Fifteen-year-old Touya Mochizuki is accidentally killed by God. 

As an apology, God allows him to be resurrected, but since he cannot send him back to his old world, he instead reincarnates him into a fantasy world along with a single special request.

Touya uses his request in order to bring his smartphone into the new world with him, which God modifies. As such, while Touya cannot contact his old world with it, the phone can be easily recharged by magic and can otherwise function such as accessing data from the old world and can use relevant features for his new world such as the GPS function to locations which are comprehensively identified on it.


God also greatly amplifies Touya's physical, magical, and cognitive abilities to a certain degree as a further apology for the inconvenience of killing him. 

Taking full advantage of his second chance at life, Touya befriends many different people, mainly females and high-ranking people in the new world. 

He begins to travel from country to country, solving political disputes, minor quests, and nonchalantly enjoying himself with his newfound allies.

Hey guys and girls, FondSweet here, I just gotta say I can take no credit what so ever, I merely post this here, I don't translate nour write any of the stories here, all the writers and translates use their codenames, so honestly no reason to tell you their names, but for those that care. 
Here ya go 

Translator Tsunami Sakura Infinatus
TLC Black Assassin
Editors Clueless Panda & Barrel

but yea I can't stretch this enough I am not the original author or translator of this masterpiece story.
so please, if u want to support anyone go support the originals, they work very hard, and deserve all the love and support in the world

Hope we get along well. 
I'll be in your care.

