[Don't read for now]
The popularity of the fanfic was a head-scratcher, to say the least. It was like someone threw all the characters into a blender with a handful of random plot points and hit "puree".
OOC? Check.
Nonsensical plot twists? Double check.
Exotic creatures straight out of fever dreams? You bet your bottom dollar!
Some folks swore it was brilliant writing; others claimed its smut scenes were hotter than dragonfire. But most agreed: the sheer weirdness of it all was what kept readers coming back for more. Like moths drawn to a flickering flame made entirely of existential dread and questionable life choices.
For those reading it? Hilarious comedy gold. But for Carlton, who had to live through these nonsensical events? A constant state of existential dread disguised as an action-thriller (with extra points for animal cruelty). Poor animals were truly living in fear!
