Omniscient Reader Quotes

What is your relationship with Yoo Jonghyuk?” “We are companions separated by life and death.

If I was really a god then I would be the most incompetent god in the world. The most helpless god in the world who knew everything but couldn’t explain anything.

Tell me, you fool. If I continue to regress, will I get to ever get to meet you again?

I believe in you more than the future that hasn’t come yet.

Helping someone who didn't want help could be a curse. However, some people couldn't ask for help despite needing help. It was because they had never asked for it before.

I wish to see the novel’s epilogue.

Ultimately, every human is their own writer." - Han Sooyoung

Tell me, you fool. If I continue to regress, will I ever get to meet you again?

The story changed every time I read it. The story was over but it wasn't over. The story wouldn't end unless the reader gave up on the story. - Han Sooyoung

He(Kim Dokja) will be my companion and he will see the end of the scenario. - Yoo Joonghyuk

Jerk, he was the main character yet he wasn’t going through any hardship. Meanwhile, I was the tired one despite being the reader. - Kim Dokja

Yoo Jonghyuk. Can I hit you?" "If you have confidence." I angrily formed a fist as I heard a message. [The character Yoo Jonghyuk has used 'Strong Self-Defense Lv. 5'.] I dropped my fist. Cowardly bastard.

Is it okay if the fragments aren't in context?" "It's fine. This is what humans are like.

I was an ordinary person with ordinary skills. But even so, this didn't mean I could only do ordinary things.

It doesn't matter what gender, race or world you originated from. It doesn't matter if you are strong or weak, famous or not famous. Anything is okay. What I am looking for is passion. I hope you have the passion to see the end of this damn story with me." - Kim Dokja

When writing, there are some scenes that are emotionally overwhelming. They completely overcome the author, and only when they do this can they cause a similar reaction in the reader. Through this, the author gets to experience multiple lives. If a character's life flashes before their eyes, it flashes before the author's eyes too, and he or she remembers it as his or her own. With reading, we get to live other lives vicariously, and this is doubly so with writing. It is like a lucid dream, where we guide the outcome. In this, we don't merely write *about* a character -- we momentarily *become* them, and walk as they walk, think as they think, and do as they do. When we return to our own life, we might return a little shaken, likely a little stronger, hopefully a little wiser. What is certain is that we return better, because experiencing the lives of others makes us understand their aims and dreams, their fears and foils, the challenges and difficulties, and joys and triumphs, that they face. It helps us grow and empathise, and see all the little pictures that make up the bigger one we see from the omniscience of the narrator.

I am Yoo Jonghyuk.” The coldest and loneliest voice in the world. The sleeping prince had finally woken up from his deep sleep. “And you shall die here.

⸢This story is for just that one reader.⸥

She looked between Yoo Jonghyuk’s black coat and my white coat before opening her mouth. “By the way, are you a couple?” “…It is just a coincidence. It is a common design.” [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is delighted for an unknown reason.] [A constellation who likes to change gender has shining eyes.]

Release your hand and get lost, you damn son of a bitch. - Kim Dokja to Yoo Joonghyuk

I always regretted about something in my life. However, my regret over the things I hadn’t done was way bigger than for those that I did do. -Kim Dokja

I smiled at him. “You are late, Yoo Jonghyuk.

I might be a killer but I don’t want to become a monster. - Jung Heewon

Those who read more than 50 chapters of a boring novel weren’t normal.

A regressor actually does not regress. What actually regresses isn’t him, but everything else excluding him.

Eat the soil, Yoo Joonghyuk.

When I closed my eyes, the overview of the entire universe would get drawn inside my head. Han Su-Yeong wrote the story. Yu Jung-Hyeok lived that story. And, I read that very story. And that’s how this world barely managed to reach its completion.

Marry Bihyung? I’d rather kill myself’ - Kim Dokja

We(Yoo Joonghyuk & Kim Dokja) are companions separated by life and death. - Kim Dokja

You(Kim Dokja) are like dough made by anyone while a god was carving him(Yoo Joonghyuk) for a thousand days." - Jang Hayoung

A human's present was important because there was nothing after death" -Kim Dokja

Yoo Joonghyuk looked at me like I was mentally ill. "Kim Dokja! Don't say anything else!" Of course, I kept talking.

