dark gamer

[N/A]: To be clear, the MC is no reincarnated, he has no knowledge about past life pokemons, he also didn't transmigrate from another world. The game will involve the whole world, as well as all countries, there will be tournaments, championships, events, mysteries and so on. I'm inspired by soap operas like LMS and overgeared!. So don't be surprised if you have similar things!. To LMS fans, only the beginning will be the same for me to have a base. otherwise it will be original.

Oc's are necessary and recommended, send your ideas, they can be ranked using any country!. Yeah, I didn't forget about my naruto fanfic, new chapters will be out soon, enjoy!

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Think of the joyful kind of poverty with a dash of noble spirit and taste that was portrayed in the drama. Always putting others first, while still living in such miserable poverty, smiling warmly in each other's company before sharing their only meal of the day.

If there were any individual who claimed that such fallacies were true in reality, Volkner would have beaten such a person up to an inch of his life. That comment usually got him to boiling points where he'd love to just bump the remaining inch too.

The world has never been kind to the poor.

Due to the amendment of the Labor and Welfare Law in the National Assembly, minors were no longer able to find work. Even though it was illegal, Volkner Aslan worked in almost every industry.

He had been sewing seams in a factory since he was fourteen. While the salary he received was nothing to talk about, he at least got free meals. But with only two fans in the basement where he worked, his health quickly deteriorated. Thanks to this, his lung was damaged, piling up hospital bills.

He got a job at a gas station next. He went as far as carrying a cart in search of recyclables to sell. No matter how hard he worked, the sum he could hold in his hand was just small money. As he was a minor, he could only find employment illegally. Employers took advantage of this fact and worked him to the bone.

Its twenty years of existence so far have been one of exploration and suffering.

Through this experience, Volkner came to know the true value of money. But now, it looked like his life would change for the better. He was finally an adult and had received his ID. He could now legally work.

Tucking his ID card into his wallet, Volkner Aslan muttered to himself, "I'll work until my body breaks. I can probably handle three jobs a day." With his parents passing away when he was young, the only family he had was his grandmother and a younger sister.

"Hu hu. From now on, I'm going to become a rich man." Volkner swore before returning home.

"Did you just come back now?" His grandmother spoke of the blankets she was lying under. With her hips dislocated when she fell down a ladder several days ago, she could no longer leave the house to work.

While she was taking some medicine, it was difficult to get her to the hospital for proper treatment in her current state. So the only thing they could do was let her rest at home. No matter the painful groans they heard through the night, she persistently refused to go for treatment.

Volkner felt the heavyweight on his heart whenever he returned home. With an estranged sister and a sick grandmother, the house felt lifeless and distant. He felt that was one of the reasons he was starting to hate coming home.

"And Elesis?"

"I don't know. She's not back yet. I hope she's not dating those ruffians again." Elesis Aslan was his sister. Most of the time, he could barely see her face these days.

"I'm sure she's fine. What could go wrong?"

"You are her only brother. The older brother must always protect his sister."

"Yes, grandma."

Volkner gave a bitter laugh as he entered her room. No matter physical work, or even becoming a taxi driver, he dreamed of sending his younger sister to university. While she seems adrift and lost, she was different from him – smart and intelligent.

If she had just entered university, he was sure she could find a good husband and live a better life. Also, he no longer had to let his grandmother suffer and take good care of her. The reason his grandmother was so sick and frail was because she took care of him and his sister.

"I'll start looking for work tomorrow. I'll probably have to take a job test too..." Volkner muttered to himself as he turned on his computer. The computer was quite old, spinning when booting. When he was able to connect to the internet, he joined a game out of habit.

The game was The Continent of Sword and Magic.

It was a classic game that was published almost 20 years ago. At that time, the game created an online gaming craze across the country. Even just three years ago, the game was still one of the most popular online games.

The continent of Magic was the only game he played without stuttering on his old computer that was pasted anywhere he could find. It was a game he played for the first time, but he found the only comfort and pleasure in playing it.

Volkner's playstyle was quite unique. He didn't mingle with the other players, but just farmed monsters all day. When a mob appeared, he killed her. When his level went up, he moved to another more challenging farming area.

He never participated in siege or guild wars. He played for the fun of slowly improving his character stats and acquiring equipment. There was even a time when he played 200 hours straight without sleep. It wasn't uncommon for him to bend over for a month just to catch a monster or go up just one level.

While other people might ask how playing like this could be fun, for him the fun was in making his character stronger. He was immersed in the pleasure of killing monsters he couldn't face before.

Before long, Volkner hit the plateau where his character could no longer level up. Such a feat was enough to span the decades of history of the Continent of Magic, from the first to the last.