The Parallel World Forum Awakens

Haven't you all ever thought about that?

What if I had made a different choice back then?

Wouldn't I be living an entirely different life right now?

Of course, I know that dwelling on things that have already happened is foolish, but I can't help but keep thinking about it.

And this kind of regret can be as small as a careless word to a childhood friend.

It could be rejecting the awakening prompt that appeared on the status window the day the Tower was born, thinking it was an alarm and hitting "No" again.

A meme of a girl with arms crossed sighing.

I heard that there are more and more bad "hunters" who always blame their lives and others these days.

Even though they are pulling out awakened ones left and right and giving them life reversals, what is the problem that they keep complaining and wasting their lives?

If ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you just sit under the tree with your mouth open, fruits won't fall.

So, I hope that you become a good "hunter" who gets up from your seat, studies for qualifications, and learns martial arts or fighting techniques in your spare time to prepare for the awakening that may or may not come.

And I hope that there are no incompetent "hunters" like those who press the awakening cancel button in their sleep.

I also think that the "hunters" who spread bad rumors are actually good "hunters".

So, everyone, keep it up.

If I hadn't pressed the cancel button back then, I wouldn't be living a life of being mocked on the internet as the head moderator.

“Haa……”

Moreover, the fact that I didn't awaken was 100% my fault, so I couldn't complain anywhere.

So one day, I was so frustrated that I wrote a post in the gallery titled "The Story of Pressing the Awakening Cancel Button" to vent a little, but I quickly realized that was a very wrong idea.

What did I write in the gallery that day?

Clearly, "Please give me one more chance."

"My world collapsed and disappeared in an instant. It's so hard, and I regret it even now. I miss it so much. What should I do?"

"Climb the Tower diligently without being a freeloader on the lower floors" and so on.

I wrote a pathetic post to the point of being pitiful, and that was the reason I became the head moderator of the Hunter Gallery.

Originally, in male society, they say that the more foolish things you do, the more amazing it is.

That's right.

I was forced to take the position of head moderator of this Hunter Gallery because I am the ultimate X god of this place.

Of course, I should have ignored it and studied for qualifications and looked for a job, but at that time, because I thought my life was ruined, such sensible methods didn't enter my mind.

And actually… doing the job of head moderator was secretly fun.

I never thought that people's interest would be so addictive.

Well, it wasn't good interest, though.

That's why awakening is a rare opportunity for life reversal, but rejecting it and being chosen by the Tower again?

It would be probabilistically easier to win the lottery 1st prize.

Because of this, I appeared in various communities and even in videos of mutube who read the community as a source of mockery as the highest output of Hun Gal.

"Really, if you give me one more chance, I can do well."

While dealing with the gallery's chaos and punishment with endless regret, wondering how many times this is, suddenly the monitor turned blue.

I didn't turn into a "patic" from the head moderator.

"What, the gallery is doing blue screen..."

At that moment, when I was about to get angry thinking the computer was mocking me too, I realized that the screen in front of me was slightly different from the error screen I knew.

"……."

It was clearly text on the blue screen, but the meaning it pointed to was completely different.

It was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that one I had seen in a dream once.

The status window that looked exactly like the one I saw back then appeared in front of me again.

At that moment, thinking it was a dream, I turned my head, but the status window followed me as is.

I realized that the monitor screen couldn't follow my field of vision, so this moment was the situation I had longed for even in my dreams.

"Yes! Please yes!"

Even though my hand trembled as if the simulations I had done countless times in my imagination were in vain, my reflex that had fought the gallery for years pressed the accept button exactly.

"Hah!"

Only then did the fact that this was real welcome me.

Overjoyed, I walked around the room once, then calmly decided on the priority of what to do now.

"First, of course, this."

No matter what, I had become a hunter who climbs the Tower starting from now.

So, what I had to do was obvious.

I am the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠highest head moderator of Hun Gal and a hunter who has been chosen by the Tower twice. I have escaped from the head moderator who you always mock and am starting my journey towards the Tower. As a hunter, I have received my mission, and you may mock me, but that doesn't change the fact that I have awakened.

I should brag about the fact that I awakened in the Hun Gal quickly.

Of course, I know that writing a post in the community to become a mockery and then writing this post looks stupid.

But where is there anything more important than this?

Originally, people who ignored me when I succeeded would want to show off that I became so great.

Right now, those who treated me as low-tier aggro will soon envy me.

I'll be envious…

Bad guys.

For a moment, I became stupid for expecting something.

But the gals' words were not wrong.

Even if I did awaken, I didn't know what abilities I had gained.

"I was too hasty. I should have climbed at least one floor and bragged. No, now it's too late."

How many years had I wasted being obsessed with the head moderator position?

Now, it was time to leave that position quietly like the others who were leaving one by one after getting jobs.

"It was just my turn."

So I called up the status window and checked the abilities I had gained from awakening.

I didn't know what kind of ability had been born, but I thought I shouldn't worry about unproductive things like the gallery anymore and be faithful to reality.

"?"

I thought my eyes were wrong, rubbed them.

I had just thought about quitting the community, but something was very wrong.

***

It was quiet.

Thinking it was a trick, I activated the skill, and a screen like an internet window appeared in the void.

It had the same appearance as the gallery I usually use, so I could quickly learn how to operate it, but there was one problem.

"None."

No matter where I looked.

Except me, there was no one in this community.

What kind of creepy rumor is this?

No matter how minor the gallery, there should be posts written in the past, but the gallery in front of me had nothing but the post I wrote.

"If there are no people, it's not a gallery!"

And how was I supposed to climb the Tower with this skill?

Was the Tower mocking me by giving me this ability because I rejected awakening once before?

It was like the Tower was saying "You do the head moderator thing for life" and I couldn't help but tremble.

So, while writing a post with 5700 characters of anger.

"Eh?"

I noticed there was another strange button next to the button that only shows recommended posts.

"……."

The name was so intuitive and violent that I was momentarily speechless.

"So."

My awakening ability is basically summoning a personal gallery that can be accessed anywhere without electronic devices and the gallery's gal who fights in the posts?

I had a terrifying imagination, but I decided to think calmly again.

'Yeah, Parallel World.'

The name of this gallery is definitely Parallel World Gallery.

So, the gal coming out from there isn't some guy who scratches his belly at lunch and does nothing but the internet like me.

It could be, but I want to believe it's not.

Since it has the name Parallel World, it must be a me from another world, but honestly, I can't believe it…

Even if it's a me from a different world with a different choice, in the end, it's still me.

A 23-year-old unemployed orphan young man Kim Namu, even if it's another version, isn't it just a Kim Namu who got a job?

Rather, if it's picking great people from other worlds, I'd bet on it.

"Why me of all people."

Even if I keep complaining, reality doesn't change, so I sighed and pressed the gal pick without expectation.

Then, an unnecessarily flashy roulette started spinning, and at some point, it stopped at a point.

"What?"

It has the same name as me, but what are the 4 letters attached in front?

Not some wuxia thing, what kind of life would allow me to get such a cool title?

With the title, a post from the Sky Sword Emperor appeared over my post, so I clicked on the Sky Sword Emperor's post in a trance.

Is this incompetent young man my other possibility?

It was absurd.

And suddenly, I got scolded by the me from another world.