I Became a Monster in a Novel

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I died, and the world came to an end. (The End)

“What the…?”

I stubbed out the freshly lit cigarette. The content was downright trashy. I read through it to the end, thinking it would get better, but it turned out to be a total flop. It was a novel serialized for over 400 episodes, and even though I enjoyed the dark vibes and detailed descriptions, a notification popped up today saying it was over.

It felt a bit rushed, but maybe it was just a trend to disguise epilogues as side stories these days. So I checked it out, only to find that what I got was the whole insufficient piece of junk.

“Where’s the final boss fight and happy ending?”

I had high hopes, but they delivered a bad ending that’s even worse than an open one. It had the vibe of something you’d encounter in a trashy game if you chose the wrong option. I furiously clicked through to the comments section in search of kindred spirits.

[If you didn’t like the ending, please leave a comment]

“You’re dead. Seriously.”

My eyes bulged at the comment, and I slammed my fingers on the keyboard in anger. After a good while typing, I ended up posting a lengthy comment of 5,700 characters.

“What a crazy jerk. Can I get a refund?”

Honestly, I should be getting a refund for this. After rummaging around the site for a while, I sighed heavily. What kind of nonsense is this for just 200 won? My mood soured, ruining my golden weekend Saturday.

‘Wait a minute. Did this guy pull a fast one for some hush money?’

After cursing out everything, I realized it kind of felt like defamation. It was definitely worth some serious cursing, but maybe… just a tad bit over the line? A chill ran down my spine.

[PeelEater(뉴뉴와월람쓰): Sorry, but I have a delivery coming, just a sec.]

[KST P1 Carry(마오까이): Where’s the butcher off to during a game? The Rift’s gotten way too cozy lol. If no gank in 10 seconds, I’m out.]

[BarkingAtItachi(트위찌): Woof! Woof woof!]

Ignoring my teammates’ mocking, I hurried to delete my comment, only to see a notification shaped like a bell with a ‘1’ on it.

“No way.”

I clicked on the notification to find out the author had replied to my comment.

Thank goodness it wasn’t a private message.

[Thank you. I appreciate it.]

“Thank you?”

As I pondered what that meant, a glow emanated from my computer screen.

“…Huh?”

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