Omniscient Viewpoint Quotes

In understanding the nature and the bigger picture of the game from an omniscient viewpoint, a player could manifest his own destiny infinitely more effectively than any two-dimensional-thinking dimwit on the street who repeatedly walked straight into brick walls, thinking a different outcome would magically materialize through persistence alone.

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 wish to see the novel’s epilogue.

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

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

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

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

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

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 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.

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

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

Eat the soil, Yoo Joonghyuk.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

–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.]

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

I am Yoo Joonghyuk, a former regressor

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

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.

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.

The reason why she suddenly wrote the essay was to make me the son of a murderer, not a murderer.

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.

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

⸢Kim Dok Ja is an id iot.⸥

[ 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.

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

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

...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.]

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'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

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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.

If this story can really save you... If you regained just a little of your memories and remember us just one more time... Then I'll keep writing the epilogue for you until the end of time, for eternity. - Han Sooyoung

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.

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!

⸢"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.

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.

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

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

⸢Yoo Joonghyuk always had to endure these moments all by himself.⸥ Fortunately, he wasn't alone this time.

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

– 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.

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.

[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.]

Because Han Sooyoung wrote the Ways of Survival, Kim Dokja got to read it. Because Kim Dokja read the Ways of Survival, Yoo Joonghyuk began his regression. Because Yoo Joonghyuk began his regression, Han Sooyoung was able to write the 'Ways of Survival'.

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

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.

⸢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.⸥

⸢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?

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

Yoo Joonghyuk of the 1863rd round is the despair of the world itself.

Everything has already been written, and at the same time, still being written.

In the distant place, Kim Dokja seemed to be stroking Yoo Joonghyuk's head.

I would never sacrifice myself ever again. I'd not leave my companions behind. Just like how Yoo Joonghyuk didn't want to give up on this life, I shall not give up even until the end.

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.

[Constellation, 'Hell's Scribe', is letting others know that the hottest place in Hell is reserved for those who maintain neutrality in times of moral crisis…]

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.⸥

…Because I have allies in this turn who won't betray me. - Yoo Joonghyuk

Joonghyuk-ah, we can save the world. You know that, right?

And with that, my endless voyage got underway. [Your ■■ is 'Eternity'.]

They had failed to save their companions many times over. And that was why they could never turn their backs on the people dying right in front of them.

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.

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'.

「 “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.” 」

I laughed as Yoo Joonghyuk's sword pierced through 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?" Yoo Joonghyuk stared down at me silently. I couldn't find any words and just watched. It was as if I had always been meant to do this.

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.

...I won't give up on this life." Perhaps there was no one here who would understand his words. In the midst of the terrible loneliness that came from this face, Yoo Joonghyuk declared. "So don't give up either." He didn't know if it had been delivered or not.

…Our nebula?" "Didn't you say you would make one last time?" "Kim Dokja's Company?" "I'll quit right away if it is really named that." Yoo Joonghyuk turned his head away with a frown. I felt pleasantly surprised.

I thought he was mature for his age, but a kid was a kid. He didn’t know being mature and being an adult were two separate things. And this world was full of despicable adults who would take advantage of his “maturity.

Kim Dokja, there is only one chance." It was an eternal 'once'. A 'once' made with the countless failures of the regressor. "It has always been 'once' for me." Thus, this one chance couldn't fail. We threw the spear at the same time.

Let's meet again, Yoo Joonghyuk." The power of the demon king disappeared and at the same time, strength drained from me. [The main scenario has ended.] [Seoul Dome has been freed.] A small black hole appeared in the air behind me. My body was slowly being sucked into it. My legs, my torso, my arms...they turned into powder and were slowly being sucked in. "Kim Dokja! No! Kim Dokja!" At the last moment, he tightly held me by the neck. However, it was already too late.

That silly manner of speech capable of irritating a person to no end – only Kim Dokja spoke like that in the entire world.

I mean, you can just say there it is, so deal with it. It's not the issue with understanding it, but rather, accepting it.

