Cannon Fodder's Time Has Come 2

Jeon Jungkook wakes up in an unfamiliar room.

Jeon Jungkook

Where the hell am I...?

Jeon Jungkook

[Glances around, noticing the soft king-sized bed beneath him, the pristine white ceiling above, and a luxurious crystal chandelier sparkling overhead.]

Jeon Jungkook

Another world already? This better be worth my time.

Jeon Jungkook

[ sits up, his sharp eyes landing on the sleek black band on his wrist. The AI bound to his soul, 007, remains silent for a moment before the screen flickers to life.]

007

Analyzing host body... Extracting details of this world.

Jeon Jungkook

[Lips curl into a smirk, a hint of mischief flickering in his gaze.]

Jeon Jungkook

*Cannon fodder again? Damn, Lord God must really think I’m easy to deal with.*

Text scrolls across the screen as 007 begins to explain.

007

To avoid the Lord God's detection, you’ve been assigned to a minor character—a role destined for destruction. Your best chance is to rewrite the data of this disposable life.

Jeon Jungkook

(chuckling): Rewrite, huh? Sounds like fun. Let’s mess things up a bit.

007’s text continues, and Jungkook’s smirk deepens.

007

By changing the fate of this cannon fodder, you’ll create errors in the Lord God’s calculations. These errors will multiply, destabilizing the system. Eventually, it’ll collapse entirely.

Jeon Jungkook

Perfect. Let’s bring the Lord God’s precious system to its knees.

007 flashes more details about his new identity. Jungkook reads them with sharp focus.

007

Host body: Jeon Jungkook, 16 years old. Eldest son of the Jeon family. You have two younger brothers—Jeon Hyunwoo, a half-brother adored by your father, and Jeon Minho. Your true brother died at birth due to a heart defect.

Jeon Jungkook

[Eyes narrow, his smirk turning colder, more calculated.]

Jeon Jungkook

(muttering) So, I’m the forgotten heir? That’s cute. Let’s see how long that stays true.

Jeon Jungkook

[Swings his legs off the bed, his voice low and laced with dangerous confidence.]

Jeon Jungkook

Time to rewrite this story... and destroy everything the Lord God thinks he controls.

Jungkook continues to observe the details of his new world.

Jeon Jungkook

So this is what I'm dealing with...

The screen displays more details, a story of family tragedy, betrayal, and a rising antagonist. Jungkook reads, his expression hardening.

007

Jeon Minho was born from a woman who was originally funded by Jeon mother. The woman was an orphan, but she was kind-hearted and always felt sorry for Jeon mother, after she gave birth she fell into depression, a few years later she committed suicide. The body was found by Jeon mother, its unknown whether that stimulated her, but the year after she jumped into the sea, her body was unable to found.

Jeon Jungkook

(snorts) What a mess. Family drama already running deep

007

Jeon Minho’s story became the world's protagonist. As a child, he was oppressed by his family, bullied by his brothers, but later fought back, rising to become a commercial emperor. After countless battles and betrayals, he reached the peak of power and wealth. Jeon Jungkook, however, was nothing but a mere obstacle on his path, not even worth calling an opponent.

Jeon Jungkook

A pawn in someone else's game, huh? Typical.

Text continues, showing the roles of the Jeon family’s three sons. Jungkook absorbs every detail carefully.

007

The three sons of the Jeon family: The eldest, Jeon Jungkook, is calm and composed, but in reality, he is the most naïve and manipulated. He doted on his half-brother, Jeon Hyunwoo, to the point of foolishness. Under Jeon’s father's guidance, he became the shield protecting Jeon Hyunwoo, all while bullying Jeon Minho.

Jeon Jungkook

(chuckles darkly) So this is the so-called 'family.' Sounds like they’ve already chosen their favorite son. Pathetic.

007

Despite his apparent intelligence, Jeon Jungkook became a tool for Jeon Hyunwoo, a shield, while the family turned a blind eye. In the end, he was left to bear Jeon Minho's vengeance and was deprived of his rightful inheritance, dying in poverty.

Jeon Jungkook

(scoffing) Cannon fodder. That’s all he was meant to be.

Jungkook sits back, his eyes narrowing with determination.

Jeon Jungkook

I’m not gonna end up like this. I’ll rewrite this entire damn story... And I won’t be some disposable character.

Jeon Jungkook

[Looks at the screen, his fingers tapping the wristband lightly.]

