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“I remembered the moment I read a novel for the first time.
The texture of the soft paper touching my fingertips. The black letters blooming on a white field. The texture of the page I folded with my hands.
「 It isn’t important to read the letters. The important thing is where the letters lead you. 」
My mother, who loved books, used to say this. At least for me, it wasn’t just a saying.
The gaps in the black print. My own little snow garden lay in between the letters. This space, which was too small for someone to go into, was a perfect place for a child who liked to hide. Every time a pleasant sound was heard, the letters stacked up like snow.
In it, I became a hero. I had adventures, loved and dreamt. Thus, I read, read and read again.
I remembered the first time I was about to finish a book. It was like being deprived of the world.
The protagonist and supporting characters walked off with the sentence ‘They lived happily ever after’ and I was left alone at the end of the story. In my vanity and sense of betrayal, my young self struggled because I couldn’t stand the loneliness.
「This… is the end? 」
Perhaps it was similar to learning about death. For the first time, I realized that something was finite.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
The texture of the soft paper touching my fingertips. The black letters blooming on a white field. The texture of the page I folded with my hands.
「 It isn’t important to read the letters. The important thing is where the letters lead you. 」
My mother, who loved books, used to say this. At least for me, it wasn’t just a saying.
The gaps in the black print. My own little snow garden lay in between the letters. This space, which was too small for someone to go into, was a perfect place for a child who liked to hide. Every time a pleasant sound was heard, the letters stacked up like snow.
In it, I became a hero. I had adventures, loved and dreamt. Thus, I read, read and read again.
I remembered the first time I was about to finish a book. It was like being deprived of the world.
The protagonist and supporting characters walked off with the sentence ‘They lived happily ever after’ and I was left alone at the end of the story. In my vanity and sense of betrayal, my young self struggled because I couldn’t stand the loneliness.
「This… is the end? 」
Perhaps it was similar to learning about death. For the first time, I realized that something was finite.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“If I was really a god then I would be the most incompetent god in the world. The most helpless god in the world who knew everything but couldn’t explain anything.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“The story changed every time I read it. The story was over but it wasn't over. The story wouldn't end unless the reader gave up on the story.
- Han Sooyoung”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
- Han Sooyoung”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“I believe in you more than the future that hasn’t come yet.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“She looked between Yoo Jonghyuk’s black coat and my white coat before opening her mouth.
“By the way, are you a couple?”
“…It is just a coincidence. It is a common design.”
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is delighted for an unknown reason.]
[A constellation who likes to change gender has shining eyes.]”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“By the way, are you a couple?”
“…It is just a coincidence. It is a common design.”
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is delighted for an unknown reason.]
[A constellation who likes to change gender has shining eyes.]”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“I was an ordinary person with ordinary skills. But even so, this didn't mean I could only do ordinary things.”
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―
“I am Yoo Jonghyuk.”
The coldest and loneliest voice in the world. The sleeping prince had finally woken up from his deep sleep.
“And you shall die here.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
The coldest and loneliest voice in the world. The sleeping prince had finally woken up from his deep sleep.
“And you shall die here.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“I hurriedly whispered towards Yoo Jonghyuk. “Hey, just say that you like him. Quickly.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Why? Hey, just close your eyes and do it once…”
Nirvana shouted angrily when he saw me whispering. “Don’t whisper in front of me!”
Then Yoo Jonghyuk spoke in a loud voice, “I’m not interested in men!”
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ cries out for blood.]
[2,000 coins have been sponsored.]
Nirvana looked like he would puke.
“I’m not a man!”
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is embarrassed.]
“Of course, I’m not a woman either!”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“I don’t want to.”
“Why? Hey, just close your eyes and do it once…”
Nirvana shouted angrily when he saw me whispering. “Don’t whisper in front of me!”
Then Yoo Jonghyuk spoke in a loud voice, “I’m not interested in men!”
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ cries out for blood.]
[2,000 coins have been sponsored.]
