Chapter 11
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Chapter 11:
Chapter 11
I continued to walk along the corridor of the Hall of Fame with the old man.
On both sides, the stories displayed in the Hall of Fame passed by like a panorama.
Each story contained a different life.
The story of a hero who defeated a great evil.
The story of a revolutionary who fought against injustice and changed the world.
The story of a dreamer who never gave up on his dream even after losing everything.
All the stories here had a passion that made the viewers’ hearts burn.
“This is the end.”
The corridor that seemed endless came to a halt.
Inside the last glass wall, there was nothing.
It felt very empty, considering how the previous halls were filled with intense energy.
“Is this the last one?”
“Yes. This is where the Hall of Fame stories end.”
I looked at the year written below the hall.
The last Hall of Fame was 30 years ago.
There were at least two or three every year in the beginning, but as time went on, the frequency decreased and eventually stopped.
For 30 years, until now.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“Because I hoped someone would remember this place.”
The stories that were once brilliant were now buried deep in a warehouse, without anyone knowing them.
The old man said he was sorry for that.
“I can’t live forever. And when I disappear from this world someday, I was sad that no one would know this place. So I brought you here. You’re the only guest who came to this shabby and old space.”
“I see.”
“Do you see? The Hall of Fame that was once the envy of all tellers is now cut off from its source.”
I nodded as I looked at the empty hall.
“Now tellers don’t think about the Hall of Fame. They just try to earn more points, always repeating the same stories. The times have changed. The old stories that used to warm our hearts are now outdated and childish. I’ve retired from this business, but I can’t stand it.”
‘Of course,’ he continued.
“If this is an inevitable change of times, then there’s nothing we can do about it. But I believe. These stories of the past should not be cut off yet. Someday, there will be a time when we need these stories again.”
That’s why he brought me here and showed me this place.
I looked at the empty glass wall and suddenly thought.
If Choi Do-yoon had survived after I died and overcome his trials, would he have been in this Hall of Fame?
Maybe he would have.
He was a chosen protagonist, and he had a knack for surprising everyone.
If he had stayed alive, it would have been possible for him to adorn this glorious place.
This place was for protagonists.
As I thought of Choi Doyoon, I naturally compared myself and him in the past.
And the more I did, the more I felt that I was nothing back then.
But.
‘It’s different now.’
This place was a honorable space where only glorious stories were displayed.
Only chosen protagonists could come here.
‘I got ambitious.’
‘Well, she’s doing as I told her.’
Considering our first meeting, I raised my evaluation of her a little.
“Huh?”
Kang Hye-rim, who was swinging her sword continuously, seemed to notice me belatedly and looked at me with surprise.
“Uh, when did you come?”
“A little while ago.”
“You should have said something.”
“I didn’t want to interrupt you since you were so focused.”
“Heh, hehe. Really?”
Kang Hyerim blushed slightly and smiled shyly.
I wondered what part of my words made her react like that, when a system window that only I could see popped up in front of me.
[Mission-Official Employee of Story Room]
You have finished all your tasks as a new employee and decided on your career path. But all these processes were just a stepping stone for the start, and your real life as a teller begins now.
As an employee of Story Room, your future path will be tough. Gather what you need for your journey ahead and create your own story.
Objective: Open a library.
Success: Personal library acquisition.
Failure: None.
Time limit: None.
The new mission was to open a library.
There was no time limit or penalty for failure.
It was inevitable, because a library was essential to gather spirits and show them stories.
But.
‘I also need to name the library. Is this it?’
Just like a work had a title, a library that showed stories needed a name.
I wondered how to name it.
‘Should I refer to other tellers’ libraries?’
I clicked on the library list button and checked the library lists.
[SSS-Class Story Collector]
[I Alone Have Infinite Fates]
[Collector with 999999999 Combat Power]
[The First Son of a Chaebol Family is a Collector]
[Collector Who Doesn’t Hide His Power is Too Strong]
[Unprecedented Fates Keep Happening!]
[I Became a Collector with Cheat-Level Skills but I Have a Pet and I’m Also Popular with Girls and I Don’t Know What to Do]
‘This is crazy.’
As I saw all kinds of bizarre titles, I felt dizzy.
The names of the libraries were only visible to the spirits, so I didn’t have that knowledge when I was human in the past. So this was the first time I saw them, but what the hell was this?
‘Well, I kind of get it.’
I understood that they wanted to attract the attention of the spirits with provocative names.
After all, they had to get the spirits in first before they could do anything else.
It would be hard to get the interest of the spirits with bland and ordinary library names.
