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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 121: OUR TIME TO STRIKE (6)

"AAAGH!" Erenduill screamed in agony while he desperately clutched his chest and scratched my foot in desperation.

Weird. I didn't feel pity for him. If I was in his position, surely I wouldn't be pitying myself, too. After all, we were both fighting for our own cause, right? It should be logical to face the consequences, both good and bad.

I stared down at him with a cold gaze, very contrasting with his face that adorned this mix of pain, panic, and... Fear.

Huh, although I didn't feel sorry for him, not even one bit, I wasn't exactly happy watching him suffer, too. It was just... It felt natural that in a fight, there would be a winner and a loser. Or maybe just losers on both ends.