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I Parry For My Life In This Reverse Roled World

The protagonist ridiculed an authors web novel for its poor writing to temporarily be rid of his frustrations of his upsetting week. little did he know the author was a goddess. as divine punishment for not taking responsibility she sent him to a new world that she created that is of course reversed roled just like her poorly written web novel. to his knowledge he has only a single skill…parry, he is to defeat the demon lord if he wants to go back home to read his web novels and live his normal daily life.

Tiger_Deez · Fantaisie
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16 Chs

The Goddess’s Plea

"Excuse me, Ms. Goddess, what do you mean by take off my-."

He tried to answer flirtatiously but the goddess had chucked a white robe at his face to silence his foolishness.

—You are so disgusting I can't believe you're the fan who's been reading my book all this time.

"Me? A Fan?".

'Now that I think about it she said she made that one web novel'.

"Umm.. Ms. Goddess I'm actually technically a hater and what? I'm disgusting? You're the one that wrote all the ridiculous sadistic scenarios you were basically inviting people like me!".

'I couldn't help but be petty to the goddess'.

—What?! You little shi-!… cough… cough… ahem, anyways my dear reader what is your name?.

As she said that she also snapped her fingers and my clothes were replaced with the white robe she threw at me.

'Ah did she want me to change or something?'

"Uhm… it's John… it's John Smith?"

'Like hell, I'd give a sadistic goddess my name.'

—Well there's something I'd like to ask of you, would you like to be my personal reader and read my stories?

"What? You mean just read, why did you kidnap me if you just wanted me to read your web novel?".

—really? reader John you will really help me become a better writer.

She said as she smiled happily

" wait hold on, slow down, I never agreed yet… and what do you mean to help you get better?"

—yes John, you read a lot of my chapters. You even gave me the harsh criticism of the reality of my writing.

"I really didn't, I just kept reading because I just had to see how bad the story would get but it it really just went even farther down in quality. I honestly felt like I wasted weeks reading it"

—what?! But you said I need to work on this and that!

She pointed at a huge screen that she made out of nowhere.

'Wow her powers are actually pretty amazing to witness with one's own eyes.'

"Listen Ms. Goddess I don't want to be your editor or proofreader person you are talking about, and that's not criticism I was just trying to make you upset because my frustration was built up, Don't you have angels that work with you can't you ask them or ask other gods if they exist?".

After I opened my eyes and looked at the goddess she looked really upset

—Listen, dear reader, after all this time all my angels would say anything created by me is perfect, and hell no it's too embarrassing to show my fellow gods. Plus right after you criticized I was upset that my fan would dare say such a thing, but I went to write with your critique and I then saw tremendous growth.

"What? In 3 hours?"

'Well I guess it makes sense the writing was absolute garbage'

—Yes John, at first I wondered who had kept reading my web novel, people often dropped it which hurt my heart but there was one person who stumbled upon it and kept reading.

"Me?"

—Yes you are correct, so I slowly started to watch you day by day after you would come from work and I would even catch myself smiling and giggling that you kept reading my book and even wondered what you thought because you kept reading without saying anything.

"I knew it, you are a stalker!".

The goddess made a movement that looked like she got pierced by an arrow on the head.

—That is enough, I've had enough of this, you shall be my editor or I shall send you to a world where you shall surely struggle.

"Really? You will really isekai me!".

—What! Are you okay in the head? I just said you would struggle.

"Damn you're right… can't you make me overpowered then?".

—Hell no! How would that be a punishment then?

The goddess dropped to her knees and pleaded.

—Oh John please help me, it's so easy to randomly generate worlds and watch from above and be praised as the beautiful amazing goddess that I am but as time passed I saw that my worlds created things I never could've imagined. I felt insanely jealous, how could I the goddess of creation be outdone by my own creations? They actually created something as I just randomly create worlds, I am not a genius who could've thought of inventions, but when I came across the so-called stories, especially in the manga or manhwa format I thought I could make stories, I tried making my own but it failed, I tried to learn art but it felt like I could never be good enough, oh John, I finally stumbled upon the written form of stories, this is my final hope, you are my final hope… John, won't you save me?

'Damn this goddess talks too much, how am I supposed to keep up with all of that'

"Hold on, let me think?"

—John, I'll do anything

The goddess spread out giant white wings from behind her back

—I'll even give you my body… my first time…

The goddess said as she blushed with a seductive but embarrassed look.

'Yuck what the hell? Is she a furry? Why did she spread out some giant dove wings from behind her back?'

John didn't say anything as he went into deep thought about what the goddess just said about her journey.

'I won't lie, I honestly really resonated with that story, I too wanted to make webtoons, and I strived to improve my skill by honing the art and reading other people's stories, but I could never reach the artistic abilities that I strived to meet and became so depressed that just the thought of picking up the pencil to draw something that will never meet my expectations no matter how hard I try… that it will never be, I started to just read stories over and over and over so that I could maybe one day write at least a light novel or a web novel myself.

Over time I lost sight of my goal and just started reading only, forgetting all about my dreams to create myself, all these stories and fantasies in my head to never come out, but why? Why didn't I just start writing? Was I scared of what others thought? was I scared of people criticizing or demeaning my stories? Who would've cared? they are stories that I was going to create, I certainly have gained respect for this goddess, no maybe it was because she was a goddess she was able to do something I would have never attempted on my own.'

John finally came up with his own conclusion and set his mind based on what the goddess had said.

"Hell no you furry!!!"

'I can't become an editor of the goddess when I need to start writing rough drafts for my own web novel stories!!!'.

by the way i have nothing against furries, you do you though

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