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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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142 Chs

CHAPTER 91: THE ORC'S UPRISING (3)

"Since childhood?" General Emilio raised an eyebrow, "exact age?"

"Six years old. It was my weirdest birthday present ever, that's why I remember." I answered with a light chuckle.

"Sold off to an army as a birthday present? What a peculiar pair of parents you had, little cub," general Zhang said with a little bit of surprise written on his face, "but since childhood, eh? Didn't expect that one."

"I know right, they didn't even give me a cake." I laughed as I tossed a cleaned-up bird to Luke, who caught it with ease.

"They employ children over there? Sheesh, whoever made that rule should rethink their life choices." Luke grumbled as he started preparing whatever it was he was going to use to cook.

"Of course not! How can a country properly grow if they send their children to war? And my country is very well-developed. Tsk, tsk." I waved my finger at him in disapproval.

"Then how come you got involved?" General Zhang asked, capturing my attention again.

"Well, so that day--"