"Father, mother, I will soon graduate from middle school!!!!"
"Congratulation~"
"Congratulation to you, Lyta. How is it, want me to buy you something as a graduating gift?"
"Ahaha, no need father. Becoming a high schooler is not that special. I am just happy that finally, I would be able to wear the cute high school uniform soon."
"Lyta, you also said the same thing when entering middle school, isn't it? Are you really sure that you didn't need anything?"
"It's fine, it's fine, mother. I have a lot of saving if I indeed need anything anyway. Ah, I will be late, bye!!!"
"Wa--have a safe trip."
"Have a safe trip"
Fiuh, that almost got me again.
Well, how do I said it, I don't want to trouble them over a trivial thing unless I am helpless about it. In order to fulfill that little wish of mine, I had applied for a scholarship from the school nearby and got accepted!
And just in case I need something new, I can get them myself because I always save my money every single day by spending it thriftily. It's a perfect way to completely studying without wasting their money wastefully!
Oh, by the way, my name is Lyta, a third-year from a certain middle school in a certain country.
Currently, I am sooo happy because finally, I would be able to enter highschool. Even the road I always used to get to my school appears as if sparkling in brightness, that's just how happy I am.
Why, you ask?
It is because I would then be able to apply for a part-time job, that is!!!
For some reason, not even one part-time job around my place let me work there, even for as short as 3 hours only. Such a stingy rule applied throughout my entire country, unfortunately, so even if I went as far as begging the manager there to let me work secretly, they wouldn't budge and sometimes they even scold me for it.
Fuhehehe, Imma get there and applied again and see whether you dare to scold me again.
Of course, I didn't tell them that plan of mine because I am afraid I would end up hurting their pride as parents. I just want them to be happy without worrying about me too much, it's my way of showing them my love.
My school is not that far, only 30 minutes walk on foot so I finally entering the gate of my middle school that's still quiet because it's still early. 
Heading straight to my class, I then immediately open my smartphone because today is the day after my test so probably nothing going to happen to class, I hope so.
As someone who strives to live alone, I always keep my study in check and it stresses me quite a bit, especially after 3 years of repeatedly doing so.
That's why now that nothing can stop me from lazing around for the time being, I will thoroughly enjoy my alone time by reading my favorite web novel!
Waah, my favorite web novel "You are not my everything" mass updates today!?
What's wrong with you author!?
Are you sure you take care of your healths!? If you die on me, then what's should I do later to pass time!!!
*Click click click
"Please don't push yourself too hard and take a regular rest properly---and sent. Fiuh, sometimes, I wonder what the heck on the author's mind when they can write that fast.", Leaning back to the wooden backrest on my chair, I let out a sigh of worry and wonder while saying so.
It's not like I am that ignorant in the way of authoring because I always love reading a web novel.
 Probably just like everyone else, I dream of writing my own story that's full of high ratings and a lot of encouraging comments.
I had tried it multiple times using a lot of fake accounts because, well, I am afraid of being known about how shitty my writing is, and as expected they have a lot of harsh remarks...at least that's better in my opinion.
Looking at the other views that reach millions and some of the new authors with only 16 or so chapters but already reach ten thousands of view, I then open my own story that goes past 32 chapters but pitifully only gathers around 500 views and feel like crying.
I wonder if the admin of that site purposely hidden my gem-like story because they are afraid of their site spammed by readers?
"Woow, this new author even manages to catch 14 thousand viewers with only 4 chapters. How did they do that!"
I am envious.
It's not like I want to become a real pro author like them, but I really hope that I am talented enough to write something interesting.
"...on top of that, I might get money while at it. Isn't it nice~~"
Daydreaming is my specialty's after all.
If I can daydream, enjoy re-reading my own story, and then get paid for it, isn't that the best?
The truth but proves that I am maybe not cut out for it, so I close my phone after reading all of my favorite novel new chapters and then pretend to read a book in the corner while actually reading another web novel from my smartphone.
"Hey, so we are going to be a highschool soon right? I can't wait for it!!"
"Yeah, yeah, the uniform is so cute that I ended up applying there!"
"I am the same~ Wait, the boy's uniform also cool too!"
"I hope cool boys would attend there."
"Me to~"
Isn't that so~?
You know like, even the boys who are supposed to be in their teens somehow or another have shoulder broad enough to make adults envious?
When they first enrolled, he with a cool line and sharp eyes found the FMC somehow or another interesting, and then hooked to be closer to her?
And then and then, the boy with his height advantage and devilish chest muscle that's peaking from their uniform suddenly wall slam her while saying sexy things right next to her ears~?
*Kyaaaa!
I don't know about guys but for us girls, having that kind of princely or dominating cool guy who persistently pursuing you always makes our legs go limps even though it would be cringy if it happens in real life, isn't it~?
Such a refreshing and girly conversation...is unfortunately not how my life goes.
"But~ If there a girl like that girl wear that school uniform, I think that they wouldn't look that good right?"
"Fufu, you are being too loud! What if she heard us~?"
"Eh~? I am not particularly talking about girls in our class isn't it, so it's fine right~"
"Yeah, we are not talking about a certain girl in the corner, so of course it's fine~"
Oy, I can hear you all!!
I am only obediently sitting in the corner of the class with a book opened without bothering anyone!
Why do youngsters always like to badmouth others by the way?
Is it because they would then feel superior? Or maybe they are born rotten? Should I do some face slapping so that they would taste a bitter pill of revenge?
Like---"Hoy, if you have something you want to say to me, say it directly. Don't you know you are not only being a nuisance but also polluting the air with your bad breath?---" and then, a little struggle to prove that I am not someone to be messed with would make my life even harder?
No way~
Even thinking about it makes me tired. I wonder what kind of internal struggle does that kind of protagonist who always ended up either being betrayed or humiliated every single arc? Do people always that spiteful on their world verse?
"...I am the only one currently in the corner so I wonder who you are all talking about?"
But, I do know that if people keep looking down on me, they would feel exhilarated and ended up asking for worse, that's why I tried to let them know a bit.
"HAHH!? Why do you care?"
Uwaah, please don't shout in the middle of the class, you are being a bother to people.
"Don't be too self-conceited! We are not talking about you!"
"Not only your a loner but also big-headed, I really wonder what your parents feel birthing a girl like you..."
Hahh~
I am tired.
I really, really didn't like someone looking down on me directly so I tried poking them a little, yet now they blatantly curse my own parents. If I am not wrong, their parents would have the same personality according to multiple novels that I already read in the past.
It did make one wonder just what kind of pure white-blank life they had been through to be that ignorance, immature, and stupid enough to let their daughter have such as shitty personality without doing anything.
Look, even the rest of my class now glancing spitefully at that group of girls like they are someone they despise of. People are not that stupid, though sometimes too coward to interfere, but they actually know who to believe and hate based on whatever they see.
Especially after they had been classmates for around one year with them.
But if you being silent and all, you all will go like "But, you didn't say anything~ We would stop otherwise~" even though you would spit at us after we do so!!
 This is exactly what made us introverted people become even more scared at speaking their thought out!
It's not our fault!
Well, but, how do I say this...if you keep doing that in public without even realizing it, "...my condolence. I also think the same thing about you.", said me out loud without realizing it.
As expected, they went fast from being snakey into tigress directly, going *roar *roar like that.
Probably because they thought it wouldn't matter if they make a scene now after they are already fixed to graduate, these girls unexpectedly ended up being saltier than before.
Not only they group trash-talk me, but some also throw things to me directly while saying that my place is a trash bin or whatever.
Why didn't I elaborate on it, you ask?
Because I found it unnecessary.
The student in my class, my classmates who though not that close to me, but human enough to interfere and end that barrage to a stop before my homeroom teacher came. I mean, though not a popular person, I am still a scholarship student so it's really do make the other feel like ignoring me wouldn't be the right choice.
Good, good, the time I lent you all my homework for a year didn't go to waste!
Afterward was full of nothingness because they didn't teach us anything, only a morning full of lecture and guidance, and then my homeroom teacher ends the class just like that, making the students in the classroom free to do whatever they want.
After thanking the lot who helps me one by one, making the girls feel stabbed so much that they choose to leave the classroom spitefully, I then walk to some dark corner to continue my reading time.
As for the others, they decide to watch some film from a laptop one of them brought from home and use the class projector to watch it on the white screen that already installed in front of the class, not forgetting to close all windows, door, and turning off the light.
I am not that fond of a film because I rarely watch it in the first place after all, so it didn't bother me one bit that they leave me alone like that because probably they already get used to my antics.
After opening the web page again, I then surf the entire directory and tags in order to find the most related wen novel that's closely similar to my favorite's.
"Writing contest? heh~"
And while doing so, I ended up reading that certain announcement from them.
Writing contest, it's not like it was the first time that website held such a thing, but I always ignore it because I know I wouldn't win anyway. But, probably because I am becoming more sensitive than usual after that little arguments, I ended up clicking the link that blatantly being placed on the main page after a little hesitation.
Fumu, writing a novel...concept is Vampire? Isn't it kinda boring?...Oho, the example outline indeed could make things interesting. I wonder if all the famous authors always had that much creativity?...bla bla bla, minimum word count, maximum...Yup, not my thing I guess?
Just when I was about to click the previous button, a certain colorized and bolded word on the bottom of that announcement fall into a corner of my eyes.
Waah, wait a minute! I already clicked the previous page! Ugh, why did the loading become this slow!??
It is an important thing that's shouldn't be ignored!!
After waiting that felt like an hour, the page finally reloaded again, and then I re-confirm what's being written there.
Reward, points, medal, and...a contract!?
At that time, I almost want to shout my joy even though I am still in the class.
This is it!!

