enter.
The RGB fans whirred to life, and the monitor lit up.

I can’t remember clearly, but for some reason I feel like I’ve dreamed so much this time. Somebody was…depressed? Or lost? And……job interviews—why would I dream about that?—and…… something really happy happened?

Unnn, it’s no good, I can’t remember clearly……

I wonder how long did I sleep this time though……?

Her monitor lit up, showing the document that she had apparently being working on right before she suddenly lost consciousness.

The Last Updated said Sep 30…… and the date displayed at the bottom right said…Jul 18…which meant……

Ten months, huh.

…………

……Hm? Ten……months?

TEN MONTHS?!

Suddenly wide awake, Tenshi snatched up her phone, which thankfully was charged due to having been plugged in this entire time.

Oh my god, all the messages………

Seeing the big red numbers displayed on top of all her contact apps gave her the shudders.

How much has she missed this time?

How far has the world left her behind this time?

And, the question that she dreaded most …… how many people has she disappointed again this time?

This was what she hated most about her condition.
Every time she falls asleep for a long time, people leave.
And she doesn’t blame them—how could she?—because people move on with their own lives, their own paths to walk.
But those who kept calling, those who kept messaging, all those people who stretched out their hands in offer of help, only to be met with silence and nothingness.

Every time she wakes up from a deep sleep, she finds herself wracked with guilt.

And this time was no different, as she opened app by app, scrolling through all the comments, all the messages, all the well wishes. Tears streamed down her face and she read them all, carefully and preciously.

I’m so sorry, everyone …… and thank you so, so much for your love and support.
I don’t deserve any of this.
How can I repay all this?

But just as she finished reading the last one, ping!, a new message arrived.
A quick glance at the preview informed her that it was from her mysterious mother.
She had saved her number on her phone merely as ‘Mother’, but to be honest, even she did not know her mother’s name.
All she knew was that as far back as her memories went, she had known that Mother was her mother, and that Mother was a real goddess, the Goddess of Translation.
And for some reason, despite never having met Mother in person before, she unconsciously associates Mother with big, white, fluffy wings that seemed so large as to envelope the world and a sea of books and letters and words so deep and wide as to know no end.

(Tenshi, my dear miko.
You have just woken up, haven’t you?
Rejoice, there is a new job.)

Upon reading this, Tenshi’s eyes lit up.

By ‘job,’ Mother meant a new translation project.
As far back as Tenshi could remember, it had been her joy and purpose in life to connect people and ideas through language barriers, to share enjoyable stories to as many people as she could.
This was what she had to offer, what gave her life meaning.

However, as she continued reading through the job details that Mother had sent over, she came to a realization.

(Mother …… you will need to make re-make me into a new personality.)

(You don’t have to accept, you know.)

(……No, the world has clearly changed too much during my last deep sleep. The times are calling for a different kind of medium, a different platform. To progress…is to change.)

(…………It seems you have already made up your mind. Very well then. Don’t worry, you’ll still keep your memories, yet feel right at home in your new skin.)

(Thank you, Mother.)

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Taishi blinked several times, slowly raising his head.

He slowly rubbed his bleary black eyes.

What was I doing? I’m…at my desk? Oh, I fell asleep out of the blue again?

He checked his watch; he had apparently napped for an hour.

Well, that was weird. Was I referring to myself…as a girl inside my dream? Preferring to play as a female character in MMORPGs cus I don’t want to be staring at a guy the entire time is one thing, but to dream of being one too? Hah. Not that it matters though.

As he stretched and yawed, ping!, he got a new message on his phone.
A quick glance at the preview informed him that it was from his mysterious mother.
He had saved her number on his phone merely as ‘Mother’, but to be honest, even he did not know his mother’s name.
All he knew was that as far back as his memories went, he had known that Mother was his mother, and that Mother was a real goddess, the Goddess of Translation.
And for some reason, despite never having met Mother in person before, he unconsciously associates Mother with big, white, fluffy wings that seemed so large as to envelope the world and a sea of books and letters and words so deep and wide as to know no end.

(Taishi, my dear ambassador.
You have just woken up, haven’t you?
Rejoice, there is a new job.)

Upon reading this, Taishi’s eyes lit up.

