Han Su-Yeong continued to write.
韩素英继续写作。
The short period of time given to her during the wee hours was completely devoted to Kim Dok-Ja.
凌晨给她的短暂时间完全用在了金道子身上。
"Hey, Dokkaebi King."
“嘿，多卡比王。”
"Yes, my dear god."
“是的，亲爱的上帝。”
"….I told you to stop calling me that. Anyways. The 'Ways of Survival' will be published seven in the evenings from now on. The website doesn't have the feature to schedule the chapter releases ahead of time yet, so you hold onto the manuscript and upload them on time for me. If I upload them during dawn, that kid is going to stay up late and wait. He won't get any sleep."
”...我告诉过你不要那样叫我。不管怎样。从现在开始，《生存之道》将在晚上出版七期。该网站还没有提前安排章节发布的功能，所以你可以保留手稿并按时上传给我。如果我在黎明时分上传，那孩子就会熬夜等我。他不肯睡觉。”
"I shall do as you command."
“我会照你的吩咐去做。”
Han Su-Yeong spat out a lengthy groan and shifted her gaze back to the manuscript she'd been working on.
韩素妍长长地呻吟了一声，然后把目光转回到她一直在写的手稿上。
⸢Yu Jung-Hyeok examined the events of the previous regression turn.⸥
于重赫研究了前一次回归转折的事件
She couldn't possibly write a life that lasted for 1863rd regression turns. 3149 chapters were simply too short to contain a life lived for 1864 times. She had to omit some regression turns, while some others had to be greatly reduced in length.
她不可能写出一个持续了1863年回归转折的人生。3149个章节太短，不足以记载1864年的生活。她不得不省略一些回归的转折，而另一些则不得不大大缩短。
She knew that life didn't really work that way. But at the same time, she had to acknowledge that some lives could only be written in such a manner. Once she came to accept that, writing those lives didn't prove to be too difficult for her.
她知道生活并不是这样的。但与此同时，她不得不承认，有些生命只能用这种方式来书写。一旦她开始接受这个事实，写下那些生活对她来说并不是太难。
The life of 1863rd turn Yu Jung-Hyeok was given to her in its entirety, while she also possessed information from the 3rd turn Kim Dok-Ja, as well. Most importantly, though, she was an excellent writer.
第1863回合的生活完整地呈现给了她，同时她也掌握了第3回合金道子的信息。但最重要的是，她是一位优秀的作家。
The margins she couldn't fill up, they would instead be lived out by Yu Jung-Hyeok himself.
她无法填补的空白，将由余正赫亲自实现。
Yu Jung-Hyeok, who'd take his breaths among the flowing contexts of the words, and step above the hard ground covered by the pitch-black letters.
于重赫(音译)，他会在流畅的文字背景中呼吸，然后踏上被漆黑的字母覆盖的坚硬地面。
All she could do was to deliver such Yu Jung-Hyeok's story.
她所能做的就是把余正赫的故事讲给大家听。
Every time she wrote a single chapter, Kim Dok-Ja's life was extended by yet another day. As one sentence after another was compiled and recorded, her own time also ticked forward little by little.
每写一章，金道子的生命就延长了一天。随着一句接着一句的编辑和记录，她自己的时间也一点一点地向前走。
The 13-year-old Han Su-Yeong became 14. Then, 15 years old.
13岁的韩素英14岁，15岁。
⸢A serialisation that would last for ten long, arduous years had begun.⸥
一场持续了十年的漫长而艰苦的连载开始了
It was tough. She didn't have enough stamina, and her young body was simply too frail. Even then, Han Su-Yeong endured. She thought about Kim Dok-Ja beyond the computer screen, also getting older like her. Kim Dok-Ja, who hadn't died, hadn't given up, and was still enduring his life.
这很艰难。她没有足够的耐力，她年轻的身体实在是太脆弱了。即便如此，韩素妍还是坚持了下来。她想到了电脑屏幕之外的金道子，也和她一样变老了。金道子没有死，他没有放弃，仍然在忍受他的生活。
- Dear author-nim, Today, Jung-Hyeok did…
-亲爱的作者-nim，今天Jung-Hyeok做了..。
Are you really enjoying a story like this?
你真的喜欢这样的故事吗？
Although half in doubt, Han Su-Yeong still continued to write the story.
虽然半信半疑，韩素妍还是继续写下去。
⸢"The information I gave you will come in handy later down the line. So, take a look whenever you have time."⸥
“我给你的信息以后会派上用场的。所以，有时间就看看吧。”
The story would not end as long as someone was reading it.