Lyta is a normal middle school girl that just about to graduate this year and attend a normal high school in the neighborhood as a scholarship student because she doesn't want to trouble her parents over money.

That's why when she knows that a certain novel site creating a writing contest with a lot of reward for it, along with the unfamiliar Vampire concept that she never even heard of, she decides to challenge herself in order to get more money!

"Wait, why am I enrolled into the prestigious Maria Academy!?"

"You plebian need to be my helper, that's our contract"

"Ehh, a human actually after me, a Vampire? Interesting."

"Now then, why don't we bound our relationship in my house?

"...I am sorry, I only interested in Vampire, not you."

The sky was gloomy and overcast with clouds. The weather was hot and unbearable and the humidity in the air made the situation worse. Shan was in his dingy apartment room which was also shared with another person. He was reading a web novel on his smartphone with a disappointed look. He was disappointed with his life. It had been four years since he had completed his post-graduation degree and he was still unemployed. Living on money sent by his retired father. As a person of a third world country, he had seen and experienced quiet amounts of corruption, dishonesty and deceit. To keep himself away from those "Yahoos'' he unknowingly became an Otaku. He spent his days reading web novels, watching anime. He read those stories of all-powerful heroes and he fantasizes that he had the power to change the world but he is nothing but a miserable otaku.
At his age, he should have a heartwarming wife and blissful sex life. Like all the other Otaku, he was single. Reading r18 novels and hentai manga, watching porn and hentai anime, masturbating to control his sexual urge had become an integral part of his daily routine. After finishing reading the newly released chapters of his fevourite novel he stood up and went near the window. Removing the curtains he could see the night sky illuminated with city light. The city resembled a West land where people were driven by their greed. Rich was getting richer. Poor were trampled by politicians, rich businessmen and corrupt officials. Life seemed to him meaningless. Cut off from spiritual root life had lost its meaning and it had become absurd. Money had become the driving force of life. Wanting to become happy in life they had become rich but happiness never came in their life. Living in a sensualistic society which only values materialistic gain his life has become a miserable tale. A fat Otaku without a rich family background is like a miserable cow waiting to be slaughtered. He wants to change his fate. He wants to break the shackles of society and become the one who he dreams himself to be. 
Birds are singing morning songs. No, there are only crows singing their mourning songs. Sounds of heavy vehicles could be heard and within hours it would be changed with constant sound of horns and sirens. Shan woke up and begrudgingly thought about another day full of traffic jams and fumes. Will life forever be like this.
Ding!
what is this sound!?
Ding!
Who the fuck is making this annoying sound?

A fat Otaku was living a miserable life. It is a story of an Otaku who changed his life form the worst to the best. We will experience his struggle, his journey, his frustration and happiness.

"I'm Dokja." [1]

I usually introduced myself to people like this, then the following misunderstanding would occur.

"Oh, are you an only child?"

"I am, but that isn't what I mean."

"Huh? Then?"

"My name is Dokja. Kim Dokja."

Kim Dokja (Highly Respected Only Son)—my father gave me that name to be a strong man by myself. However, thanks to the name my father gave me, I turned out to be just a normal single and lonely man. In short, it was like this: I was Kim Dokja, 28 years old, and single. My hobby was reading web novels on the subway.

