Damn, a little more time, and I can finish the story. But, it seems I died because of working too hard.

I got separated from my physical body, the body of a young man who seemed to sleep on his desk. The monitor screen was still on, leaving the last chapter of the story blank.

I wrote the perfect story they could enjoy, the best seller one. But what did the readers do to me in return? All the reviews spread on the internet sounded absurd and didn't make any sense!

"I liked the story. I spent all my savings on buying all the books and supported the author by buying the merchandise. But why did the story have to end in tragedy? The author did not intend to make a story with a happy ending from the beginning! All this is complete nonsense! This story doesn't even deserve the slightest appreciation!"

"Stupid writer, asshole, you have wasted my time!"

"Rather than kill my favorite character, you better kill yourself, Ka Hyu-Su!"

That was the average content of their reviews, my proudest readers. All the books I had published were selling well. Stupid reader! They should have realized that there was quality behind all those sales.

I closed my eyes as my body flew through the roofs. After that, I floated in the night sky.

I saw dozens of people brutally pelting a small place where I lived. Yes, they were the readers who ran rampage because of dissatisfaction with the ending I wrote. Annoying!

Someone appeared in front of me, a teen boy with glasses and messy white hair, hovering at the same height as me, throwing a smile. He held a book, the eighth book of my series.

[Hello… My favorite writer. Ka Hyun-Su.]

The nerd boy put on a cheerful face and greeted me.

He's the one who just died too? Hoping to get the last piece of the story I made? In your dream!

I turned around, my spirit body following my will with ease.

I'd better get away from this place.

The boy had reappeared in front of me.

[Hey, at least say thanks.]

"What thanks? And who are you?"

[I'm God, you know? I saved you from those savage fans.]

Nonsense!

"Saved? You mean killed?"

[Ehek, you will die eventually. I gave you a more honorable death]

Honorable, my ass!

I turned back and immediately left the nerd boy who claimed to be God.

'Even after death, I have to deal with strange people.'

[Hey, I can hear what you said. I'm God ok!]

The boy reappeared in front of me.

[I want to show you something.]

A glare of light covered the world in my eyes, shattering a building, tree, and everything to the ground. Strong enough energy pulled my body into one point, and darkness covered my vision.

The same energy released my body, returning my sight.

My body was still floating in the air. I saw a scene that completely different from before. I saw a vast plain with thousands of carcasses filling the ground. There were not human corpses, but the carcasses of creatures in human form and others as animals with fur and horns.

This area looked dark because of the dense clouds in the sky and the thick fog that filled the view. It was still visible a person sitting on his knees with a sword stuck in the ground in the distance.

'What's this?'

[This is the world I created with all the savings I have.]

The nerd boy reappeared beside me. His messy white hair was wavy in the wind.

'Isn't this like the last scene in the story I made?'

[Yeah, this is the world I created based on your story.]

'What? you mean, you copied my story? Without even asking my permission?'

[Eh, hehe. Yeah, I mean No. This is real, a real-world]

'Still, you plagiarized my story. Now, pay me royalty! A lot of royalties! And because you're a God, pay me the God-level one!'

The nerd boy scratched his messy hair, then looked up the other way, whistling.

The main character, Elliot Rush, was sitting in the distance, being the last person alive in this world. He was a man in armor and an iron sword, with battle marks and blood all over his body. I tried to get closer.

Elliot looked up, showing his piercing eyes. A pack of light appeared before him, a circle of energy swirled, and a blonde hair woman emerged. A white dress covered a small part of her body, and four pairs of wings flapped slowly.

"Elliot Rush, congratulations. You have completed your greatest mission."

"Fuck! Shut up!"

The Angel congratulated him, smiling with a flat face.

"As promised, I will grant your three wishes."

Elliot looked at the figure emitting bright light in front of him. The Angel looks like a miniature sun that illuminates the place filled with dark mist around it.

"What kind of writer writes my story full of tragedy!" Elliot continued, gritting his teeth.

'How does he know a writer handles his life?'

[He is no ordinary human. You designed all sorts of characteristics for him]

'But?'

[And we brought him here from the same world as you]

Yes, it's true. Elliot is an ordinary human brought to this world to end the Demon Lord. Although in the end, the victims who fell were not minor, I mean major.

"You can ask to return to your original world. Go back to living your life as a normal human being." The Angel continued.

"Bring the shit who wrote this kind of tragedy here! To this cursed world! Make him feel the despair that created by himself!"

What? This scene, I haven't written about it yet. What happened?

When I looked back at my hands and body, I still saw the same appearance, but translucent and floating in the air. Judging from their response, it seems I'm a kind of observer here. So is what is happening right now real?

[I told you this is the real world]

That little nerd God floating around seems to enjoy the scene that happens before his eyes.

"I'm afraid I can't grant your wish."

"Don't talk bullshit. This is such a God-Class wish, isn't it? You should be able to do such a simple thing."

Yeah, this is a God-Class wish. Elliot could even ask to make himself the new ruler of this world. And I gave him three wishes at once. No! It wasn't an exaggeration. The journey he had to take to get to this point wasn't easy. He deserved it! He could even ask to reset this world and live with the people he loves in peace. Or even return to the earth where he lives, though I'm not sure he'll choose that request. I created him in an orphaned condition with no family on earth.

"Reset everything from the beginning and bring that asshole to this bullshit kind of world! Or I will ask you to kill yourself if you can't grant my wish!"

Bring me to this world? Is that possible?

"Ok, I'll grant your wishes! One more, congrats."

"Shut up! Do your job with nothing to say! I'm sick of everything in this fucking world!"

Wait! Wait! Please explain to me first what happened!

The Angel raised her hand. She formed a ball of light, which enlarged in no time. The light was so bright; I covered my eyes, couldn't stand the glare.

The god boy flew in front of me, lowering his head.

[Please, help me, save the world, make a better story. I beg you; I need to keep my face in God's society]

Please, at least give me an explanation about what is happening!

I tried to scream, but they didn't seem to hear me.

"And for the next wish, please…." Elliot continued on his last wish. They kept talking to each other, but I couldn't listen to what they were saying anymore.

[As an apology, I'll give you some gifts]

And now darkness covered my body.