ALL MAKER

prologue

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**Uhh... It's morning again?**

I hate waking up knowing that we live in a clown world, where we only exist to laugh or be laughed at.

The 17-year-old boy, White, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, and then put on his school uniform, getting ready for another boring day.

If I got the chance to go back in time, I probably wouldn't, because I would lose all my progress in the games I have played and I will not be able to meet the my online friends.

People become better versions of themselves after realizing their mistakes, but what about those people who are always right?

People who were born with talent, money, and good parents-**I HATE THEM THE MOST.**

They are enjoying their lives from the start while I have to struggle in life from the beginning.

Hating others is bad, but this hatred will not disappear no matter what.

Uhh... If there is a god, I need a refund.

Maybe my life is a mistake, but even so, I don't want to die.

There are lots of anime, manga, movies, and shows for me to watch, so I can't die yet.

"Do I have to go to school now? Uhh... I really don't want to go."

Why doesn't this country have holidays on Saturdays too?

After putting on his school uniform, White reached for his watch. But as he checked the date, he froze, then broke into a grin, excitement clearly visible on his face.

Today is Sunday, not Saturday?

When was the last time I felt such a good feeling? Wait... I remember a girl committed suicide last year when I went to school. They said it was a day off. Ahh... it's the same feeling.

It's kind of bad to be happy at someone's death, but it's not like I can do anything about it.

But the worst part is that even though they closed the school, the tutoring was still open at the same school after school hours, and I had to go because my parents will not give me internet if I didn't attend it.

They can't even close it for someone's death. Well, I'm not the right person to say that.

I'm overthinking too much.

He sighed with a blend of hopelessness and fatigue.

"Oh... Today is Sunday, right?"

"Chapter 271 is gonna drop; it's the final chapter."

Better buy some noodles; it's almost about to rain too.

Eating noodles while it's raining, and on top of that, being able to see the final chapter of my favorite manga-ahh... it's really great.

I should buy it before it sells out.

White sets off on his mission to buy noodles from the shop.

"If it's going to rain, it should not be Sunday. Why is today cloudy?"

Well, I really hope tomorrow morning will be rainy too.

"Or I have to go to school tomorrow."

The scene changed as White approached the crosswalk, surrounded by the hum of the city and the vibrant chaos of everyday life.

Alright, all I have to do is not stutter when I speak.

"I want noodles."
"I want noodles."
"I want noodles."

Wait... if I keep saying it, I will definitely stutter.

As White was walking down the streets, he saw a girl busy on her phone while crossing the road.

"Humans these days use their phones anywhere. What if someone steals it?"

Just as he spoke, White noticed a truck speeding down the road, heading straight for the girl.

He tried to shout that it was dangerous, but he was unable to.

I can't even do that! What's the problem with this body? If I don't do anything, I'm obviously going to regret it later.

"No other way..."

He used all the strength he had to reach her before the truck.

He pushed the girl aside just in time, but the truck struck him instead. His leg was crushed, blood spilling onto the road.

The girl was shocked by what just happened and couldn't say anything.

She reached for him, her hands gripping tightly as she tried to pull him off the road.

"You can't die on me," she said.

Oh... it really hurts-worse than what they show in movies.

I don't think my leg can be fully attached after this type of injury, and what about the hospital bills? My family will complain about that.

Should I just let it go?

Yeah... that's enough for me. It's a good way to end.

No... I didn't read chapter 271 yet. I can't die now.

"I'm not going to die here."

He stood up and used all his strength to get off the road with her help.

Then he saw another truck coming. He pushed her again, but this time it was a direct hit, and he flew through the air a few meters.

Just how many trucks are there..........

As he said that, the world in front of him started to crack like a mirror, and he was thrown into it.

In that place, he saw different choices he could have made.

"Am I dead or what?"

That strange place cracked , and he fell into a dark alley through a interdimensional crack.

His body flickered, shifting into different forms for a brief second. Then the glitch stopped, and his wounds vanished.

"What is happening? Did I die or not?"

The blood on his clothes remained, soaking into the fabric as a reminder of what had happened, even though his wounds had vanished.

"Well, at least my wounds are gone."

"Let's check this place out."

He stepped out from the shadows of the dark alley, blinking as his eyes adjusted.

He stepped into the light and stopped. People around him wore medieval clothing, and the houses, with their timber frames and thatched roofs, looked as if they belonged to another era.

"Alright, I think I just got isekai'd."

End of the chapter.

**WRITER'S NOTE:**
Hey, it's my first novel! Sorry it's kinda small. Don't worry; it's not a generic isekai. Just wait until the fight scenes come! Okay, see you in the next chapter.
Thank you..