People who adjust to the new world each have different ways of coping with it. Some descend into madness, while others turn to fanaticism. And some cling to irrational optimism.

We kill something and eat it to live. That is the life of humans. That is how it’s always been. But why did this feel different?

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 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.

Of course, I didn't actually agree with the doctrines. In the world of the Star Stream, if you threw away the future and lived in the present, then you'd just die in the present. And even if I was a bit less happy, I wanted to live longer. That's why I was a slave to capitalism.

Esto era todo lo que podía hacer. Solo era un lector ordinario. No fuí un protagonista. Se sentía como si me despertara gritando en la cama en cualquier momento, pero no sucedió tal milagro, no importa cuánto parpadeé.

Yoo Joonghyuk and I were both pushed back a step and at the same time, we wielded our swords to each other again. Unbelievable explosions occurred as the sword and sword hit each other. We struck, struck and struck each other again. We fought desperately as if it was the only conversation we could share with each other.

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.

Dionysus had told me not to trust anyone. However, that was only if the opponent was a constellation. I had at least one person in this place who I could believe in. I jumped up towards the stage. I grabbed the confused Yoo Joonghyuk's hand and raised it high into the sky. He was more trustworthy than anyone else here.

[SSS-class Ferrarigini]

Kim Dokja! Are you going to just watch? Didn't you say you would catch him?” I smiled and replied, “Ah, I meant I would deal the final blow.” “You bastard!

Don’t worry about it and eat.” “Thank you!” “I mean, this could be your last meal, right?

Ultimately, every human is their own writer.

I looked at Yoo Joonghyuk's miserable face and thought: Don't worry Yoo Joonghyuk. I'll do the rest. You stop and rest.

We are all nothing more than a part of a massive tale reincarnating itself.

Thus… I felt it as well. I hesitated before shouting in a timid voice. "I-I am the protagonist!" [The constellation 'Demon-like Judge of Fire' covers her eyes with embarrassment.] [The constellation 'Prisoner of the Golden Headband' considers moving channels.] [The constellation 'Abyssal Black Flame Dragon' is taken with your chuuni words.] Shit… why couldn't I feel it?

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.

…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.

Yo, hold up, Jihye noona!! That's [Ghost Fleet]! You think I won't notice it just because they are tiny now??" "Lee Gilyoung! Are you seriously taming water bugs? You cheater!?" "Both of you, disqualified!

[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.

Kim Namwoon walked forward confidently and Yoo Joonghyuk and I glanced at each other. Surprisingly, this guy was helpful. …As expected, I should've kept him alive? No, this time he was helpful after dying so I did a good job of killing him.

It was an interview with the representative of the low-grade dokkaebis, Bihyung. That bastard, this was why he told me to watch. -Half of the glory is actually due to an incarnation working hard in my channel. Maybe he is a friend that you know. I’ll give half this joy to the incarnation!

let’s just say once again that viewpoint is the technique by which the author picks a character inside the story, then tells the story from that person’s view, so that the reader sees, hears, feels, and knows only what that viewpoint character can experience. Of course it’s possible to have a so-called omniscient viewpoint, where the reader is made privy to the sense impressions, feelings and thoughts of virtually everyone in the story, but it’s a terribly difficult way to write, and not very popular today. After all, each of us lives his or her life in a single viewpoint, so why not tell the story the same way?

De hecho, no fuí yo, sino el principal grupo quién monopolizó la comida. Ellos monopolizaron con el pretexto de una "distribución justa" y la alimentaron a las personas domesticadas. Los humanos eran los más débiles cuando creían que alguien los protegía. Una vez que se estableció la autoridad en una relación unilateral, la gente comenzó a depender de ellos.

⸢Eh hem, you wa nna see yo ur att rib ute win dow?⸥ This guy, does he think I want to see the attribute window every time I have a chance?

En este mundo, los humanos ya no eran los principales depredadores. Incluso si no fuéramos depredadores, no necesariamente teníamos que ser presas.

