Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint (Web Novel KR)

We each grabbed the end of a spike and stood side by side.
“Don’t you dare pass out!”
“Don’t worry!”

That’s what I said, but truthfully, I wasn’t sure my stamina would hold out.
Normally, I would have used the Spirit of the Ellain Forest to heal my wounds and keep moving, but with even the [Baek Cheongganggi] stolen from me, I was pressed for time.
I had to escape here as quickly as possible and claim other hidden pieces first, or I wouldn’t be safe.

Even more so if this world really was that episode I knew.
What had happened to Gyeong Sein and Uncle Dansoo? I had to tell them about the Yoo Joonghyuk I’d seen, as soon as possible.
My eyelids kept drooping.

I don’t know how many times I drifted into darkness and back.
“Stay awake!”
Jung Heewon pinched my waist hard with her left hand.
“Inho-ssi!”

“Ah.”
By then, the sea dragon’s movements had slowed. Its stomach walls, once bright crimson, had turned almost gray-white.
“I think it’s working. Just a little longer…”

That’s when the unexpected happened.
A hissing sound—like air escaping—was followed by huge, sharp teeth ripping open the stomach wall from the outside.
I shouted instinctively:

“Hold your breath!”
Black water rushed in through the torn opening.
Clinging to each other’s arms, we were sucked out into the Han River.

[A Hidden Scenario error has occurred.]
[The Hidden Scenario has been partially cleared.]
Something had attacked the sea dragon. And it had targeted this stomach—exactly where we were.

In the murky river water, the torn entrails of the dragon floated away. Amid the swirling blood, a pair of menacing eyes glared straight at me.
A monster at least twice the size of the sea dragon that had swallowed us.
I immediately recognized it.

The very sea dragon that had swallowed Kim Dokja.
Sea Commander.
As it lunged at us, and I saw the terror on Jung Heewon’s face, my heart sank.
「Jung Heewon will die.」

From the very first scenario to being swallowed by this monster, the mistakes I’d made reeled through my head like film.
How I’d arrogantly changed the story, thinking I could rewrite it just because I was the author.
I shouldn’t have tried to redeem the Cheoldoo Group.

I shouldn’t have gone chasing after Kim Dokja or Yoo Joonghyuk.
「“Are you truly Cheon Inho?”」
If I’d just played the villain like in the original and let Jung Heewon kill me, she would have safely awakened as the Judge of Destruction.

She would have survived.
I bit at the knot binding my right arm to hers, untying it.
Her eyes widened in horror as she turned to me.

But once I’d made my decision, I felt strangely at peace.
「This is the ending befitting a villain like Cheon Inho.」
As the knot came undone, my body slowly sank deeper into the water.

Air bubbles spilled from Jung Heewon’s mouth. She was screaming something at me.
The gaping maw of the Sea Commander opening toward me, and Jung Heewon’s hand reaching out.
In my fading consciousness, I heard a faint click—as if time had stopped.

[A new day begins now.]
[Your creativity has been recharged.]
I realized what was about to happen.

[Character ‘Jung Heewon’ wants to take an unexpected action.]
[Exclusive Skill, ‘□□’ is activating!]
[You have entered the ‘Snowfield.’]
Even with my dimming mind, I smirked bitterly at the blank page unfolding before my eyes.

Damn it. You want me to write, even as I’m dying?
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Jung Heewon’s Awakening

「Jung Heewon …………………………………………………………………………………」
Based on your current proficiency, you may write up to 180 additional characters.
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[You can remain in the ‘Snowfield’ for a total of 4 minutes.]
I stared at the first line of the blank page.
「Jung Heewon is」

Was it really okay for me to keep writing this?
[3 minutes remaining.]
For some reason, I wasn’t confident. This felt different from Kim Cheolyang or Bang Cheolsoo.