But if everyone did this, it would be no different from a competition of absurdity.
‘What should I do?’
I closed my eyes slightly and thought about the name of my library.
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Chapter 11:
Chapter 11
I continued to walk along the corridor of the Hall of Fame with the old man.
On both sides, the stories displayed in the Hall of Fame passed by like a panorama.
Each story contained a different life.
The story of a hero who defeated a great evil.
The story of a revolutionary who fought against injustice and changed the world.
The story of a dreamer who never gave up on his dream even after losing everything.
All the stories here had a passion that made the viewers’ hearts burn.
“This is the end.”
The corridor that seemed endless came to a halt.
Inside the last glass wall, there was nothing.
It felt very empty, considering how the previous halls were filled with intense energy.
“Is this the last one?”
“Yes. This is where the Hall of Fame stories end.”
I looked at the year written below the hall.
The last Hall of Fame was 30 years ago.
There were at least two or three every year in the beginning, but as time went on, the frequency decreased and eventually stopped.
For 30 years, until now.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“Because I hoped someone would remember this place.”
The stories that were once brilliant were now buried deep in a warehouse, without anyone knowing them.
The old man said he was sorry for that.
“I can’t live forever. And when I disappear from this world someday, I was sad that no one would know this place. So I brought you here. You’re the only guest who came to this shabby and old space.”
“I see.”
“Do you see? The Hall of Fame that was once the envy of all tellers is now cut off from its source.”
I nodded as I looked at the empty hall.
“Now tellers don’t think about the Hall of Fame. They just try to earn more points, always repeating the same stories. The times have changed. The old stories that used to warm our hearts are now outdated and childish. I’ve retired from this business, but I can’t stand it.”
‘Of course,’ he continued.
“If this is an inevitable change of times, then there’s nothing we can do about it. But I believe. These stories of the past should not be cut off yet. Someday, there will be a time when we need these stories again.”
That’s why he brought me here and showed me this place.
I looked at the empty glass wall and suddenly thought.
If Choi Do-yoon had survived after I died and overcome his trials, would he have been in this Hall of Fame?
Maybe he would have.
He was a chosen protagonist, and he had a knack for surprising everyone.
If he had stayed alive, it would have been possible for him to adorn this glorious place.
This place was for protagonists.
As I thought of Choi Doyoon, I naturally compared myself and him in the past.
And the more I did, the more I felt that I was nothing back then.
But.
‘It’s different now.’
This place was a honorable space where only glorious stories were displayed.
Only chosen protagonists could come here.
‘I got ambitious.’
‘Well, she’s doing as I told her.’
Considering our first meeting, I raised my evaluation of her a little.
“Huh?”
Kang Hye-rim, who was swinging her sword continuously, seemed to notice me belatedly and looked at me with surprise.
“Uh, when did you come?”
“A little while ago.”
“You should have said something.”
“I didn’t want to interrupt you since you were so focused.”
“Heh, hehe. Really?”
Kang Hyerim blushed slightly and smiled shyly.
I wondered what part of my words made her react like that, when a system window that only I could see popped up in front of me.
[Mission-Official Employee of Story Room]
You have finished all your tasks as a new employee and decided on your career path. But all these processes were just a stepping stone for the start, and your real life as a teller begins now.
As an employee of Story Room, your future path will be tough. Gather what you need for your journey ahead and create your own story.
Objective: Open a library.
Success: Personal library acquisition.
Failure: None.
Time limit: None.
The new mission was to open a library.
There was no time limit or penalty for failure.
It was inevitable, because a library was essential to gather spirits and show them stories.
But.
‘I also need to name the library. Is this it?’
Just like a work had a title, a library that showed stories needed a name.
I wondered how to name it.
‘Should I refer to other tellers’ libraries?’
I clicked on the library list button and checked the library lists.
[SSS-Class Story Collector]
[I Alone Have Infinite Fates]
[Collector with 999999999 Combat Power]
[The First Son of a Chaebol Family is a Collector]
[Collector Who Doesn’t Hide His Power is Too Strong]
[Unprecedented Fates Keep Happening!]
[I Became a Collector with Cheat-Level Skills but I Have a Pet and I’m Also Popular with Girls and I Don’t Know What to Do]
‘This is crazy.’
As I saw all kinds of bizarre titles, I felt dizzy.
The names of the libraries were only visible to the spirits, so I didn’t have that knowledge when I was human in the past. So this was the first time I saw them, but what the hell was this?
‘Well, I kind of get it.’
I understood that they wanted to attract the attention of the spirits with provocative names.