只要有人在读，故事就不会结束。
That's how it was with the 1863rd regression turn, once thought to be the last.
一度被认为是最后一次的1863年回归就是这样的。
- Author-nim. I've been thinking, how about creating a new character by using this opportunity….?
尼姆作者，我一直在想，利用这个机会创造一个新角色怎么样？
She checked the comments Kim Dok-Ja left behind every day. As she was active only around the early hours, communicating with him in real-time was difficult, but she did reply to the questions that seemingly required one.
她查看了金道子每天留下的评论。由于她只在凌晨活动，与他实时交流很困难，但她确实回答了看似需要回答的问题。
- Should I create another main character?
-我应该再创造一个主角吗？
- If possible, might as well as make her a pretty female character…
-如果可能的话，最好把她塑造成一个漂亮的女性角色..。
- Aha, you mean a beautiful young girl.
啊哈，你是说一个年轻漂亮的女孩。
⸢Facial features more than enough to slap Yu Jung-Hyeok's cheeks twice. A beautiful young boy with brilliant blonde locks glared at Yu Jung-Hyeok and shouted out. "Hey you, dumpling man."⸥
面部特征足以拍打余正赫的脸颊两次。一个漂亮的金发男孩盯着余正赫大声喊道。”你好啊饺子男”
- ….But, author-nim
-...但是，作者-尼姆？
Kim Dok-Ja, 16 years old. 17, 18.
金道子，16岁。17岁，18岁。
He'd consume this story and grow older, and eventually, become the 'Most Ancient Dream'. Despite knowing that fact, Han Su-Yeong still enjoyed this time period. A world of a pure-white snowfield where letters were wandering around freely. Above this world existed Kim Dok-Ja, and so did Han Su-Yeong.
他沉浸在这个故事中，慢慢变老，最终成为“最古老的梦”。尽管知道这个事实，韩素英还是很享受这段时间。一个纯白色雪地的世界，信件在那里自由地漫步。在这个世界之上有金道子，韩素妍也是。
- Author-nim. I was wondering if Jung-Hyeok-ee is suffering way too much lately…
作者尼姆，我想知道君熙最近是不是受了太多的苦..。
Sometimes, she'd put Yu Jung-Hyeok through the wringer. It only happened because of her desire to realistically copy and paste the story she already knew. While writing the novel in this manner, she'd fall into a pit of confusion every now and then.
有时候，她会让俞正赫受尽折磨。这只是因为她渴望现实地复制和粘贴她已经知道的故事。在用这种方式写小说的时候，她时不时会陷入困惑的深渊。
Did this event really happen in the past?
这件事真的发生在过去吗？
Couldn't it be more like, it happened because I wrote this?
就不能更像是因为我写了这个才发生的吗？
Whatever the truth was, she still gave it her all. She took pride in her work. But at the same time, she had to admit that it was impossible for her to completely rule over her own work.
不管真相是什么，她仍然全力以赴。她对自己的工作感到自豪。但与此同时，她不得不承认，她不可能完全控制自己的工作。
⸢With a pair of seething, boiling eyes, Yu Jung-Hyeok glared up into the heavens.⸥
一双沸腾的眼睛，于正赫瞪大了眼睛，望向天空
Sometime in the future, Yu Jung-Hyeok created by the tips of her hands would meet that Kim Dok-Ja for real. Just thinking about that event nearly made her go crazy from time to time.
在未来的某个时候，俞静赫用她的手指头创造出来的金道子会真的遇到。一想到那件事，她就时不时地发疯。
- Unprecedented hit novel! ⸢⸢SSSSS-grade Infinite Regressor⸥⸥!
-史无前例的畅销小说!sss-grade无限回归！
Around that time, the 'daytime ego' began working as an author in earnest, as well. Of course, she had stolen the nighttime Han Su-Yeong's talents wholesale, so there was no way that her novel would fail. Not only that, the 'daytime ego' even went to the trouble of creating an anonymous account to leave behind a toxic comment on the 'Ways of Survival', too.
大约在那个时候，“白天的自我”也开始认真地成为一名作家。当然，她已经成批地偷走了韩素英夜间的才华，所以她的小说不可能失败。不仅如此，“白天的自我”甚至还费力地创建了一个匿名账户，留下了一条关于“生存之道”的恶毒评论。
- I'm really worried about the life of the dear author-nim actually writing this junk.
-我真的很担心亲爱的作者的生活-nim真的在写这些垃圾。
….What was even more flabbergast-inducing was Kim Dok-Ja's DM.
