I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 92

Chapter 92
You’ve Been Captured by Allies

“Waaaah!”

The loud cry jolted me awake.

‘This is…’

I looked down at the chaotic room with a translucent body. I instinctively recognized it as a scene from the past.

“Waaaah!”

I saw myself crying loudly in a crib in the corner of the living room. The house was a mess. Clothes were strewn across the living room sofa, and black smoke was billowing from the kitchen connected to the living room.

“Oh no! Baby!”

Late, my mom came running from the kitchen.

“Ack!”

Thud!

She tripped over the clothes scattered on the floor and tumbled to the ground, rubbing the back of her head with a silly smile.

“Waaaah!”

In the meantime, baby me continued crying.

‘I was in total panic back then.’

I could smell something burning, hear my mom’s occasional screams, the sound of a drill, and some unknown noise like “Kweeeek” (which came from my mom’s cooking).

‘It was hard to adjust at first, but now it’s a fond memory.’

For someone who had lived in a normal world, the gag world was completely alien. It felt like a world inhabited only by madmen.

Now I can talk about it casually, but I struggled through it until middle school, even wanting to die at times. But the gag world was a place where you couldn’t die at will.

To survive, I had to accept the bizarre world.

‘If I had accepted it earlier, it would have been easier.’

Once I decided to accept it, everything became normal as if by magic. To be precise, I accepted everything as a matter of course.

People’s lives being used like toys, horrific events occurring frequently.

Of course, unlike the original Gag Residents, I lived aware of the gag world’s ‘oddities.’ Without that awareness, I wouldn’t have been able to adapt to the dark fantasy world.

‘But why am I dreaming this?’

As I watched myself crying, a song started playing from somewhere.

Jjang ~ Jjajjang~ Jjajjajjang ~

The sound, mimicking a guitar, grew louder. My gaze turned toward where the sound was coming from.

Jjakang ~ Jjakangjjakangjjajjang!

The sound came from the TV on the living room wall. On its white screen, a silhouette no bigger than a finger danced. It looked like a person filmed from a great distance.

‘Huh? It’s getting bigger?’

The silhouette, which was as small as a pinky finger, began to get closer. As it did, the song grew louder.

‘Wait a minute, that…!’

As the silhouette got close enough to make out the face, I understood why I was having this dream.

Jjakang ~ Jjagyakang!

T h i s w as c o p i e d fr o m k in g m tl . o r g
The figure wore a maid outfit that you’d see in a maid café, with perky cat ears and tail, and gloves resembling cat paws. It moved as if it were a cat, punching the air with a clenched fist.

If the god of the gag world showed up, nothing happening around would be surprising.

Jjajjajjang! Jjajjjajjang!

The god of the gag world grew larger on the screen. Predictably, he stepped out of the screen and into the living room, striking a peculiar dance pose.

“Ah! It’s burning!”

Despite the gag world god’s antics, Mom ran into the kitchen, which was in chaos.

“Hmph, I have arrived.”
T h i s was co pi e d f r o m k i ng m t l . o rg

After the dance performance ended, the god of the gag world flipped back his black hair and mimicked some strange lady.

“Ooh…”

Baby me stopped crying at the sudden appearance of the god. The god of the gag world approached my crib and looked down at me.

“Hmph, hmph. So this is how you’re born.”

The god tried to imitate a cool voice while looking down at me. Watching from the air, I wanted to shout at him.

‘I don’t remember this at all!’

Memories can distort with age, but there’s no way I’d forget the appearance of a god.

T h is w a s copi ed f r o m ki ng m t l .o r g
“I like you, so I’ll make a contract with you.”

With a chuckle, he showed me the back of his hand, which bore a geometric magic circle that looked like a one-time tattoo sticker.

‘Isn’t that a line from ‘Contractor of the Girl’?’
T h i s wa s c opi e d f rom ki n g m t l .or g

Seeing a deity quoting famous anime lines to a newborn made me involuntarily sneer.

‘What are you planning to do with an infant reincarnator?’

As I thought that,

Splat.

The palm he held out split open.

Splat! Gush!

Blood poured out and naturally flowed into baby me’s mouth.

‘What are you doing to a baby?!’

I wanted to shout at the god committing this absurd act, but as an observer, I couldn’t convey anything.

“Cough!”

As baby me coughed and cried from the sudden influx of blood, the god made a perplexed face. He had a face I wanted to hit ten times.

“Hmm, ahem. I shall bestow mercy upon you!”

The god spouted another familiar line and snapped his fingers. A baby bottle appeared in the air. He filled it with his blood and gave it to baby me.

Suckle, suckle!

I don’t know what it tasted like, but baby me started sucking the blood with a dazed look.