[You're our son. That is all that matters.] - Persephone

Unfortunately, I couldn't reply. Because, if I do, then... ...Then you would end up becoming a mere character of the story. Because you definitely couldn't become a mere character [Kim Dokja had learned how to live from this man.] This man was my father, my older brother and my oldest friend I couldn't kill this guy. Nor could I beg for his forgiveness either -Kim Dokja

Persephone disappeared while winking at me. [We’ll meet again soon, our cute son.]

–I understand. Yoo Jonghyuk was silent for a moment. –You are talking as if you have regressed before. –I don’t need to regress to understand. I knew that I shouldn’t speak about understanding. Still, I wanted to say it. Since he wouldn’t receive understanding from anyone in the future, I thought I could say this. [The character ‘Yoo Jonghyuk’ is deeply shaken.] [The character ‘Yoo Jonghyuk’ has received a faint consolation.]

Sadness did indeed have 'weight'. The despair of a person risking his life trying to save someone else, and another's grief borne from powerlessness while watching that feat unfold, would never carry equal weight.

JUSTICE, IN MOST CASES, IS JUST SOMETHING THAT IS AGREED UPON BY THE MAJORITY.

I'm only good to people who are also dead. I'm sorry that we met when you are a living person. Ahjussi, you should die soon and come back again." - Kim Namwoon to Kim Dokja

Han Sooyoung approached and raised my chin with her fingers. "It's been a while, Kim Dokja. You are still ugly.

Jung Heewon unsheathed her sword and spoke. "I don't know anything about the future. However, I do know this. You said that you want to save this world? It's the same for me, too." Her determination manifested in the whitish flames billowing on the [Sword of Judgement]. "That man is the world I wish to save.

Strangely, I’ve been craving something sweet lately. Do you want to eat?” Han Sooyoung didn't wait for my answer and shoved the candy she was holding into my mouth. It had a lemon flavour. I ate the candy and Han Sooyoung looked at me quietly. “By the way, that’s what i was eating.” ”So?” “...You are really no fun.

I smiled slightly while covering my eyes with both hands. I didn’t appear so on the surface but I wanted to say that I was smiling. In the small darkness created with both hands, Yoo Joonghyuk’s voice was heard again as he drank tea. “Let’s go back to earth, Kim Dokja.

⸢Kim Dok Ja is an id iot.⸥

The Oldest Dream. The world's most omniscient yet powerless god.

Our Stories aren't for your entertainment', she said. She wobbled slightly as the shelling continued on. However, she never faltered once. She was no longer that girl who feared the ocean, but a commander of this vessel.

I remembered the moment I read a novel for the first time. The texture of the soft paper touching my fingertips. The black letters blooming on a white field. The texture of the page I folded with my hands. 「 It isn’t important to read the letters. The important thing is where the letters lead you. 」 My mother, who loved books, used to say this. At least for me, it wasn’t just a saying. The gaps in the black print. My own little snow garden lay in between the letters. This space, which was too small for someone to go into, was a perfect place for a child who liked to hide. Every time a pleasant sound was heard, the letters stacked up like snow. In it, I became a hero. I had adventures, loved and dreamt. Thus, I read, read and read again. I remembered the first time I was about to finish a book. It was like being deprived of the world. The protagonist and supporting characters walked off with the sentence ‘They lived happily ever after’ and I was left alone at the end of the story. In my vanity and sense of betrayal, my young self struggled because I couldn’t stand the loneliness. 「This… is the end? 」 Perhaps it was similar to learning about death. For the first time, I realized that something was finite.

I am Yoo Joonghyuk, a former regressor

Yoo Joonghyuk looked at me like I was mentally ill. "Kim Dokja! Don't say anything else!" Of course, I kept talking.

The 28 year old Kim Dokja might be able to help the 17 year old Kim Dokja escape from the nightmare for a short time. - Kim Dokja

I shall pray that you may continue to exist somewhere, too.

