The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

"Uh, uh?! Argh!"

He was surrounded by the current of the Han River and was floundering like crazy. It was my first time going into the water since I was discharged from the military. It sank so deep that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't think of my body.

There is nothing good to live in, but I couldn't die in vain. Life was so hard, I didn't want to die!

Is that a fantasy of watching before you die?

The face of his mother, his younger brother, and the face of Min-san, who had a crush on him in college, passed by.

No, I don't want to die. Somehow--'

"[Save me!]"

When Kim Jung-jin's left hand blew up as he coughed a nonsense word. A golden semicircle surrounded him. Black water was pushed out of the shining circle.

Jeong-jin's unconscious body was dragged out of the water by a light circle.

A slim new man who came running after discovering the light snatched Jeongjin's body, which rose by the river, and brought it ashore.

The unidentified gold color faded as if it were being sucked into a graduation ring caught in Jeongjin's left hand.

"Get it together, Clayo Asher!"

Jeongjin opened her eyes.

Red hair, green eyes. An impressive pretty girl shook his neck.

"Hmm, kuck."

I threw up the water after a long time. My eyes, nose, and mouth were all black and sore.

"Clayo-!"

"…let go…"

Maybe I drank too much water, so my voice came out weird. Jeong-jin closed and opened her eyes several times, which were out of focus.

It was a slim, tall foreign girl who stared at him. The girl with big eyes and cool beauty is a complete stranger to Jung-jin.

"What were you doing here at night?!”

"Clay, come on. Why all of a sudden....”

He/she did not know why he/she was caught by a stranger by the collar when he/she fell into the water.

"You're a freshman, Clayo Acer! Don't try to get rid of him. I must have seen the magic circle you opened flash!"

My body trembled like a leaf, but the girl didn't look at Jeongjin at all.

The words of the girl pouring out everything seemed to be not Korean. Nevertheless, the meaning was understood.

Just because I understood the meaning doesn't mean I know what you mean.

"What are you talking about... Who are you to do this to me. Let go of this."

The girl caught me and shook me violently, and my voice rang. Jeongjin struggled with his arms, but it didn't work.

How long have you been in the water to shake off such a slim girl?

Jeong-jin fell to the ground. The noisy interrogation continued a little longer and became quiet.

I felt like I could hear myself surrounded by something warm and good smell, but I couldn't remember it well.

***

When I opened my eyes, it was very early in the morning.

They seemed to have slept for decades, and they seemed to wake up after a short nap.

A cool breeze blew through the half-open window. It's July, when it should be sticky.

'Where the hell am I?'

I pulled myself out of bed as lazy and heavy as I had been ill for a long time. It was damp and not energetic at all.

Jung-jin, who sat and breathed for a while and rubbed it against the back of his hand unintentionally because of the stinging of his dry eyes, suddenly felt a sense of incompatibility.

He peeped into his hands.

Her hands, which had thick joints while working part-time jobs in school, and her fingertips, which had been rough to sand down to play back books, were thin and smooth.

There were no major wounds that had been sharpened with a grinder during the deck disease and 12 stitches.

Instead of a wound on the back of his right hand, a rectangle consisting of a white line appeared. The line was too blurry, so I had to put my hand right in front of me to identify it.

What's this? It's not my hand.’

Jeongjin searched the room in a hurry. A decorative mirror was visible next to the door.

In the mirror surface pijuktto not skinny as a boy was seen by alms. It was an impression that his eyes were long and weak.

That doesn't mean that his head will be clear, but when he shook his head, the boy's loose brown hair in the mirror also shook.

'Is that me? What a stupid dream.’

Are you drunk and stuck somewhere?

Loss? Cerebral infarction? Lyrics?

Maybe it's a fantasy to lie down in bed.

What's the point of being a different body in a dream? You have my ring.’

Although he became a strange boy, Jeong-jin still had a college graduation ring in his hand. I didn't even know that it appeared in my dream because it was the only thing that I was attached to.

Except for this graduation ring, Jeongjin didn't have anything to be disappointed about because she lost it.

At the time of graduation, when the department was eliminated due to the consolidation of the department, Minsan and several students asked to set the graduation ring as a memorial.

a ring made by her encouragement He had been carrying it with him until now because he liked wearing the same ring as Min-san, who had a crush on him.

I can't forget her until I'm 32 years old. What are you doing? And even in my dreams.'

It was when Jeong-jin, who was in self-hatred, held her head.

Deng-deng-deng-deng-

I heard a strange bell. It was a clear and distant sound. Before I knew it, dense forests and antique buildings emerged out of the brightened windows.

Jeongjin opened her mouth wide.

It wasn't Seoul here. But where else is it except for Seoul?

Dreams are just a rearrangement of memories and experiences. When he woke up, he had to disperse.

Jeong-jin was not conscious at all.

The senses were also vivid. Headaches, pain from lying down for a long time, and thirst.

I couldn't avoid it any more than a dream.

I've never dreamed of such a movie. I was always tired, so I fell asleep right away and I have been waking up by the sound of the alarm.

The foreign landscape, which has never been before, has gone beyond the scope of Jeongjin's imagination.

While thinking, my weak fingers trembled from time to time.

The platinum ring, which was originally just right, swung around as if it was falling out of the index finger. Jeong-jin grabbed onto the graduation ring that was about to fall out.

