“I thought you were given an S-level potential because you seemed confident about it.”

As soon as his brother woke up, he was confident about having some powers awakened inside him. But he guessed there must be really something wrong to his little brother.

“Didn’t you want to be a player in order to get rid of your unemployment?”

Sung-Han did indeed wanted that to happen.

Their mother believe that if they work, they would not get sick and live long, however, if they didn’t work, they would become lethargic, depressed and have a short life.

When Sung-Han finished the rehabilitation training in less than a month, which others would usually take months or years to finish, they heard the doctor’s declaration that he had recovered.

He even became healthier and stronger than an average man in his 20s, his mother asked the doctor immediately when he could start working. But Sung-Han responded with: “I can live a long, live a long life just by eating, sleeping, and cheap activities.”

As soon as he finished the sentence he was beaten on his back by his mom.

Now, his back was a certified sand bag of his mom.

“Oh. If I am not fated to become a Player, I will become a writer.”

“······Writer?”

His brother looked very unhappy, but Sung-Han just ignored it.

Ever since he discovered the world of Novels he liked reading fantasy novels the most, and he happened to have a good plot for this story.

His Fifty years in La Elta.

Although the world has changed and fantasy has become no longer a fiction, fantasy novels are still popular and there were many novels based on La Elta’s settings.

Maybe he’ll make a mark in the world of fantasy novels once he published it.

“Now, let’s get started.”

On the same day he declared to become a writer, he sat in front of his brother’s computer and started typing.

He names the main character Ian.

Ian was the same name he used when he was in La Elta.

He wanted to use his real name, Lee Sung-Han, but it was difficult to be pronounced by the people of La Elta, so he changed it to Lee Han (Ian) without the Sung in the middle.

<<Ian swung, swung, and swung.

After a millionth of sway, he became a Swordmaster.

He was proud that his sword looked better than magic when he swung it.

One day Ian thought.

There were too many monsters.

The monsters had to be killed. That way, people in Veraford wouldn’t have a hard time.

·············>>

‘Why am I writing so fast? Is my talent actually writing novels?’

He was excited by what was he doing that wrote many words for the first chapter posted it on a serial site.

It was only after a month of serialization that he was convinced that he was talented.

Gifted in writing chapter that confuses the readers. (Many plot holes.)

The number of views of the first and second consecutive chapter was surprisingly high.

There were as many comments as the views.

– Swing.

– Swing.

– 100 billionth -> 100 trillionth

It has become the top chapter for the first time in the serialization platform.

-Bad story. Don’t bother.

-It must have been written by an elementary school student.

-No, no, my brother’s an elementary student, and he writes better than that.

-No good

-It’s not fun.

-Don’t waste your time and go see something else.

From episode three, the number of views has decreased dramatically.

There was only one comment on the chapter.

[He’s a terrible writer]

‘I suppose.

I’m not good at writing.

I’m glad I know now.’

He quietly buried his writings somewhere deep in his heart, apologizing to all the writers in the world.

‘Let’s give up on being a writer.’