Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint (Web Novel KR)

I kept talking to the unresponsive Han Sooyoung.
“You’re planning to chain Yoo Joonghyuk here and lock him inside an ‘endless movie,’ aren’t you?”
Then the tragedies caused by Yoo Joonghyuk in this world would occur only in part.
Knowing Han Sooyoung, she had likely already sent her [Avatar] outside.
Under her plan, the world would end quietly, and Shin Yuseung would become a lost child of worldlines and set out on the journey to become a ‘Disaster.’
That was the perfect ending of this ‘41st regression’ as designed by Han Sooyoung.
After a brief thought, Han Sooyoung spoke.
“Yeah. That’s right.”
“Why go this far?”
“If the world is going to perish anyway, it’s better to reduce the suffering on the way there.”
As if deciding on the euthanasia of a world, she continued.
“You know what kind of guy the Yoo Joonghyuk of this world is.”
She looked at Yoo Joonghyuk.
“Not every Yoo Joonghyuk is a good guy. He’s human—he makes mistakes. And the Yoo Joonghyuk of the 41st is one who’ll make a lot of them.”
Yet what she was seeing might not have been this world’s Yoo Joonghyuk at all. A faraway mythic shadow flowed over her gaze.
From the 0th to the 1,865th regression.
To Han Sooyoung, who had narrated every world’s ‘Yoo Joonghyuk,’ Yoo Joonghyuk might not be a character so much as a phenomenon, a concept.
“Those mistakes haven’t happened yet.”
I recalled the Yoo Joonghyuk who had spoken to me, the Yoo Joonghyuk who confided in Cheon Inho of the 40th.
The Yoo Joonghyuk who wanted to see the end of this world even if he had to borrow the hands of a villain.
The Yoo Joonghyuk who tried to teach the people of Geumho Station how to hunt.
The Yoo Joonghyuk who left ‘Elain Forest’s Vitality’ for my sake.
Was this Yoo Joonghyuk truly a bad guy?
“We can change it.”
“If you try that, something even more horrific will happen.”
Something more horrific.
“If you change the story, then from this regression onward more worldlines will be born. Another boundless cosmos of scenarios will come into being.”
It felt like my heart was being squeezed.
“You asked why I came here earlier, didn’t you?”
A quiet anger colored Han Sooyoung’s voice.
“I came to bring this entire story to ‘completion.’ To stop this damned tragedy that won’t end no matter how many ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) times it’s closed.”
Hearing that, I felt inexplicably sad. Perhaps because I recalled Han Sooyoung’s sentence:
「For ever and ever, I will write a coda for you.」
Once, Han Sooyoung had written that for Kim Dokja. Now she sought to write the final line that would end all worlds.
That could be.
I understood her.
But I had one question.
“I…”
Why did the face of the woman trying to write the last line look so sad?
“I cannot accept an ending like this.”
“Who are you to say that?”
“I am…”
Who am I?
“I’m the one still writing the Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint that you began.”
Han Sooyoung went silent, as if weighing what I meant. Then she asked:
“Are you confident?”
“I am not.”
I had never written a story because I was confident.
“There are stories you have to write anyway.”
She opened her mouth to speak—but I kicked off the ground and charged her.
Whatever her goal, I could not stand by and watch.
「The ‘Theater Dungeon’ must be cleared.」
Only then could I save Killer King.
Only then could I free the other readers who might be in danger.
Only then could I save Yoo Joonghyuk.
With a crackling sound, Han Sooyoung’s left hand moved.
The [Black Flame] kindled in her hand scorched the rooftop and shot toward me.
I sucked in a breath and shouted:
“Transform into ‘Heracles’ Shield.’”
[Exclusive skill, ‘Incitement Lv.6,’ activates!]
Ideation blazed and transformed into the replica ‘Heracles’ Shield’ I’d obtained from the [Layer of Rewards].
[Special skill, ‘Area Guard,’ activates!]
A translucent barrier unfolded around the shield.
Han Sooyoung’s [Black Flame] melted more than half the barrier before dispersing.
My limbs burned as if on fire, and the heat that charred everything made it hard to breathe.
Enduring the hot wind, I spoke.
“Heewon-ssi. Are you there?”
A voice answered right behind me.
“How did you know?”
Jung Heewon stood at my back, [Mikazuki Munechika] in her left hand and [Impossible Mission] equipped across her body.
Without turning, I said:
“I figured it was about time you woke up. When did you come to?”
“A while ago, back in the white room.”
After a small hesitation, Jung Heewon stepped to my side and added:
“You were talking about something important. I didn’t think I should interrupt.”
“And now?”
“If I don’t interrupt, you’re going to die.”
We shared a brief smile, facing each other. Seemingly recovered, thick blue mana writhed across Jung Heewon’s body.
“That person is very strong.”