It is necessary at this point to recount what actually occurred, as opposed to what was generally supposed to have occurred, on that terrible evening when Lucas killed a man.

I looked up, but there was no sky down here. And yet, I glared up at the invisible sky, as if in defiance of some vast, inexorable destiny. “The scenario has only just begun.

She killed and killed again like she was born to slay. I cut a thug’s arm, and she ran her blade through the heart. I cut another’s leg, and she sliced off his head.

[From here on, character Huiwon Jeong will not hesitate to be your sword.]

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

I felt a mixture of hallowness at seeing the end of a world, and satisfaction at getting to witness that world's completion.

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. When I regained my wits, I found myself being trampled by his feet. "I told you not to throw me!!" He must've found stepping on my back rather unsanitary, because he began lightly dusting his combat boots.

[Character 'Jung Heewon' is activating 'Lie Detection Lv.5'!] [Your statement has been confirmed as a lie.] "Wowsers, you now even lie with a straight face?" …Just when did she learn [Lie Detection]? Dammit.

If at that moment Clement had caught sight of the dog and had managed to capture him, the fates of a number of people in this story would have been entirely different. Such is the vast play of chance in human lives.

Haha…" There was a flustered laugh as relief spread from deep inside my heart. "…He came." I was so happy that I wanted to call out his name. "Huh? What are you saying?" I smiled and said, "The real Yoo Joonghyuk came.

His being famous was just a part of his backstory. But I wasn’t lying when I said I was a fan. I’d liked, hated, resented, and rooted for Junghyeok Yu. He and I had gone through three thousand chapters of the story together.

I’m against killing things.” A-against killing…? “I don’t take lives lightly.” [Constellation Demonic Judge of Fire exclaims that she knew it all along.] [You have received 100 coins as a donation.] Of course, that was a lie.

He wielded the sword loaded with the powers of [Breaking the Sky Energy] and sliced apart the pitch-black sphere. When he did, the child curling up like a new born baby curled up even further. "I'm Yoo Joonghyuk. I'm Yoo Joonghyuk. I'm…" The child continued to tremble under the faint rays of light. 【You are not Yoo Joonghyuk.】 The regressor who had forgotten about his name through the eternity of regressions. Such a man was now announcing his name. "I am 'Yoo Joonghyuk'.

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

34. [You never know what will happen before any scenario ends. Don't give up until the end.] pg 3857 35. [Handsome Kim Dokja!] [9158 FOREVER] I hoped that the party members wouldn't look at them but Jung Heewon spoke to me. "Dokja-ssi, are you an idol? pg3867

Kim Dokja and Uriel No, wait a minute. Uriel. I…" I sat down next to Uriel and the other members sat behind me in turn. Raphael sat in front of me and stared at me in a dumbfounded manner. [Aren't you a demon king?] "Well, that…" Either way, Uriel sitting on my left was happy. [Okay, okay.] I felt something strange and turned to the right, only to see an unexpected person. "What? You're here as well?" When did he come here? Yoo Joonghyuk sat there with a peculiar and terrifying killing intent. Next to him was Metatron, who was looking at me with an unknown expression. Based on the seating, Yoo Joonghyuk had been brought here by Metatron. Why did I have an ominous feeling? Metatron waved to me before shaking his head at Uriel. [Uriel, I understand your heart but the Demon King of Salvation is a demon king.] [How is he a demon king, Scribe?] [He is a demon king from his modifier. Send him back.] [I don't want to.] pg 3871

Helping people and fighting the damn reincarnations! When you finally stood before the constellations!' The days when I struggled to get a job and when my bosses were vile and abusive. Everything was in order to live. In order to survive every day. 'Look around you and try to live somehow!' Even so, I returned home. I felt relieved when reading one novel.

