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As I open my eyes, I find myself inside a train, and everything around me has changed. The sun appears to be much smaller than I remember, and the sky is a deep shade of blue. When I look down at my hands, I notice that they are carrying a goldfish inside a plastic bag, which seems like I've recently purchased.
I look around, confused and disoriented, and get a glimpse of myself in the train window. Then I realize that I have somehow teleported into the world of the novel I am reading, where supernatural beings and powers exist.
The "Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint" is an apocalyptic fantasy fiction webnovel in which the main character, Kim Dokja, awakens one day to find himself trapped in the universe of his favorite webnovel. It is a dangerous and catastrophe-stricken world. He is aware of how the story will end. Because he was the only reader who kept reading.
And right now, it looks like it just happened to me. I take a deep breath and calm myself, ready to face whatever obstacles this world has in store for me. Because if I keep denying it, nothing will happen. The problem now is, will I survive this?
Considering that I have no combat experience. In my previous life, I was just a simple businessman. I had a proper education and was motivated and ambitious, but I was dissatisfied with the way my work took over my life.
"Are you alright, young man?" A voice interrupted my thoughts, and I opened my eyes to see an old man seated next to me. He was dressed in a brown sweater and holding a crane.
The first thing I thought was, 'Oh... He'll die soon. Let's ignore him,' and simply nodded at him before turning my head away.
Suddenly, the subway lights turned off, and the inside of the train became dark.
Kiiiiiiiik-! The subway train shook loudly and let out a metallic sound.
I flinched, grabbed my bag and the plastic bag I was holding, and pursed my lips in response. If a man hadn't been holding my body, I would have almost sway along with the people.
I bowed a little and said, "Thank you," to the man who had helped me. I took a quick look at him and noticed that he was dressed in a black suit and had a stern expression on his face. He's good looking.
Then I began to hear the sound of other people becoming irritated. The train came to a stop after about twelve seconds.
Then I heard confused voices coming from everywhere.
"Uh, what?"
"W-What is this?"
In the dark, one or two smartphone lights turned on.
"W-What is going on?"
As the other people continues whispering and talking, we heard the engineer's announcement, "-Telling all passengers on the train. Telling all passengers on the train."
The loud surroundings became calm. Hearing the engineer's words, the passengers on board let out a big sigh of relief, but sadly it didn't stay long.
"-E-Everyone run away...Run...!"
I thought, 'This is it. I'm... dead.'
There was a beeping sound, and the broadcast turned off.
Everyone on the train was terrified.
The man who helped me drew closer to me and shielded me from whatever was going to happen.
'Huh?' I thought. Then I had a familiar feeling in my head.
A bright light flashed from the front of the subway train. There was a loud drumming sound followed by a pop.
Something was heading this way in the darkness.
Then I heard a voice,
[The free service of planetary system 8612 has been terminated.]
[The main scenario has started.]
This was the moment the genre of Kim Dokja's life changed.
It was also the point at which my life changed.
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