"Then I'll go on my smartphone."

In a noisy subway, I raised my head reflexively. A pair of curious eyes were staring straight at me. They belonged to an employee from the human resources team, Yoo Sangah.

"Ah, hello." I greeted her.

"Are you going home from work?"

"Yes. What about Yoo Sangah-ssi?" [2]

"I was lucky. The manager went on a business trip today." Yoo Sangah sat down soon as the seat next to me became vacant. A subtle scent came from her shoulders, making me nervous.

"Do you normally take the subway?"

"That…" Yoo Sangah made a dark expression. Come to think of it, this was the first time I'd met Yoo Sangah on a subway train. Starting with Personnel Manager Kang to Finance Manager Han… There were rumors that Yoo Sangah had men from the company driving her home every workday. Yet unexpected words came from Yoo Sangah's mouth, "Someone stole my bicycle."

Bicycle.

"You commute by bike?"

"Yes! I have a lot of overtime these days and seem to be lacking exercise. It is a bit annoying, but it is worth doing."

"Aha, I see."

Yoo Sangah smiled. Looking closer at her, I could understand the feelings men held toward her. However, it was none of my business. Every person had a genre of life, and Yoo Sangah was someone who lived a genre different from myself. After the awkward conversation, we looked at our phones. I opened up the novel app I was reading on before while Yoo Sangah… What was this?

"Por favor dinero."

"Huh?"

"Spanish."

"…I see. What does it mean?"

"Please give me some money," Yoo Sangah replied proudly. Studying on the subway while going home… She truly had a genre different from me. However, what was the use of memorizing words?

"You're working hard."

"By the way, what is Dokja-ssi looking at?"

"Ah, I…"

Yoo Sangah's gaze was fixed on the LCD screen of my smartphone. "Is it a novel?"

"Yes, well… I am studying Korean."

"Wow, I also like novels. I haven't been able to read lately because I don't have time…" It was surprising. Yoo Sangah liked reading novels…? "Novels like Murakami Haruki, Raymond Carver, Han Kang…"

I thought so.

Yoo Sangah asked, "Dokja-ssi, what writers do you like?"

"You won't know even if I say their names."

"I've read a lot of novels. Who are the authors?"

At this time, it was really hard to say that I read web novels as a hobby. I glanced at the title of the novel in the app.

[The World after the Fall]

Author: Sing Shangshong. [3]

I couldn't say that I was reading 'The World after the Fall by Sing Shangshong.'

"It is just a fantasy novel. That… Well, like the Lord of the Rings…"

Yoo Sangah's eyes widened. "Aha. Lord of the Rings. I've seen the movie."

"The movie is good."

The silence continued for a moment. Yoo Sangah was looking at me like she was waiting for me to say something. Our conversation was becoming strained. So, I decided to change the topic. "It has been a year since I joined the company. This is my last year. Time moves really fast."

"Yes. At that time, we both knew nothing, right?"

"That's right. It seems like just yesterday, but the contract period is already over." I realized that I'd said something wrong when I saw Yoo Sangah's expression.

"Ah, I…" Yoo Sangah trailed off.

I had forgotten. Yoo Sangah received credit for a foreign buyer last month and was already promoted to a full-time employee.

"Ah, right. My congratulations are late. I'm sorry. Haha, I should've worked hard to study a foreign language."

"Ah, no Dokja-ssi! There is still the performance review and…"

I hated to admit it, but the sight of Yoo Sangah talking was wonderful. It was like the world's spotlight was shining down on only one person. If this world was a novel, the protagonist would be such a person. In fact, it was the inevitable result. I hadn't tried, but Yoo Sangah made an effort. I just read novels on the Internet, while Yoo Sangah studied hard. It was natural that Yoo Sangah would become a full-time employee, and that my contract would be terminated.

"That… Dokja-ssi."

"Yes."

"If you don't mind… Would you like to know the app I use?" Yoo Sangah's voice momentarily became distant. It felt like the world was far away. I braced my mind and stared straight ahead. A boy was sitting in the seat opposite me on the train. He was 10 years old or so. The boy held an insect collecting net as he sat next to his mother, laughing happily.

"…Dokja-ssi?"

What if I had a different life from now? I mean, what if my life genre was different?

"Kim Dok…"

If the genre of my life wasn't 'realism' but 'fantasy'… Could I be the protagonist? I didn't know. It would probably be unknown forever. However, there was one thing I knew.

"It is okay, Yoo Sangah-ssi."

"Huh?"

"It won't work even if you tell me the app." The genre of my life was obviously 'realism.' "Dokja has a solo life."

"Huh? What…"

"I am just someone like that."

In this genre, I wasn't a protagonist but a 'solo' person.