更让人吃惊的是金道子的DM。
- Author-nim! Do know about the novel called SSSSS-grade Infinite Regressor? That novel's setting is exactly the same as the Ways of…
-作者-尼姆！你知道叫sss-grade无限回归的小说吗？那部小说的背景设定和《道路》一模一样。
Han Su-Yeong smirked and began typing her reply. She thought, right, the dude writing a DM like this accused me of being a plagiarist during the 1863rd turn, did you?
韩素英得意地笑了笑，开始打字回复。她想，对，写这样一个DM的家伙指责我在1863年的第一个转折点是剽窃者，你呢？
- I'm happy that my viewcount has gone up thanks to the exposure, actually.
实际上，我很高兴我的收视率因为曝光而上升了。
When she was finished typing the reply, the faint rays of the daybreak had cast onto the world outside the window. Starting from a while ago, she didn't feel refreshed even after waking up. She'd often use up all of her allotted time on writing the novel, and there were times when she couldn't endure the fatigue anymore and fall asleep despite the self-regulated activity period not having ended yet.
当她打完回信时，黎明的微光投射到窗外的世界上。刚开始的时候，她甚至在醒来之后都感觉不到神清气爽。她经常把分配给她的时间都用在写小说上，有时候她无法再忍受疲劳，无法入睡，尽管自我调节的活动时期还没有结束。
To make matters worse, her memories were gradually deteriorating, as well.
更糟糕的是，她的记忆也在逐渐恶化。
Information she heard from Yu Jung-Hyeok, and received from Kim Dok-Ja - she couldn't recall them well. Things that happened back in the 1863rd turn were getting blurrier. And also…
她从于正赫那里听到了消息，也从金道子那里听到了消息——她记不起来了。回到1863年，发生的事情越来越模糊。还有..。
[Your Fable is being consumed.]
[你的寓言正在被消耗。]
Even the length of her self-regulated activity period was decreasing gradually.
甚至自我调节活动期的长度也逐渐减少。
*
The time continued to tick by, and Han Su-Yeong continued to write almost every day.
时间一天天过去，韩素英几乎每天都在写信。
At times, she couldn't wake up and ended up wasting an entire day. And due to the worsening fatigue, the number of days she couldn't read Kim Dok-Ja's comments increased as well.
有时候，她不能醒来，结果浪费了一整天。由于疲劳加剧，她无法阅读金道子评论的天数也增加了。
- Author-nim. I'll be joining the military the day after tomorrow. Looks like I'll be sent to the frontlines.
尼姆作者。后天我就要参军了。看来我要被派到前线去了。
- It's Kim Dok-Ja. I'm here at Yanggu.
我是KimDok-Ja我在阳谷。
- Jung-Hyeok-ah… I wonder, have you ever shovelled snow before?
-Jung-Hyeok-ah...我想知道，你以前铲过雪吗？
20 years old, 21, 22…
20岁2122..。
371st turn, 621st, 972nd…
371号转弯，621号，972号..。
As Yu Jung-Hyeok's regression turn numbers grew higher, so did Kim Dok-Ja's age. Kim Dok-Ja feeding on Yu Jung-Hyeok's tragedy became a high school student, then a university student and eventually, a soldier.
随着YuJung-Hyeok的回归数字越来越高，KimDok-Ja的年龄也越来越高。金道子在余正赫的悲剧中成长为一名高中生，然后是一名大学生，最终成为一名士兵。
Han Su-Yeong observed the growth of such a man.
韩素英观察到了这样一个人的成长。
Her free time decreased even more as the 'daytime ego', now an adult herself, began staying up during the dawn as well. As the time to polish up the novel gradually dissipated, the Dokkaebi King's role also naturally grew much more substantial.
她的空闲时间减少得更多，因为“白天的自我”——现在她自己也是成年人了——开始在黎明时分熬夜。随着润色小说的时间逐渐消逝，多卡比国王的角色自然也变得更加充实。
"Please don't worry. I shall fix all the errors," said the Dokkaebi King.
“请不要担心。我会修复所有的错误，”多卡比国王说。
"Do you even know anything about grammar?"
“你懂语法吗?”
"Yes, I do. I'm planning to earn my living that way. A publisher was looking for a part-time proofreader, so I confidently applied for the position."
“是的，我有。我打算用这种方式谋生。一家出版社正在招聘兼职校对员，所以我自信地申请了这个职位。”
This guy still came across as somewhat unreliable, but she couldn't get anyone else to help her, anyway. She definitely couldn't get the help from the 'daytime ego', for instance. A lot of her strength had been exhausted and her forgetfulness had worsened greatly in recent times so it took a lot out of her just to post a reply to Kim Dok-Ja's comments.
