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Pride Online

Although Wisana was the son of a developer of “Pride Online”, the most popular game of this time, he had never shown any interest in the gaming world. However, when his crush mentioned she was playing the game, he immediately joined in! He began his journey as a clueless new player, so inexperienced that even a two-year-old could defeat him! His misfortune was endless from the start… First, he landed in front of a Boss-level monster! Then, he accidentally kicked the boss and had to run for his life… And when he tried to sell his items for some money, he almost got tricked by a cunning seller! Yet, there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Just as he was about to fall for the seller's trick, a girl named Maysa suddenly appeared and saved him. She taught him everything about this virtual world and even invited him to join her party. Who would have known… that their lives would change forever… The system would like to announce an event from the GM, hunting the Boss “Lord Inferno” at the abandoned dungeon with a Mini Event “Get the shot if you dare!” “This is definitely our event,” Maysa said, looking up at Wisana with sparkling eyes. Wisana turned to look at the pretty face that was made up with a smile as always. But he somehow felt anxious. “I changed my mind. We’re not going to Tristan tomorrow. We’re going to the abandoned dungeon!” “Huh!!” And so, the legendary adventure of the duo began!

MaSaLaN · Games
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A help from GM Part II

“You don’t remember anything about the king of Lycan?”

“King of Lycan?” The man repeated the words for a while, before he jumped, looking around with extreme shock!

“Right! I remember now!” Wisana yelled. “We were fighting with that damn dog, and then Angie was about to get killed...”

After he was done shouting, he turned to look at the one who was about to get killed, who was already looking at him with emotionless eyes like usual. Wisana pointed his finger to the little girl, his eyebrows raising.

“And why are you not dead?”

SMASH!

A hit right on the forehead made him fully awake, finally.

“That was a very rude greeting, Mister Wisana,” Angela said with her usual resting face.

“And your greeting was very brutal, too, Angie!” The tall man whined, rubbing on his forehead.

“That’s enough, both of you!” Waree came in to prevent the war. “So, you really don’t remember?”