By ‘job,’ Mother meant a new translation project.
As far back as Taishi could remember, it had been his joy and purpose in life to connect people and ideas through language barriers, to share enjoyable stories to as many people as he could.
This was what he had to offer, what gave his life meaning.

Reading through the job details, he felt excitement coursing through his body.

I know this one! I had worked on it before—eh, why did I stop? Oh well, not that it matters—and this one is great! Oh man, I sure hope everyone loves it!

With his sleepiness completely blown away, Taishi reached out to start up his computer.
Enter.
The RGB fans whirred to life, and the monitor lit up.
The wing-and-book logo faded away as he successfully logged in.

So then…… let’s get to work!


So alright, that’s me trying my (very bad) hand at writing something of my own lololol.

Main reasons why I worked on this (instead of translating, which I should have done I’m already starting to regret this pls send help):
1. A lore-friendly (do we even have lore? lmao) way to explain why I’m changing my name to Taishi
2. To try to express how sorry I am for disappearing, how thankful I am for you guys’ continued support, and how excited I am for the next part of my journey as a LN translator

Now that you’ve already read all the way to this message at the very end ….
please just let this slide.

I’m too afraid to read comments on this stupid piece, what I’m doing it literally writing a chuuni story based on myself and publishing it on the internet at large hahaha. ‘Goddess of Translation,’ pfft. I am so going to regret this hais 🙈

Officially looking for people to pick up my series

Hi everyone. As y’all probably already know, I can’t continue this website anymore.

Thank you to everyone who helped to be a part of the great community on here! There’s still a chance I might see you guys again soon, we’ll see.

But for now, I am opening the gates for those who want to pick up a series, any series, that I was doing. BUT I want you to send me an email with the next chapter in the series that you want to pick up before Wednesday, 10 October 10am GMT+8. I will announce on here who I’ll be entrusting to carry on the torch on Sunday 14 October. As long as you submit it on time, it would not be first come first serve.

So long, and thanks for all the fish!

Bad News (Sorry guys)

Hi there guys. Major announcement (obviously).

Firstly, I’m really sorry, I was out of commission for about a week or so. It’s my bad, and I feel absolutely terrible about it. Let me explain what happened.

I’ll start by reiterating that I really do love spreading the joy of lightening up someone’s day with a new chapter from an awesome series.

But due to a certain situation on my side (I’m not sure if I’m allowed to reveal it yet or not), I am going to have to give up this site, because I can no longer do anything that might become a legal liability. This past week was me trying really hard to make it work, and then me being depressed when nothing worked. The only way I would be able to continue is if the authors gave me permission, but upon contacting them, all of them said their contracts with their Japanese publishers included all the rights for foreign translations (even Secret Org, whose publication isn’t even publicly announced yet), so they couldn’t say yes.

Rejection after rejection after rejection. Boy was I depressed.

It makes it worse that I’d only just recently started the new series, started looking into the Twitch, started Discord, started Patreon. It kinda felt like this is where things are going to take off or something, and then BAM.

I kept thinking that I’ll tell you guys tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, until somewhere along the way it became that I have to apologize for being MIA, and the guilt just made me more and more fearful. I couldn’t even bring myself to read those @’s that you guys were awesome enough to send me on Discord (I am really touched for them, but I’m so sorry). But you wonderful people have a right to closure, and I really don’t want to ghost on you guys (again), so I’ve gathered myself back together, and here we are.

So, this is what’s going to happen from here on.

I’m going to do 1 more chapter of OreMegane and MotoKimama, just to get them to a nice, round 10 chapters total. I’ll also do just 1 more chapter of Secret Org to finish off the prologue.

Releases will be today, tomorrow, then day after. 10am GMT+8, as usual.

After that, I welcome anyone to pick up any of the projects I was working on. That includes Shadows. (Though hold off on that until I confirm that I’m dropping it first. I’ll update y’all when I know for sure. Send me an email if you want to pick any of them up.)

Of course, I will also be shutting down my Patreon (gotta make sure to do it before the next billing). Send me an email if you want a refund, I’ll understand.

Thank you guys for being on this wonderful ride together. We might see each other again at a later date, depending on how the situation on my side turns out. Until then, stay in the shadows. All hail!