Episode 1

"Huh... Huh...."

A ragged breath let out. It was a bloodied man.

Ranker at level 904. No. 1 in the arena ranking.

Hangan called him <the undefeated king> and some said he had no opponents in one-on-one.

Tushin, Damian!

At first glance, it was difficult for him to understand that he was kneeling.

[Reminder: Status abnormal! Your character is in <debilitation>! All stats are reduced!]

[Notice: Status abnormal! Your character has <bleeding>! Your HP is reduced!]

[Reminder: Status abnormal! Your character is stuck in <seal>! Skill not available!]

[Reminder: Status abnormal! Your character is caught in <petrification>! Your character is slowing down!]

If it wasn't for the message in front of you.

"Off... Ugh!"

Damien bit his lip. My whole body was in shambles.

Poisoning, weakness, bleeding, sealing, petrification, fainting, burns, confusion, infection, erosion.

Was there so much status anomaly in the game? Damian's condition was a mess.

Even if Saint Magnus or the Great Magnus came, it was incurable.

"Hey.... Does it last a long time? It's not a long-lasting battery, that's what it is."

At the sarcastic voice, Damien looked up.

It was the man standing in front of him.

A cloak adorned with gold jewels. A staff member in the shape of a dragon.

His appearance was spotless and clean, and he seemed to be the exact opposite of the desperate Damian.

KingArthur.

He was the leader of this Demon King expedition.

"This color... Kuluck!!"

"Huh? What?"

As Damien bleed, King Arthur listened.

I didn't have to do that, but I heard everything, but I did it on purpose.

Real name Jung Yu-min.

Owner of the Infinity Circle<> a household of the main god Arya and an infinite mana.

Looking at King Arthur, his one-time colleague and comrade-in-arms, Damian's face contorted like a demon.

I wanted to tear him to shreds if I could.

However....

[Warning: Player's health drops below the threshold! Beware of logging out!]

[Warning: Player's health drops below the threshold! Beware of logging out!]

In front of him, only the warning message from the system was flashing wildly.

"Substitution...."

"Huh?"

"Why the hell...!!"

"Why did you do this?"

King Arthur tore the corners of his mouth. It looked pretty interesting.

A devastated dungeon and colleagues lying on the ground.

A black-winged demon loomed in front of him, and King Arthur didn't know it was Damian's product.

The worst boss of all time and the undisputed king of the Abyss.

The Demon King Abraxas didn't even have a handful of HP left.

[Reminder: Abraxas, Lord of the Abyss, raises mana!]

[Reminder: Abraxas, Lord of the Abyss, is about to perform the Seventh Demon Ceremony!]

[Reminder: Abraxas, Lord of the Abyss, attempts super-regeneration!]

"Where's the cocky."

When the message came to mind, King Arthur snapped his fingers.

It was like the expression of a child interrupted by a pastime.

Then....

[Notice: The Ultimate, All-Weather Multiple Major Doom Realm will be triggered!]

- To to Kie-to-!!!!to-

With a roar that vibrated the heavens and the earth, the magic circle exploded.

The demon king Abraxas had perished.

"My friend. The world is a horse. Everyone has their own place. The garbage is like garbage, the garbage is like the garbage, and the lower class is like the lower class. But do such life stragglers become heroes? Not this one. That's a serious error. Isn't it?"

King Arthur's fingers hit his forehead.

I wanted to kill him right now if I could.

The Abyss, the worst dungeon on earth. and the forward base set up by the Demon King Abraxas to capture Middle-earth.

Damien and the expedition followed the guidance of the <Main Stream> to reach this place, and each of them took on the dungeon with the determination of their lives.

It was an irresistible condition.

A chance to close the dimensional door and become a hero of this world.

A reward that allows you to build a country for the first time as a user.

Even the astronomical loot of the demon king Abraxas.

That was what every AC user wanted, so the event <Demon King Invasion> caused a huge reaction.

So did Damian.

"Qin Sheng, please... Mom wants to live too. I want to live..."

", you game addict bastard. You're not my brother. 」

"Brother, when will you pay back the money? Huh? Can I operate on your Abby with me? If you have dementia, won't the rest of your organs be fine?"

"X foot!!! Who really wants to see anyone die?! 」

"Kill him, you X-footed bastard! Kill me!!! 」

My father and my mother collapsed in a hospital bed.

A broken brother and a broken family.

