#chapter219

The first time I have read that DGM was going to serialize again, this was, what? a month ago? (I checked every single day, every website that I know might help in finding out anything new about the manga) I doubted it. I didn’t want to believe it. There weren’t any proof yet.

I was always, always falling for these fake news that circulated during the 2 and a half year hiatus, that the author would be releasing new chapters again. It hurt, and I know it wasn’t just me. 

So I tried to push it away from my mind and heart.

But even still, there was this small stabbing, choking hope that kept on nagging me. Kept on poking at my will.

So the day Hoshino sensei herself confirmed that the DGM manga will return with a new publisher, I was ecstatic. I couldn’t contain myself. That wee bit of hope swelled. An. Angry. Red. I was overjoyed beyond relief. I felt, knew, saw, heard, that I was not the only one. 

The fandom kind of exploded. *chuckles*

When the chapter did came, read it just yesterday (July 17) I couldn’t explain what I felt. Everything was terribly, agonizingly painful, but Oh. So. Beautiful. I was shocked, thrilled, hyped. everything felt like a blur. even now as I am writing this. I still can’t get over the fact that DGM manga is back. The content itself was a total killer blow.

I was not emotionally, mentally or fanatically prepared. Oh GOD. No I was not. I knew it was coming. I knew something big was about to be revealed. And I knew what it was. I had that idea too, just terribly didn’t like that idea at all.

 I was just so childish. So immature as to not just accept facts. Fan theories were everywhere. everywhere. Even Hoshino sensei herself dropped bits of pieces, but I deliberately refused to pick them up. I was just too childish and immature. I wasn’t a sport. I was mortified even just by the idea of thinking about it. 

Now it left me so shaken up.