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PS. If you haven't realized, I go by the username "decidingonone" (deciding on one) and my translator group name on novel updates is called "undecided". Is it obvious that I'm an indecisive person...?

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  1. SkeithJanuary 28, 2021 at 11:00 AM

    Hi I wonder if you accept chapter comissions? And how much per chapter that would be? As well as your system for releasing those comissioned chapters? (Confirming it would be actually extra chapters on top of the usual releases, delay between chapters, that kind of things) :)

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    1. decidingononeJanuary 28, 2021 at 11:48 AM

      Yes I do accept commissions. I would love to discuss this in details with you so please send me email at decidingonone@gmail.com or message me on discord at decidingonone#5957

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