Doesn't matter how you read it, the one to judge it will be me. So, you simply concentrate on reading'. […] 'It's my freedom to decide what I hear and what I remember. And I shall decide who I am'. With a voice I knew so well, he was talking about a story that I didn't know. 'You fool, you are not reading it alone'.

The man who came to her 1863rd regression turn. The man who she wanted to see again. The detestable man with his own brand of ass-kissing. The man who lied really easily. The man who she enjoyed being around, since they could lie about something together and snicker among themselves. The man, who didn't remember her.

The light of countless constellations was shining towards him but none of them could reach Yoo Joonghyuk. No matter how many years they had lived, they couldn't understand the regressor who suffered the destruction of the world twice. The next moment, Yoo Joonghyuk heard a message. [The constellation 'Demon King of Salvation' is looking at you.] It was a star that never appeared in the last two rounds. Then why? Yoo Joonghyuk felt like the star had been there for a long time. Yoo Joonghyuk declared, "Get lost, Kim Dokja.

「 Incarnation Kim Dokja will be killed by the person he loves most. 」

To think, I was learning how to make dumplings from a dumpling while walking on the Dumpling Road.

Did copyright exist for one's life, too? But, was it okay to describe one's life as a 'work of an author'?

If you want my bones, I shall give them to you. If you want my heart, then I will gladly hand it over. However, you will have to risk half of all your Stories.

⸢For sure, Kim Dokja would've said something like "Yoosung-ah, listen. There's no 'weight' to sadness."⸥ Shin Yoosung didn't agree with those words. Sadness did indeed have 'weight'. The despair of a person risking his life trying to save someone else, and another's grief borne from powerlessness while watching that feat unfold, would never carry equal weight. In the end, to every human being, the most precious thing was themselves. And Kim Dokja risked everything of his, always.

Jung Heewon unsheathed her sword and spoke. “I don’t know anything about the future. However, I do know this. You said that you want to save this world? It’s the same for me, too.” Her determination manifested in the whitish flames billowing on the [Sword of Judgement]. "That man is the world I wish to save.

...Yoo Jonghyuk glanced to his side before speaking again. “I have a companion already.” I doubted my ears for a moment. This bastard Yoo Jonghyuk… what was he doing now? [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ appears late and looks around.] [The constellation ‘Secretive Plotter’ is giggling at the situation.] [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is astonished.] [The constellation ‘ Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is praying for the line to be spoken again.]

He was the first reader of the Story Kim Dokja had compiled.

[ Why are you trying to save them? You can see the ending even if you live alone. ] The ending is only meaningful if they are there.

If you get a chance to run again, do you believe you can see it better the next time?

I hurriedly whispered towards Yoo Jonghyuk. “Hey, just say that you like him. Quickly.” “I don’t want to.” “Why? Hey, just close your eyes and do it once…” Nirvana shouted angrily when he saw me whispering. “Don’t whisper in front of me!” Then Yoo Jonghyuk spoke in a loud voice, “I’m not interested in men!” [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ cries out for blood.] [2,000 coins have been sponsored.] Nirvana looked like he would puke. “I’m not a man!” [The constellation ‘Demon-like Judge of Fire’ is embarrassed.] “Of course, I’m not a woman either!

[The stigma ‘Regression Lv. 3’ has been activated!] It was cruel. Was this really how it ended? How did I(Kim Dokja) get here? Would Yoo Jonghyuk really die here? Then a single line emerged. [Incarnation ‘Yoo Jonghyuk’ is looking at his sponsor.] “…Yoo Jonghyuk?” Yoo Jonghyuk, who became so ragged that his shape couldn’t be recognized, stared at his sponsor with a single bloody eye. Sparks appeared around his disappearing body. [Incarnation ‘Yoo Jonghyuk’ is resisting his sponsor.] [All of the stories of incarnation ‘Yoo Jonghyuk’ is resisting death.] This was something I had never seen in any round. [The incarnation ‘Yoo Jonghyuk’ has refused to regress.]