Nirvana looked like he would puke.
“I’m not a man!”
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is embarrassed.]
“Of course, I’m not a woman either!”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“...Yoo Jonghyuk glanced to his side before speaking again.
“I have a companion already.”
I doubted my ears for a moment. This bastard Yoo Jonghyuk… what was he doing now?
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ appears late and looks around.]
[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ is giggling at the situation.]
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is astonished.]
[The constellation ‘ Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is praying for the line to be spoken again.]”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“I have a companion already.”
I doubted my ears for a moment. This bastard Yoo Jonghyuk… what was he doing now?
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ appears late and looks around.]
[The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ is giggling at the situation.]
[The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is astonished.]
[The constellation ‘ Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is praying for the line to be spoken again.]”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“The author of the novel probably didn't think about stuff like this. However, it is up to you to decide on what you'll get out of reading the novel. If you only find trash within, then it'll simply end as trash. But if it can impart just a tiny little bit of deeper meaning to you, then that alone will improve this work in your eyes. Again, it is up to you to decide which one it will be. But I'd really like you to choose the option where you get to 'appreciate' your time a little bit better.”
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“Sadness did indeed have 'weight'.
The despair of a person risking his life trying to save someone else, and another's grief borne from powerlessness while watching that feat unfold, would never carry equal weight.”
―
The despair of a person risking his life trying to save someone else, and another's grief borne from powerlessness while watching that feat unfold, would never carry equal weight.”
―
“The man who came to her 1863rd regression turn. The man who she wanted to see again. The detestable man with his own brand of ass-kissing. The man who lied really easily. The man who she enjoyed being around, since they could lie about something together and snicker among themselves.
The man, who didn't remember her.”
―
The man, who didn't remember her.”
―
“Lee Hyunsung touched my head and then opened his mouth.
“In the past, I lost an empty cartridge in the army.”
“…That must be a big problem. Did you find it again?”
“I found it.”
“You must’ve been in trouble. Why are you saying this…?”
“It was found out of the blue one month later.” Despite my confused expression, Lee Hyunsung still looked serious. “From then on, I kept the empty shell in my pocket.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“In the past, I lost an empty cartridge in the army.”
“…That must be a big problem. Did you find it again?”
“I found it.”
“You must’ve been in trouble. Why are you saying this…?”
“It was found out of the blue one month later.” Despite my confused expression, Lee Hyunsung still looked serious. “From then on, I kept the empty shell in my pocket.”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“Did copyright exist for one's life, too?
But, was it okay to describe one's life as a 'work of an author'?”
―
But, was it okay to describe one's life as a 'work of an author'?”
―
“If you want my bones, I shall give them to you. If you want my heart, then I will gladly hand it over.
However, you will have to risk half of all your Stories.”
―
However, you will have to risk half of all your Stories.”
―
“The was wrong. Yoo Joonghyuk's regressions were wrong, and the stories the scenarios created were unfair.
– That's why I won't sit still. I'll witness the Conclusion. You say I shouldn't, but I'll see it regardless. I'll definitely jump over that Wall you failed to cross along with my companions, and as for the being beyond it…
I'll kill that guy. I'll end your 'Oldest Dream'.”
―
– That's why I won't sit still. I'll witness the Conclusion. You say I shouldn't, but I'll see it regardless. I'll definitely jump over that Wall you failed to cross along with my companions, and as for the being beyond it…
I'll kill that guy. I'll end your 'Oldest Dream'.”
―
“[A portion of the audience members are getting really curious about the taste of ‘Murim dumplings’.]
I sensed Yu Jung-Hyeok [999] flinch ever so slightly on my shoulder.
In the meantime, I handed the dumplings over to Shin Yu-Seung and Yu Jung-Hyeok as well.
The latter frowned and shook his head. “I don’t eat food made by other people.”
“Other people didn’t make this.”
He seemed deeply puzzled by that. Most likely, he had no idea what I was talking about. He then glared at the [Murim dumpling] resting before his eyes with some suspicion, but eventually made up his mind and cautiously reached out to it.