“Hohoho! Our contract is complete!”

Seeing the god laughing in such a nonsensical way made me want to smack his forehead.

‘What did you feed me? No, more importantly, how could you feed that to a baby…’

“Of course, it’s fine ~”

Gasp. Before I could finish my thought, the god’s gaze locked onto me.

“Now wake up, meow!”

As soon as I heard those words, my vision stretched like taffy. Before long, everything turned black.

***

“Ah…”

I opened my eyes to see a familiar ceiling. It was my windowless room where I had stayed for three years.

‘I had a strange dream… Like the god feeding me his blood like some pervert.’

I couldn’t tell if it was a typical nightmare from the gag world, a good dream because I drank the god’s blood, or a bad dream because a god appeared.

‘It’s just a silly dream.’

Thinking that, I sat up. No one was in the room.

‘How long was I asleep?’

As I moved to the side,

Clank.

“…?”

I heard an odd metallic sound. It came from under the blanket. Lifting the blanket, I saw shackles around my ankles.

“What..? Am I captured by the enemy?”

But this was clearly my room, and I was lying on a soft bed. Just as countless thoughts filled my mind,

Bang!

The door burst open with a loud noise. Startled, I turned to see Noah, her face pale.

“L-Lian…”
This w a s c o p i ed f r o m k ing m tl . o r g

Noah called my name in a broken voice and rushed toward me. She didn’t slow down as she got close and hugged me tightly.

Thud!

“Oof!”

“Lian, Lian…”

Normally, when a same-gender friend rushes at me like this, I’d push them away instinctively, but strangely, I couldn’t do that with Noah. Maybe it’s because of her off-the-charts appearance? Or is it the ingrained psyche of a commoner?

For some reason, my body froze instinctively.

“Oppa!”
Th is w a s c o pi e d fr om k i n gmt l . or g

“Master!”

While I was lost in thought, others began to appear.

“I’m glad everyone is safe…”

Muttering in relief, I felt Noah’s arms tighten around my shoulders.

Grind.

‘Huh..? Did I just hear grinding teeth?’

Before I could ponder it further, my shoulders were pushed back. Noah’s eyes were red, and her brow furrowed deeply.

***

“You…! Do you know how terrible you looked when you collapsed? You almost died! You had a hole in your stomach, bleeding profusely as you were dying!”

Noah’s voice, mixed with sobs, was filled with resentment, anger, guilt, and worry.

“You almost died! Shouldn’t you at least ask if your body is okay?”

When Noah found Lian, he had passed out for some specific reason, causing the cursed sword to unsummon itself. This exposed the wounds his clothes had covered, and blood poured out.

When Noah hugged him, the ground was already soaked with blood. Even plugging the wound with her hands couldn’t stop the blood.

“No, no…”

Her lips, blue as if thrown into a snowy mountain, trembled as she pressed her hands against the wound, but the blood wouldn’t stop. She tried using her and Lian’s clothes to bandage the wound, but the bleeding was too profuse; the clothes just turned red.

T hi s w a s co p ie d fr o m kin gm tl . or g
Holding onto Lian, trembling, Noah began to make her way back to the base, clinging to the hope that Lian’s breath hadn’t fully stopped.
Thi s was c opi e d f r o m ki ng m t l. o rg

Walking the path paved with Lian’s blood, Noah’s breath grew ragged.

Like a fish forcibly dragged onto land, she felt as if she could stop breathing any moment. Her vision turned yellow and swayed. The smell of blood numbed her nose, and there was a sweet taste at the back of her throat.

Compared to the weights she usually trained with, Lian was light as a feather, yet it felt as if she were carrying a mountain.

A human can’t survive after losing this much blood.

The common sense etched in her mind told her that the end of this path was nothing but despair.

Noah’s memory after reaching the base was vague. The smell of blood, screams, and cries.

Amidst the haziness, she heard only Lian’s faint breathing.

He’s going to die. You know it.

Th i s w a s c op i e d f r o m k ing mtl . o rg
As the setting sun and darkness gradually swallowed Noah, those words echoed in her mind. But a miracle happened. Thanks to magical tools and potions, Lian’s wounds healed quickly, and his breathing stabilized.

Yet no one felt relieved.

What if he suddenly dies today? What if he suddenly stops breathing tomorrow?

Everyone who cared for him, including Noah, stayed awake through the night, eyes open. Three days passed before Lian finally opened his eyes.
T h is was c opi e d fr o m ki n g m t l. o r g

As soon as the magical tools set up in the room activated, Noah dashed to Lian’s room. Seeing Lian sitting up and looking at her, tears welled up.

“I’m glad everyone is safe…”

Those words, the first Lian spoke upon waking, were enough to make Noah furious.

End of Chapter.