Dejaré de lado esta mano o no lo haré ". (...) Incluso sin sus pensamientos, conocía a este tipo más que nadie. Cerré los ojos y pensé en Yoo Jonghyuk. (...) Entonces llegué a una conclusión. (...) Estaba seguro de que el lo haría. (...) "Quítame la mano de encima y pierdete, maldito imbécil" (...) Vi la cara de Yoo Jonghyuk mientras caía. Yoo Jonghyuk estaba sonriendo alegremente como si algo lo hiciera feliz. Hijo de put@ "Te creo. Definitivamente eres un profeta".

New companion Yoo Joonghyuk's Black Heavenly Demon Sword filled with the power of transcendence flew to my neck. It was an inevitable blow. Then a crack appeared in the ceiling of the banquet hall. Yoo Joonghyuk looked up at the ceiling but it was already too late. The running Yoo Joonghyuk was crushed by the fragments of the broken ceiling. Some large pieces were avoided but there were too many stones pouring down. I saw a shadow in the dirty dust. The hair was sweaty like the person had rushed here. The bandages half released from the left arm was blowing in the wind. In the dust, this person smiled as she trampled on Yoo Joonghyuk. "I knew you couldn't do this without me." [The incarnation 'Han Sooyoung' is jumping into the verdict of the giant story!] pg 3901 38. Perhaps Han Sooyoung had adjusted her shares ownership to Lee Seolhwa as soon as she learnt the information here. Then she came straight to this place. Han Sooyoung turned towards the surrounding constellations and declared with a growl, "I am evil. In addition, that fucking Kim Dokja standing over there is definitely evil." Han Sooyoung made me evil regardless of everything else and continued looking at Yoo Joonghyuk and the party members. pg 3903 39. This person shouting with her short hair flying looked amazing. At this time, Han Sooyoung could be seen as the main character, not Yoo Joonghyuk. pg 3903 40. The eyes of the group shook. I saw Han Sooyoung turn away. Then I spoke like I was pulling the trigger. "You are characters of a story." pg 3925 41. 'It's no fun when no one is fighting back'pg4046 42. However, I endured. I simply had to. So that I could grasp that one and only chance soon to be coming my way pg 4078 43. Along with the explosive grinding noise, blue sparks danced in the air. "Why are you standing around dazed like that, you dumbass?!" Han Sooyoung was standing next to me now pg 4102

Los humanos eran débiles. ¿Cómo podrían tan débiles humanos hacer cosas tan crueles? Usaron la excusa del mundo destruido. Mataron, violaron mujeres y robaron a otros. ¿Fue por instintos? De repenten sentí curiosidad al ver los ojos de Bang Cheolsoo manchados de miedo ante una violencia más fuerte. "¿Porqué lo hiciste?" Era una pregunta de la nada. De hecho, no esperaba una respuesta a esta pregunta. Pero en el momento en que estaba a punto de darle otra patada, Bang Cheolsoo abrió los ojos. "Joder... Solo mátame, hijo de put@". En el momento en que vi sus ojos, supe que él había respondido mi pregunta a su manera. Una mirada que no mostraba ningún apego persistente a la vida. Sí, no fue por instintos. (...) Este tipo era un humano que había estado desesperado mucho antes de que este mundo fuera destruido. Tal como yo.

