What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 829

Dartanyan and the Moon Hunt (1)

“What?”

“No, I’m not alone. I’m going with Hyung [older brother or close male friend] and Sir Johan. Do you need Mom, too?”

“What?”

Jeong Hyun-seo’s face was hardening ominously.

I quickly waved both hands, then hurriedly grabbed the laptop mouse.

Wait, just listen to me.

-Click!

A PPT [PowerPoint Presentation] file filled the laptop screen. The title was:

‘☆go World Line Crossing Project go

If there’s no God, let’s make one go!◉’

“…Why is the copy and design like that? Haven’t you ever made a PPT while working at the company?”

‘Don’t tell me you spent all day in your room making that?’ Jeong Hyun-seo nitpicked at something strange.

I was about to retort—that the team members knew I wasn’t good at this kind of thing, so they didn’t ask me to do it from the beginning, and that even when doing group projects in college, I did the presentation and other people made the PPT—but I quickly remembered that wasn’t the point.

I need to focus on the topic. Today’s presentation will completely change the landscape!

“Hyung, we’ve been looking at the situation too much from our own perspective.”

“…Keep going.”

“Uh, so…”

-Click!

The next slide slid out from the left. Hyung crossed his arms like a judge.

The glare under his rimless glasses was as sharp as a sea urchin’s spines. Gulp.

‘Me ↔ (Severed!) ↔ ‘Our World Line’

Sir Johan’

“…Me, Hyung, and Sir Johan, too. We haven’t been able to think deeply because of the situation we’re in. We’ve just been so caught up in the reality that we’re disconnected that we haven’t seen the big picture.”

“…”

“Let’s just assume that everything we’ve figured out so far is true. The world line and I are completely independent, Prince Ye-seo has been resurrected, and everyone is free due to Bo-jeona’s disappearance. And, as Hyung said, this may be the ‘ending’ of our story.”

-Click!

‘♣Happy Ending!♡’

“Hey, why aren’t those special characters unified…? Is that the best quality you could get for the Disney castle image?”

“But if we put the subject as ‘us,’ we can’t go any further from here. Holy Grail, Growth, Wings, a crystal bell that detects demonic energy. We have all sorts of items, but there’s no way to use them. But.”

-Click!

‘Wow!’

‘☞God (主神)!☜’ [The Main God]

‘DEA EX MACHINA’ [A plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the unexpected intervention of some new event, character, ability, or object.]

‘woW!’

“Why the Chinese characters…? Why the exclamation marks every time…? Never mind.”

“What if we change the subject to ‘God’? The situation looks completely different. Even the dream story that Jeong Eun-seo told us becomes understandable like magic.”

-Click!

I clicked the mouse with determination. The next slide filled the screen.

The twist starts now.

‘Eun-seo ↔ (Dream Medium) ↔ ‘Our World Line’

Eun-seo’s Friends’

“…If the story is over, as Hyung said, and the world line now exists independently. Then, of course, Eun-seo and the other fragments of God shouldn’t be able to remember it. Even when the world line was connected to me, Eun-seo barely remembered the contents when she woke up from the dream. Now that the connection is broken, she shouldn’t be able to sense the existence of the world even more. Right?”

“…Right.”

“But why? Why do Jeong Eun-seo and her friends keep dreaming of that place? Even the contents are becoming clearer. To be exact…”

-Click!

(Past) (Present) (Future)

‘Eun-seo and Friends’

‘⇦ Direction of Dream’

“Only the memories of the past are becoming clearer.”

“…Huh.”

Jeong Hyun-seo wore an interested expression. Sir Johan tilted his head.

I enthusiastically poured out the contents I had organized in my head all day.

“I also clearly remember what happened that day. The ‘God’s Universe’ pierced by the Divine Palace of Trees began to collapse, and Prince Ye-seo appeared from somewhere and grabbed Eun-seo as she fell. And then… That person reassured me and clearly said.”

‘「Don’t worry.」’

‘「God’s Universe is not just this. It’s just that a part of it was destroyed by the arrow of the Divine Palace… It’s originally a vast space, so you don’t have to worry.」’

“…In other words, God’s abode still exists there. The reason why Eun-seo and her friends can dream of our world line every day is because of that. The space destroyed by the Divine Palace is only a part…”

And…

“And?”

“…This is just my guess, but God hasn’t read the ending she wants yet.”

I glanced at the door and whispered.

Eun-seo, who had met Mom during the day, was busy watching Netflix on TV until dinner after eating a full meal.

Hyung, who understood my words, frowned.

“There’s more to the ending that God wants?”

“It’s just a hypothesis. But what if you were Hyung? Would you be satisfied with the ending we got that day? Put yourself in her shoes. What if Hyung was a reader like Jeong Eun-seo? What if Sir Johan was a reader of our story?”

“…”

“That’s right, when God first made a wish, she only wanted one thing. To save Prince Ye-seo. That’s been achieved, good. Even what I wanted from the first day of possession has been achieved. Anyway, I came home without dying. But is that really all? Hyung, you’re a writer, so you see the readers’ reactions every day. Whether it’s martial arts or romance fantasy.”

Jeong Hyun-seo’s expression changed subtly. I didn’t miss the opportunity.

“Are the readers wanting the same thing now as they did when you wrote the first chapter?”

“…That’s not true. As the novel progresses into a long series, the content they want to see naturally changes…”

“That’s exactly it.”

Clap! I clapped my hands to maximize the audience’s concentration.