Damien staked his life here despite all the tides around him, and stepped into the Abyss even though he was warned that once he died, his character would be deleted.

It was a life lived like garbage.

I was only betting my life on a game like this, and it was like an irreversible life.

I thought this was the only way to undo my ruined life.

By the way....

"Kick... Giggle! Giggle!"

I never thought it would crumble under his betrayal.

Everything had been ruined by him.

"What~ anyway~. There have to be bastards like you in the world. Thanks to you, I broke the dungeon like this. Catch the Demon King too. It's a stone, isn't it?"

King Arthur twirled and spread out his hands.

He no longer seemed to have any qualms about revealing his true colors.

Is it even dancing?

A question sprang out of Damian's mouth like the cry of a beast.

"From the beginning... Did you intend to do this...?"

"Of course, bastard!!!"

Puck!

Damian's body shook at King Arthur's kick.

That was the beginning.

Once, twice, King Arthur slams Damien down with his wand.

He looked like a psychopath from a movie, or a rare serial killer.

"X-bastard! A bastard like a buggy! I haven't liked you since the first time I saw you. You X-footed bastard~!"

It was an ugly true face hidden behind the bright side.

[Do you want revenge?]

"...!"

Damian's eyes opened.

It was an unfamiliar voice.

Between the fading consciousness, the fading sensations, and the mad voice of King Arthur.

And Damien felt a secret whisper coming from the dead and disappearance of the demon king Abraxas.

His voice sounded as if the devil was tempting.

[You mean, I see.]

[I, in the name of Abraxas, the old evil and lord of the abyss.]

[Inheriting the progress of the old evil.]

[The one who will kill the light god Arya and realize the return of chaos on this earth....]

"You bastard!!"

Wedge!

King Arthur's wand fell.

It was an attack aimed at the head.

And at the same time, a whisper-like voice that concludes its final confinement.

[... He singles out Damian the avenger.]

Kwaa

Presently, Damian's eyes turned white.

* * *

"Huh!"

The man raised his upper body.

It looked like he had a nightmare.

Drenched whole body. Eyes wide raised. clenched fists.

His appearance was so far that it was hard to believe that he was in the Abyss, much less the person in front of the Iron Heaven Assistant.

Tushin, Damian.

It was Qin Sheng.

"This... What the hell happened...."

- Bark! Jack Jae!

Qin Sheng looked up at the sound of birds chirping.

It was on the bed.

A cozy, warm ground, not the dreary, cold floor of the Abyss.

And after a few sensory checks, Qin Sheng finally realized that this was not a game, but a reality.

It was unbelievable.

He had to be on a bed like this, not in a <Galaxy-M24 Apple> commonly called a < brick > ...

-Form!!! Come quickly and eat!!!

"... What?"

Something strange must have happened.

* * *

"Whatever. Why are you staring at people like that?"

"You're really my brother, right?"

"What are you talking about?"

Qin Sheng narrowed his eyes when he saw the man who opened the door and entered.

It was a knowing face.

His own brother, who by now would have been commissioned as a military officer.

He had an incredibly thin face, and he was dressed in a school uniform rather than a military uniform.

It was incomprehensible to Qin Sheng, who turned thirty-two this year.

"No... What are you really trying to do? My brother said he had to go up today. You asked me to wake you up and forgot about it?"

"Hiyiy!!!y

Qin Hun spoke, and Qin Sheng swallowed his breath.

It gave me goosebumps.

A twenty-eight-year-old bastard is making a short tongue noise.

Of course, I was grateful that my brother had spoken to me so many years ago, but I couldn't help feeling instinctively uncomfortable.

He wasn't the brother he knew.

"Crazy bird really? I definitely told you to eat!"

Bang!

As Qin Hun closed the door and went down, Qin Sheng looked around.

Speaking of which, it was the second floor.

The family lived in a detached house until his father was diagnosed with dementia.

Jin Sheng clearly remembered the house in Sanbon-dong, Gunpo City, which had been forcibly executed by the bank.

It was a house of the past.

"... I'm really crazy."

Qin Sheng talked to himself and looked around.

It was so vivid.

The fire is now covered, the smell in the room, and the view out the window.

As he stepped down from the bed and stepped on the creaky floor, Qin Sheng felt a ray of thought pass by.

'Could it be... I....'

Was he back?

Past?

-Oh boy!!! Come soon!!!

Qin Hun's voice echoed loudly in the house.