Chapter 2
‘Huh?’
What do they mean by something has started?
I stared blankly into space like someone whose soul had left their body.
—Nyangcheol (catxxx): Wow, finally the remake, holy sh*t!
ㄴ somin2 (dksxxx): No way… Do we have to buy all 312 chapters again? Is this for real?
ㄴ Nyangcheol (catxxx): No, people who purchased the original get the entire previous version for free.
—Junyoung (junxxx): But since it’s a remake, will it be a lot different from the original? The story went off the rails back then. ;;
ㄴ tree0107 (trexxx): The publisher messed up because of the author’s accident, so it’ll probably be completely different from the second half onward.
ㄴ Soyooni1004 (an0xxx): Yeah, the rest wasn’t written by the original author. Anyway, judging by how good the first half was, I’m super excited, lol.
—Owen (dowxxx): I’m someone who read through the entire original before the remake. Don’t bother reading it, it’s a complete waste of time.
ㄴ Romance Fanatic (sioxxx): Thank you. Dropping it right now.
ㄴ Absolutely Write! (lakxxxx): LOL are you a kid? You’re judging based on the ghostwriter’s content. smh.
—Don’t Tap My Profile Picture (bwexxx): (Spoiler comment, hidden)
ㄴ Jjunie (aowxxx): Hey guys, chill with the spoilers;;
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Hundreds—no, thousands—of comment windows popped up before my eyes.
“Huh…, huh?”
Now, the comment windows filled the entire room, nearly suffocating me with their sheer number.
Seeing them, I backed away, making a disgusted face.
“D-Don’t come any closer. Shoo!”
I mean, seriously, what the heck is all this!
Just as I swallowed nervously, a new comment window appeared in front of me.
—ChickenWasDelicious (lplxxx): Why are we staring at the villain staring at the ceiling for two whole pages? This is driving me nuts.
ㄴ Dawn (asexxxx): It happens when you’re too shocked.
ㄴ Jjunie (aowxxxx): Just go AFK here; it’s the best way for peace, lol.
What?
‘Did I really stare at the ceiling for two whole pages?’
But how do these people know that?
Could this be some kind of live serialization?
Or is it that everything I do is somehow being written out as a novel in my original world?
The endless barrage of comments made my head spin.
‘Anyway, if I touch these… do I die?’
I didn’t know what these were, but judging from the comments, it didn’t seem like they’d be helpful to me in any way.
‘Wait, no. This isn’t the time to be worrying about that.’
I still didn’t know why I could see these.
But considering the current situation and the contents of the comments, it seemed like I was at the very beginning of the novel—the prologue.
If my memory serves me right, the prologue of Three Lives Chronicle was….
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‘Please, don’t do this….’
Lyria, cornered against a wall, shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears.
‘Get out of the way! What are you doing clinging to that monster!’
Wendy yelled as she dragged Lyria out of the rubble of a collapsed building, clutching a steel beam.
‘If you’re planning to die standing there like an idiot, do it alone. Don’t you see that warning sign? If we don’t kill it, we die!’
‘Sister, but… That, that person….’
‘Does that look like a person to you? Move if you can’t do it. I’ll handle it.’
Wendy shoved Lyria aside as she frantically tried to block her path and glanced around.
Then she ran towards a tilted bookshelf.
Due to the arrival of Sudra, the bookshelf was already unstable and looked like it would collapse with just a little push.
Lyria, realizing Wendy’s intention, screamed desperately.
‘No, Sister!’
‘Move, unless you want to get buried with me.’
Despite Lyria’s desperate plea, Wendy’s resolve was unshakable.
The moment she reached out her hand, the massive bookshelf began to tip over slowly.
‘Mommy!’
It fell toward the tragic monster, twisted and contorted, having lost its original form.
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The original phrases of the novel resurfaced clearly in my mind.
Lost in thought for a moment, I pressed my back tightly against the wall to avoid the still-ringing comment windows.
But then.
Thump, thump, thump.
I felt a massive vibration against my back at the same time.
The sound rumbled like thunder.
The noise grew louder and louder as time passed.
I could feel that some massive entity was approaching.
Instinctively, I knew. This wasn’t human.
Looking around, I spotted a broom a few steps ahead.
‘Forget the comments. I need to survive first.’
Just as I grabbed the broom lying on the floor.
Bang!
[In 30 seconds, the monster will go berserk.]
A deafening roar echoed not far from where I was standing.