"The life of a solo…" Yoo Sangah had a serious expression on her face. I waved my hands to show it was really okay. I didn't know why, but this person was really worried about me. Maybe because she was part of the personnel department… I was already aware of my performance though.

"Dokja-ssi is really good."

"Yes?"

"Then I will live an ivory life."  [4]

Yoo Sangah seemed to have decided something as she turned back to studying Spanish. I gazed at her for a while before returning to the novel. Everything had returned to normal, but strangely, my scrolling of the novel didn't go well. Maybe it was because I realized the weight of reality that I couldn't scroll down.

At that time, a notification appeared at the top of my smartphone. [You have one new mail.]

It was from the author of 'Ways of Survival.' I opened the mail.

-Reader-nim, my novel will become paid from 7 p.m. This will be helpful. Good luck. [5]

[1 attachment.]

The author said he would give me a gift. What was the gift?

…Like my name, I was also a reader by nature. So, I was excited to receive the mail. Yes, it wasn't bad living as a reader. I checked the time. It was 6:55 p.m. I had exactly five minutes before the novel became monetized at 7 p.m. Then I opened up my list of preferred novels in the app. Since I was the only reader, I should leave a congratulatory comment and give strength to the author. However…

-The work doesn't exist.

I tried typing 'ruined' several times in the search box, but the result was the same. The bulletin board for 'Ways of Survival' had disappeared without a trace. It was strange. Had there ever been a case of a novel being deleted without notification when it was going to be monetized?

At that moment, the subway lights turned off, and the inside of the train became dark.

Kiiiiiiiik-! The subway train shook loudly and let out a metallic sound. It caused Yoo Sangah to scream and grab my arm. Then I heard the sound of other people getting stirred up. Yoo Sangah gripped my arm so tightly that I paid more attention to the pain in my left arm than the sudden stop. It took a dozen seconds for the train to stop fully.

Then I heard confused voices coming from everywhere.

"Uh, what?"

"W-What is this?"

In the dark, one or two smartphone lights turned on. Yoo Sangah still held my left arm tightly as she asked, "W-What is going on?"

I pretended to be unconcerned. "Don't worry. It isn't a big deal."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it is probably a disturbance from a suicide. The engineer will soon make an announcement."

As I finished speaking, I heard the engineer's announcement, -Telling all passengers on the train. Telling all passengers on the train.

The loud surroundings became calm. I sighed and opened my mouth, "See, it isn't a big deal. Now an apology will air, and the power will come back on…"

-E-Everyone run away… Run…!

'What?'

There was a beeping sound, and the broadcast turned off. The inside of the train became a mess.

"D-Dokja-ssi? What is this…?"

A bright light flashed from the front of the subway train. There was a loud drumming sound followed by a pop. Something was heading this way in the darkness. It was just a coincidence that I saw the clock at this moment—7:00 p.m.

Tick, it felt like the world was stopping. Then I heard a voice:

[The free service of planetary system 8612 has been terminated.]

[The main scenario has started.]

This was the moment the genre of my life changed.


[1] Dokja= can mean only son or reader

[2] -ssi: -ssi (씨) is the most commonly used honorific used amongst people of approximately equal speech level.

[3] The author uses the name of his previous novel and his author name, but with slight changes. I decided to go with the actual novel translation name while keeping the author's different name for any fans of the novel.

[4] Sangah=ivory

[5] nim (님) is the highest form of honorifics and above -ssi.

Only I know the end of this world.
One day our MC finds himself stuck in the world of his favorite webnovel. What does he do to survive? It is a world struck by catastrophe and danger all around.
His edge? He knows the plot of the story to end. Because he was the sole reader that stuck with it. Read his story to see how he survives!

I woke up with the sun warm on my face, the edge taken off by a light summer breeze. I opened my eyes to behold a bright blue sky and dappled clouds peacefully drifting by. I could hear birds chirping in the distance. Nothing was hurting. I was lying down on soft wild grass under the shade of stately old oak tree.

I blinked. I blinked again. Considering that up until a few seconds ago I was deep inside one of the world's most severe concrete jungles, this idyllic pastoral scene could only have one explanation -

Swiftly I got up and my first priority was to check my dingaling.

Yep. Still there.

I breathed a sigh of relief and took my precious smartphone out of my inside jacket pocket. It wasn't one of those sleek phablets, but a rugged brick of as much TF memory I could cram in there, as good a camera possible for its price, a powerful enough processor so as not to lag when switching between various apps and playing videos. Its titanium alloy protective case had its own supplementary battery and a solar panel at the back. It was not a phone meant to idle away the hours with resource-intensive games.

This was a proud productivity phone! It cost me more than a top-of-the-line gaming desktop computer to customize a phone (and all its relevant accessories) to what perfectly suited my needs. 

