My heart skipped a beat the moment I saw what was written: [The One Who Destroys the World!] Just what kind of destiny was this, and why me?
"Hell no, I ain't destroying anything. To hell with your destinies and all that crap," I muttered under my breath. "I, Lee Gaon, follow my own path, and I will not let some system message control me, like you did the goddess of fire."
I glared at the sky, my fists clenched in anger. I could feel it—the one who imposed all of this on me, watching from above. Don't ask me how I knew, I just did. It was like a sixth sense, an intuition I couldn't explain. He was there, always there, looking down at me, controlling me. Every single day, I was just a toy, a tool for his amusement.
And it made me sick.