After all, they had to get the spirits in first before they could do anything else.
It would be hard to get the interest of the spirits with bland and ordinary library names.
But if everyone did this, it would be no different from a competition of absurdity.
‘What should I do?’
I closed my eyes slightly and thought about the name of my library.
Chapter 11:Chapter 11I continued to walk along the corridor of the Hall of Fame with the old man. On both sides, the stories displayed in the Hall of Fame passed by like a panorama.Each story contained a different life.The story of a hero who defeated a great evil.The story of a revolutionary who fought against injustice and changed the world.The story of a dreamer who never gave up on his dream even after losing everything.All the stories here had a passion that made the viewers' hearts burn.This is the end.The corridor that seemed endless came to a halt. Inside the last glass wall, there was nothing.It felt very empty, considering how the previous halls were filled with intense energy.Is this the last one?Yes. This is where the Hall of Fame stories end.I looked at the year written below the hall.The last Hall of Fame was 30 years ago.There were at least two or three every year in the beginning, but as time went on, the frequency decreased and eventually stopped.For 30 years, until now.Why did you bring me here?Because I hoped someone would remember this place.The stories that were once brilliant were now buried deep in a warehouse, without anyone knowing them. The old man said he was sorry for that.I can't live forever. And when I disappear from this world someday, I was sad that no one would know this place. So I brought you here. You're the only guest who came to this shabby and old space.I see.Do you see? The Hall of Fame that was once the envy of all tellers is now cut off from its source.I nodded as I looked at the empty hall.Now tellers don't think about the Hall of Fame. They just try to earn more points, always repeating the same stories. The times have changed. The old stories that used to warm our hearts are now outdated and childish. I've retired from this business, but I can't stand it.Of course,' he continued.If this is an inevitable change of times, then there's nothing we can do about it. But I believe. These stories of the past should not be cut off yet. Someday, there will be a time when we need these stories again.That's why he brought me here and showed me this place.I looked at the empty glass wall and suddenly thought.If Choi Do-yoon had survived after I died and overcome his trials, would he have been in this Hall of Fame?Maybe he would have. He was a chosen protagonist, and he had a knack for surprising everyone. If he had stayed alive, it would have been possible for him to adorn this glorious place.This place was for protagonists.As I thought of Choi Doyoon, I naturally compared myself and him in the past. And the more I did, the more I felt that I was nothing back then.But.It's different now.'This place was a honorable space where only glorious stories were displayed.Only chosen protagonists could come here.I got ambitious.'Well, she's doing as I told her.'Considering our first meeting, I raised my evaluation of her a little.Huh?Kang Hye-rim, who was swinging her sword continuously, seemed to notice me belatedly and looked at me with surprise.Uh, when did you come?A little while ago.You should have said something.I didn't want to interrupt you since you were so focused.Heh, hehe. Really?Kang Hyerim blushed slightly and smiled shyly. I wondered what part of my words made her react like that, when a system window that only I could see popped up in front of me.Mission-Official Employee of Story RoomYou have finished all your tasks as a new employee and decided on your career path. But all these processes were just a stepping stone for the start, and your real life as a teller begins now.As an employee of Story Room, your future path will be tough. Gather what you need for your journey ahead and create your own story.Objective: Open a library.Success: Personal library acquisition.Failure: None.Time limit: None.The new mission was to open a library. There was no time limit or penalty for failure. It was inevitable, because a library was essential to gather spirits and show them stories.But.I also need to name the library. Is this it?'Just like a work had a title, a library that showed stories needed a name. I wondered how to name it.Should I refer to other tellers' libraries?'I clicked on the library list button and checked the library lists.SSS-Class Story CollectorI Alone Have Infinite FatesCollector with 999999999 Combat PowerThe First Son of a Chaebol Family is a CollectorCollector Who Doesn't Hide His Power is Too StrongUnprecedented Fates Keep Happening!I Became a Collector with Cheat-Level Skills but I Have a Pet and I'm Also Popular with Girls and I Don't Know What to DoThis is crazy.'As I saw all kinds of bizarre titles, I felt dizzy.The names of the libraries were only visible to the spirits, so I didn't have that knowledge when I was human in the past. So this was the first time I saw them, but what the hell was this?Well, I kind of get it.'I understood that they wanted to attract the attention of the spirits with provocative names. After all, they had to get the spirits in first before they could do anything else. It would be hard to get the interest of the spirits with bland and ordinary library names.But if everyone did this, it would be no different from a competition of absurdity.What should I do?'I closed my eyes slightly and thought about the name of my library.
