: Starting my second book. Would this be considered an info dump? I’m trying to open up the second book with the impact of the last book on my MC, but it looks more like an info dump. I

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I’m trying to open up the second book with the impact of the last book on my MC, but it looks more like an info dump.

I was slowly beginning to cope with the fact that my world was completely shattered, I had no way back home, and my brother was dead. It isn’t easy. Every morning when I get out of bed, I have to remind myself I’m doing this for a reason. The reason?
So everyone else never has to feel the pain that I felt now.
A nearly impossible goal, but I’d quickly learned that nothing, and I mean nothing is impossible here. Besides my personal issues, I still had one major problem. More like two, actually. I’m supposed to lead a rebellion and kill a millennia old psycho who can’t even be killed.
I was still working on figuring out how that was going to work. I was sitting in my chair in the Hall of Ancestors,(stupid name, I know. I’m working on it.) starring blankly at the ceiling, torchlight dancing across the walls.
names and faces of the dead crossed my mind as I fingered the white bandanna securing my braid. It was the only possession I had left of my home. I thought of my dead parents, my brother Matt, Lleaud, Christy, Lua... and the hundreds of others who had given their lives in the battle of Blood-Field. That is what we’d decided to name it, because more than half of us had died in the fight. There were scarcely a hundred rebels living within these trees. You might be asking what we’re rebelling against.
All of Epslan. The entire planet.
We don’t have a choice. All of us were forced from our homes, ruthlessly pursued and slaughtered by the one who calls herself The Huntress. The one who destroyed everything. She came to power on the wings of death, forcing people to obey her will. And if not? She killed them, slowly gaining control over everything and everyone. During the last thousand years, Epslan has become a horrible, violent, bloodthirsty kingdom.
And somehow, me and my friends were supposed to bring it back from the brink of destruction. But I feared we had only made it worse. And that it was my fault.

Is this an info dump, or does it make you feel stressed out, insignificant and sad, because that’s exactly what I’m going for. It’s how my characters feel.

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