Summary
The swordsman who saved the ruined world, Baek Seung-woo.
Long after all wars had ended, I was possessed by a novel written by my comrade.
Originally, I should have been a reckless classmate who tormented the protagonist and ended up in a miserable state, based on me.
“Why did I become an assistant? What is this damn tail?”
A novel I had never read and only talked about with my colleagues,
in a world where I couldn’t tell what was real from what was false, the weapon in my hand was not a sword, but magic.
There was no goal. I didn’t know the ending.
So for now, I would survive.
For me, that was the only way.