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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 Parallel Night Part I

“Coming up next, I, your Tunwa, would like to sing three sweet songs for Nam.”

YEAHHH!!

The people at the party started to get louder and louder every time, or in other words to be more casual would be, “heat up,” or something like that. Right now, the party members were having a fun time at the small celebration that they hosted by themselves.

Especially Tunwa whose face had turned all red with the alcohol he had been drinking. He was grabbing the microphone to show off his singing skill to everyone. Luckily, he was in a music band when he was in high school, so his voice in singing was counted as good, or else it would have been torture to listen to a drunk person singing.

Seeing his best friend was ‘wasted’ like that, Wisana who was sitting from the back let out a sigh as he curled up a pity smile for him. At the same time, his rough hands were typing something on the screen in front of him in a steady rhythm.

“What are you doing here by yourself, brother?”