69 – Episode 69. Community Literature (3)
Episode 69. Community Literature (3)
If there’s one thing Siwoo did well, it was using the web novel technique.
Like other users’ writings, it’s sleepy writing that imitates pure literature.
From Noble mtl dot com
A clichéd essay that I tried to write in a unique way.
It’s much better than a mysterious action novel with dirty stories and battle scenes.
In the first place, there is a battle scene in the novel. This is difficult to write in a fun way.
Action is fun when seen in pictures or videos, but it’s boring when written down.
Let’s take a quick look at the user’s novel whose first episode was filled with battle scenes.
[Korea Eundan: Episode 3 of a Taekwondo leader’s fantasy warrior
“Do you know it’s Taekwondo?”
“This bastard can’t believe it…!”
“Taekwondo techniques, Chapter 3, 2nd meal… “Spinning swallow kick!”
Wow!
“Wow!”
“What do you think? This bastard is my secret skill, bastard hahahaha.”
Shake it up!
‘How can this yellow monkey fight like this? ‘
‘Ugh, I can’t fall down yet!’
Jump up!
“Die, Cucking Yellow Monkey!”
“Hmm… “I’m in charge of the enema!”
Puff puff pup pup ppuppuggeoppuppuck-!]
It’s fun to see it like this. It’s so absurd that it’s just funny.
Anyway, Siwoo’s novel lacks some writing skills, but doesn’t it have a trendy feel?
After all, the meta these days is web novels.
Among them, what if you mix the popular academy dramas with hero dramas?
It’s a cliche, but it comes out with a taste that everyone likes.
All users will be able to escape this terrible medieval fantasy world for a moment and let their imagination run wild.
Academy Heroes set in modern Earth.
If you mix a little special sauce here… A masterpiece might come out.
– … !
Something flashes.
I typed as if possessed by a ghost.
My literary talent and the soul of a writer began to burn.
About 3 hours have passed.
I pulled out an amazing prologue.
[Ultra Sanz, crazy in annihilation mode on a moonlit night: I became a serial killer at the Academy Prologue
Where am I? Who am I?
I looked around to find an answer to a question that cannot be easily answered.
I am standing at the teacher’s table, and there are children in front of me.
This is a school. And I…
When my thoughts reached that point, my mouth automatically opened.
“Nice to meet you! Oh Tae-ya Park is the homeroom teacher of class 3. Please take care of me for a year.”
The children looked at me with eyes mixed with anticipation and excitement and greeted me.
Maybe a high school student? You can’t tell what kids these days are just by looking at their faces and their growth status.
By the way, Park Oh-tae? My name is Park Oh-tae? I don’t have that name.
No, there is a more important issue than that.
This mouth does not move according to my will. It is I who is speaking now, but it is not me.
My body is like that too. I moved arbitrarily as if someone had robbed me of every part of my body except my brain that could think.
As if someone had possessed me.
“1St period is ‘Understanding and subduing villains.’ That’s right. It’s my class. “It’s my first class, so I’ll keep it short.”
The presentation said, ‘Understanding and subduing villains – basics.’
What? What understanding and subduing? Where in the world is there such a funny class?
“-This class is a class that analyzes the mindset, abilities, and influences of villains who caused major accidents.”
Even though I was embarrassed, the class flowed naturally.
“If you only look at old materials, you’ll lose interest. Let’s start with recent cases. ‘Click feet’.”
A picture of a middle-aged man wearing an improved hanbok and clogs is displayed on the screen.
Uh… Who is that person?
It’s strange. Why do I know that person?
Some information comes into my head. It feels like someone’s memories are being forced into my head.
Memories speak. Where I am, what my job is, and who is occupying my body, or rather, who I have occupied.
… I got goosebumps.
What is scary is not the phenomenon itself that is happening to me. This person, the owner of this body… Perhaps it is ‘my’ memory.
“Now, next is ‘Hotaesan Fire Squirrel.’ This is the villain who caused a big fire at the end of last year. Although he is missing now-“
A woman in her mid-20s wearing funky clothes.
This is a person in my memory. She can’t know.
Because I killed him.
They captured him, tortured him, made him turn over 100kg of combustible material, and killed him.
“Selman Pink Bird Eater. He was the action leader of the Tarantula Sisters. Although it is not exact, it is presumed that he had stealth-type abilities. He has not been seen since three years, but he has carried out many murderous plots until now-“
A blurry photo of a fast-moving black object. This is a photo that makes it difficult to identify the subject other than that the gender is female.
Likewise, I killed him.
The entire Sisterhood was killed. They were broken into pieces and buried on the asphalt floor.
… What on earth is this? I killed someone? Why?