"Ugh."

As soon as I touched the ring, a tremendous heat shot up from a thin metal. I tried to pull it out but it didn't fall off as if it had melted.

Shining strings suddenly appeared in front of Jeongjin. When I closed my eyes, the sentence didn't disappear, and I was stuck in my retina.

[Your Item: □□□ Promise

-Lack of narrative intervention limits use of features.

- The appointment links are dimensionally and dimensionally. Entering the final world, the basic 'promise' functionality opens. Empower users with infinite ether sensitivity.

- Step 1 of 'Promise' function 'Memory' opens. All the text I've read throughout my life is fully remembered thanks to the "memory" function.]

Shining letters similar to augmented reality were in my memory.

"Whether it's a message or something!”

I saw it for sure. Immediately after I checked the author's tactless mail on Dongjak Bridge, it appeared as the water rumbled.

"I thought you saw something. What is it?"

Jeong-jin scanned the characters that came to her eyes with a questionable face.

'Entering the world and opening up the function of the item... The text you've read all your life is remembered? Can you bring back all the books you've read?’

I couldn't help but laugh.

"This is too much of an old-school fantasy. When I couldn't do math and just memorized the rules.'

Even though it's his dream and his delusion, how can such a thing be realized? I'm confused whether the menu I had last night was soybean paste stew or kimchi stew.

Ghosts cannot speak beyond the intelligence of the beholder. The memory of those in their 30s suffering from overwork was too much to handle.

'That's too much.’

Whether Jung-jin accepts or not, other contents came back to the air.

[-Reread can be re-read by the 'Remember' operation of 'Promise'.]

'Oh…'

At this point, Jeongjin had a point.

So, this is the manuscript for the novel?’

It was a subject that was often found in web novels that I read on my way to and from work. Books you read, books you liked, and stories of 'Heroine' going into books you picked up by chance.

"Isn't the book meaning too cliche?" Besides, they were published books. This novel is an incomplete manuscript that the author is trying to rewrite.’

In addition, if the person in the manuscript had his soul in it, it was strange that there was a college graduation ring left in his hand.

Frustrated, Jeong-jin rubbed the ring's edge like a habit.

"Dah... so you can tell who this body is?"’

As soon as Jung-jin focused on recalling the contents of the mysterious manuscript, his body sank into a strange sense.

Is this the operation of "memory"?’

The inside of my forehead has warmed up. A roll of paper came into my mind.

As soon as the scroll was fast-forwarded, the text I had already read became as vivid as it was now.

Jeong Jin lay down again.

The re-reading of 'Promise' ended in a flash.

'The manuscript doesn't have the name Clayo Asher.'

The red-haired girl by the river definitely called Jeongjin 'Cleio Asher.'

'She said she was a freshman. If you know that, you're a student from the same school.

There was only one point.

Isiel Kishion's brief reference to his classmates who were killed in the river.

There was an incident in which an unidentified magic was found in the school. It was the part where Isiel, who often went around night patrols to fear that he might be a joke of forces trying to hurt Arthur, told Arthur that he had rescued a child who had lost his breath from the river.

'That's right! That girl was Isiel Kision. Come to think of it, what you were holding me and questioning me was a magic trick. No wonder... A pretty girl is really strong. With the red hair.'

Isiel Kishion was the second most important person in the movie after Arthur Riosignan.

Arthur's first knight, a prosecutor who learned a sword from the same teacher, his loyal subjects.

During his school days, everyone thought that Lee Si-el, a senior entrant, was in charge of handling problematic students on charges of being an alumnus of the swordsmanship of Arthur, the third prince.

When Isiel and Arthur were both students, there are more than five years left before the war.

The magical event was only an episode on the second page of the manuscript, where Clayo Asher disappeared without a name.

When you read the manuscript, it was natural that there was no answer. He didn't write it down. He was the least important character in Arthur's character.

Jeong-jin doesn't know what kind of life Clayo Asher lived and why he died.

But I'll think about that later.

I got tired again because I used my brain for nothing.

"Just like everyone else, you can claim to have lost your memory. You must have fallen into the river. That's perfect.’

The Royal Capital Defense Corps, located in Lundane, the capital of the Kingdom of Albion, was described in the manuscript as the country's best elite school.

Whether it was good, good family, or financial, it was decided that only the children who had one would attend.

'Then I'm sure this Clay-O has one of them.’

Whatever it is, Jung-jin can't do as well as her own life.

'Yes, it doesn't matter if it's my dream, whether it's the author's creation, it's imaginary.'

After becoming an adult, I haven't rested for three days. During the vacation or holidays, I lived in a hurry to earn more money by outsourcing.

I've never traveled abroad before. No, I didn't even have a passport.

In fact, he may still be lying in the intensive care unit with respiratory system and feeling the touch of a changed patient's uniform.

'What do you know? Let's lie down. I think I can sleep another 10 years.’

Jeongjin dug back into the soft blanket. It was a comfortable blanket as if buried under a cloud.

Only the "promise" on my left hand flashed and shone. Jeong-jin, who completely fell asleep, did not notice the golden letters that rose above the "promise."

[-(Final High) Creation begins.]

[-The author gets a new ending clue.]

[-Rewrite existing characters.]