It was a bone-shaking blast that made my heart drop.
Crack— The wooden door that filled the space between the rooms buckled powerlessly.
A giant finger flicked away the shattered wooden pieces as if it found them annoying.
The way it crushed the wooden fragments resembled breaking a biscuit.
A chilling gaze emanated from the darkness.
It seemed to have spotted me, trapped beneath the wooden debris.
When I stiffly raised my head, I saw the rough and massive ankles of a gigantic monster.
Looking a little further up, I locked eyes with the monster.
Grroooowl….
I was staring into a huge, gem-like third eye embedded in its forehead, which was weeping sticky, red tears like rubies.
It was the monstrous being known as Sudra.
A monster that kills every living creature in sight and crushes their bodies like toys.
The enormous figure filled the entire wall, and the bulging veins on its green skin oozed a viscous fluid that looked like a mix of green juice.
Two alerts immediately popped up.
[Run away. You….]
[You cannot survive.]
They were messages pronouncing Wendy Porcelain’s death sentence.
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I read the messages floating in midair and cursed under my breath as I got up.
“Damn it….”
As I mentioned before, Three Lives Chronicle starts off with a scene where the main character has to escape from this monster.
My skin stung where a piece of wood was lodged in my shoulder.
But there was no time to hesitate.
That child would come soon, lured by the commotion.
I had to end this before then.
Gripping the broom tighter, I yelled at the monster.
“Hey, idiot! I’m right here.”
Sudra’s third eye rolled wildly at my defiant voice.
It was probably trying to locate me.
Fortunately, I knew this monster’s weakness.
Sudra has three eyes.
But its field of vision is extremely narrow, so it can’t detect objects close to itself.
In other words, in situations like this, it’s better to fight head-on than to try to escape.
‘Never underestimate a reader who’s seen the story through to the end, huh?’
This is why advance knowledge is crucial, whether it’s for studying or reading novels.
Gripping the broom tightly in both hands, I lightly leaped onto the pile of collapsed wooden debris.
Wendy’s age at the beginning of the novel was about twenty.
Having five years shaved off made this body feel a lot lighter.
With the broom held like a bow, I took aim.
Standing atop the pile of fallen wooden planks, the distance seemed just right.
This should be doable.
With a whistling sound as the wind was cut through, the broom flew straight toward Sudra’s third eye.
If it hit the eye directly, I would have a small window of time to escape.
But just then—
“No, stop!”
A small, white figure stepped in front of Sudra’s foot and blocked the attack as if to protect it.
With a tiny yet firm voice, Sudra’s body slowly turned towards me.
There was no need to say what happened next. Of course, the broom missed its mark.
Turning my head, I saw a little child, her face a mess of tears, glaring at me with her tangled pink hair fluttering wildly.
“No matter what, even if it’s you, I won’t forgive you for hurting my nanny.”
It was the true heroine’s grand entrance.
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[The monster’s berserk state is delayed.]
The brave child who stood up to protect a monster with a head bigger than her entire body.
Her light pink hair reached down to her hips, and her clear, sky-blue eyes shone brightly.
I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
Was it because Lyria’s appearance was stronger than I imagined?
Or was it because her entrance was slightly different from how I remembered it?
No, it wasn’t for a trivial reason like that.
I actually felt relieved.
At that moment, as the hazy illusion I had in mind became a vivid reality.
I softly murmured the familiar name that had lingered on my lips for a long time, as if I’d always known her.
“Lyria.”
Right then, Sudra made its appearance, and a fierce rainstorm blew in through the cracks of the window that had started to shatter.
The flickering candle, which looked like it might go out at any moment, wavered in the wind.
Lyria’s pink hair swirled around wildly like petals in the wind, and as the moonlight shone on her fair face…
The comment section exploded.
—KimWolwol (hapxxx): Wow… Her beauty is insane.
—LyriaIsTheBest♡ (yorxxx): Thank you for the illustration.
Was the monster confused because Lyria had stepped in front of it?
Though only for a brief moment, its berserk state subsided.
Lyria didn’t miss the opportunity.
“I saw it. You might not believe me, but that monster is our nanny! She’s the one who loved us, hugged us, and tucked us in every night!”
Lyria’s voice, filled with sincerity, reached out to me as she shed tears like precious jewels.
A child overflowing with love and kindness.
Who else could protect a terrifying monster that could swallow her whole?
She was truly the most beloved heroine in this world, a person who deserved all the love the world could offer.
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