Constellation of the Reverse World 1

Constellation of the Reverse World 1

Chapter 1 – Episode 1: Closed Room

Yellow stains on the damp cement ceiling. An old, flickering light bulb that has reached the end of its lifespan.
An old blanket that was torn down because it was not properly maintained, let alone washed, and a bed made of scrap materials that lacked softness.
It was hard to stretch out my feet properly, but it was safe, that place was my world.

“It’s such a fucking dream.”

Not such a cozy place.

I looked down and saw a soft mattress.
It must have been washed well, not a damp feeling mixed with the smell of mildew, but with a soft microfiber blanket well covered.

The cotton pillow is well maintained and is in a state of being fluffy.
The floor, wallpaper, and ceiling are decorated with a clean black and white modern design without any stains.
A bright white light was illuminating the room.
And a large TV on the wall of the room, the latest game console, computer, and a small refrigerator-

The traces of civilization that I thought I would never see again after a nuclear war.

Hope for something you can’t have is a terrible thing, so why am I dreaming of such a dream?
I curled up helplessly in bed, desperately wishing that I would not even remember this situation when I woke up.

Until I was forced to wake up hungry.

I thought I would wake up from the dream, but this unaccustomed hunger disturbs me.
This horrible sensation that made my stomach quiver and my insides ache.
Normally, I would have opened one of the canned food I raked up from outside.
I do not wake up from my dream, so I have no choice but to head for the small refrigerator.

“Fuck, that’s fucking detailed.”

Even if I mumble to myself with no one to answer, I don’t wake up from my dream.
No, is this a dream?
Maybe I’m also affected by radiation and slowly transforming into a mutant, and it’s the last thing I see in my life.

I took out a clean, cool can of Coke and frozen fried rice.
Looking closely, in the corner of the room opposite the huge TV, there was a small microwave oven and a trash can to throw away dirt.

Food that tastes good after 10 years.

When you open the can, a sweet smell wafts up with a refreshing sound.
Not wanting to miss even a single bubble, I hurriedly put my mouth on the can, and the carbonic acid that makes the tip of my nose tingle intensely stimulates my throat.

Because of the sweet taste that had already reached the tip of my tongue, I emptied the refrigerator as it was, forgetting about dreams or anything.
From soda to fruit juice, frozen fried rice and frozen chicken and spaghetti varieties.
I ate it like this and stuffed it into my mouth so much that I wondered if my stomach would explode.

The oily vegetables and grains of rice that are crushed between your teeth, and the cold and sweet carbonation that goes down your throat.
Decades after the nuclear war broke out and mankind perished, I thought that there would be no healthy food.
I desperately hoped that I would not wake up from this dream because of the stimulation of this cold carbonation and hot oil.

Until one day you wake up.

When I woke up, the bed and food were still not gone.
Instead of rusty and worn-out concrete, neatly maintained wallpapers are shining pure white under the light of the electric lights.
Rather, all the food remnants spilled from the ravenous eating had disappeared, leaving the room as tidy as the first.

“What kind of situation is this… “

I tried talking to myself in a cracked voice, but no one answered.
So, about 15 years ago.

It’s because it’s about that kind of community life, being massacred and locked up in an underground room alone.

I felt like I had fallen asleep because I was full, but nothing changed even though I stretched my stiff back and scanned the walls of the room.
A situation where the TV and computer, lights and white wallpaper, refrigerator and bed are all waiting for me.

No, if there is anything that has changed, is it that the screens of the large TVs and computers hanging on the walls are flickering?

No matter how much I talk to myself, no answer comes back.
Knowing that one point all too well, I approached the flickering screen.

Goosebumps run down the back of his neck as he hears the hum of the machine.
If you hear mechanical sounds in a destroyed world, it means that it’s not a good thing.
I’ve heard that there is a generator in the giant shelter far away, but I’ve never been there.

Both the TV and the computer monitor flicker a white screen at the same rate.
After seeing that figure, I slowly approached, and a letter appeared on the screen and spoke to me.

[Hello, Last Survivor]

“Who are you?”

[I am the guide]

“Guide? Do you mean to tell me where this place is?”

For the first time in a long time, I asked back in amazement, forgetting that my voice was cracking and my throat was tingling at the humane exchange.
If this is someone’s prank, they’ll laugh at me as I wait anxiously for an answer on the TV screen.
If there was a camera in a doomed world where even canned food wasn’t fine.

In fact, with just a can of cold soda, I was ready to forgive the man who kidnapped me and brought me here.
In a world where gang fights break out and people die with just one rotten canned food full of gas.
A fresh, cold soda is literally worth more than your life.

[Yes, please pay attention to the screen]

A map appears on the white screen with a short beeping noise.
As if taken from a satellite, the screen showing the blue earth pierces through the clouds and gradually descends.
Unpolluted green forests, deep blue seas and pure white snow, raindrops that do not melt people’s skin and deserts that do not poison all living things.