And very slowly, so very slowly, as if he was studying his new enemy, brought the dumpling near his nose.
“….This aroma??”
That’s right, eat that damn dumpling, you bastard.
Yu Jung-Hyeok continued his pained deliberation over and over again, and in the end, brought the dumpling towards his lips very slowly. As if he was tearing into the neck of the enemy commander, he took a small bite out of it.”
―
I sensed Yu Jung-Hyeok [999] flinch ever so slightly on my shoulder.
In the meantime, I handed the dumplings over to Shin Yu-Seung and Yu Jung-Hyeok as well.
The latter frowned and shook his head. “I don’t eat food made by other people.”
“Other people didn’t make this.”
He seemed deeply puzzled by that. Most likely, he had no idea what I was talking about. He then glared at the [Murim dumpling] resting before his eyes with some suspicion, but eventually made up his mind and cautiously reached out to it.
And very slowly, so very slowly, as if he was studying his new enemy, brought the dumpling near his nose.
“….This aroma??”
That’s right, eat that damn dumpling, you bastard.
Yu Jung-Hyeok continued his pained deliberation over and over again, and in the end, brought the dumpling towards his lips very slowly. As if he was tearing into the neck of the enemy commander, he took a small bite out of it.”
―
“Yoo Joonghyuk then powerfully threw Kim Dokja forward, but also stepped onto the latter's back – and they began scything past the storm as if he was surfing the waves.”
―
―
“He's a pathetic fool, indeed. He was just some contracted worker for a no-name game developer, and his hobby was reading novels.
His specialty is to run his cocky mouth off, and he has this habit of throwing his life away so that we can overcome any and all impossible situations hindering us.
Someone like that managed to lead his companions this far.
Regardless of what the incoming conclusion is, this world wouldn't have come this far without him around.”
―
His specialty is to run his cocky mouth off, and he has this habit of throwing his life away so that we can overcome any and all impossible situations hindering us.
Someone like that managed to lead his companions this far.
Regardless of what the incoming conclusion is, this world wouldn't have come this far without him around.”
―
“⸢Outer Gods' are unfathomable creatures.⸥
Those were some pretty irresponsible words, that's for sure.
Such words could be applied to just about anybody, not only to the 'Outer Gods', now couldn't they?”
―
Those were some pretty irresponsible words, that's for sure.
Such words could be applied to just about anybody, not only to the 'Outer Gods', now couldn't they?”
―
“The world where the result devours the cause, and the cause devours the result. The world where all possibilities exist, and the individual possibility supports and maintains each other. A perfect, immortal epic where a story manufactures a story all on its own.”
―
―
“She could hear Han Sooyoung's laughter.
⸢You know this too, right? The last one to laugh is the winner.⸥”
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⸢You know this too, right? The last one to laugh is the winner.⸥”
―
“A storyteller was supposed to remain neutral. The thing was, though, all judges secretly rooted for a team they liked. This was true for Bihyung as well.
Like a parent looking at his wonderfully-matured children, Bihyung stroked the faces appearing on the screen with a deeply moved expression.”
―
Like a parent looking at his wonderfully-matured children, Bihyung stroked the faces appearing on the screen with a deeply moved expression.”
―
“It was an interview with the representative of the low-grade dokkaebis, Bihyung. That bastard, this was why he told me to watch.
-Half of the glory is actually due to an incarnation working hard in my channel. Maybe he is a friend that you know. I’ll give half this joy to the incarnation!”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
-Half of the glory is actually due to an incarnation working hard in my channel. Maybe he is a friend that you know. I’ll give half this joy to the incarnation!”
― 전지적 독자 시점 1 [Jeonjijeog Dogja Sijeom 1]
“I remembered the moment I read a novel for the first time. The texture of the soft paper touching my fingertips. The black letters blooming on a white field. The texture of the page I folded with my hands.