10. A wounded person might be saved but a wounded person wouldn't heal that easily. ch 173 Pg 1999 11. s. I could hear a slight creaking sound from Yoo Joonghyuk's body. His body was already at the limit. Even so, Yoo Joonghyuk didn't give up. PG 2059 12. There is no magic that will heal all wounds just because someone else has a deep wound as well. PG 2089 13. I will pull all of you down from that fucking heaven. PG 2192 CH 190 14. In a place they couldn't see, the story that was going to destroy them had just begun PG2226 15. The most dangerous enemy is always the closest ally PG 2265 16. "Don't regard past failures as scriptures. There will be no change if you don't do anything. PG 2299 17. Fight, fight and fight again PG2365 18.Fight, fight again and keep moving forward. It was the best mourning possible for this guy's past. PG 2623 19. If that happens, I will destroy all the worlds that caused that Fate. PG 2676 20. "The scenario is a small destruction to prevent a greater destruction." PG 2802 21. This was Yoo Joonghyuk. He didn't give up on his goal even if he gave up his life. 22. "I felt it while living… life is supposed to be like this. There are times when nothing can be done and times when things don't work out. PG 2824 23. "I know that things don't work out well. Not everything will flow as you wish. Even so, don't dwell on it too much and let your heart lead you." PG 2827 24. In order to hold that spear, Yoo Joonghyuk trained with a single focus for decades.PG 3470 25.Don't be fooled by what you see! Believe in yourself, not the myths already recorded! Pg 3685 26.there is no good or evil. There is only our desire to see the story pg 3690 27. Are all failed stories meaningless? Even if you know you will fail, isn't the story of those who have fought to the end worth it? PG3706 28. It was a dependable tone. I really wanted a father like this. 3719 29. Then I looked around and saw Han Sooyoung dangling her legs while sucking candy. I scolded Han Sooyoung, "Is it delicious?" "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." Pg 3734 30. 'Yoo Joonghyuk' of the other rounds were watching us. Some looked envious while others had gloomy expressions. Finally, there was one with an expression of intrigue. Pg 3747 31. Sometimes the thing that looks like a road isn't a road pg3767 32. "Kim Dokja, you know you aren't a godlike person." I smelt lemon candy from the grumbling voice. Han Sooyoung took the brush from my hand in a frustrated manner. "There are some things in the world you don't know about, you idiot. pg3792 33. [I think it will be hard to just send you away.] [What bullshit is that?] [If you are a demon king, you should be worthy. Isn't that right? pg 3844

Kim Dokja x Hansooyoung PART 1 [I shall kill you, Yoo Joonghyuk.] ~ Kim Dokja pg 4110 46. ⸢(Looks like you still don't know how it works. The heroine loses her consciousness, her hand falling away. And the male hero awakens! You see, in all the movies I've seen so far…) pg 4112 47. These idiots, I even died so that you two could talk to each other, but this…' She figured that she really needed to give these two men a harsh earful when she arrived there. But, when she pushed past the bushes and stepped forward, the ensuing spectacle freaked her out in a rather grand manner. Kwa-aaang!! Bang!!! Yoo Joonghyuk was mercilessly slamming his sword down on Kim Dokja, currently sprawled out on the ground. "Hey!! You crazy son of a bitch!!" pg 4125 48. There were plenty of things she wanted to ask, but she chose not to. Instead, she poked Kim Dokja's cheek and spoke up. "Still, this guy looks like he got completely fooled, doesn't he." "Looks that way." "How did it go?" "He went crazy and attacked me." Han Sooyoung smirked and lightly pinched Kim Dokja's cheek as if she was proud of him. pg 4127 49. the events of her dying at Yoo Joonghyuk's sword, me fighting against him, and then, passing out from his attack, and finally, sharing a conversation with Yoo Sangah inside the Library… Han Sooyoung approached the bed before I noticed it and pinched my cheek. "In any case, Kim Dokja. You can be really adorable sometimes." pg 4144 50. The moment Han Sooyoung's fist bumped into mine, she was completely enveloped in bright light. As I watched her figure disappear, I became aware once more that she had become my companion for real. pg 4165 51. ⸢And…⸥ My heart began powerfully pounding away. ⸢The woman that I used to love.⸥ pg 4189 52. Her emotionless eyes; the beauty spot just below one of them; and her lips that always mocked me for fun, now arching up in a smooth line. "Proceed with the execution pg 4191 53. "But, should you be doing something like that? She's originally your bride, isn't she?" "Correction. She was supposed to be one. The throne was usurped on the first day of the wedding, however." Oh, I see. So, it's that sort of development? I felt just a bit relieved now. Han Sooyoung and Yoo Joonghyuk as a couple? hadn't allowed any dating at the workplace yet, so hell no. pg 4202 54. ⸢By the time you're reading this book, I…⸥ I steeled my heart and read the next line of the text. ⸢…I'd still be living a pretty good life, I guess. Hahah, were you scared?⸥ This idiot… pg 4212 55. The following words were eerily similar to a certain body of text that I was familiar with. ⸢The you reading this story will definitely make it out of here alive.⸥ Han Sooyoung's afterwords came to an end there. For the longest time, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the full-stop at the end of the sentencepg4216 56. "Looks like the company's internal rules need to be changed somewhat…" pg 4234 57. She spoke in a fed-up tone of voice. And then, issued an order to me. "Marry me, Ricardo Von Kaizenix." pg 4244 58. "I didn't want to extend her 50 years by even one minute if I could help it." I was being serious here. The moment I arrived in this world and realized that Han Sooyoung had to spend 50 years here, I just couldn't escape from this one overwhelming emotion. Someone was sacrificed again because of me. Han Sooyoung who had to endure the time frame of 50 years – could she still maintain a normal, functioning mind? Was she able to maintain the ego of the Han Sooyoung that I know of?pg4254 59. Her palm smacked me in the back of the head again. God damn it, this punk… "The third method, 'Romance'." "And its contents are?" "Marry Yuri di Aristel." "And just what did you choose?" "The third method?" "And are we currently married?" "Nope." "And why the hell not?!" pg 4256

