The World I Was Supporting Was Real - Chapter 108



108. Dare you refuse us?

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“Haaah…….”

Seriously.

Seriously, with this completely unexpected development, I was speechless, staring blankly at the final scene.

Is this for real?

Suddenly… suddenly another god pops out in a place like this?

‘Is this, like… a new BM being introduced?’

Considering that something looking like a god appeared, is this rival content?

Are they really throwing in rival content at *this* timing??

I took a few swigs of my Zero Coke.

The fizz supplying my mouth helped my brain start whirring again.

No.

Of course, it’s true I asked for a story development omakase.

And, the line about not harming the world was honestly more for the author, who is obsessed with keeping the world intact, than it was for me.

But.

The moment the hyper-realistic word “balloon” slipped into the comic, wasn’t the world already shattered?

We’ve been doing WWE so well, what kind of deconstructionist bullshit is this?

[Leegoogoodun : No way]

[Leegoogoodun: Is there another god out there??]

[GimmeMoney: More like… how do I even explain this]

[GimmeMoney: It’s just that, at the same time as 150,000 won’s worth of divine power was unleashed]

[GimmeMoney: It seems like the world’s response showed its own answer, influenced by the ‘connection’ created by the subscription-based donations]

[GimmeMoney: The 150,000 won donation was such a huge sum, even I can’t grasp exactly what this situation is]

[Leegoogoodun : ???]

[ Igwogweodon : So, basically, you’re saying you don’t really know either? ]

[PleaseGiveMeMoney: That is correct. ]

[ PleaseGiveMeMoney : I can only apologize profusely… ]

‘Hmm… .’

Listening to the explanation, it didn’t seem like they simply added a competitive content feature.

The author had definitely started an unusual development, taking the balloon as a subject, a different direction from the ones before, depicting something like ‘a real-world existence,’ but –

Judging from the conversation, at least they didn’t seem to want to break down this world.

So, they’re probably just glossing over it with ‘I don’t really know’ and ‘it’s just the world’s response.’

I briefly pondered what the author’s true intentions might be but –

‘Well, the author-chan probably has it all figured out. They’ll make it fun and good, right?’

It felt a bit embarrassing saying that out loud.

If there was one absolute rule that this author was keeping most thoroughly while drawing their comics, it was this: to perfectly satisfy my, the reader’s, needs.

When I showed that I liked big breasts on female characters, they mindlessly threw in an unreasonable amount of service scenes with close-ups of breasts, when I showed that I liked Eirene, they added a self-insert character and spun a romance, and when I asked for cola, they went through a convincing process to make something that looked like cola.

As long as I pay them, they perfectly progress the story to my liking, and at the same time, they even asked my permission on how to proceed in advance in case something might offend me.

So, I didn’t need to worry about any sudden ‘genre drifts’ or ‘toxic monetization,’ right?

As a matter of fact, assuming they maintained the quality, the monetization could even get a bit more aggressive. It was almost like the author had been showering me with gifts anyway.

[ Igwogweodon : Okay, okay. ]

[ Igwogweodon : Let’s just go with the flow. ]

[Igwogweodon: I was worried we were getting some competitive content lmao]

[ PleaseGiveMeMoney : I am not exactly certain what you mean by competitive content ]

[GiveMeMoney: I swear I will not dare to put the esteemed Mr. Igwogwodun to the test]

[Igwogwodun: Nah lol, it’s alright]

[Igwogwodun: Actually]

[Igwogwodun: It’s a bit of a shame though]

Yeah.

To be completely honest, I thought I might have been a little excited.

I mean—

[Igwogwodun: It’s been a while]

[Igwogwodun: I wondered if I was going to feel that fun I felt back in the online gaming days again]

[GiveMeMoney: Huh…?]

[Igwogwodun: It’s nothing lolll]

[Igwogwodun: Anyway, I gave this episode a thumbs up~~~ Looking forward to the next one]

[Igwogwodun: Oh, right]

[Igwogwodun: (Donation / 3,000 won / Sailing Buff!)]

[Igwogwodun: Looking at the flow of things, it seems like a new continent-bound sailing arc is about to unfold]

[Igwogwodun: Make sure you deal with things well enough so that we won’t have any issues even if we hit something like a storm]

[Igwogwodun: Is this enough, you think?]

I don’t have to worry about things going down an odd path but-

If I got some money, it would definitely prevent any unlikely bullshit events in advance, wouldn’t it?

I can’t stand seeing anyone getting into a dangerous situation from something like a storm while on a boat.

Anyway, I knew I’d end up donating when that kind of scene came up, so it was like spending the money in advance.

You could say I’d purchased a kind of super-manager-like function.

[GiveMeMoney : no]

[GiveMeMoney: You’ve already gifted a more than generous amount, but to receive such another meaningful and love-filled donation… ]

[GiveMeMoney: I’m truly, truly grateful, IGoGwoDeon-nim]

[GiveMeMoney: I will use the divine power you’ve bestowed entirely according to your will, IGoGwoDeon-nim]

‘Said enough, they’ll wrap it up nicely, I guess.’

Then, I thought I’d go take a shower.

*Weeeing-*

‘Huh?’

A series of messages came to my smartphone, one after another.

[GwoDeon-ah…you’re really not gonna come back…? The burning event ends in two weeks and you won’t get the benefits if you make a character then… it’s not too late… come back…]

[(Game screenshot)]

[The guild members all miss you ㅠㅠ]

‘Seriously……’

I sighed briefly after seeing the text from my online game friend of several years—the only person I exchanged messenger IDs with—whose game name was ‘NoFuture’.

Is he still not giving up?

And what’s with his tone?