Jeon Jungkook

(smirking) Time to play the game my way.

Jungkook stretches lazily, absorbing the morning light.

Jeon Jungkook

(thinking)*Time to get serious. This isn’t some game. This world might be made of data, but to me, it feels real enough.*

He moves toward the large floor-to-ceiling window, basking in the early morning sunlight, his sharp features illuminated. 007’s voice quietly hums in the background, calculating his next move.

007

Fate of the original owner... Calculating possible alterations...

Jeon Jungkook

(smirking) It’s not about playing the Lord God’s game. I’ll rewrite it all, bend it to my will. This body, this life... I’m taking control.

The sun disappears behind the clouds, casting a soft glow over his face as he stares into the reflection of his own sharp, handsome features.

Jeon Jungkook

They think they can make me a puppet, huh? Not gonna happen.

A knock on the door breaks his thoughts. The voice of a servant calls from the other side.

servant

Young Master, breakfast is ready. Time to get up.

Jeon Jungkook

Right on time.

Jeon Jungkook

[Quickly shifts into a more composed demeanor, wiping away any traces of emotion. He wears the charming, refined smile he’s come to master, embodying the original owner's persona.]

Following the memories of the previous owner, he changes into his school uniform, washes up, and heads downstairs for breakfast. In the dining room, the atmosphere is formal. Jeon’s father sits at the head of the table, reading the newspaper, while Jeon Hyunwoo lounges lazily, his neck stretched out. As soon as his father flips the page, Jeon Hyunwoo presses it down with one hand.

Jeon hyunwoo

Not done yet, dad! Wait!

Mr Jeon

[ Laughs softly, smiling affectionately, and pinches Jeon Hyunwoo’s nose.]

Jeon Jungkook

(thinking)*A typical family moment, huh? Let’s see how long this charade lasts before everything falls apart.*

Jungkook takes his seat, the calm demeanor of the eldest son settling over him, but in his eyes, there’s a fire, a determination to alter his destiny.

He watches the playful moment between Jeon’s father and Jeon Hyunwoo, a familiar scene in this house. But something deeper stirs inside him, a bitter realization of the original owner’s life.

Jeon Jungkook

(thinking)*Jeon Jungkook was brainwashed. His father drilled it into his head that the best of everything should go to his brother, Jeon Hyunwoo. Taking care of his brother was his duty. Not once did he think about himself.*

Jeon Jungkook

(thinking)*All his life, he’s been nothing but a shield, a puppet for Jeon Hyunwoo. He’s been forced to believe that serving his brother was his only purpose.*

Jeon Jungkook

*But that’s not gonna be my fate. I’ll break this cycle. No more living for someone else. I’ll change it all, and I’ll make sure they know that I’m not just the ‘eldest son’—I’m the one in control.*

The family breakfast continues. Jungkook listens carefully, his sharp eyes catching every detail.

Jeon Jungkook

*Take care, huh? Jeon Jungkook would naturally take care of Jeon Hyunwoo... but only because that’s what he was taught. He never had a choice.*

He smiles softly, his face betraying none of the cold calculation beneath. As he sits at the table, he casts a casual glance toward Jeon Minho, whose mind is lost in his own world.

Jeon Jungkook

*But I’m not like him. I won’t just sit quietly while I’m treated as an afterthought. I’m going to change everything.*

The mood shifts slightly as Kim Taehyung, Jeon’s father’s personal assistant, enters with a cup of milk in his hand, blocking Jeon Jungkook’s view of Jeon Minho. He approaches, his tone almost too polite.

Kim Taehyung

Young Master, drink a glass of milk every day.

Jeon Jungkook

(smiling gently) Thank you.

Jungkook’s smile deepens, but his dark eyes flash with a quick, sharp light. He hadn’t forgotten. His real opponent wasn’t just Jeon Minho—there was also Kim Taehyung, who played a far more dangerous game.

Jeon Jungkook

*I almost forgot about him. Kim Taehyung... he’s not just some assistant. Without him, Jeon Minho would never have achieved everything he has in the past ten years.*

Jungkook watches Kim Taehyung carefully, his mind ticking over the strategic importance of this man.

Jeon Jungkook

*Basically, he’s Jeon Minho’s biggest cheat. His biggest asset.*

The atmosphere in the room shifts as Jungkook’s thoughts grow darker, realizing just how much he needs to alter his path in this family of hidden schemers.

TBC

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