Chapter 1.

One day, I received an email . The sender asked if he could remake my novel .

At the time, I was dumbfounded . I might have been on a short hiatus, but to ask to remake a novel that was in paid serialization…

I, of course, refused . In fact, I didn’t reply .

It was partly because doing something like that without permission would go against copyright laws, but it was also because I was ashamed of the ‘hiatus’ status I was in .

The webnovel I was writing was called ‘The Returnee Hero . ‘

It wasn’t a sensation, but it was a fairly popular novel and the greatest hit in my five years of writing .

But at the time I received the email, I had been on hiatus for three months .

The reason was simple . The words didn’t come to me .

But after a year of writing, I fell into an awful slump .

Even so, the novel continued for six months, reaching the mid-late stage of the story . But because I forcefully pushed myself to write, the story was full of plot holes, and the personalities of the characters had collapsed . Unsurprisingly, the number of readers dropped by the day . I was too scared to even read the comments .

In the end, I chose to go on hiatus .

But no matter how long I rested, I couldn’t continue with the story, not even a single sentence came out .

When I was wallowing in misery from realizing my lacking writing skills…

I received another email asking to remake my novel .

[[email protected]]

[Please . This is for personal satisfaction . I will not reveal the remake version of the novel anywhere . It will only stay between me and you . Who knows? Maybe you’ll be inspired by the remake and come up with a way to continue the story…]

It was a fairly long email consisting of six sentences, but what it was asking for was simple .

He wanted to remake my novel for self-satisfaction .

How much did he like my novel to send an email like this? Since I wasn’t particularly proud of my work, I agreed, feeling thankful and ashamed .

… In that case, was that the cause of this situation?

The chance of winning the lottery was said to be 1 in 8,145,060 . Then what was happening to me at this moment had to be a 1 in 7 billion chance .

I was standing in an ordinary family home .

But the world I was in wasn’t my world, and I wasn’t ‘me . ’ Though one might think I was being philosophical, I really wasn’t . It was just the best way to describe the situation I was in .

I had become an extra in my novel .

An extra I had no memory writing about .

Kim Chundong .

Chundong lived in an ordinary apartment room, but he didn’t have parents . As for why, I, of course, didn’t know .

At 9 years old, Chundong was admitted to ‘Agent Military Academy,’ a place to nurture elites to fight monsters and Djinns .

What ability did Chundong possess to pass its entrance exam?

I didn’t know .

I didn’t know anything about him . I didn’t even know his face . I wasn’t kidding . I really didn’t .

When I look in the mirror…

(?)

That’s what I saw . An oval with a question mark .

This crazy body possession(?) or transmigration(?) was completely unreasonable . I had gone to bed just like any other day, but when I woke up, i found myself on the last day of the semester at Agent Military Academy .

At first, I had two suspicions .

First was that I was being pranked .

But that idea was shot down in just five seconds . I couldn’t even be bothered to explain why .

Second was that I was dreaming .

But I naturally came to dismiss the idea . As everyone knew, the thought of being in a dream never occurred to dreaming people, and more importantly, no dream continued for two weeks with such a clear sense of reality .

As a result, I spent the past two weeks pondering whether the ‘world inside the novel’ should be treated as the ‘reality I was in . ’

Ding Dong—

Tatatatatata~

Just like I’ve been doing in the last two weeks, I was lying in bed and staring blankly at the ceiling when my smartphone alarm began to ring . Glancing over, I saw that it was ‘time to go to school . ’

“Why the hell do I need to go to school . ”

13 days ago, it was Agent Military Academy’s graduation . But the ones graduating were only non-combatant cadets, and non-combatant cadets couldn’t be called Heroes . Combat class cadets had to attend the academy for three more years .

These three years would be spent at [Cube], a Hero Academy .

Unfortunately, this damned Chundong guy was a combat type cadet . Again, I had no clue who he was .

“Ah… How frustrating . ”

I had barely done anything for two weeks . I spent most of my time on the internet, ate food when I got hungry, went back online to search for a way out, laughed at the surprisingly funny variety shows airing on TV, ate food when I got hungry… Anyways, the only noteworthy event was going to Seoul two days ago for the three-hour long ‘Cube Entrance Ceremony’ .

I didn’t want to go, but I had no other choice since I was told I would be expelled if I didn’t attend .

“I do think I need to go, but…”

I couldn’t figure out who dropped me here, for what reason and with what power .

But after living idly for two weeks, I reluctantly came to accept my fate .

It seemed I would live this way for a long time .

In that case, I at least needed to make a living for myself .

In my novel, being a ‘Hero’ was anyone’s dream job . Though things become serious midway through because of Villains, the hiatus was not long afterwards .

I just had to survive until then . When the time came, I was sure I’d figure something out .

[7:33 AM]

There was only 57 minutes until school .

I got up and trudged to the bathroom .

Standing in front of the mirror, mister question mark greeted me .

“… Screw this question mark . Is it ever going to go away?”

Without joking, my face was a question mark . I didn’t know why .

It wasn’t because I didn’t describe my face . If that were the case, it didn’t make sense for the other billions of people to have their own faces . So why was only Chundong’s face a question mark?

“I don’t get it . ”

Murmuring begrudgingly, I washed my face . I could feel my skin . I had hair too . That made things all the more creepy .

After cleaning myself up a bit, I changed into Cube’s uniform, which I got at the entrance ceremony . Other than that, I had no other baggage .

People who saw me in this uniform would undoubtedly send looks of envy, But I didn’t know what I was doing .

My face was a freaking question mark, how was I supposed to figure anything out?

Turning the doorknob, I glanced back .

My home for the past two weeks . The apartment room I barely found thanks to the address written in my cadet card . It seemed I got attached to it in this short period of time . I felt like I would miss it .

Cube floated in the middle of the East Sea . Once I left, I probably wouldn’t come back .

“Ehew . ”

Putting behind the big apartment room I was happy to have, I stepped into the dark and unfamiliar world .

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