Song Zhou had spent years diligently playing the professional punching bag in the transmigration-into-a-book bureau. At last, he picked a world where he could settle down and enjoy his retirement, only to receive an urgent assignment from the higher-ups.
The male lead, supporting male lead, and villain in this world would all go off the rails once they came of age, causing the worldline to collapse and the world to be destroyed.
Song Zhou let out a long sigh. All he wanted was a nice, relaxing vacation.
Since he had no choice but to do the job, Song Zhou halfheartedly went to get close to the three of them.
He deliberately chose to approach them while they were still young and more approachable, only to discover that each one was more pitiful than the last.
The male lead was on the path of blood-feud revenge. Both his parents had died in a car accident, leaving behind only their young son. His relatives had taken over his home and seized his inheritance, and now he was locked alone in a basement, burning with a high fever.
The supporting male lead was on the fake-young-master, real-young-master path. He had grown up abused by his vicious adoptive parents, and couldn't find a single clean set of clothes. Even in the middle of winter, he had to drag his sickly little body around to wash dishes and clothes and cook for them.
The villain was on the gloomy, deranged path. His mother had died when he was young, and he was terminally ill. He had to be admitted to the ICU at the drop of a hat. Ever since he was born, he had barely left his hospital room. The last time he went out was when he secretly attended the one-month celebration for his stepmother's newborn son.
Song Zhou: Strike while he's down and finish him off!
So he put on three different secret identities and approached the three of them separately.
After finally getting the three prickly little brats to lower their hostility and guard, he looked at their dependent gazes.
Song Zhou was more than satisfied. Time to leave!
He returned to the correct timeline.
But then the transmigration-into-a-book bureau informed him that he still had to complete the universally disliked character assignment.
The hapless office drone Song Zhou gritted his teeth and accepted. But when the assignment came through, he fell silent.
[Your parents took money to send you to care for a sickly young master, but you think he's too delicate and secretly bully him as his playmate.]
[You're the school bully who leads the harassment of the real young master, then shamelessly tries to cozy up to him after he's reunited with his birth family.]
[You're a talentless nobody in the entertainment industry, chasing a wealthy CEO's money and trying to climb into his bed so you can marry up.]
"..."
Song Zhou: Could you repeat the names of this sickly young master, the real young master, and the wealthy CEO?
The System repeated them in its cold, mechanical voice.
Song Zhou gave an awkward laugh.
What a coincidence. They had the same names as the three little brats he had raised.
Thinking about how many years had passed since he ran off, based on the timeline, Song Zhou nervously wondered if the little brats might have forgotten him by now.
Then reality hit him like a truck.
But the most terrifying part was when the three of them learned about one another and asked him coldly,
"He was the one you raised. Then who am I?"
Song Zhou backed away. N-no, listen to me explain...
[Blurb screenshotted on 2023.10.26]
Theme: After weathering countless storms, the light is right before you.
