"Once a thousand years, four heroes are summoned for..." "Okay okay John, whatever."
I'm John Myth, a writer. At least... I call myself a writer, but it's unfair no one cares about my novels. And now, for the 50th fail novel, I am bored of this. I'm giving up, no matter how much I try, no one cares about my novels.

Maybe tomorrow I will find a new job.

"Ugh... Maybe today I will get some sleep..." I haven't slept for two days.

"Ugh......... What's that light?" Wait a minute, Truck-san? Why is there a truck? It's red! "Ahhhhhh"
"..."
Why there are blood everywhere? I must call for help.
"..."
Why can't I speak? Wait, why is everything getting darker? Am I dead?
Great, death by a truck, what an old script.