Thinking About Epilogue Hsy Again, What Would It Be Like To Be One Of Hsy's Students And Watching Your

thinking about epilogue hsy again, what would it be like to be one of hsy's students and watching your literature professor wrestling it out with some terrorist dude on live television.....the next lecture must've been crazy (if she didn't get fired that is)

If anyone wanted some insight into how Jonny and Alex differ on writing style, here you go 😅

op I wrote an actual fanfic one shot of the third one, might post it somewhere

Hello world

Today I am thinking about doksoo selfcest. :)

1863rd HSY creates an avatar of KDJ. "It doesn't matter if it's a version of him that doesn't remember me, I just want to see him again."

It's late at night in her office and she pretends to ramble to him about her own "evil" thoughts and ideas. She pretends he's a soundboard to all of them.

The avatar doesn't say anything. But he does move according to her wants and desires. His body is a perfect replica of how she remembered him to be.

It's not enough. She decides, that if there really is a wish at the end of the scenarios, she would wish to meet him for real.

Epilogue HSY uses Predictive Plagiarism to plagiarize the KDJ memories she obtained while drafting Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint. She puts all of those memories in an avatar.

He is an utterly convincing KDJ.

She keeps him a secret, because she knows its wrong. YJK discovers him anyways. YJK and her get into a really bad fight over this.

51% KDJ can max out any skill all by himself in the subway with his OD probability abuse. He uses the bookmarked Avatar skill to create a HSY to join him on the subway.

He is so, so lonely.

He thanks her profusely for writing that novel. Because he knows its 'not her', he finally gives himself permission to act as shameless as he wants to, because there was no more fear of a friendship to ruin, and no one else in the subway to judge him for his actions.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

LGY : I’d go there to rescue hyung even if there’s only one percent of him left, because that one percent is still hyung.

KDJ : Uh, anyways, let me just grab my other percent back. Yeah. It’ll take a minute. Totally. Yep. Be right back guys. (Insert Homer sliding into bush meme)

⸢This story is for just that one reader.⸥

in the hospital room, kim dokja wakes up.

his memory comes back little by little, from the 1st scenario to becoming the oldest dream and being scattered across the universe.

han sooyoung succeeded in bringing him back.

from outside the door, he could hear familiar voices. he wanted to meet them immediately, to hug them and tell them they missed him, but.

a system message lay in front of him. [your existence recovery rate is currently 41%.] why wasn't he whole? from what he saw, all of him should have come back. hearing the sounds of kimcom approaching, he starts to feel afraid.

is he what the party wants? does he really have all his memories of them?

his fear spurs him on. he couldn't use his full power, but he was the 'oldest dream'. he decides to get the rest of his memory back. it would only take a minute.

using his powers to scour the worldlines, he's easily able to trace the fragments containing his memories and sees them gravitating toward a certain worldline. he follows them through space, and when he sees what exactly what worldline his heart starts to race.

the forgotten 41st turn. a turn that even the 'oldest dream' did not know of, and therefore shouldn't exist. and yet it existed here. and he felt intense hostility from that turn.

brightly shining stars stood in his path. seeing the large amount of stars blocking his way, he identifies the leaders of the group. odin, zeus, poseidon, mithra... the heads of the most famous nebulas in the star stream.

he warns them to get out of his way. his true voice shakes the constellations, yet they don't move. with a conviction so strong that they wouldn't move even if they had to sacrifice all their stories for it. kim dokja raised his hand to clear away the stars, but as he does there's a spark at his fingertips. probability.

probability was the will of the stars, and it was limiting his actions. kim dokja's eyes glittered with interest. and he takes out unbroken faith.

kimcom had revived kim dokja. so he had an obligation to become complete and return to them. if it was for them, kim dokja could do anything.

and yet the stars fought back with everything they had. the forces of the strongest nebulae worked together against a single enemy, and the force of their fight was so cataclysmic it shook the whole universe. the probability of the star stream continued to move. no matter how strong the oldest dream is, its power wasn't all there. if he continued on like this, the probability aftermath could vaporize the nearby worldline. kim dokja makes up his mind and activates [way of the wind] to move straight through them.

the constellations scramble to stop him, but even as he bleeds he continues forward. a story he doesn't know is in front of him, just a little farther away. as he reaches the void veil, the border between him and the scenario area—

[that's enough.]

someone grabs his wrist. he could tell, this was the person who had caused the stars to move. a being who could dare to touch him and still be safe. there was only one such person.

the other self he had left in this world.

49% kim dokja.

All hail the Demon King of Salvation

See you later, self sacrificing squid