It was like when I first held manuscript paper as a child.
Looking at the blank page stretched out before me, I remembered the snowy field I’d once gazed upon with Kim Dokja.
In the dream, Kim Dokja had said—

「Blinding, isn’t it.」
Had he really said that?
「Here, anything can become reality.」

Snow had fallen thick from the sky, and we’d sat down together, looking back at our footprints.
And then, somehow, the footprints faded away.
「Because no one remembers what they were.」

Did he say that too? I couldn’t quite remember.
But lying there beside him, it had felt strangely warm and safe. If I could, I would’ve stayed there forever, body curled up, never writing a single word again.
But I couldn’t.

Because I was a writer.
「Jung Heewon is」
If I don’t write, I can’t live.

「…remembering that day.」
And so I wrote.
I picked words like I was choosing clothes that would suit her. I chose endings as if picking the right shoes.

I imagined her wearing those shoes, walking down a road no one remembered.
[You have written something that may be possible.]
[Reproduction success rate: 50%.]

[Current Accumulated Plausibility: 10.]
[You may spend Plausibility to increase the success rate.]
‘I’ll invest it.’

[You have consumed 10 Plausibility.]
[You may write an additional 160 characters.]
I kept writing.

Could these lies I wrote really save her?
I didn’t know.
But all I could do was try everything.

[You have written something plausible.]
[Reproduction success rate: 88%.]
[Would you like to check reader feedback?]

‘Check it.’
This time, there were three messages:
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rlaehrwk37: Stay strong
rlaehrwk61: Stay strong
rlaehrwk99: Stay strong
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My lips parted weakly.

…Thank you.
[Scene reproduction successful.]
[Exiting the ‘Snowfield.’]

Time began to flow again. My breath escaped in a trail of bubbles.
I hadn’t written anything about my own survival. There was no space for that.
But at least, I’d written one thing with certainty.

「Jung Heewon is remembering that day.」
That you, who live this story, will survive.
「‘Heewon-ah. You’re too aggressive. This is just a sport. You can’t really hurt your opponent.’」

「‘This month alone, three have quit because of you. One even had a broken arm. If you keep this up, I won’t be able to protect you forever.’」
A white light flowed from Jung Heewon’s body.
「Jung Heewon couldn’t understand the coach’s words. Wasn’t the sword made to kill?」

Kim Dokja once told me he loved the moments when a character’s attribute bloomed.
「If you fight with a sword and no one gets hurt, isn’t that what’s strange?」
Now, I agreed with him.

[Character ‘Jung Heewon’ is on the verge of Attribute Awakening.]
There was no other way to describe it.
The way she cut through the current toward me was—

Blinding.
Her burning hand seized mine tightly. I felt myself anchored firmly in place.
Wielding the Mole Cricket Sword, Jung Heewon turned to face the Sea Commander.

Riding the current, she surged forward as if she had wings.
[Character ‘Jung Heewon’ uses ‘Swordsmanship Lv.3’!]
[Character ‘Jung Heewon’ uses ‘Demon-Slaying Lv.2’!]

Even with her strength, Swordsmanship and Demon-Slaying alone couldn’t defeat the Sea Commander.
But I had written that it was possible. So it had to be possible.
It would be possible.

「Jung Heewon wanted to ask her coach.」
It was possible.
「‘Is it okay… if I kill this one?’」

My vision blurred. Words tangled together.
Somewhere, her fierce shout echoed.
「The instincts sleeping in her soul were awakening.」

The Mole Cricket Sword pierced the Sea Commander’s left eye. The beast shrieked in agony, thrashing.
She didn’t stop. Grabbing a spike from my waist, she plunged it into the monster’s tail, even as it grazed her body.
The shock sent my vision spinning.

Her bloodshot eyes glared fiercely, one arm holding me tight, as she drove the spike into the dragon’s flesh.
「‘This isn’t a sport.’」
That wasn’t my line.

「‘If I don’t kill this monster, someone else will die.’」
[A constellation who has not yet revealed their modifier agrees with Incarnation Jung Heewon.]
And then more voices came.

