Chapter 1 - Surviving in Prison (1)

He looked in the mirror in the bathroom.

Short black hair.

Overall, a handsome appearance with a sharp edge in a cool atmosphere.

"Is this me?"

He turned on the water to wash his face, and he even slapped his cheeks several tgimes. The reflection in the mirror did not change.

Instead, his cheeks turned red from the constant slapping.

How did this happen?

There is only one thing that comes to his mind. He made a character while watching the message that the Bern Continental Game was ending its service.

He doesn't remember anything after that.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a huge ship on the open sea. Because of seasickness, he hurried to the bathroom.

*Crassh*

The boat rocked with the sound of breaking the waves. He held on to the toilet and vomited for quite a long time due to motion sickness rising again.

"Uweeeekk!"

By the time there is nothing more to spit out.

As the waves calmed down, he could barely come to his senses. He caught his breath and looked into the mirror.

The uniform he is wearing.

Something felt familiar. He thought about it while clutching his messy head, and something flashed out of his mouth.

"Burning Hell…"

Okay

The uniforms worn by the prison guards at Burning Hell Dungeon, the site of the final patch for the Bern Continental Game, were exactly the same as he is wearing.

A badge on the left chest.

"Redin"

This is the name of the character he created. He'd been active under that name for a long time, so he can't forget it even if he try to forget it.

He sat down on the toilet lid.

"Haaa…"

He guess, the wish of wanting to play the game.

To the extent that he dreams of becoming a character inside the game.

'Smart!'

"Did you pay a reservation inside! Come out quickly."

"Ah.. sorry"

He poured water and opened the door.

A man in the same uniform as him was holding onto his stomach, so he quickly came out.

*Bang!*

-OMG! It was almost nice.

He was dumbfounded by such a realistic reaction. Can dreams be so vivid? He shook his head and came out onto the deck.

A ship crossing the blue sea.

Scenery that he only saw in the game.

Seeing that the salty smell of the sea and the chilly wind felt real, he wondered if this was a real dream.

"You don't have to worry too much about it."

If it's a dream, he'll wake up.

He went downstairs and went back to his original room. Other prison guards in the same uniform were gathering and talking.

"Ahh.. Didn't he look really cute?"

"Have you tried talking to him?"

He turned his head to follow the gaze of the two women.

The black haired woman was smiling as she chatted with the other women around her.

She turneed out to be really cute.

But strangely familiar. He feel like he'd seen her somewhere. He turned his gaze to the name tag on her chest.

Seria

"uhhh"

It came out without his knowledge.

And then Seria's eyes met.

Heh

Seria made half moon eyes with a mischievous smile, then turned her head again.

He gulped watching it.

In an episode of Burning Hell, there are three people called the main NPCs. One of them was named Seria and looked just like her.

More than the pleasure of a familiar character.

His first thought was that something was wrong.

He looked around.

Then, among the three main NPCs, He saw the faces of two other people. Everyone looked younger than in the game he played.

Burning Hell, which was updated in the Bern Continental Game, where the three came out as veteran prison guards with experience.

"After one month… Am I a real prison guard?"

"I heard that you rolled a lot during your last training."

"He have to grit his teeth and endure."

'Last training?'

If so, it meant that everyone gathered here, including the trip, were trainess.

"Nonsense"

The time when the three main NPCs were new recruits was a story five years ago from the main story.

The explanation ends in just a few lines.

No matter how immersed he was in the game, he couldn't have such a vivid dream with those few lines of explanation.

Isn't this a dream… then?

Is this all real?

Then why did this happen.

It feels like something is rattling in his head.

Meanwhile, someone came and shouted.

"Everybody gather! Pack your things and come out!"

All the guards inside obeyed the order. He followed them as if possessed by something. When he came up on the deck again, he saw an island.

Barbed wire and blue membrane

A huge building built inside.

The Burning Hell Dungeon, the main location of the game.

It seemed to say no in his head, but the various sensations felt in his head were telling him that this was real.

"65 Trainess"

Along with the words of the instructor, his hair turned white.

-Imperial year 104, the ship carrying the 65th trainees sank. The survivors were 3 new prison officers and 1 instructor.

-The world's 7th largest criminal organization, Magnes, is behind it. With the advent of a new organization, the 'Darkness Seven', it was judged that they were doing this to show off their presence.

It is one of the hidden information that can be obtained by clearing the Warden's Hidden Quest.

If this is real.

If it's really fucking real.

He might die today.

"Welcome to Hell."

It was scary before the instructor's words, as if to sentence death, were over.

Aaaaaaaggh!

The ship exploded in flames with a huge explosion.

* * *

He don't really have any regrets about his previous life. However, the current situation was not very pleasant.

No. Rather angry.

He's so frustrated that he don't even know why this happened to him. What's even more upsetting is that he can't even figure out why.

and.

What makes him more and more livid.

"The ship is sinking!"

"Don't push! Don't push me, you bastards!"

"Kyaaaaaaaaahhh!"

*Aaaaaang!*

Why did he open his eyes at this moment, when the ship collapsed due to the attack of the criminal organization?

"Everyone stay calm!"

A middle-aged man urged the new guards, but his beating heart never calmed down.

