**{3}**

^^^**Creation God**: Sorry. I was just very urgent. If Earth Defender comes, I’ll try to turn back time. Is there no way?^^^

He was really crazy. Ain shook his head and turned off his phone. Hungry, he rummaged through the upper cabinet of his kitchen. He thought there would be at least one pack of ramen left, but there was only a cockroach. Damn.

He was so frustrated. He had spent a lot of money hiring a writer, and now the new work had failed. His editor told him to wrap up the work, and he had been treated to samgyeopsal and soju yesterday.

Despite having gained weight and being in such a poor state, he was happy to eat samgyeopsal for the first time in a while. His financial troubles were so severe that he thought he should just starve to death to get his act together.

Ain sighed deeply and looked around his shabby studio apartment. Opening the fridge yielded nothing. He had no money left at all. If only Nylon Musk hadn’t been bragging about hotdog coins on Twitter, he wouldn’t have been pushed to this extent. He had taken out loans and invested all his wealth, but Nylon Musk made money while the ants who trusted him and bought the coin were left with nothing.

His frustration boiled over, and he wanted to run to America and kill that Nylon bastard, but with no way to kill a global tycoon, he had no choice but to stay in this tiny apartment in Sillim-dong.

His stomach growled. A light flashed on his phone. Curious, he checked and saw a new comment on his webtoon.

^^^**Creation God**: Are you hungry?^^^

What? How did he know? Must be a coincidence, right?

^^^**Creation God**: If Earth Defender comes, I will make sure you get the best meals for every meal.^^^

He knew this wasn’t just another kind of lunatic, but it was serious enough to warrant immediate hospitalization. Afraid of getting entangled in something strange, he turned his gaze away from his phone.

With no money and feeling hungry, he scanned his cramped studio apartment. He wondered if he could get something to eat at a free meal site in Jongno. In the early morning, welfare and religious organizations often distributed lunch boxes to the elderly and homeless at Tapgol Park.

Ain left his apartment. Without money for transportation, it took him an hour to walk to Jongno. Many people were already lined up in front of the free meal site, receiving lunch boxes. Fortunately, the elderly didn’t tell him to go away upon seeing his appearance. He must have looked like a homeless person.

Clutching his growling stomach, Ain received a free lunch box.

...“Thank you.”...

He bowed and looked around for a place to eat. Tapgol Park was already occupied by senior citizens, so he had to find another spot. He crossed the street when the traffic light turned green.

Damn. His luck was awful. Ain shut his eyes tightly. The lunch box slipped from his hand and flew through the air in an arc. His body rolled and stopped on the asphalt.

The car that hit him seemed to pause briefly before speeding away so quickly that its rear was out of sight. His vision was turning red. He wasn’t hungry anymore. It hurt. It hurt so much he thought he was dying. No, since he was dying, it should be ‘I am dying' instead of ‘I will die,’ right?

Ain’s last breath escaped him. His phone, left on his bed in his studio apartment, flickered with light and turned on. A comment was posted on the webtoon.

^^^**Creation God**: Thank you. Earth Defender, welcome to our world *^^*^^^

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