Chapter 1

“Lenok, wake up!”

Despite the harsh shouts that shook his ears, he tossed and turned, rubbing his unblinking eyes.

It was an unconscious action, but the voice did not speak twice.

slam!

He opened his eyes as he rolled off the bed with an intense shock that seemed like his jaw would fall off.

A thick, furry behemoth, blood dripping from its face, was looking down at him with bloodshot eyes.

The giant growled low as he trampled his face with the boots he was wearing.

“It is work time. Run to the parts room right now. Got it?”

“.....All right.”

A hoarse voice that surprised even oneself.

As soon as he heard the answer, he strode out of the room.

Only then did he find time to look around, clutching his tingling cheek.

A small room full of simple beds covered with dirty sheets. About 10 people were staring at him with pitiful eyes.

“Stupid child. I’m asleep without even knowing the supervisor came...”

“Leave it alone. You know very well that it’s not long before you turn around. Knowing that, the supervisor didn’t even slap you on the cheek.”

“Well, I might really die if I beat him up.”

They chatted among themselves like that, then got up and left him and disappeared somewhere.

He was listening to the people in a daze, then raised his hands and groped himself.

A skinny body with palpable ribs. Forearms thin like tree branches and calves with veins intact.

The body of an invalid who was completely different from the body he had remembered for the rest of his life existed under his head.

“.......”

He staggered up and realized everything only after standing in front of a small mirror hanging in the corner of a room filled with musty air.

The image of a young man clutching his swollen cheek in a broken mirror was very similar to the appearance of the third character he created through the monitor.

“Lenok... it was.”

A character created just to enjoy the game without any meaning or value.

That insignificant body he hadn’t even given a proper name for, was all he had now.

Lennok was thrown into a new world without even a word of complaint.

Awakening

Where this terrible insomnia came from, Lennok had a rough idea.

One of the many penalties he put on when setting up the character. Insomnia, which has reached a kind of characteristic, is tormenting him.

Even more grim was the fact that insomnia was not the only penalty attached to this body.

All sorts of diseases and symptoms that innately weaken his body are eating away at Lennok and dragging him down.

How long can you last?

What was certain was that the time given to him was not that long.

I didn’t think that my body, which had been weakened to the limit, would be able to endure for a long time in the arduous labor environment.

I thought about it for three days, but the conclusion was decided from the beginning.

‘I have to escape from here.’

Whether he withers to death in a factory or gets caught and dies while running away, it’s just the same ending for Lennok.

I had no intention of turning the stench-filled parts room into a graveyard.

Fortunately, not everything was against Lennok.

Perhaps because he was already being treated like a dying man, Lennok had less control than the other workers, and the other workers didn’t care much about what he was doing.

If you can make good use of this point and figure out the structure of the factory, you should be able to devise an escape route.

Besides, the most important thing is that this body is not useless and not just weak.

In this world, if Lennok’s body has various penalties including insomnia, on the contrary, he will have the same talent as Lennok.

Magical talent imbued with all kinds of bad traits. The quality he had filled to the limit lies dormant in Lennok’s body.

If that talent could be saved somehow, escaping from this factory was not an impossible story.

“.......”

Lennok knew.

In this situation, mentally and physically pushed to the limit due to hard labor and insomnia, calmly organizing the situation and making plans, I know that I am a completely different person than I used to be.

The person he knew was not the kind of person who could keep his senses under these circumstances.

It is probably the result of mental talents such as calmness, concentration, and boldness that he filled in when creating the character.

At that time, it was just an investment in the mental abilities necessary for a wizard, but as a result, it was acting as a driving force that allowed Lenok, who had built three days and nights, to remain sober.

Lenock did not believe in the romantic idea that human mental abilities depended on the soul. Reasonable thinking, cold mind, rational logic are all talents of the body called the brain.

The current mental strength that allowed him to keep his cool was also clearly part of the talent of this weak body.

Clearly recognizing that it is Lennok’s talent, not the old self who pressed the character creation button, will be the first step to overcome the current situation.

I won’t let my guard down for a moment until I get out of this hellish factory.

Lennok forced himself to close his eyes while whipping himself like that.