MMORPG: I’m not the hero!

It was a dark sky. Large black clouds were enough to bring darkness onto the entire continent.

But on the wet mud ground, we're the remaining horrors of the aftermath of an intense war.

Buildings that once housed people, stores, and businesses were no more than rubble, leaving the city as quiet as a ghost; the only sounds were the soft howling of the wind

Somewhere in the middle of the city lay a young blond man. He was sitting against small stone rubble that once was the city's tallest skyscraper.

Beside him was a youthful woman resting her head on the blond man's shoulder. Her crimson hair flowed together with the wind. In contrast, her body was limp and lacked any color, and her lifeless eyes signaled death.

I'm that instant, a bright luminesce of golden light glimmered onto the blond man.

Lifting his weak head up, he stared at the heavenly figure descending from the heavens. Her white wings flapped as she touched the ground. It looked like an angel to the blond man.

The angel slowly looked around the battlefield solemnly, then forced her eyes back on the blond man. "You have done you're very best, player Alex Lucia."

It was the archangel Uriel, an angel who holds even more wisdom and knowledge than the almighty one himself. A terrifying being that even the almighty one wouldn't be confident going against.

Hearing her words, Alex's mouth curled up. "Who would have thought such a game would bring our downfall…"

"Your world hasn't completely fallen yet, but it will since you're now dead." The angel replied.

"This was your plan, right?" Alex asked as his face faded into anger.

The angel didn't say anything and coldly stared at Alex.

"Answer me! Do you know how many people died?! How can you come down here like your, our angel?!" Alex screamed with a roughed breath.

It shouldn't have gone like this. It was just a newly introduced realistic virtual reality game that was meant to use to have fun. But how did a game begin bringing its monsters into the real world?

"What do you want, player Alex?" The angel suddenly asked with the same expression on her face.

"Bring back all the ones I've lost!" Alex yelled as salty tears flowed down his cheek.

"Even I cannot do that." Uriel sighed while shaking her head.

"Then can you rewind time…?" Alex asked, getting a bit hopeful.

"Do you mean a regression?" Uriel frowned while crossing her arms.

"Yes! A regression!" Alex nodded. "Send me back, and I'll be able to save my loved ones!"

"It isn't as easy as it sounds, player Alex."

"You know that you need me to finish whatever goal you have. If you do that, maybe you could also accomplish your goal! And I would also be able to do mine!"

It caused the angel to ponder a bit. She knew that regressing Alex wouldn't be done just like that. She would have to sacrifice some of her vitality.

"Very well," Uriel spoke before placing her palm over her chest. "But you will not gain any of your memories, and I will also forget everything. The whole universe and dimensions still forget. But I will send all my blessings to you."

"That is enough!" Alex shouted in determination.

In that instant, a white glow began to escape from her chest. Bigger and bigger until a white sphere was formed, and that was when Uriel grabbed it.

"This is part of my soul." The angel said. "I will be sending a small part to accompany you."

Without warning, Uriel applied force to her hand, completely shattering the white sphere into pieces.

"Do not disappoint me," Uriel spoke one last time as the surroundings brightened.

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There stood a factory next to a small lake somewhere in a rural area.

Inside one of the factory's small offices, a young man was going through all the drawers of his wooden desk in a panicked manner.

"Where the hell is it?!" He screamed with a flustered face. Crouncing on the cold floor, he searched the ground but came up with nothing.

A glass window in front of the wooden desk displayed what was happening inside the giant factory.

Countless mechanical arms assembled the headsets and sent them off through conveyor belts and into boxes, then were checked one last time by the factory workers.

It was Arc CO's new product. A fully simulative virtual world that would completely flip the gaming world upside down!

With this, there was no reason to sit down and risk back problems. Moving your game character with your keyboard on the controller was totally last year. Now you were the game character!

This was the world's new topic, even for non-gamers. The thought of entering a fantasy game as if it was real life made everyone's blood boil from excitement.

Beta testing was finished; now, they had to distribute headsets to local tech stores for their official launch of New Arcfield.

But that wasn't the problem.

"Where the hell is that headset!" The young man yelled again, dashing a glass cup onto the floor with a mask of pure anger.

That headset he was looking for was supposed to be given to a specific man, but he wasn't sure who had made the request. He was just told to deliver it.

"S-sir..." Someone timidly spoke while opening the door to the young man's room.

"What is it?"

"Are you looking for the headset that was on your desk?" He asked.

The moment he heard this, the young man's face brightened. "You've seen it?!" He asked as he approached the factory worker.

"T-that has been shipped out..." The factory worker broke the news.

"W-what...?" The young man felt his legs go limp. Stumbling back to his wooden desk, he put his hand over his face and sighed.

The headset that was once in possession of the young man was unique, something that even scientists were unable to figure out the phenomenons this headset created. But now, such an item was now headed to the civilian world.

"Which store was it sent to?" The young man asked with furious eyes. "We're getting it back."