In contemporary science and research, investigators have to make claims to objectivity, an impossible and godlike (greater-than) position that floats in empty space and observes the field while not being part of it. It is an illusion of omniscience that has hit some barriers in quantum physics. No matter how hard you may try to separate yourself from reality, there are always observer effects as the reality shifts in relation to your viewpoint. Scientists call this the uncertainty principle.

Si quería ser su compañero, tenía que sobrevivir. No era que yo no entendiera. Compañero. El peso de esta palabra era demasiado grande para Yoo Jonghyuk. Desde su fracaso en la primera ronda de regresión, Yoo Jonghyuk nunca había hecho un verdadero "compañero". Era raro que los humanos siguieran fácilmente el crecimiento de un regresor. Como resultado, resolvió todo solo, fue venerado como un salvador y se sintió naturalmente solo. ...Bueno, esto es cuando lo miramos desde el punto de vista de Yoo Jonghyuk. "Un compañero como tú ... psicópata loco".

Una agradable sensación de satisfacción cubrió todo mi cuerpo y me dio confianza. Yo era una persona ordinaria con habilidades ordinarias. Pero aún así, esto no significaba que solo podía hacer cosas ordinarias.

En su primera regresión, Yoo Jonghyuk rompió el segundo escenario principal con el grupo de Gumho Station, permitiendo que las personas del grupo ocuparan un lugar en la nueva era. Pero esa fue la primera historia. En la tercera ronda de regresión, Yoo Jonghyuk era diferente. En el 3er turno Yoo Jonghyuk fue un monstruo que monopolizó todo.

(...) Yoo Jonghyuk dijo que Dokja-ssi probablemente estaba vivo...

Te diré. No tengo la intención de monopolizar la comida. Pero no le daré comida al grupo de Cheon Inho. No soy UNICEF y no confío en ellos.

Justo cuando Yoo Jonghyuk me probó, también tenía expectativas para ellos. No importa lo bueno que sea un mentor, una persona que no estaba decidida no podría sobrevivir en este mundo. Al final, le correspondía a cada persona el salvarse. Todos deben aprovechar esta oportunidad para darse cuenta claramente.

Si este mundo fuera una una novela, el protagonista sería ella. De hecho, fue el resultado inevitable. Yo no lo había intentado, pero Yoo Sangah hizo un esfuerzo. Mientras yo leía novelas en internet, Yoo Sangah estudiaba mucho. Era natural que Yoo Sangah se convirtiera en una empleada de tiempo completo y que mi contrato fuera rescindido.