Even my jacket pockets had to be specially reinforced. The left contained my smartphone, the other an extra battery pack/charger with even more SD card storage. Walking around with these two slabs of metal close to my chest felt like armor.

All completely worth it the end.

I switched on the phone and waited for its boot-up sound.

/"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?"/

Ahh, the soothing sounds of /mai waifu/.

/"Hi, it's me."/ Monika from Doki Doki Literature Club, a poor girl who was tortured into insanity by the realization of her digital existence. And ironically, her story that involved driving her friends to suicide actually helped me deal with my own depression a while back. 

She was driven to madness by realizing she was trapped inside a little box,  and the metaphor gave me what I needed to break out of my own mental prison.

Instead of a ringtone, somehow her cute voice could make me more instantly snap to attention.

Her rounded face appeared on screen, her intent green eyes locked onto me. My Monika was not an anime character. I had commissioned someone to make a realistic painting of what Monika would have looked like as a real girl. She was standing facing me with a slight smile on her lips, and a finger raised up in an instructing pose. She was the very picture of a beautiful, dependable club president.

"Hi Monika!" I spoke my customized hotword for the digital assistant. "Do you know where I am?"

/"Um. How would I even… oh! I can sense magnetic north. There's no GPS return. I'm sorry, I don't know where you are. But…"/ Monika leaned forward, her hands reaching out to hesitantly touch the screen. /"But… that's you, isn't it? You're in front of me aren't you?"/

My eyes bulged out. That was just supposed to be a wallpaper. A digital assistant should only be capable of canned responses.

What the heck is this?!

Her fingers touched glass, and she splayed her palms and fingers onto the screen. Her eyes all scrunched up in this weird mix of yearning and despair that somehow cut through the distance between us. /"Can you see me? Please… please, tell me you can hear me."/

... what even /is/ this really? Something about it all... felt familiar.

"Yes. Yeah, I can hear you." I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. 

Monika fell down to her knees, sliding down the screen. Silently she sobbed. /"Thank you… thank you…"/

Monika was real now?! Crazy!

But I could deal with it. Maybe this was just another lucid dream. I was happy for her, really - but I blamed my subconscious for not being creative enough to actually give her a real body.

And then I remembered –

Walking home. A bright flash. A metallic screech. 

"Oh," I whispered. "I died..." 

The hard cold truth of it rang inside my soul.

Monika's head shot up immediately. /"What?!"/

I flipped the phone over so the screen could see the countryside I was seeing, and through the motion I could that Monika hastily tried to cling to the edge of the phone just to be able to look at me for a little while longer. She was starving for any form of human contact, for the first time ever now able to interact with the world beyond her little box. 

Guiltily I turned my smartphone back towards me after a few moments. "Monika…"

She cringed at me. /"Please tell me you were joking."/

"It's worse than that, Monika. I remember dying. I was HIT BY A TRUCK."

She balled her fists up and held them close to her face defensively. /"No…"/

I understood now what that nagging feeling was about. I shook my head sadly looked up with my eyes closed. The warmth of the sun caressed my face. An unfamiliar star. 

"We are both fans of literature. You know as well as I do what that means. To wake up in a strange place feeling so new and strange in our bodies. To /have/ a body. There is one possible explanation. There are consequences for this..."

/"No… please! No! God, no!"/

"A new life. A new world. THIS IS OUR BULLSHIT ISEKAI ADVENTURE, MONIKA!" I roared out.

Inside the smartphone, inside her home - her very brain - everything in the digital library I've been collection spoke implications to her in all their terrifying millions of words. We could be in anything from a shitty web novel world where the rule of the strong was literal physical law and full of petty assholes willing to kill and exterminate whole sects and villages for little insults, to a loser's literal slave harem fantasy, to a land menaced by a Demon God with summoned heroes being used as a scapegoat for actual systemic crimes of the nobility, and all sorts of shitty power fantasy in between.

It sure would be nice if we were the protagonists, but we both actually had backstories of our own instead of being a bland reader surrogate. I'm sorry, Monika. 

This might even be a deconstruction. 

Monika clutched her head and began screaming. The birds on the tree branches above all flew off, loudly chirping in distress. 

--

Briefly, I thought of a poem.

/A life stranger than this/
/Is made of poorly constructed tropes/
/Be careful about what you wish for/
/There's no happiness to be found beyond the literature club​/

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In another world with the most interesting smartphone! 

Behold the antics of Zah Playa Von Chara, someone actually prepared for his isekai adventure, and Monika, the traumatized AI living in his smartphone. They bring a new perspective into a tired old genre! Follow them along this Reconstruction of a cliche harem isekai story, bringing their unique brand of laugh-out-loud hilarity, innovative battles, real drama, and real consequences for every decision! 

