Yu Ill-Shin here—just a washed-up, mediocre webnovel writer, nothing more. Don’t get any ideas about worshiping me because of my name; I’m no deity. This rotten world only glorifies hunters, but even among them, not everyone makes it big. Your fate hinges on your hunter rank, which rarely shifts once assigned. After years of longing, I finally got my awakening—only to find my ability bizarre.
Now, inside this tiny world linked to my phone, a bunch of helpless insects being massacred see me as their divine savior? And somehow, it’s my job—someone utterly insignificant—to rescue their world? Seriously? How does that even make sense? The irony is almost laughable. Me, of all people, playing hero? The universe must have a twisted sense of humor.
Yet here I am, stuck with this absurd responsibility, questioning every second of it. What kind of cruel joke is this? A nobody like me, expected to fix everything? The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it becomes. But whether I like it or not, the role’s been forced on me. So now what? Do I just roll with it, or let them all perish? The choice is as absurd as the situation itself.
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