A throbbing pain raided my senses as I couldn't but clutch my head tightly.

"Ugh!"

I do not know how much tears I cried for that stupidly good ending that even me, who is supposedly someone who are good at scheming behind the scene teared up in no time.

As I opened my eyes and looked around, I realised that the place where I was lying was almost falling apart. Wooden floor and wall that is hard to see at a modern land was now starting to sink within me.

"What happened to me..."

I keep looking around and when a mirror fall from the wall, I picked it up and soon began to doubt my eyes.

A youthful appearance similar to a young man around the age of a mid-high school boy was being shown towards me.

"Myce"

A character I would never forget because of the similarity of our name.

Beep!

Along with the beeping sound and the appearance of a dark purple screen, fragments of blurry memories came alive in mind.

'Mom, I will become a disk welder when I grow up!'

I could tell right away that the kid is Myce Red Rich.

'I know you would.'

In a world where magical disk become the only law, non-disk welder came at the lowest of hierarchy.

Rich's family was one pitiful family.

Born and raised by Alawi alone, Myce Red Rich would always dreamed of becoming a great disk welder despite the fact that they were hanging beyond the line of poverty.

His mother somehow saved enough money and bought him an expensive magic book. He devoted himself to studying until his eyes bled.

However, a fatal flaw was found in him.

"Doctor... you are just kidding when you say my son has Mana Accumulation Retardation, right?"

"No ma'am, your son does have a mana syndrome in his body."

To have such an extremely rare constitution that only appeared once in a thousand years, he wanted to curse the world, but he did not give up on his dream of becoming a disk master.

Even with the disadvantage of mana accumulation, he could freely use just one technique, and that was the 'Teleportation'.

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"Ugh, uh... !"

A throbbing pain raided up and only then did I woken up.

It was easy to understand the situation properly, as I have gone back and forth in rereading this fantasy. I breathed air into my lungs and raised my upper body, at that moment, a message hovered in the air, barring my vision.

[Welcome to 'MY' Fairytale]

I expected much but it still existe me this much!

My body is quivering at the thought of facing an adventurous life, but before that, I shouldn't shrugged that Myce Red Rich carry the flathcoloured in red.

[Please avoid the mercenaries pursue]

The novel work 'Fairytale' run with a myriad of characters, most of them started to appear at the entrance ceremony of Bloom Academy but in Myce case, he appears just to introduce the story.

He was the sole reason why 'Fairytale' are brought up to life, that is why his role was hidden from the start and only brought out when the world has been consumed by darkness.

"Its time"

I already knew what comes next, so I had no choice but to get up.

I was wearing an old and worn out commoner's outfit with a twist of fantasy vibe. A dagger was tied to my belt for self-defence along with a bottle of water.

In the waist pocket, there were biscuits and miscellaneous items such as a few pennies and a certificate of admission to Bloom Academy.

"Now this is a real life character."

I hurriedly stroked and pinched myself, just so reality won't fool me. The pain are real, making me aware that this is no dream.

In the first place, I already accepted this reality, that the chilling life this life will let me to experience actually suit me.

'At least in this world, I can be who I am... realy!'

Since most of the other characters were from aristocratic families, they had quite generous in bringing things along with them.

However, because Myce Red Rich came from a poor commoner family, he started with nothing.

Such a disadvantage was a good thing for me who dream of adventure, cause' if I had started in an aristocratic houshousehold, I wouldn't be able to pull my introverted personality.

but in reality, I do dream of being surrounded by many.

"I need to act accordingly. After all, the ending of this story will flow within me."

Even if we say this is an otome-game with multiple-ending. I can't be laying idly.

Damn it.

I put that matter aside and quickly grasp the situation that was right in front of me. I was in a hut and the surrounding are scorchingly hot.

'As far as I know, they would be here any minute now.'

Those thoughts fell, and soon enough I could hear the sound of footsteps from far away.

"Keep hidding little rat, you think we won't be able to find you with how little you step to run?"

"There is a hut over there!"

"Go and search!"

'Shit, I'm fuck!'

I could only swear as I bent down and hid under the half-broken board, to not get caught right away. But I knew it would onlitbe a matter of time before I was found, so I better analyze them before they do it first.

I look through a hole—an armour made of steel or something unknown and weapons with mysterious magic runes on them.

In this world, those weapons were something only street mercenaries who were at the bottom in terms of combat power would use.

However, the only combat experience I had in life was being a reader who scheme behind. If I add the experince from running and hiding in elementary school then my chance of surviving might be half.

However, with the magic weapon they carry on them, my demise was already set in stone.

'How should I confront them...'

[You can use the technique ' Teleportation'.]

The moment I recall those familiar words, a message hovered before my eyes.

[Teleportation]

[Range: 9m]

Is the only hope for me to avoid them was to use 'Teleportation'?

'Shit!'

I gritted my teeth, got up from my place, opened the door of the hut, and ran out.