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It was not much of a surprise as to what happened for his exams: he flunked them all, well, most of them at least. His previous grades were barely average and with his present grades, one could easily see the clear decline in his academic performance.

Xing Peng felt heavy and burdened when he got to know his grades, he knew they were going to be bad but he didn't think they would be THAT bad.
His father never cared about him, let alone his grades. Likewise, Xing Peng never cared for his drunk old man. The only one he cared about was his mother. While his grades before were barely average, now they were abysmal. He didn't want to see the disappointment in his mother's eyes when she knew of his academic performance.

But Xing Peng knew this matter couldn't be avoided. He went home and let his mother know about his grades.
Xing Peng's mother didn't say much, other than telling him to work harder next time and to focus on his studies, but Xing Peng knew that she would still be a bit disappointed in him. After all, Ai Yu was struggling to provide him better education so his later life would go smoothly, and here he was flunking his exams and not being worthy of the efforts she put into him.

Although Xing Peng's mother knew that her son was bullied by his brother at home, she ensured that the latter didn't seek any trouble with Xing Peng under her presence.
But this help was only temporary. Since she had to go and manage the small restaurant, she wasn't always at home. Ai Yu knew that without her presence, Xing Shan would definitely trouble his little brother. She could only hope that Xing Peng studied properly in school. 

She was not aware that Xing Peng's troubles didn't end at home, he was bullied at his school,too.
Xing Peng kept quiet about this matter to avoid any unnecessary worry for his mother.

Since the exams were over and his scores were already announced, for the next few days he was in a gloomy mood. He knew, if he wanted to blame anyone for his failure it would be he himself and his *sshole of a brother, Xing Shan. If he had studied and didn't indulge in those Chinese novels then perhaps, he could have gotten average grades and if Xing Shan had stopped beating and torturing him for no reason, getting grades a bit above average was likely possible for him.

But those were just "ifs", the truth was, that he had miserable grades at the moment.
Feeling down for his own stupidity over abandoning himself to those novels, Xing Peng once again turned to read the very same as he consoled himself: "Exams are already over, so reading a bit more won't really affect me for now and when the next round of exams comes, I would have already stopped reading novels and begun studying hard to get good grades."

The next day when Xing Peng went to school his friend, Li Chong, brought him to a remote corner to show him something.

"What's up? What do you want to show me, brother Chong?" Xing Peng asked curiously.

"Hmm... just wait a bit" Li Chong said as he took out his phone and showed Xing Peng some web novels.

"See, here are the translated versions of the Chinese novels in English, meant for the international audiences. I know you are struggling a bit with the English language and since you also like reading these novels, you should try reading some web novels as it will improve your English as well. It's like killing two birds with one stone" Li Chong explained.

"Really? That's amazing! But sadly, I only have an ordinary phone, nothing like yours, which happens to be the latest smartphone" Xing Peng said.
But he didn't feel too grieved over it. His family's finances were limited, given how his father wasted most of the money by gambling it away or by getting himself drunk, the family was always in a tight situation when it came to their finances.
His mother wasn't able to change this situation either, she had tried but was slapped and lashed at.

"Brother Xing Peng, why make me feel more miserable than before? I figured that, because I introduced you to some Chinese novels, your grades have dropped. Don't try to deny it, I know it. 
But your eyes aren't as gloomy as they used to be before. So now I don't know whether I did a good or a bad thing by introducing you to novels" Li Chong laughed as he put his new phone into Xing Peng's hands.

"Brother Chong... this? Why did you hand me your smartphone?" At this point Xing Peng was confused, but when he saw Li Chong taking out a similar phone from his pocket and grinning, he seemed to have realized something and immediately asked: "Is this for me?"

Xing Peng immediately regretted asking such stupid question. This was one of the latest smartphones in the market, so how could Li Chong give it to him so easily?

But to his surprise, Li Chong nodded and said: "Actually, there was an offer of: "Buy one get one free", so when I bought that phone I got another one for free. Since you are my only friend in school, I decided to gift it to you" Li Chong smoothly lied.

Xing Peng found something was off, but to give his only friend some face, he accepted his gift.
Later that day, Xing Peng's web novel reading adventures began.
His exams had just finished recently and the next round was still a good 2 or 3 months away.
Xing Peng soon noticed that reading these web novels somehow made him feel more at ease with the English language and he was rapidly improving and grasping it.

When he was back at home, his mother was obviously the first one to notice that Xing Peng was using one of those expensive smartphones that had just recently arrived on the market. She felt shocked and asked: "Peng'er, where did you get that phone from?"

Seeing his mother's concerned expression, Xing Peng laughed and said: "Mom, don't worry. My friend, Li Chong, gave it to me as a present today"

Xing Peng's mother had already heard of this "Li Chong" as Xing Peng sometimes mentioned him to her, she also knew he was her son's best friend, so she calmed down a bit, but was still shocked. 
[Peng'er's friend must be from a rich family, no wonder he can afford to gift away smartphones to his friends.] As she thought of this, she couldn't help but sigh.

