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I Hacked the Damned System

[Winner in WPC July 2023 Contest!] [Slight Smut - Fast Paced - System] *** Synopsis: It all started as another VRMMORPG, Emberhorn, was released out to the world. With it, came all sorts of adventures such as leveling up your stats, killing monsters as you venture through dungeons, slaying dragons, getting noble ranks, and in other words, living in it. That’s exactly what Adrenoid did. He wasted the rest of his years strapped to the headset as the addict for adventure that he was, doing nothing but playing and coursing through this virtual world’s mysteries and secrets. Thus, Adrenoid had long gone to become a lifeless shut-in without a job, friends, and a girlfriend. This game was the only thing that supported him through these tough times. What he lacked in the real world, he tried to change in the virtual one to the point he’d do anything to have more privilege than the others, including the possibility of cheating. Thus, after dozens of retries and errors, he had finally done it. He had hacked the game’s system which led to its downfall. [Shut-Down Notice: 1 Hour(s) Left.] [Shut-Down Notice: 30 Minutes Left.] [Goodbye!] Adrenoid’s stream of tears was unstoppable as the game he had invested years in to become one of the strongest had met its end. “Huh?” Adrenoid gazed in surprise as his tears pixelated into the air. [Welcome, Player 1!] [Your arrival has been awaited for a long time.] [The Emberhorn will stretch its authority over Planet-B612, also known as Earth, gradually over time.] Adrenoid couldn’t help but gaze slack-jawed at the holographic pop-ups one after another. Especially the editable stats. --Notice-- The Story's beginning will be based on the game, and so will the MC's villain trope also start later on--the world is set on Earth but I'll be making fictional countries, cities, towns, etc.

ItsHashi · Fantasy
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153 Chs

The Owl

The new guild, nestled on the outskirts of Aleria's bustling district, greeted us with an atmosphere tainted by somberness. As we entered, the lobby, though well-lit, felt unnaturally empty, and the muted conversations carried an air of uncertainty.

The change in mood within the guild was palpable, a stark difference compared to how usually thrived it is in such places in Eulith. The effects of the earthquake are more visible here, after all.

In one corner of the guild, where there was a bar that adventurers could drink, only one seat was taken by a rather slim figure, shrouded in a long, gray coat, stood there. He sipped at his beer, an aura of mystery cloaking his identity.

"Please, ask the staff what happened here during the earthquake and if we can find some lodgings," Elias and I parted from the rest of the group, moving toward the bar. 

The tension in the air was thick, our steps deliberate, our expressions guarded.