Mob Extra's Second Draft

Yoo Hajin spent three years and 709 chapters writing a story he never got to finish. Terminal cancer took care of that. Turns out death isn't the end it's a very rude wake-up call from a god who happens to be his biggest fan, and who is deeply unsatisfied with an unfinished manuscript. So now Hajin's back. Not as his protagonist, though. That would be too easy. He's a mob extra. A background character. A hunter named Dylan Harrow seventeen, friendless, and currently bleeding out on a dungeon floor after his so-called allies used him as bait and left him for dead. Welcome to Nexus Academy, where dungeons have been swallowing cities for over last twenty three years, hunters climb over each other's corpses for glory, and the god watching from the shadows finds all of it hilarious. Hajin didn't ask to be here. He didn't ask for a body that isn't his, a story he didn't write, or a divine landlord with a mocking commentary track. But if a cruel god wants a proper ending he's going to get one written in blood, sarcasm, and every dirty trick a dying author can steal. Cherish life, his father used to say. Trials from God make you stronger. Hajin's got a few thoughts about that now. None of them are polite.