I really love Ascendance of a Bookworm. Like, a lot. Like, a whole lot. It means a lot to me in a way that’s hard to put into words. I’m pretty sure my attachment to it is a little excessive, but I can’t help it. The story, the characters, the worldbuilding—everything about it feels special to me. It never gets old, and I never get tired of returning to it.

I fall asleep thinking about its world and imagining myself walking through the streets of Ehrenfest, visiting the libraries, or seeing the characters grow and change. Whenever life feels stressful, rereading or rewatching parts of the series gives me comfort. Even a single moment spent with it can brighten my day.

I think about it all the time. When I wake up, it’s one of the first things on my mind. When I’m outside or at school, I catch myself imagining scenes or remembering lines. When I come home, I go online to read parts of the light novel or revisit chapters. At night, I often dream of a peaceful life surrounded by books, much like the world shown in the series.

Ascendance of a Bookworm brings me joy, passion, and inspiration. I just want the story to continue happily and for its characters to reach the futures they hope for. Without this series, my days would feel much emptier. I really love Ascendance of a Bookworm.