Blurb 1:
In a world where magic decides everything, I, Jin Wo, a human whose very name sounds strange, struggle to survive using the only "magic" I'm good at: sleight of hand.
A bizarre dream: on a stone platform, a chained dragon kisses her.
Even stranger, a dream of becoming a dragon takes root and grows wildly in her empty memories.
Was this dream with her from birth?
Who cares?
With this dream in her heart, Jin Wo sets off on a thorny road to the central city.
Everyone thinks she's going there to slay a dragon. Only she knows she's going there to become one.
While the geniuses of the magical world chant magnificent spells and summon magic...
Jin Wo opens her empty hands.
Judges and spectators hold their breath, waiting for her to reveal the legendary power that touches the very essence of life.
"Watch closely," she murmurs, her fingertips brushing the air. "Life is flowing."
The next second, a lively little beetle miraculously appears in her palm!
On the judges' panel, a sharp-eyed archmage jumps to his feet and points at Jin Wo's trembling sleeve. "Wait! The bug pouch in her sleeve is showing! That's not magic at all!!"
Everyone: ? How dare this fraud pull a trick in the holy temple of magic!
Jin Wo calmly puts the bug away, ignoring the uproar.
So what if it's a magic trick?
The tricks she uses to survive are only the beginning.
After all, who would have guessed that a disposable character who survives by scamming people out of bread dreams of burning the whole script and becoming the least scientific dragon in the story?
Blurb 2:
Jin Wo is the only human in a magical world, a person who should not exist.
Her very existence is a paradox. In the original story, she's a nameless disposable character who vanishes into dust after unlocking the dragon's chains. "Go" is her entire line.
And yet those women saw her.
When the first fan art was created in the real world, her body healed, and for the first time she saw her own face.
When the first fanfiction was written in the real world, memories suddenly appeared in her mind, and she found something she wanted to do.
A piece of fan art gave her a face and scars.
A fanfiction gave her an origin and a dream.
An invisible umbilical cord bound her to them.
Was that all?
Giving her existence also gave her pain. Giving her an origin also gave her a fate. Giving her a name also gave her shackles. Giving her a dream also gave her a debt. Giving her love also gave her hate.
They awakened her spirit, but she could never leave the world of the original story.
The price of awakening is pain, and protecting yourself takes unceasing courage.
The essence of awakening isn't the exhilaration of liberation, but the beginning of growing pains.
The pain of the spirit proves that it exists. But...
"Mothers, I never needed to exist. I never needed to protect this precious heart. Isn't that right?"
"Go." "Go." "Go."
I ask you, the ones beyond the pages:
Theme: Free will