No. No. Since I was born, I have never killed anyone.
This is my first time hearing about both a villain and a hero. Things like that only exist in comics.
I was preparing for the qualification exam to become a teacher.
What is this memory?
Even when I trembled in fear, my body continued without stopping in this class.
About 20 more minutes passed?
“…This is not a good ending for a villain. If he does something bad, he will definitely be punished someday. There is no happy ending for villains.
You might think it’s a bit of a terrible class, but it will definitely help you. I am confident that it will be of great help to you when you go out into society. So-“
My mouth, which had been moving hard along with my hands confidently turning the slides, stopped.
“Huh?”
I moved my fingers and rolled my eyes. Fortunately, it moved according to my will.
The ‘something’ that was moving my body disappeared as if it had finished what it had to do.
The children are staring at me.
“Okay, then I’ll end class here.”
After class, I ran out of the classroom.
I don’t know what the principle is. I don’t know why.
At this moment, one thing was certain.
I am now.
Became a serial killer teacher at Hero Academy.]
Wow.
A masterpiece, maybe it was created?
I completed a novel prologue by mixing a little of my experience in Jinmalak’s body.
The teacher at Hero Academy is a serial killer villain.
Isn’t it really fun? The writing and material are all flawless.
Now it was time to wait for comments to be made.
The community window shakes slightly, and large letters appear on top.
[Condition: Defeat three high-ranking demons]
[Conditions have been met!]
[Community functions are expanded!]
[From now on, you can attach images to posts!]
No, what?
Is it possible to kill three high-ranking demons and attach an image?
This is really good and happy news, but what about the novel I put so much effort into writing?
[I believed in Mr. Monkey: Photo attached]
[Ghoul: ㄱㄱ]
[Ghoul: f*ck you!]
[Love Death Meow: Meow Meow Meow Meow!]
[Senior Knight: Image attached~ Everyone is not allowed to be s*xy~!]
[Corrupt Power Article: Exchange of information is good, but it is dangerous to specify a location or make one’s face known, so let’s refrain from it]
It was buried due to the huge increase in traffic volume.
– …
I feel unexplained resentment, pain, despair, sadness, anger, and darkness.
I feel like splitting the community into eight pieces with a high-powered Texas chainsaw.
Ah, I really don’t want to do anything.
… I took a quick look at my post.
Still, someone might read my novel and leave a comment.
Oh, there are two!
Who is it?
[Not Netcam: hahahaha, that’s fun]
[Morning tent installation technician: Read carefully]
No. Under. Seed.
This is just a consolation message. That’s also insincere.
f*ck it, just. Done. Today is the LOA strike.
I was about to close the community window with that intention, but a post came up that I couldn’t ignore.
This is a post posted by Princess Dina.
From Noble mtl dot com
Tsk. You should see this.
[Princess Dina: This is the 2nd recruitment post.
It’s been a while.
I came here to tell you the news, but the system takes care of it and delivers it to you first.
Thanks to you, it became easier to explain.
Yes, that’s right. Our ‘Dina Commandos’ have killed a high-ranking demon.
(I heard you guys call it that.)
Although high-level demons are powerful enemies, they are not so hard to kill.
A Paladin is a class that is good at protecting allies and giving buffs, and when they join forces, they can demonstrate abilities beyond imagination.
I posted a recruitment post last time.
There were many applicants, but only a few users met the conditions I required.
I had no idea there were so few level 7 users.
This time I decided to lower my eyes a little.
Dina Special Forces is recruiting level 6 users.
I will raise you to level 7.
Subduing the Dark Cloud Demon is no longer a dream. If you meet the conditions, don’t hesitate and send me a private message.]
Princess Dina and Dina Commando. You were alive.
It also brought very good news. Subjugating high-ranking demons.
Although they might be my allies, it was clear that they would be a great help in driving out the devil.
Well, the comments were all favorable.
[Corrupt Power Knight: It’s a shame, if only the level was 1 level higher]
[First person in the corner of the room: Isn’t it really a privilege for the Pope? Our Pope is so strong… ]
[Using the power of the President: We just move forward, Dina]
[I believed in Mr. Monkey: Dina Special Forces! Dina Commando! Dina Special Forces!]
There didn’t seem to be many users who had reached level 6, let alone level 7, but this was unavoidable.
Even Hanna, who was wandering around diligently, is still at level 5.
Could it be that the experience points to be accumulated at each next level are doubled?
Level 1 is 100, level 1 is 200, level 3 is 400… Something like this.
… Oh. A close spy just left a comment on Princess Dina’s post.
[Close-up spy: What is it?]
[Close-up spy: Did you capture two?]