Two pairs of eyes were fixed on me.

“God wants the next story. So she can’t leave and is hovering around the dream abode, endlessly ‘reviewing’ only the beginning. Like voice chatting with Eun-seo and her friends when they’re awake. It’s natural that the dream content is becoming clearer!”

Jeong Hyun-seo furrowed his brow.

“That’s… quite plausible.”

Plausible indeed! I pointed my index finger at the air and continued to speak.

“Hyung told me in the park the other day. When a world is sufficiently established and the characters there are overwhelmingly loved…”

‘【The writing breathes on its own. Really.】’

‘【Even if I don’t try too hard, events happen automatically, and the characters act and cope on their own. It’s not because someone is particularly good. It’s the accumulated time and…】’

“Excessive affection makes it so.”

“…”

“The readers’ love makes the world live, you said. That’s why she’s ‘God’.”

“…So your plan is…”

“I’m going to give it back to them.”

-Click!

With a swift click, the slide rushed in from the right.

‘The Greatest Fanfiction Contest on Earth – You Too Can Become a God of a New World!’

“…What is it? Oh, they’re holding a fanfic contest? Is it starting this year?”

A screenshot of a design familiar to our three siblings.

The site where Hyung’s and are being serialized exclusively.

Although is currently on hiatus after the first part is completed.

“So they say. It’s a contest where readers write their own stories based on works that are being serialized or have been completed on this site. They’re holding it for the first time this year to capture buzz, expand the reader base, and potentially expand the pool of new writers.”

“Director Shim Gyeong-soo came up with another interesting idea.”

“It will be a fun event for the readers.”

“Right? The grand prize winner will receive a platform voucher worth three million won and a five-star hotel dinner with the original author. Of course, there are also awards for excellence, merit, and special selection.”

Click, click, click. I showed a general overview of the recruitment guidelines scraped from the website.

Then Hyung, who had been tapping his arm with his fingertips for a while, looked at me.

“In short, you’re going to… write a story yourself to provide God with new material? That won’t be as easy as it sounds.”

“Strictly speaking, I don’t have to write it myself.”

Click, click! I quickly moved the mouse to open another file.

The old phone connected to the laptop was still alive and breathing for me.

‘□□ □□□ □□□□ □□□ □.hwp’

Only the screen is dead, but the inside is fine.

“…”

“…”

“…Jeong Ye-seo, you don’t mean…”

Jeong Hyun-seo’s face was filled with shock as he checked the square file.

I calmly replied.

“That’s right. I’m going to serialize our story as it is. Just fill in the broken letters and upload it.”

“Are you crazy…”

“As I said before, Sir Johan and I have no way to cross the world line on our own. We each have plenty of aether, but that’s all for now. The friends there must be looking for us now, but we have no idea what situation they’re in.”

“All the characters in the back of the document look like squares.”

“Yes. So I’m going to borrow God’s power. It seems she also wants a sequel to our story. It’s a blessing.”

Click, click!

‘♬God is Heehee-Rocking in her dreams!

We’re going to cross the world line-job!♪’

“…I’m going crazy…”

“If we get God’s attention with a new story, her gaze itself will revive the world line. As it has always been.”

“A very interesting theory. It’s worth trying.”

“Who the hell passed on the crazy genes to this guy…? Jeong Eun-seo is a saint compared to him?”

“This is a world without Bo-jeona, who treated everyone like puppets, or the villain Werner Fenetian. If God just wishes for our reunion, it’s very likely to happen as it is. Someday, somehow.”

-Click!

‘-Thank you-

-Thank You-‘

The long-awaited final slide flew in from that corner.

Jeong Hyun-seo, who was holding his forehead, was making a face as if he had seen something terrible.

“…That red panda photo is…”

“I wanted to see our precious ones, so I put one in at the end. This one is in Everland [a large amusement park in South Korea], and its name is also Leah.”

“Is he really crazy…?”

“Thank you for listening to my presentation. This was Jeong Ye-seo.”

Only after saying that did I realize that the presentation had been given with the lights on in the room.

Damn it. It should be a little dark when presenting to set the mood.

“Ahem. I’ll take reviews and questions.”

“…I have a question, Mr. Crazy.”

“Yes, Mr. Jeong Hyun-seo.”

I gestured seriously to Hyung. He also had a serious face.

“If you came up with all this just by looking at one contest guideline, I respect that part first.”

“Thank you.”

“In other words, you’re going to serialize it as it is without any modifications to provoke God. That seems to be Mr. Crazy’s grand plan right now.”

“‘Provoke’… I’ve never thought of it that way, but anyway, it’s similar.”

“Aren’t you considering privacy issues?”

“…It’s an overestimation, Mr. Hyun-seo. How many readers would actually believe that the Jeong Ye-seo in the fanfic actually exists…?”

“What will your sister think when she reads it?”

“…”

…Ah.

“We’re keeping the contents of that world line completely secret from Jeong Eun-seo right now. But you’re going to reveal your real name and serialize your experiences?”

“…”

“Surely you didn’t forget about that part while making this all afternoon. I’d like to hear your answer on that.”

“…”

This is a disaster.

I swallowed hard and looked at Sir Johan—please save me—and then looked up at the ceiling.

…What should I do?

“…Didn’t think about it? Tell me honestly. You didn’t think about Jeong Eun-seo while making this plan, did you?”

“…No…”

“Oh, you idiot!”

-Slap!

Ouch! My wings hurt! Hit me gently!