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The Extra’s Survival: Logging into the Game Master System!

The Apocalypse descended as the world turned into a game. And while everyone panicked, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong with my eyes. [Logging into the Game Master’s Account!] And my ‘oh-so-average’ destiny, changed into ‘is this a cheat life?’ Kind of destiny. [Would you like to Create a Skill? GM Points will be consumed!] While others struggled to kill a single goblin, I was searching for stronger monsters. While they were happy with getting even a random weak skill, I was customizing what kind of skills I needed. Even my Talents and Gifts can be customised. The only limit was my imagination. Heck, even the hidden quests that people would trigger randomly were present in front of me even before the scenario began.  It wasn’t fair by any means. But isn’t that how life is already? [Would you like to make changes to the quests in the next scenario? GM Points will be consumed!] Is this how an apocalypse is supposed to be? I don’t know. I just tried following the script in front of everyone while trying out my cheat in hindsight. Don't get me wrong with the ‘pig eating tiger’ kind of thing. I just don’t like attention. I would rather stay with two trusted friends than with 10 fake ones. [Would you like to Initiate a Custom quest for the Players? GM Points will be consumed!] And for the players who were bullying the ‘weak’ me. One may even wonder how they ended up losing half of their stats and skills in a randomly triggered impossible type of quest.  Fate can be truly scary, you know?  One must always be careful of it.

Ethel_Imaginations · Game
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[Meeting with the Old Group!]

"Hey kid! Good to see you alive! You need any weapons?" Invar spoke with a big smile.

"Adrian. You don't have anyone troubling you, do you? Ah! Also, there are some people that I need you to find information about," Levi asked with a concerned expression, while he observed from top to bottom. 

Invar was a 30 years old muscular man. He had a bit tanned skin, with navy blue hair and deep ocean blue eyes. Wearing a blue white kimono and carrying two swords on his side, he looked like a samurai from the historic ages.

He was our friendly uncle who dwelled in all sorts of machinery and weapons. He was our weapon maker and weapon dealer back then. Pretty famous if you ask me.

Levi was of similar age but much thinner in comparison, a bit on the athletic side. Wearing a plain white shirt over black pants, he looked much more simpler than ever. If not for his white hair and bright blue eyes, he could have easily pulled that average persona he usually tries to be.