Chapter 1: The One Who Was Chosen
My name is Ayan.
I am a high school student.
My life has never been good.
I have no friends, no one who waits for me, no one who calls my name.
Yet… I was never unhappy.
Anime, manga, and light novels were enough to keep my heart alive.
That day, I was walking along the side of the road like always.
Then—
darkness swallowed everything.
The sky vanished.
The road disappeared.
Even my own body felt unreal.
I couldn't understand what was happening.
In that endless darkness, a figure appeared before me.
A presence so overwhelming that my breath stopped.
A god.
His voice echoed from everywhere at once.
"You must save all the worlds."
Save… the worlds?
Before I could ask anything—
everything faded.
When I opened my eyes again, I felt warmth.
Someone was sitting beside me.
A girl with silver hair and calm eyes looked down at me and said softly,
"You're awake."
Confusion flooded my mind.
"Who… are you?" I asked.
She bowed her head politely.
"I am your servant."
"…My servant?"
"Yes," she replied. "My name is Yalhyang. But you may call me
Hyang."
Nothing made sense.
"Where am I?" I asked.
She looked at me seriously and said,
"You have been reborn."
Before I could react, a deep voice came from behind me.
"Ayan."
I turned around. An old man stood there, his eyes sharp like someone who had lived through countless eras.
"Who are you?" I asked.
He answered calmly,
"I am your grandfather."
"My… grandfather?"
"From your previous life."
My head started to hurt.
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked.
He looked straight into my eyes and said words that froze my blood.
"For this world… you must become evil."
"What are you saying?" I shouted.
But he didn't change his expression.
"What you heard is the truth. There is no time left. Get ready and come downstairs. I will send your clothes."
Before I could argue, he turned away.
I walked toward the window.
What I saw made my heart sink.
This world was nothing like my original one.
No trees.
No grass.
No life.
Only endless gray land stretching into the distance.
This place felt… broken.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind me.
"Master Ayan."
I turned around.
Hyang was standing there, holding unfamiliar clothes.
"I've brought your outfit," she said. "Lord Vernas ordered you to wear these."
"Who is Lord Vernas?" I asked.
She answered respectfully,
"He is your grandfather from your previous life. The god ofthis world."
"…Is he still a god?" I asked.
She shook her head.
"No. He was the Moon God. There were seven gods in total."
My heart tightened.
"What about the other six gods?" I asked. "Are they still alive?"Hyang looked away for a moment.
"Yes," she said quietly.
"They are alive. They were once friends… but everything has changed."
And in that moment, I understood—
This world didn't need a hero.walked toward the window.
What I saw made my heart sink.
This world was nothing like my original one.
No trees.
No grass.
No life.
Only endless gray land
No life.
Only endless gray land stretching into the distance.
This place felt… broken.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind me.
"Master Ayan."
I turned around.
Hyang was standing there,
holding unfamiliar clothes.
"I've brought your outfit," she said. "Lord Vernas ordered you to wear these."
"Who is Lord Vernas?" I asked.
She answered respectfully,
"He is your grandfather from your previous life. The god of this world."
"…Is he still a god?" I asked.
She shook her head.
"No. He was the Moon God. There were seven gods in total."
My heart tightened.
"What about the other six gods?" I asked. "Are they still alive?"
Hyang looked away for a moment.
"Yes," she said quietly.
"They are alive. They were once friends… but everything has changed."
And in that moment, I understood—
This world didn't need a hero.
It needed a monster.
And that monster…
was me.