Glancing at Han Sooyoung, Jung Heewon nodded.
“Looks that way.”

I pointed at the Simulation in front of Han Sooyoung.
“The target isn’t her. It’s the old man in front of her.”
“If we destroy that, this dungeon ends, right?”
I nodded.
From a distance, Han Sooyoung silently listened to our conversation.
Her face said she was certain nothing we did would change the outcome.
Unimpressed with that attitude, Jung Heewon stepped in front of me.
“Remember what you told me before I fainted? Say it one more time.”
I tried to recall what that was, then said:
“You might faint again.”
“It’s frustrating, but without it, I don’t think we can win.”
Sparks danced in Jung Heewon’s eyes.
Her voice said she was ready.
If I was going to use it, the timing had to be now.
While Han Sooyoung was the slightest bit off guard, we’d play our strongest card.
I opened my mouth.
“From now on, every ‘enemy’ before your eyes—”
It was time to show our story.
[Exclusive skill, ‘Incitement Lv.6,’ activates!]
“—is a ‘monster.’”
At that signal, a surge of mana erupted from Jung Heewon’s entire body.
[Character ‘Jung Heewon’ requests activation of ‘Hour of Judgment.’]
Then came the indirect messages of the constellations ringing in my head.
[Constellation, ‘Rice Cake–Eating Tiger,’ agrees with her incarnation Jung Heewon.]
[Constellation, ‘Monarch of the Small Fries,’ agrees with her incarnation Jung Heewon.]
[Constellation, ‘Pig Who Lives in a Brick House,’ agrees with her incarnation Jung Heewon.]
[Constellation, ‘Primal Ox,’ agrees with her incarnation Jung Heewon.]
And—
[‘Hour of Judgment’ has been activated.]
With a thunderous roar, Jung Heewon sprinted across the rooftop. The acceleration made even Han Sooyoung widen her eyes.
Han Sooyoung’s left hand moved urgently, spewing [Black Flame].
[Special option of ‘Mikazuki Munechika,’ ‘Reaper’s Footsteps,’ activates!]
Moving like a shadow, Jung Heewon slipped past the blaze of [Black Flame] and reached Han Sooyoung’s nose.
No hesitation in her steps.
Mana gathered in her right hand and dyed the blade of [Mikazuki Munechika].
A flawless draw.
Jung Heewon’s [Swordsmanship], steeped in deep-blue force, flew straight for the Simulation’s neck.
“How peculiar. This isn’t the [Hour of Judgment] I know.”
At the voice, Jung Heewon’s blade halted.
As if an invisible repulsive field existed between them, her sword shook in midair and was pushed back.
Only then did I grasp what had happened.
[‘Theater Owner Simulation’ attempts ‘Mind Erosion!’]
In that brief instant, Han Sooyoung had borrowed the Simulation’s skill to attack Jung Heewon.
Damn it.
“Heewon-ssi! Fall back!”
Jung Heewon’s eyes slowly clouded.
Among the members of , Jung Heewon was particularly vulnerable to mental attacks.
There was no way she could withstand the Simulation’s assault at full force this early on.
As I rushed forward and reached out—
“Stay down.”
My vision flipped at Han Sooyoung’s words.
She seized my wrist and slammed me into the ground. A brutal pain rushed up my back, knocking the breath from me. The myth surging along my fingertips turned my meridians upside down.
The difference in power was such that it wasn’t even a fight.
Blood gushed from my mouth; my consciousness blew a fuse for an instant and then snapped back. And—
“Like… hell.”
Jung Heewon’s voice.
As my eyes slowly opened, I saw her staggering forward.
“Like… this—”
Burst capillaries reddened her eyes; blood dripped from the lips she bit through as she took step after step.
Han Sooyoung looked impressed.
“You’re… a little different from the Jung Heewon I know. Something…”
Something flashed in my mind.
Come to think of it, the same had happened in the [Prison of Illusions].
Even accounting for item effects, Jung Heewon had defeated the specters without suffering any trauma.
「This world’s Jung Heewon has no trauma tied to the villains of Geumho Station.」
What awakened her hadn’t been hatred for evildoers.
The Jung Heewon of the 41st was someone who became a ‘Judge’ solely to save me.
In a low voice, Han Sooyoung murmured:
“I’m surprised that Jung Heewon is even still alive… The 41st is pretty interesting.”
From a single brief encounter, she seemed to grasp the entirety of Jung Heewon’s new history.
“But taking Cheon Inho’s side—if the Jung Heewon I know saw this, she’d be sad.”
“W… what.”
“Jung Heewon. Aren’t you curious what the ‘original story’ was like?”
Her white fingertip traced a magical arc and touched Jung Heewon’s forehead.
[Grand Myth, Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint, begins to speak.]
I saw Jung Heewon’s eyes widen. Goosebumps prickled down my arms.