¿Y si tuviera una vida diferente a partir de ahora? Quiero decir, ¿Y si mi género de vida fuera diferente? (...) Si el género de mi vida no fuera el "realismo" sino la "fantasía"... Podría ser el protagonista? Yo no sabía. Probablemente sería desconocido para siempre. Sin embargo, había una cosa que sabía. (...) El género de mi vida era obviamente "realismo". (...) En este género, no era protagonista, sino una persona "en solitario".

Las grietas se mostraban en los ojos de la gente. Era una escena donde se colapsaba la vaga moralidad.

[El no es el que cambió el futuro. Más bien, el futuro cambió... por mí.] Vi a gente muriendo dolorosamente en una poderosa explosión y Yoo Jonghyuk mirándolo sin comprender. [Es porque comencé a matarlos a diferencia de los otros turnos.] Debido al impacto del punto de vista de Omniscient Reader, pude sentir el dolor y sufrimiento mental de Yoo Jonghyuk.

According to what I said about the nature of love, the main condition for the achievement of love is the overcoming of one's narcissism. The narcissistic orientation is one in which one experiences as real only that which exists within oneself, while the phenomena in the outside world have no reality in themselves, but are experienced only from the viewpoint of their being useful or dangerous to one. The opposite pole to narcissism is objectivity; it is the faculty to see people and things as they are, objectively, and to be able to separate this objective picture from a picture which is formed by one's desires and fears. All forms of psychosis show the inability to be objective, to an extreme degree. For the insane person the only reality that exists is that within him, that of his fears and desires. He sees the world outside as symbols of his inner world, as his creation. All of us do the same when we dream. In the dream we produce events, We stage dramas, which are the expression of our wishes and fears (although some times also of our insights and judgment), and while we are asleep we are convinced that the product of our dreams is as real as the reality which we perceive in our waking state. The insane person or the dreamer fails completely in having an objective view of the world outside; but all of us are more or less insane, or more or less asleep; all of us have an unobjective view of the world, one which is distorted by our narcissistic orientation. Do I need to give examples? Anyone can find them easily by watching himself, his neighbors, and by reading the newspapers. They vary in the degree of the narcissistic distortion of reality. A woman, for instance, calls up the doctor, saying she wants to come to his office that same afternoon. The doctor answers that he is not free this same afternoon, but that he can see her the next day. Her answer is: But, doctor, I live only five minutes from your office. She cannot understand his explanation that it does not save him time that for her the distance is so short. She experiences the situation narcissistically: since she saves time, he saves times; the only reality to her is she herself. Less extreme -or perhaps only less obvious- are the distortions which are commonplace in interpersonal relations. How many parents experience the child's reactions in terms of his being obedient, of giving them pleasure, of being a credit to them, and so forth, instead of perceiving or even being interested in what the child feels for and by himself? How many husbands have a picture of their wives as being domineering, because their own attachment to mother makes them interpret any demand as a restriction of their freedom? How many wives think their husbands are ineffective or stupid, because they do not live up to a phantasy picture of a shining knight which they might have built up as children? The lack of objectivity, as far as foreign nations are concerned, is notorious. From one day to another, another nation is made out to be utterly depraved and fiendish, while one's own nation stands for everything that is good and noble. Every action of the enemy is judged by one standard -every action of oneself by another. Even good deeds by the enemy are considered a sign of particular devilishness, meant to deceive us and the world, while our bad deeds are necessary and justified by our noble goals which they serve. Indeed, if one examines the relationship between nations, as well as between individuals, one comes to the conclusion that objectivity is the exception, and a greater or lesser degree of narcissistic distortion is the rule. The faculty to think objectively is reason; the emotional attitude behind reason is that of humility. To be objective, to use one's reason, is possible only if one has achieved an attitude of humility, if one has emerged from the dreams of omniscience and omnipotence which one has as a child.

I was a normal person with ordinary abilities. But that didn’t mean I was limited to only achieving ordinary things.

I was a normal person with ordinary abilities. But that didn't mean I was limited to only achieving ordinary things.

executioners pull the lever at the same time, so as to conceal who really ended someone's life.