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Earth's Doom Starts with... Me?

[Time left until earth's doom: 3 years] Yoo Chaerin, a 24-year old con-artist, opened her eyes in an unfamiliar place only to be greeted by this message. "What is this place? I'm sure this is earth but it feels... different." She thought to herself. "Why is everything so barren? Why do we have horses instead of cars? And armored soldiers fighting monsters? ...With magic?" Here, Yoo Chaerin will have to face an earth that's totally different from the earth she once knew. An earth where everyone has missions like in that of a game. An earth where monsters terrorize every single human being. An earth where everyone speaks the same language. It is where she has to find her place to belong. "I'll survive. And one day, I'll find him and make him remember me." In a world where everyone can use the system, how will Yoo Chaerin survive? Who is this 'him' she's talking about? And what if she's not just your run-off-the-mill con-artist? [WFP #27 - SYSTEM - GOLD WINNER] but only because of your support hehe! --- Update every 1-2 days Instagram: mozza_mello

mozza_mello · Fantasy
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CHAPTER 73: THE ELF KING'S WISH (1)

"You're... The elf king?" I questioned, repeating his words.

"Yes, I most certainly am." He answered with a sweet smile.

"Nah, that's cap." I waved my hand in front of my face, making a 'no' motion.

"A bottle cap?" He tilted his head in confusion.

"No, I mean that's a lie," I explained, "the elf king should be surrounded by bodyguards and such. And yet, look at you, strolling here all by yourself and greeting four strangers so casually."

"On the contrary, why would I need protection if I'm the strongest elf alive?" He said with a polite smile on his face.

"Even the strongest of all has their weak moments." I retorted.

"True, but I have no care for such needless fear. If I die, then I die." He chuckled.

"...Elena didn't tell me that the elf king is a lunatic." I said to Jeanne, who looked shocked, confused, and ready to fight at the same time.

"My view is just a bit different. Does that make me a lunatic?" He questioned.