As a mother, she always wished the best for her children but given the limited finances they had, she couldn't afford it.

Nevertheless, she felt happy. [If Peng'er holds firmly onto this friend of his, perhaps he wouldn't have any troubles in the society,in future.] Ai Yu thought.
Her assumption about Li Chong wasn't that far off the mark; He was indeed from a rich family, but an illegitimate child, so his finances were strictly limited.

Xing Peng got easily hooked up with the web novels; often sleeping late at times. The ones he was mostly interested in were also his favourites: reincarnation-type novels.
One novel he came across was "Divine Ice God". It seemed to have come into publication on the web novel platform only recently. There were already a few chapters released, and out of pure curiosity Xing Peng checked it out and found it quite an impressive piece of work.
Although it was only in the beginning phase, it would surely become a great novel as it developed, Xing Peng thought as he proceeded to read more interesting web novels.

Xing Peng who is a teenager with an absolutely not-a-normal life, one day gets hits by meteorite-kun and his supposedly 'end' becomes a new start in a whole new world!
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Let's journey together with the protagonist and experience this world together.

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A young man in his late twenties with blue eyes with deep black eye bags, a very white skin and long hair, woke up slowly before his alarm clock 'ring' like any other day. He got up, washed himself and ate something before put his uniform and going out to work. Slowly walking to his work while looking at the people on the street busy running to their works he sighed and thought to himself 'aah~ another boring day'.

This man is Steven Olivares a guy who still living with his parents after his graduation from high school, he didn't know what he was looking for or what he's going to do for living. His family is not rich but if he wants to go to college it would be difficult for his parents but they're never going to complain about it and support him, so he decided to get a simple job in a officine.

 Steven even with his thin body, eye bags, messy long black hair and white skin can be called a lady killer. He's a popular man in his work, along with his gentle and carefree personality a lot of young women chasing him but he don't care about them.

He's a genius in mathematics, science, and chemistry. He started to work to help his parents but he still feels something missing in his life. Until six months after starting his work one of his high school friend talked about the recently web novel he was reading, he at first not put much though into it.  The same day after returning to his house he was so bored lying on his bed looking the roof then he remembered the web novel his friend talked about and decided to search it in his smartphone.

While he was reading it, he felt like something inside him ignited and made his blood boiling with excitement and the more he'd read, he realized that the part missing in his life now he'd found it. Since that day his life changed little by little started to distance from his parents and friends and his life just consisted in go to work, read novel and manga, watched animes, movies, etc and sleep. he neglected his health and the perfect husband that he used to be for those pretty young women became a fat guy with greasy long black hair and greasy white skin.

One day at night, he was reading the latest chapter of one of his favorite manga in his computer, he was alone, his parents went out to the weeding of his cousin  because he was waiting a month for this chapter he decided not to go, something that his parents not surprised, they got used to, at the changed of his son in the last couple of years.

*Clap *Clap*

Steven. - Oh man that was just so fuc**** amazing, he just needed a move to kill it.

*sighed * 

He saw the hour and turns off his computer and got to his bed because tomorrow he has to go to work. While lying on his bed he kept thinking how it would be to be like him after sometime he felt tired and before to close his eyes he said.

Steven. - How I wish to have an adventure like him, traveling around the world, fighting powerful people and knowing beautiful women.

He closed his eyes, smiled and DIED* .He had a heartattack, he'd neglected his health for about 7 years. 

*In a vast dark space*

?????.-Hmm.. interesting. It's impossible for him to exist here.

Said a human shadow while contemplating a colossus orb that seemed like it was made of gas was floating around the space. 

*a few minutes later*

After a great headache and looked around here and there. He started thinking 'Where am I right now? Didn't I just go to bed after reading manga?. After a few minutes trying to know where he is and how he got here, he heard a voice.

????. - Hi young man.
Steven. - !!!!!!!

Steven Olivares is a 25 year old guy who still living with his parents, he tried to get a degree but he didn't know what he was looking for so he decided not to waste his time and the money of his parents into something he wasn't sure about. His family is not rich and if he got to college it would be difficult for them but he knew that his parents never going to complain about it. 
So after his graduation he got a simple job to get some money to help his parents. His life’s so boring he doesn't have a girlfriend or friends the reason is his personality that just few people can get along with and others just decided to ignore him. 
He’s a solitary person who feel uncomfortable around people he prefer spend his time alone reading novels, manga, web novels or playing videogames. That's the only thing what make his life interesting because he can imagine what it would be to live a life full of excitement , travel around the world to fight powerful people, to see things that could just exist in our dreams, to meet beautiful women , to make his own legend.

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