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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!

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The Change of War Part I

“Welcome back. Chief Tunwa. How was your monster hunting today?”

“Yeah, it was okay. Oh, hey, I got this item today.”

The tall man with golden-brown hair walked in as he took his jacket off because the hot weather and the sweat that soaked on him were unbearable.

“Woah, a Halo Sphere! We've been looking for one for a long time. Now we can make a lot of upgrades to our missiles on Alexander with it.”

“Yeah, that’d be great.”

The owner of those green eyes said slowly. He put the pink crystal the size of a Ping Pong ball in the hand of the player, who could not stop smiling ear to ear after he got a piece of this rare item.

“Where’s Chief Warunya though? I have a field report to give her.”

Tunwa asked with a calm face. He wrapped a towel around his neck so he could use it to wipe the sweat off his face.

“Oh. She's probably on the bridge.”

“Okay, thanks. You can go now.”