Kar. Mien. Der.” The dark keeper muttered as it barely managed to pull itself together from its shock. I didn’t ask but Yoo Sangah muttered from behind me in a quivering voice. “How do you know all my weaknesses…?” This was what it meant. I gave an answer in a light manner. “I usually read a lot of books.

The people are hungry.” “So what? You want to share that? Are you crazy? Don’t you know that people are the most dangerous existences in an apocalypse?” “I can kill all of them if I want.” Han Sooyoung saw killing intent for a moment on Yoo Sangah’s face and shut her mouth. “Therefore, I can save all of them if I want.

Yoo Joonghyuk then powerfully threw Kim Dokja forward, but also stepped onto the latter's back – and they began scything past the storm as if he was surfing the waves.

The author of the novel probably didn't think about stuff like this. However, it is up to you to decide on what you'll get out of reading the novel. If you only find trash within, then it'll simply end as trash. But if it can impart just a tiny little bit of deeper meaning to you, then that alone will improve this work in your eyes. Again, it is up to you to decide which one it will be. But I'd really like you to choose the option where you get to 'appreciate' your time a little bit better.

– Why are you going so far to save Kim Dokja? You've lost many companions by now already. – Having lost many companions before doesn't mean you become accustomed to the pain of loss. And also… – …I have something I need to ask that fool.

⸢Outer Gods' are unfathomable creatures.⸥ Those were some pretty irresponsible words, that's for sure. Such words could be applied to just about anybody, not only to the 'Outer Gods', now couldn't they?

Lee Hyunsung touched my head and then opened his mouth. “In the past, I lost an empty cartridge in the army.” “…That must be a big problem. Did you find it again?” “I found it.” “You must’ve been in trouble. Why are you saying this…?” “It was found out of the blue one month later.” Despite my confused expression, Lee Hyunsung still looked serious. “From then on, I kept the empty shell in my pocket.

But as he stood before the hard-earned freedom, he couldn't figure out what exactly he had finally earned.

The story changed every time I read it. The story was over but it wasn’t over. The story wouldn’t end unless the reader gave up on the story.

I'll hit you(yoo joonghyuk) gently so please don't die" -Kim Dokja

⸢t l s 1 2 3⸥ ⸢Y o u ca nn ot cha nge th is sto ry⸥

She could hear Han Sooyoung's laughter. ⸢You know this too, right? The last one to laugh is the winner.⸥

Answer me! If we are really characters in a fictional novel, why did you die for us over and over? - Lee Jihye to Kim Dokja

The fact that you can regress at any time means that death is meaningless.

You saved me once, now I'm going to save you.

Where do you plan to die alone?" - Yoo Joonghyuk

The was wrong. Yoo Joonghyuk's regressions were wrong, and the stories the scenarios created were unfair. – That's why I won't sit still. I'll witness the Conclusion. You say I shouldn't, but I'll see it regardless. I'll definitely jump over that Wall you failed to cross along with my companions, and as for the being beyond it… I'll kill that guy. I'll end your 'Oldest Dream'.

⸢This tale was a story about an 'impossible communication'.⸥ ⸢This tale was a story about indistinguishable 'Good and Evil', and…⸥ ⸢And, this tale was a story about a tragedy locked in a cycle.⸥

Then Yoo Joonghyuk replied, "Kim Dokja is necessary for this world. I need him." "…" "He will be my companion and he will see the end of the scenario." "Give me Kim Dokja. Then I will spare you.

「 “Something is strange. Are you really Captain?” 」 Then Shin Yoosung’s eyes shifted to my dead body. 「 “Who is that person? I haven’t never seen such a person before.” 」 Only Yoo Jonghyuk stayed silent. He just swung and swung his sword. This was his only answer. How long did he swing his sword? Yoo Jonghyuk slowly opened his mouth. 「 “…That guy.” 」 Shin Yoosung’s face gradually filled with doubt and disbelief. The silent Yoo Jonghyuk finally spoke. 「 “He is my companion.” 」

It was my story. I laughed as Yoo Joonghyuk's sword pierced my heart. [Your fate has been realized.] My body slowly sank down and Yoo Joonghyuk held onto me. "Kim Dokja." "It was a really great story. Isn't that right?" "Let's meet again, Yoo Joonghyuk." "Kim Dokja! No! Kim Dokja!" At the last moment, he tightly held me by the neck. However, it was already too late.