I couldn’t know exactly what she was seeing, but it wasn’t hard to imagine.
“Do you see? That’s the true identity of the ‘person’ you believe in.”
She was seeing the story of the ‘3rd regression.’
「‘My name is Cheon Inho.’」
More precisely, she was seeing that world’s Cheon Inho.
「‘Yes. The scouting party gets larger rations. If you want food, volunteer for scouting.’」
The villain of Geumho Station. The leader of the ‘Cheoldoo Gang’ who tormented people and drove Jung Heewon to the brink of death—Cheon Inho.
「His words did not continue. Appearing from behind, Jung Heewon drove her blade down through Cheon Inho’s head from the crown.」
In that world, Jung Heewon killed Cheon Inho and reclaimed her life.
And the story did not end there.
As the panoramas of the 3rd regression’s myths flowed past, blood dribbled from Jung Heewon’s nose and mouth.
“Th… this…”
Han Sooyoung watched her with an unreadable expression.
In that moment she looked like a demon king, a dokkaebi, a constellation. And thus—
She looked like a god.
The story of her life explained her.
Myths gathered letter by letter as she survived countless brushes with death.
There she stood, atop that dizzying height of text built from the days of and Han Sooyoung.
Unreachable.
A story you could only revere by witnessing. From the summit of myth, Han Sooyoung was omnipotent.
Like a child toppling a clumsy stack of Jenga, she was collapsing Jung Heewon with a casual touch.
I felt the strength drain from my body.
“Look carefully at what you’re trying to vow yourself to. Look at the life you were meant to have.”
The history of this world, piled up by my shabby sentences—our lives—was crumbling.
“Hal… luci—”
“It’s not a hallucination.”
“Even… if this… is true…”
Jung Heewon stammered.
A desperate light burned in her eyes.
“This world… is not… that… world.”
At those words, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over my head.
Strength returned to my fingers. My dizzy vision settled.
Groping at the ground, I pushed myself up.
「This world is not Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint.」
Jung Heewon was right.
「Because this world has never once been properly narrated.」
Staggering, I took one step, then another.
Han Sooyoung turned toward me in warning.
“One more step and you die.”
I asked her:
“Were you planning to spare me otherwise?”
Her [Black Flame]-wreathed hand slowly aimed at me.
Looking at her, I thought:
「If this world truly isn’t Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint…」
What I could and could not do. The sentences I could and could not write.
「Then what this world needs now is a new sentence.」
And to write that sentence, a single sheet of ‘blank paper.’
The moment Han Sooyoung’s [Black Flame] fired—
[You wish to take an unexpected action.]
I resolved to write a ‘sentence’ against her.
[You narrate your own actions.]
[You consume 5 Probability Points.]
[The activation condition for your exclusive skill, ‘□□,’ has been fulfilled.]
The colors of the world drained to monochrome and time stopped.
[Entering the ‘Snowfield.’]
And in the next instant, something unprecedented occurred.
[An error has occurred in the ‘Snowfield!’]
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* Based on current mastery, a total of ? characters of additional narration is possible.
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[The total time you can remain in the ‘Snowfield’ is ? minutes.]
All the manuscript paper before my eyes was shattered. Neither the remaining time nor the character limit was displayed.
I stared blankly at the blankness—and suddenly smiled.
「All at once, Lee Hak-hyeon felt everything become free.」
As if refusing the rule of time, in a world where everything had halted, only I was awake.
It felt like whatever sentence I wrote would come true.
Like I could write whatever I wanted, as much as I wanted.
I thought of the first line.
「Lee Hak-hyeon moved his hand.」
The ‘Snowfield’ was a world between the lines where every time and space was frozen. So physically, I should not have been free either.
「Then his hand moved.」
And yet, strangely, my hand moved.
「When he took a step, his foot fell. When he clenched his fist, a fist was clenched.」
I didn’t know why this was happening, but perhaps it was an opportunity.
If I could use this to kill the ‘Simulation’—
This was a space between the lines where only I could remain. If it was possible, then without anyone’s interference, I could—
Crackle crackle crackle—
Sparks burst sharply in midair.
Beyond the bright splinters of light, someone was looking this way.
“Interesting. So this works?”
At the voice, my heart dropped.
Han Sooyoung was there.
“Is this your ability?”
I saw the flow of letters coiling around her protectively. Like me, she defied the fetters of time, standing freely at the center of the Snowfield.
「Upon the interlines of sentences, only two authors slipped free of time’s dominion.」
And in that moment, I sensed the gaze of a faintly shining star from the far side of the boundless Snowfield.
「And one reader watched.」
I stared blankly up at the sky, then lowered my head to look at Han Sooyoung again.
The stage was set, and what I had to do was clear.
There were two authors here now.
But in the end, the thing that would be recorded here—
「Would be only a single story.」