这个家伙给人的印象还是有点不可靠，但是她无论如何也找不到其他人来帮助她。例如，她肯定不能从白天的自我中得到帮助。她的很多体力都已经耗尽，而且她的健忘在最近几次大大加剧，所以仅仅是回复KimDok-Ja的评论就耗费了她很多精力。
⸢And just like that, a few more years went by like fleeting magic.⸥
就这样，又过了几年，就像转瞬即逝的魔法一样
While writing that sentence, Han Su-Yeong thought that her life wasn't all that different from Yu Jung-Hyeok's, in some ways.
在写这句话的时候，韩素妍认为她的生活在某种程度上和郁重赫的生活并没有太大的不同。
Sometimes, a life really did get omitted like this. However, that didn't mean a life omitted as such left nothing of itself behind, either. That's what she thought while staring at the novel numbering over 3000 chapters currently compiled before her eyes.
有时候，生活真的就这样被忽略了。然而，这也并不意味着一个被遗忘的生命本身就没有留下任何东西。当她凝视着眼前这本超过3000章的小说时，她就是这么想的。
On a certain day before the completion, Han Su-Yeong opened up the platform's chat window in order to write a comment as usual.
在完工的前一天，韩素英打开了平台的聊天窗口，像往常一样写了一条评论。
- Please don't give up, dear reader-nim.
-请不要放弃，亲爱的读者-尼姆。
….Did I post a comment like this before?
我以前发过这样的评论吗？
Initially, she figured this was a result of her typing some random things while half-submerged in drowsiness. However, there was more than one post that she couldn't remember ever posting here.
起初，她以为这是她在半睡半醒的状态下随意打字的结果。然而，有不止一个帖子，她不记得曾经在这里发布过。
- To answer your question…
-回答你的问题..。
Just when did she post such replies before? No matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't recall. Not only that, the timestamps of the posts were weird, as well.
她以前什么时候发布过这样的回复？不管她怎么想，她都想不起来。不仅如此，文章的时间戳也很奇怪。
- Actually, rather than a mistake in the setting, it's…
实际上，这不是一个错误的设置，而是..。
Han Su-Yeong summoned the Dokkaebi King right away. When she did, the creature wearing a fedora appeared from the thin air accompanied by the 'Tsu-chuchut!' noise.
韩素妍立刻召见了杜卡比王。当她这样做的时候，那个戴着软呢帽的小东西从稀薄的空气中出现了，旁边还有一个“珠珠”噪音。
She asked. "Did you write this?"
她问，“这是你写的吗?”
"Yes."
“是的。”
"On whose authority?"
“谁授权的?”
"I sincerely apologise for not getting your permission beforehand. You seemed very tired lately."
“我真诚地为没有事先征得你的同意而道歉。你最近看起来很累。”
Han Su-Yeong quietly stared at the Dokkaebi King.
韩素妍静静地望着多卡比王。
This creature came to this world searching for its 'god'. And it now knew who its creator was.
这个生物来到这个世界寻找它的“上帝”，现在它知道它的创造者是谁了。
"Just what are you aiming for?"
“你的目标是什么?”
"I am merely a 'storyteller'. And as it is with every storyteller, I love to tell a great epic. The world you have created, of course."
“我只是一个‘讲故事的人’。就像每个讲故事的人一样，我喜欢讲一部伟大的史诗。当然，这是你们创造的世界。”
"There is only one reader of this story, though."
“不过，这个故事只有一个读者。”
"Do you really believe so?"
“你真的这么认为吗?”
She narrowed her eyes and shot back. "I already know what you're scheming, okay? You're planning to turn my novel into a 'paid service', aren't you?"
她眯起眼睛反击。“我已经知道你的计划了，好吗？你打算把我的小说变成‘付费服务’，是吗?”
Ever since arriving in this world, she constantly thought about 'that day'.
自从来到这个世界，她就不断地想着“那一天”。
The novel she wrote would become the 'scenario' that would go on to destroy this universe. However, who would dare to do something so horrifying like that? The answer was quite simple when she thought about it.
她写的小说将成为毁灭这个宇宙的“剧本”。然而，谁敢做出这么可怕的事情呢？当她想到这个问题时，答案很简单。
There was only one existence capable of doing something like that in this world-line, after all.
毕竟，在这个世界上，只有一种存在能够做出这样的事情。
"You brought me here for that very purpose, didn't you?"
“你把我带到这里就是为了这个目的，不是吗?”
