✅Timely Fate|| Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint Fanfiction

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Starting the Paid Service(2)

[ Dokkaebi. The first time he appeared, someone said so. ]

"Dokkaebi," I whispered, the sentence running through my mind as I squeezed Gilyoung's hand. At this moment the door for cart 3807 opened wide and the electricity finally returned.

Kim Dokja had moved in front of Yoo Sangah, putting him right beside me. I could see his pale face and cold sweat forming, his hands trembling a bit as they clenched around his phone.

As for me, a sense of thrill passed through my body as I quickly recalled the contents of both web novels. To be honest, I had always thought that I would be more afraid than excited when the end of the world came, it was for this reason that I went everywhere with concealable weapons and practiced boxing and martial arts, but the sense of thrill that traveled down my spine surprised even me. I quickly covered my face once more, hiding the smile that had started to form.

Gilyoung tugged at my hand and pointed at his face. My lips formed a fond smile as I rummaged through my bookbag and pulled out a palm-sized duffel bag and took out a black mask, handing it to the little boy. He grinned at me before putting it on, both our faces going back to neutral. I let go of Gilyoung's hand in favor of putting my hair up in a high ponytail with a red scrunchie before holding onto Gilyoung's hand once more.

I wasn't afraid at all.

[ With two small horns and wearing a small straw mat, the strange and fluffy creature was floating in the air.]

[ It was too strange to call it a fairy, too evil to call it an angel, and too tranquil to call it a demon.]

[ Thus, it was called a 'dokkaebi'. ]

I already knew what the first thing it would say was.

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Fiction and Reality overlapped precisely.

Dokja stiffened beside me, he obviously recognized the 'words' it had just spoken. Just then, a few people started questioning things. Others started complaining.

"What is this?"

"Is this augmented reality?"

Ignoring the questions and complaints, I looked straight at the Dokkaebi. This was the very dokkaebi that had opened the door to death and tragedy for thousands and thousands of lives in 'Ways of Survival.'

Yoo Sangah's voice broke me out of my thoughts. "It sounds vaguely like Spanish. Should I try speaking with it?"

I looked towards her, shaking my head before Dokja could answer. "Eso no es Español." I looked straight at her as I said this. I turned my head back before she could respond.

The little thing cleared its throat, clear Korean and perfect pronunciation finally escaping its lips. [ Ah. Ah. Does this sound good? Ah, I had a hard time because the Korean patch wasn't working. Everyone, can you hear my words?]

The expressions on people's faces started relaxing as a familiar language was spoken. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Just because a familiar language was spoken doesn't mean you should quit being vigilant. The motherfucker was fucking floating in the air looking like it was ready to play bowling ball with us as the pins.

The first one to step out was a big man in a suit. I looked at him thinking, 'You're it.'

"Hey. What are you doing right now?" He asked, his face looking a little angry.