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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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The Night Before War Part III

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on his room door, making Wisana pause.

The tall man pushed himself up as he glanced at the door from afar, feeling curious about who would have come to his door during a rest time like this. Because if this were Tunwa coming back, he would have used his keycard to get in already.

So, who the hell came when he was about to take a nap?

“Yes?”

After that, the tall man got out of bed, before walking to the door. He pressed the button by the door softly before the door became transparent and let him see the person who was outside the room clearly.

And when he saw the visitor, even Wisana raised his eyebrows. He never thought that this woman would be the one who visited him at his room like this, the woman who had black hair, those lavender-colored eyes, and a lively smile.

“Valentine?” Wisana spoke to himself.