I'M SAYING THAT THE STANDARDS OF MORALITY THAT WE HUMANS ABIDE BY... MAY BE DIFFERENT FROM THAT OF THE CONSTELLATIONS.

There are three ways to survive in a ruined world. I have forgotten some of them now. However, one thing is certain: you who are currently reading these words will survive.

[The incarnation Kim Dokja's ranking in Dark Castle is 11th place.] 11th place. It wasn't bad. The rest of my party members had terrible expressions, as if they were receiving their CSAT scores.

He's a pathetic fool, indeed. He was just some contracted worker for a no-name game developer, and his hobby was reading novels. His specialty is to run his cocky mouth off, and he has this habit of throwing his life away so that we can overcome any and all impossible situations hindering us. Someone like that managed to lead his companions this far. Regardless of what the incoming conclusion is, this world wouldn't have come this far without him around.

⸢"Maybe this regression turn you are about to abandon could be the 'one single turn' where you might get to witness the end of this world as a 'human being', you know."⸥ The one and only way for him to live on as a human being. And that was to never give up on this story.

He is called the Tyrant King. He is one of the top seven kings of Seoul and the king with the largest territory.” Lee Hyunsung asked this time. “What type of person is he?” “He is someone who started from Dobong-gu and built his own kingdom. He says that any beautiful or handsome man and woman will become concubines, while any ugly people will be killed or become slaves.” Jung Heewon frowned. “If Dokja-ssi is caught, you will become a slave.” “…Well, I think it will be dangerous for Heewon-ssi.” “Being a concubine is difficult… Why don’t we just go ahead and kill him?

The world where the result devours the cause, and the cause devours the result. The world where all possibilities exist, and the individual possibility supports and maintains each other. A perfect, immortal epic where a story manufactures a story all on its own.

A storyteller was supposed to remain neutral. The thing was, though, all judges secretly rooted for a team they liked. This was true for Bihyung as well. Like a parent looking at his wonderfully-matured children, Bihyung stroked the faces appearing on the screen with a deeply moved expression.

If he returned now then Kim Dokja might revive again. However… What if Yoo Joonghyuk went back and there was no Kim Dokja? Or what if Kim Dokja didn't act like this again? Yoo Joonghyuk was afraid of something for the first time. The Kim Dokja of this life might only appear in this life. Shin Yoosung of the 41st regression never talked about Kim Dokja and he never met Kim Dokja in his past few lives. Even if he went back to the past, the Kim Dokja of this life might not return. The choice that had always been possible was now irreversible. He met Kim Dokja in his third regression and they became companions. Then he lost Kim Dokja.

[A portion of the audience members are getting really curious about the taste of ‘Murim dumplings’.] I sensed Yu Jung-Hyeok [999] flinch ever so slightly on my shoulder. In the meantime, I handed the dumplings over to Shin Yu-Seung and Yu Jung-Hyeok as well. The latter frowned and shook his head. “I don’t eat food made by other people.” “Other people didn’t make this.” He seemed deeply puzzled by that. Most likely, he had no idea what I was talking about. He then glared at the [Murim dumpling] resting before his eyes with some suspicion, but eventually made up his mind and cautiously reached out to it. And very slowly, so very slowly, as if he was studying his new enemy, brought the dumpling near his nose. “….This aroma??” That’s right, eat that damn dumpling, you bastard. Yu Jung-Hyeok continued his pained deliberation over and over again, and in the end, brought the dumpling towards his lips very slowly. As if he was tearing into the neck of the enemy commander, he took a small bite out of it.

