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[Welcome Z-Streamer H48VW3. Your Stats have been evaluated and your rank is... E] 'The day I heard this, I had thought those words were the symphony of my death sentence. But when I looked up my System, I discovered that entering the Tower was not my end, but only the beginning.' [Name: Mee Min-ho, Rank: E] [Affinities, Equipment] [Inventory, Shop] [Coins: 0] [Developer Options] 'Developer options?' Min-ho stood shocked, wondering what this strange option was on his System menu. *** No one remembers when the Z-Tower appeared. One day, it tore the sky open — a spire of stone and lightning, challenging the gods themselves. Its purpose is a mystery. But to the world, it’s legend. Salvation for the desperate. A graveyard for the greedy. Every three years, the Tower opens. And every three years, the bold — Z-Streamers — step inside. They fight monsters, traps, and each other, risking their lives for views, glory, and unimaginable fortune. Most never return. Min-ho didn’t want glory. He wanted peace. But with debts crushing him, and a sister struggling for her life in a hospital bed, he had no choice but to enter the Tower’s deadly games. Fate handed him one chance: a broken System. A glitch that lets him steal the Sponsored Gifts of other Z-Streamers. Armed with this dangerous power, Min-ho begins his climb — stealing, scheming, surviving. But the Tower is watching. And the Tower doesn’t forgive those who cheat its game. *** Disclaimer: As an author and story lover, I value relationships and character dynamics above all else. At its core, this story is about people—how they struggle, grow, and endure together. That means the early chapters lean more toward setup and emotional groundwork. In other words, this will be a slow burner at first. But trust me—when it hits, it hits hard. Thanks for giving it a shot. Happy reading! :)

*Story is currently being revamped. As I fleshed out the world and continued building the story, I realized that the updates I had planned on going back and making would not suffice. After a lot of ruminating and planning, I have decided to fully revamp the story. If you would like, you can read up to where I have currently to get a feeling, I appreciate all of you who read and have supported the story thus far!* Hundreds of years in the future, the world has completely changed. Citizens are housed in Mega buildings incorporating everyday life with corporations. Humans have begun enhancing themselves artificially to take the next step. Then the system arrives, and everything changes. The system that descends upon their world grants untold power, but somehow, Domison is granted a mysterious power separate from the system. A primordial entity called the Abyss speaks of false gods and a need for balance to be restored. The seemingly “true” God offers the man a sponsorship in return for fealty. Even though this power will grant Domison the ability to make sweeping changes and grant protection for the innocent, can any be considered innocent in the changed world they find themselves in? Will Domison be able to retain his humanity in the wake of a system apocalypse?

[Damn! If you don't sponsor us, our dreamy girl XX might just croak right here! Please, everyone, lend your support through sponsorship before the next episode goes live!] I was so flabbergasted reading the comic that I ended up sponsoring it. Of course, I thought it was just for show. Naturally, I figured the money would just be spent by the author on some fried chicken. But then... "The only one who didn't ignore me, my dear master...♥" "I've dedicated my life to serve the divine. If a god descends to earth... then I too, will serve this god 'with every fiber of my being'." It didn't take long to realize that this was a 'real world'. -------------------------------- This work is a personal translation of the original Korean novel "후원하던 세계가 진짜였다" by 2L. Bare in mind it might contain inaccuracies or mistakes.

Seven years of youth, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, everyone knows how deeply I love Chi Yan. The day I ran into him taking pictures with a marriage certificate with the impoverished student he supported, I was on my way to try on wedding dresses. In the face of my questioning, he nonchalantly explained, "Xintong is about to die. Her only wish is to have a wedding before her funeral." "Don't worry, the certificate is fake, we were just using the civil affairs bureau's scene for a photo." After returning home, I took off the wedding ring on my hand and threw it into the toilet. He bet with his friends that I would come back crying to beg him within three days. Later, I posted on my Moments late at night, with a picture of a marriage certificate with someone else. But Chi Yan went mad looking for me everywhere. He stared at my hand interlocked with someone else's, eyes bloodshot, "Stop messing around, come back with me, okay?"

The girl I’ve been supporting for ten years has finally graduated with her master’s degree. I encouraged her to take the civil service exam, but instead, she wants to get married and have kids! “In our village, girls my age already have two or three children. Why can’t I?” she asked. Why? I threw myself into my husband's arms and cried my heart out. But then, I caught a familiar scent on him—one I knew all too well. It was the perfume I gave her for her 18th birthday, the one I personally crafted! If you choose the wrong path, don’t blame me when the light from the right path blinds you!

After college graduation, my parents suggested I go on a road trip with all the students sponsored by the Sterling Family. While passing through The Barrens, the fuel tanks of our three SUVs were about to run dry. Chloe Shaw suggested filling the tanks with water. "Adding some water will make the fuel last longer." My boyfriend agreed with a smile, and the other sponsored students all chimed in their agreement. I was firmly against it; pouring water into the fuel tank would ruin the cars. I couldn't bear to let everyone die here, so I took a firm stance, siphoned the fuel from two cars into one, and risked my life driving to get help. After the car ran out of fuel, I walked for a day and a night, finally found a rescue team, and brought them back. On the way back, Chloe Shaw insisted that I looked down on her, ran off crying, and ended up encountering a pack of wolves, which bit off both her legs. She tearfully accused me of leading her to the wolves. My boyfriend, furious, threw me out of the car. I was attacked by the wolves and ended up with not even my bones left. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Chloe Shaw suggested filling the fuel tanks with water. I smiled faintly: "Go on, fill them up. Filling the tanks with water will make the cars run faster."

The girl I sponsored ended up on a reality show, and to top it off, we’re on the same one. On the show, she took every chance to subtly mock me, calling me poor and pathetic. When I saw her name on the guest list for the show, listed as the heiress of Vance Group, I couldn’t help but smirk. So, you're an heiress? Well, who the hell am I? You think you can take my center position? Not gonna happen, scam artist.

"What? Im sponsored by a star?" "Yes, but its inferior star so it won't get something that amazing skills and passive skills." "So what, all I want is to have a better restart, I don't want to be hero anyway I want to be 'famous.'" Appearance, abilities, fame, money, ideal social circle, and a loving family. That's what it takes to be successful...

* Dropped *

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