[The constellation, ‘Rat Who Gnaws on Nails,’ agrees with Incarnation Jung Heewon.]
[The constellation, ‘Tiger Who Eats Rice Cakes,’ agrees with Incarnation Jung Heewon.]
[The constellation, ‘Monarch of the Small Fries,’ agrees with Incarnation Jung Heewon.]

[The constellation, ‘Pig Who Lives in a Brick House,’ agrees with Incarnation Jung Heewon.]
[The constellation, ‘Primordial Ox,’ agrees with Incarnation Jung Heewon.]
[The constellation, ‘Sneaking Schemer,’ agrees with Incarnation Jung Heewon.]

…….
It felt like an invisible scale was tipping.
[All constellations in the channel have agreed to this skill use.]

[‘Hour of Judgment’ has been activated.]
The Hour of Judgment.
A skill that granted invincibility when facing villains.

But the enemy before us was a monster.
[Character ‘Jung Heewon’s Attribute has awakened into ‘Judge of Demons (Hero).’]
With a blinding flash, a blood-red aura cloaked her body.

Judge of Demons.
Yes, such an attribute existed. One of the Three Judges—but never shown in the original story.
Unlike the Judge of Destruction, specialized in fighting humans, this class excelled against monsters. A peerless hero, unmatched in such battles.

[You have contributed greatly to the awakening of ‘The One Who Crouches.’]
[From now on, Character ‘Jung Heewon’ will not hesitate to become your sword.]
The spike carved chilling arcs as she drove it into the Sea Commander’s body again and again.

She stabbed like a madwoman—from tail, to torso, to neck, to crown.
At last, when she burst its second eye, the monster convulsed as if electrocuted, then went limp.
The drained body of the Sea Commander floated to the river’s surface.

Carrying me on her back, Jung Heewon leapt high, using the ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) corpse as a foothold.
Water sprayed upward, revealing the ruined landscape of Seoul.
Smoke rising everywhere. Collapsed buildings. The indifferent moonlight falling over the ruins of civilization.

The very words I’d once written of the apocalypse, now sprawled across reality.
「Beautiful.」
Staring at the destroyed world we once knew, she and I shared the same thought.

This must’ve been the scene Kim Dokja and Jung Heewon had once shared.
[‘Hour of Judgment’ has ended.]
And now, I was seeing that fleeting world alongside them.

Landing on the ground with me still on her back, Jung Heewon collapsed forward.
In the distance, the toxic fog rolled closer.
I tied our wrists together again, then dragged her unconscious body into the basement of a nearby building.

[You have purchased 2 ‘Lungs of the Ellain Monkey.’]
I placed one in her mouth, then bit into the other myself.
Through the basement window, starlight streamed in. It was cold. And strangely, my heart wouldn’t stop racing.

The night of destruction was long.
Watching the sleeping Jung Heewon, I thought for a long time about the lies I’d written—and the ones I would write.
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On the lonely Han River beneath the moonlight.
The corpse of the Sea Commander twitched a few times, then, from its faded scales, someone crawled out.
“Ha… almost died. Seriously.”

She brushed the blood from her coat, let out a light sigh, and scanned her surroundings.
“Well. That’s a first. Never had a scenario stolen before. Who the hell was it?”
But there was no one to answer.

No one—except one.
[The constellation, ‘Sneaking Schemer,’ snickers that this place is unusual.]
“What’s so funny, you brat? And what’s with that modifier of yours?”

[The constellation, ‘Sneaking Schemer,’ insists there’s nothing wrong with it.]
“…What about the others?”
[The constellation, ‘Sneaking Schemer,’ says not yet.]

Her lips twitched in irritation. She sighed again, deeper this time.
Then, lifting her head, a strange smile played at her lips.
“Well then… since it’s been a while.”

Her eyes glimmered fiercely, like they sought out some star hidden in the night sky.
“For now… I’ll live just for myself.”