Considering the level of his bizarre complaints about society and his disturbingly obscene ramblings when we chat, I’m almost 100% certain he’s a guy, but sometimes he whines with a strangely *net-kama*-like tone.

‘Sorry, but I have things to spend money on.’

I’d typed out “[NO WAY, NEVER, FUCK OFF]” but, foreseeing a future of back-and-forth banter starting with a reply like, “[SERIOUSLY NO, HURRY THE FUCK BACK YOU SHITHEAD IF YOU DON’T WANNA DIE ㅡㅡ]”, I changed my mind.

We’ve been yapping and hanging out for years. How could I not see that coming?

I don’t know why exactly, but every time I quit a game, he’d whine for me to come back. I can pretty easily guess the pattern, that’s what I’m saying.

As I was thinking how to reply so he’d give up quietly,

‘…What if I just threw out something completely shocking? Wouldn’t that shut him up?’

Wouldn’t you hear something unexpected make anyone give up easily?

A good idea struck me, and I typed out a message to send to the guy.

[Hey, there’s something I haven’t told you]

[What is it]

[You didn’t start another game did you??]

[Nah, it’s not that]

[I’m getting married soon]

[So I’m super busy with wedding preparations]

[Don’t have time for games]

I chuckled and sent the message.

The reply… even though the ‘1’ had disappeared, it wasn’t coming immediately.

‘That’s weird? He’s always been super fast with his texts.’

Whatever, it didn’t matter, so I was doing my own thing when a reply came.

It was a little over 10 minutes later.

[Really?]

[Uh]

And then, maybe five more minutes passed?

[The]

[Congrats]

He said that much, and then another three minutes of silence.

[I was really surprised at the sudden news but I honestly want to congratulate you]

[Geodon, you’re so kind, you’ll be able to build an amazing family]

‘… Why is the reply so serious?’

I was just expecting a casual “Really? You won’t have time to game, then” type of reply.

My plan was to deflect like that, and then after a few days ask how the wedding went, and then send her a picture of my wife…

Even though they’re my worst gaming buddies, I didn’t want to keep lying when they were being this sincere.

I immediately went into my album to send a picture.

—Oh, crap, look at my brain.

It wasn’t a picture, it was a drawing, wasn’t it?

The exact scene I’d saved on my phone, the one I pulled out whenever I wanted to look—

It was the first full shot of Eirene wearing the skin-tight nun’s habit she’d gotten from Igeon.

From noble mtl dot com

The way her side-boobs were popping out, squeezed by the shameless habit, never got old, no matter how many times I looked.

‘Phya~ she’s ripened well! So fragrant!’

This alone could make me devour five bowls of rice!

My current phone background was the legendary hot springs bath scene with everyone, but before that, the picture I used was this solo shot of Eirene.

[(Picture of Eirene in a nun’s habit)]

[She’s my wife]

[Honeymoon scheduled for tomorrow right away lol;; My back’s gonna be broken by night, so tell the guild I probably won’t be able to game]

[ㅡㅡYou crazy otaku b*stard]

[You wanna die for real? MY WIFE, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? UGH!!! GODDAMN IT!!! GET IT TOGETHER!!]

[Stop jacking off to manga with big-boobed female characters!! Your bones are gonna rot]

[No, but isn’t it a problem you can just solve by jerking off and then playing the game refreshed?? Seriously]

[We all know you have nothing else to do if you don’t play this game, so why are you being stubborn!!]

[You dare reject our proposal?? [Your mentality is]

‘Ugh, shut up.’

The vibrations kept going off, so I turned off my phone and headed to the bathroom.

I really shouldn’t play that shitty game, I mumbled to myself.

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After a long time living like a wild man, having lost his memories, Rengard finally recovered them.

The tale of the bizarre circumstances he encountered on his return voyage, made by boat, easily reached the ears of the Order.

Testimony suggesting that the foreigners from the New Continent had used a power of something they called ‘balloons’ – which they said their god used – to place some kind of curse on him.

It was hard for the Emperor Eirene to believe, but of course, the ones truly thrown into chaos by his shocking statements were those within the Order who believed in Igwogwodun.

“To think there’s another god besides the one true Igwogwodun, it’s absolutely unacceptable.”

“There’s no need to take it seriously. It’s probably just an indigenous religion that worships something akin to mana. And it’s just a coincidence he encountered the storm. Hearing things in a storm, while disoriented by the sound of the waves, isn’t “a big deal.”

“But it wasn’t it Rengard himself who claimed that when he recovered his memories he felt like he was receiving some kind of divine revelation? That coincides with Princess Yuri’s ‘moment of enlightenment.’ So isn’t it reasonable to conclude that the reason he recovered his memories is ‘because of the straightforward facts given to Rengard by Igwogwodun’?”

“Though I think it’s nothing but a madman’s babble… if your words are true, there must be a reason why the gods made him regain his memory.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Haa… a difficult problem indeed.”

The high priests, without exception, raised their voices over Rengard’s blasphemous remarks.

That Iguogudon is the One True God is the most important absolute truth among the truths found in the first chapter of Genesis.

For them, the Bible was law, providence, and categorical imperative. Especially the twisting of Genesis, which was treated with the most sacred respect, could not be tolerated under any circumstances.

And, to calm the people of the Order who were thrown into chaos—

“What will you do, Saint?”

“It’s not even a matter to ponder. Has His Holiness the Pope not read Genesis?”

“Are you saying…?”

“I, the Saint, will head to the New Continent myself. I will personally prove that Iguogudon is the One True God.”

“…!”

“I will seek an audience with His Imperial Majesty now. “Your holiness, please proceed with the necessary procedures.”

—She had to confirm the situation on the New Continent with her own two eyes.