'Shit!'

*Aaaaaang!*

Explosions heard again.

Along with it, black smoke billowed out, giving off an acrid smell.

*cough*

"Kek kek!"

Coughing sounds all around.

"H-help me!"

"Quaaaggh!"

As the screams of those in panic spread, their hair turned white even more.

His hands and feet trembled.

His breath was blocked, and he felt the shadow of death approaching right in front of him. If he stay still like this, he will surely die.

Really die.

The moment the thought entered his mind.

*Boom*

"Calm down."

Along with the hot feeling on his cheek, a cold voice rang in his ears.

"Huh uh uh uh!""

He took a deep breath.

His blurry vision cleared and he saw the face of a middle-aged man.

A calmer expression than anyone else.

Seeing that, a word popped into his mind that had been dyed white.

[Copy (EX)]

The only skill the character possessed by him has. A tremendous power that copies any ability at the same level.

He looked at the middle-aged man and used his skill.

Then the opponent's information window appeared.

[Rohan Havir]

Power: B

Agility: B

Stamina: B

Mana: C

Luck: C

Talent: B

-Possessed Skills: Cold Heart (A), Swordsmanship (B), Education (B), Leadership (A), Bahar Breathing (B), Bahar Swordsmanship (B) ...

Skills listed in a row.

What cought his eye the most was the cold heart written on the first line. He need that to get through the current situation.

[Copy the Cold Heart (A)]

[Cold Heart (A)[

-No matter what situation comes, you can get rid of anxiety and tension and keep your emotions calm.

-There is no hesitation in action.

-No mana consumption

-Passive Skill

White light spread from the letters and was absorbed into his whole body.

"Whoa.."

As he exhaled, all anxiety and tension disappeared. As if it had never happened, everything calmed down.

"Have you come to your senses?"

"Thank you"

"Put on your life jacket and wait."

Rohan handed over his life jacket and moved towards the explosion.

He looked behind him and checked his surroundings.

Although the black smoke and screams of panicked people are still spreading. His heart no longer pounded or his hair turning white.

The Skill Cold Heart Effect.

It was beyond imagination.

Blashempy!

Then he heard something cracking.

"What are you talking about!"

"Isn't the ship really sinking?"

"It's a ship made by magic engineers with great care, so it won't be sunk easily."

"The instructor told me to stay still, so he guess I can live here?"

That's not wrong.

It's because the ship he's on right now was designed and built by magic engineers by putting their brains together.

But.

There are always exceptions.

"Quaaaaaggh!"

"The prisoners are released!"

Suddenly a commotion arose.

Those in zebra-patterned prison uniforms climbed onto the deck.

"Hahaha! Free!

"Kill them all!"

This ship is primarily used for transporting criminals. The explosion shattered the bars, and the criminals were also released.

"Someone stop the criminals from escaping"

A red-haired woman in uniform rose from her seat. Two people stood up after him.

"Can I kill you?"

A man with a cold look.

"Hehe.. It's gonna be fun."

A short-haired woman smiling with a creepy smile.

They are faces so familiar that he cannot forget them. Three main NPCs who will be active in the Burning Hell Story in the future.

The worst jockey.

The three survivors of Magnes.

If the original story of the game goes, everyone except those three die.

Whoa.

He exhaled slowly.

It's complicated in his head, but he got rid of it as much as possible and remembered only the important things right now.

He don't know why he possessed this body.

He had no intention of dying like this.

So let's find a way to survive.

"Quuaaaggghh!"

He cleared his thoughts at the sound of screaming and looked straight ahead. A red haired woman was stabbing the prisoner's shoulder with a sword.

"W-what are you!"

"These new chicks!"

Prisoners rushed this way.

The two who stood up after her drew their weapons and moved toward the prisoner.

"Ayy! I don't like staying still."

"I am also participating."

"It's easy to clean up those guys."

Following that, the rest of the trainees also participated in the fight against the prisoners. Although he is not an official prison guard, the fact that he has come to the final test of the Burning Hell Prison Guard.

It was that they were a bunch of guys.

However, even those who were caught in the explosion did not survive. He, who is worse than them, must find a way to survive.

"Status Window."

[Status Window]

Name: Redin

Occupation: Trainee

Power: F

Agility: F

Stamina: F

Mana: F

Luck: F

Talent: F

Possessed Skills: Copy (EX), Cold Heart (A)

It's so shabby when looked at.

His condition right now was the worst of the worst.

His physical condition was a little lower than that of a normal adult, and his skills to cover it were far from lacking.

"If only he had free time."

There are fraudulent skills that come to mind. There are so many that it's hard to know what to copy.

But it's not something he can get right now.

"If he had to write anyway…"

It is best to acquire the best skills in the current situation.

There is just one thing that comes to mind.

A story written at the very end of the Chief's journal.

-The day the Magnes incident happened. I couldn't find a single body. Perhaps one of the criminals has escaped.

Survivors not recorded in formal reports.

He later appeared in the Burning Hell Story as a member of the most powerful criminal organization, the Darkness Seven.

Immortal Bahad

One of the skills he had saved him and made him rise to that position.

He have to take care of that.