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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

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CHAPTER 95: THE WITCH (2)

"Alright, enough talking. We'll sleep for real." I cleared my throat and closed my eyes to make it less embarrassing.

"Yup. Good night." General Zhang replied with a little chuckle at the end of his sentence.

I waited and waited until a few minutes had passed, until I was sure that he wasn't staring anymore. I mean, people usually lost interest and stopped staring in less than 10 minutes, right?

After around that time, and yeah, I counted each second because I couldn't peacefully sleep, I opened my eyes a little bit to take a peek.

"...What are you doing?" I frowned as I saw his ever-smiling face, still staring at me.

"Staring. Respectfully." He answered.

"Don't stare. I can't sleep." I pouted and turned around so my back was now facing him.

"Well, you wouldn't let me cross this gap, so I'll just stare." He chuckled and shifted his position, tugging at our blanket.

"Weren't you the most eager one to sleep?" I raised an eyebrow while still closing my eyes.