「 It isn't important to read the letters. The important thing is where the letters lead you. 」
My mother, who loved books, used to say this. At least for me, it wasn't just a saying.
The gaps in the black print. My own little snow garden lay in between the letters. This space, which was too small for someone to go into, was a perfect place for a child who liked to hide. Every time a pleasant sound was heard, the letters stacked up like snow.
In it, I became a hero. I had adventures, loved and dreamt. Thus, I read, read and read again.
I remembered the first time I was about to finish a book. It was like being deprived of the world.
The protagonist and supporting characters walked off with the sentence 'They lived happily ever after' and I was left alone at the end of the story. In my vanity and sense of betrayal, my young self struggled because I couldn't stand the loneliness.
「 This… is the end? 」
Perhaps it was similar to learning about death. For the first time, I realized that something was finite.
My mother said, 「This is the end. 」
「There isn't anything that comes next? 」
「There is no 'next'. 」
My mother was cold as she told me a brutal truth.
「 However, just because it is the end doesn't mean you've seen the whole story. 」
Then she gave me wise advice.
「 Yes? 」
「 Read it again. 」
Reread the finished story. As a child, I didn't know what this meant.
「 Why read a story I already know? 」
「 If you read it again, it will definitely be a different story. 」
「…I don't want to. 」
I was stubborn because I was afraid of feeling the deprivation again. Then my mother said, 「 Do you want to read it together? 」
Thus, I learnt to read again. At first, I only saw the main character's position. The second reading showed the position of the supporting character and the third reading showed the position of the enemy.
The story changed every time I read it. The story was over but it wasn't over. The story wouldn't end unless the reader gave up on the story.
I still thought about it often. What if my mother had said something else at that time?
All fiction was fake and it would just be a loss of my life if I read it.
Would I then have a lot of friends? What if I didn't study hard, wasn't bullied and didn't run away from the reality given to me?
Sparks appeared in the air and the flowing memories were broken.
「 Kim Dokja. You look relaxed. 」”
―
「 It isn't important to read the letters. The important thing is where the letters lead you. 」
My mother, who loved books, used to say this. At least for me, it wasn't just a saying.
The gaps in the black print. My own little snow garden lay in between the letters. This space, which was too small for someone to go into, was a perfect place for a child who liked to hide. Every time a pleasant sound was heard, the letters stacked up like snow.
In it, I became a hero. I had adventures, loved and dreamt. Thus, I read, read and read again.
I remembered the first time I was about to finish a book. It was like being deprived of the world.
The protagonist and supporting characters walked off with the sentence 'They lived happily ever after' and I was left alone at the end of the story. In my vanity and sense of betrayal, my young self struggled because I couldn't stand the loneliness.
「 This… is the end? 」
Perhaps it was similar to learning about death. For the first time, I realized that something was finite.
My mother said, 「This is the end. 」
「There isn't anything that comes next? 」
「There is no 'next'. 」
My mother was cold as she told me a brutal truth.
「 However, just because it is the end doesn't mean you've seen the whole story. 」
Then she gave me wise advice.
「 Yes? 」
「 Read it again. 」
Reread the finished story. As a child, I didn't know what this meant.
「 Why read a story I already know? 」
「 If you read it again, it will definitely be a different story. 」
「…I don't want to. 」
I was stubborn because I was afraid of feeling the deprivation again. Then my mother said, 「 Do you want to read it together? 」
Thus, I learnt to read again. At first, I only saw the main character's position. The second reading showed the position of the supporting character and the third reading showed the position of the enemy.
The story changed every time I read it. The story was over but it wasn't over. The story wouldn't end unless the reader gave up on the story.
I still thought about it often. What if my mother had said something else at that time?
All fiction was fake and it would just be a loss of my life if I read it.
Would I then have a lot of friends? What if I didn't study hard, wasn't bullied and didn't run away from the reality given to me?
Sparks appeared in the air and the flowing memories were broken.
「 Kim Dokja. You look relaxed. 」”
―
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