…Hey, Yoo Joonghyuk." He stopped his actions when I spoke up. "You probably know this already, but I'm not a prophet. No, I am as far removed from such a being as you can get." Ever since we got into a tussle back on the Dongho Bridge, I had never introduced myself properly once. To Yoo Joonghyuk, I was the prophet, a man with a mysterious background. "I'm not the 'Demon King of Salvation'." [Story, 'Demon King of Salvation', has stopped its storytelling.] "I'm also not the 'King of a Kingless World'." [Story, 'King of a Kingless World', has stopped its storytelling.] One by one, my Stories stopped their stories. Excluding my own, everything else became dead still. "My name is Kim Dokja." The wings on my back disappeared, and the ballooned-up muscles shrunk back, too. "Twenty-eight… No, wait. I was twenty-eight, and I was an employee of a game company. My hobby was reading web novels…" As if I was talking to someone I met for the first time, I continued to tell my own story. "It's pathetic, right? Well, this is who I am… Yoo Joonghyuk, who are you?" To me, Yoo Joonghyuk was someone I 'knew' since from a long time ago. To be more specific, he was someone I read about all by myself. That was why I had never heard about his story in his own words. He finally opened his mouth. "I am Yoo Joonghyuk." His blade slowly moved and cut me down. "Yoo Joonghyuk, a former Regressor.

Middlemarch is a novel that is diminished by being put on the screen. It can't help but be, because so much of what we enjoy in Middlemarch is the interplay between what the characters do and what we know about them because of the telling voice. It's less of a problem for the cinema when it deals with novels that are purely concerned with action and what people do. I haven't thought this through, and I'm just trying it now to see what it sounds like. But maybe it would be less a problem with novels that are told in the first person. The interesting thing to me about Middlemarch, and Thackeray's Vanity Fair, and several other great novels, is precisely this omniscient, as we call it, third person, which naive readers mistake for the author. It isn't George Eliot who is saying this; it's a voice that George Eliot adopts to tell this story. There can be something very interesting in a novel like Bleak House, which was also done very well on the television by the same adapter, Andrew Davis. Now, Bleak House is told in two voices, as you remember. One is the somewhat trying Esther Summerson, who is a paradigm of every kind of virtue, and the other is a different sort of voice entirely, a voice that tells the story in the present tense, which was unusual for the time, a voice that doesn't seem to have a main character attached to it. But I think that Dickens is playing a very subtle game here. I've noticed a couple of things about that second narration that make me wonder whether it isn't Esther herself writing the other bits of it. For instance, at the very beginning, she says, "When I come to write my portion of these pages . . ." So she knows that there is another narrative going on, but nobody else does. Nobody else refers to it. The second thing is that she is the only character who never appears in those passages of present-tense narration. The other characters do. She doesn't. Why would that be? There's one point very near the end of the book where she almost does. Inspector Bucket is coming into the house to collect Esther to go and look for Lady Dedlock, who's run away, and we hear that Esther is just coming -- but no, she's turned back and brought her cloak, so we don't quite see her. It's as if she's teasing us and saying, "You're going to see me; no, you're not." Now, that's Dickens, at the height of his powers, playing around -- in ways that we would now call, I don't know, postmodern, ironic, self-referential, or something -- with the whole notion of narration, characterization, and so on. Yet, it doesn't matter. Those things are there for us to notice and to enjoy and to relish, if we have the taste for that sort of thing. But the events of Bleak House are so thrilling, so perplexing, so exciting that a mere recital of the events themselves is enough to carry a whole television adaptation, a whole play, a whole story. It's so much better with Dickens's narrative playfulness there, but it's pretty good without them.

1. Humans were weakest when they believed someone protected them CHAP18, PG200 2.No matter how good a mentor, a person who wasn't determined couldn't survive in this world CHAP 20:EP 5, PG 223 3. The treasure trove doesn't just contain treasures. CHAP 22 PG 235 4. The person trying to be all alone was the busiest. CH 36 PG 409 5. You have already forgotten the determination of your first attempt." CH 41 , PG 486 6. "If you can't find the meaning of life in front of you, didn't you decide to live for the greater cause? CH 41, PG 486 7. "Human beings aren't slaves of desire. They are animals fighting their desires." CH 137 PG 1595 8. It isn't important to read the letters. The important thing is where the letters lead you. Pg 1963 ch170 9. At first, I only saw the main character's position. The second reading showed the position of the supporting character and the third reading showed the position of the enemy. The story changed every time I read it.  Pg 1964