One thing is certain: the shape of the land was not Earth’s.
No matter how much time has passed, it is too different from the rough shape of the world map.

At least the Earth’s continents are not donut-shaped.

There were quite a few small islands, but for some reason the continent was shaped like a donut.
There is a large lake like the sea in the center of the inland, and the round land looks like it is wrapped around the lake.
Even the screen rotates a bit to reveal that it is not a round planet but a flat land.

“This is where I am?”

After the nuclear war, I even saw humans transform into monsters due to radiation, but I never imagined that the place where I woke up was a different world and a flat planet.

[This is a garden for everything that hasn’t bloomed yet]

“It’s too abstract, can you elaborate a bit more?”

I never thought it would be so much fun to have a conversation with an intelligent being.
It’s a trivial conversation, but for some reason, the corners of my mouth go up.
It’s been a while since I’ve smiled, so my cheek muscles are shaking.

[This is a literal story]
[The inhabitants of this world, those on the other side of the screen, are talented geniuses who passed away before they bloomed.]
[And those on this side, on the contrary, have no special talent, but are the last survivors who survived to the end]

“So, you mean there are quite a few people like me?”

[There are many beings, not people]
[Because this is a garden for all possibilities]
[What you will do next is very simple]

The beep sounded again, and this time the computer monitor next to the TV was updated with a list full of text.
I awkwardly sit on the chair in front of the desk and gently roll the mouse.
The feel of the smooth plastic felt at the tip of the finger is very awkward.

– Incarnation Option [0pt]
– Weapon Summon Ticket [0pt]
-Rye Bread [1pt]
– Milk 500mL [1pt]

Countless lists sorted by price.
There were only two freebies, and below that, there were a lot of miscellaneous things.
If you go down there, there are various things other than food that you can’t understand.
From simple and clear names like the leap of power to things that are abstract and incomprehensible like the shadow of the moonlight.

[It is to grow those who have not yet bloomed]

“So… You’re asking me to use this TV screen and computer to pick out someone over there to help? Like raising a game character?”

If you scroll down the list, it was easy to understand that you received points for strange things such as a 1.5x EXP coupon.

People who had talent but didn’t survive and didn’t realize their potential, and people who didn’t have talent but survived anyway.
It seems that they want the long survival of the talented souls who didn’t survive by attaching those who survived.

Survival mentor, should we see it as the same thing?

At the same time, on the screen, a bizarre space is distorted, and a grotesque monster crawls out of it.
When a fleshy monster emerges from the haze of the air and crashes into a car, people jump over the rooftop from beyond the building and rush into it.
Women charging with swords and spears, men holding staffs and casting spells, women carrying strange shields to evacuate civilians.
People of all ages and genders defeat the monsters as they are accustomed to.

There, I felt a little strange.

“Hey, do talents differ depending on gender?”

[Can’t understand the exact meaning of the question]

“No, because women are doing all the hard work… Are women incapable of using magic?”

More than 90% of the people rushing forward with cold weapons instead of guns were women.
On the contrary, more than 80% of the people who supported or evacuated people from the rear with canes were men.
Even if you think that it’s a fantasy world because you’ve moved to a dimension and you don’t use guns and bombs, that’s obviously strange.

It is the same even if you rotate the screen a little in the field of battle.
Atop the rubble of a collapsed building, shabby women in loose-fitting t-shirts carry out demolition.
A well-dressed man holding a microphone is conducting a news interview on the electronic display board of the building next door.

[This question is hard to understand]
[Most of the beings gathered in the garden have developed a female-centered civilization based on matrilineal societies]
[Therefore, the world on the screen is developed according to their social conventions]
[Is there anything strange about it?]

“No, it’s nothing…”

A female-centered civilization developed on the basis of a matrilineal society.
I’m guessing you’ve heard that matrilineal societies were the same in our world when we were primitive, don’t we?
Men do the hunting, women take charge of the gathering, and men do the hard work… Is this world different?

Hey, it’s the aliens who transport the last survivors of the destroyed world and lock them in a doorless room like this.
Is it a big deal that the roles of men and women have changed? There could be a jellyfish-like alien with dozens of tentacles beyond the voice.

[Monthly, basic points will be paid out]
[The amount of points paid will increase as much as the potential of those you have grown]
[If you want a rich and luxurious life, please do your best]

After that phrase, the crackling letters disappeared.
All that remains is a screen that shows people clearing the monster’s corpse and citizens coming out of the shelter.

…First of all, I want to drink a drink and get some more sleep. This is the first time I’ve slept comfortably without being threatened by anyone.

Constellation of the Reverse World

Constellation of the Reverse World

역전세계의 성좌님
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
At most, it was stuck in the corner of the underground shelter and only had a silk rope attached, but it became a constellation because it was alive until the end.

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