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It was a long time ago.

Events and experiments at a large gaming company.

Live broadcasting took place, and recruiters like me went inside in large capsules.

“Oh, relax. ”

I looked at the man in the robe next to me.

The only room with the right temperature is a man who's sweating and manipulating the complicated machine I'm lying on.

I encountered the game developer who was operating the machine.

“Don't be nervous, just breathe. Johann.”

And Johann?

Not my name.

“I'm not John. ”

The developer was shocked and handed a handshake.

“Haha! I know. My name is John. ”

"..."

“Phew! This is tense. It's my first live broadcast, and I can't believe I'm about to unveil the world's first virtual reality game! ”

The developer rubbed his hands like flies, relaxing.

Seeing him makes me nervous.

“You did your clinical trial, right? ”

“Yes? Of course... Let's do it. Otherwise, we wouldn't be broadcasting live like this. Rest assured."

I have something to tell you.

I'm nervous about smiling awkwardly.

I can't help it if I'm not nervous.

I looked back and saw doctors everywhere diagnosing people in capsules.

“If you're nervous, read this. It'll make you feel better. ”

During the waiting time, the developer handed out a book.

[The story of the ring.]

A foreign fantasy novel.

It is the latest edition of the classical masterpiece and was also made as a movie.

I accepted it.

“Goodbye, then. ”

The developer leaves.

I opened a book called 'Tales of the Ring’ and looked inside.

< Here we go. Ten minutes to air! >

You hear the microphone.

Before the egg-shaped capsule door closed, I put the book on the side shelf.

The book flips over and you see the date of the release in the back.

Published on April 28, 20xx.

< Then let's get started. >

The capsule is closed.

Time flies.

Flow like broadcasting.

I chose the occupation group according to the prompts in my ears.

At that moment, an emergency bell rang to make you deaf.

< What's going on! >

An urgent voice came out of nowhere.

And it burns.

< What the hell, what happened! >

< Stop broadcasting, turn off broadcasting! >

< Who, you have a bad capsule! >

< Who's that guy with the capsule! >

Boo, it's fire! Fire Extinguisher! >

There was a terrible pain that felt like electricity was running through my body.

And...

< B…. Rackhole...? >

Sucking sensation.

It feels like someone is forcibly squeezing and pulling the body.

It gets sucked into an unknown space.

Dark vision rotates.

There is no body. Only the soul swirls.

Through the endless darkness, the light bounces off into the passageway.

And when I woke up....

“Grow!”

You are strangled in the middle of the Commander's Forest.

“Rrrrgh!”

I'm bleeding from my head.

I grabbed the rope with my finger.

The cervical spine is hard to handle under pressure.

I struggled and struggled.

I have all kinds of knowledge in my head.

Magic, Necromancer, Command and Skill.

instinctively, a sigh flows out of my mouth.

“The resurrection of the dead. ”

A muttering, rotting corpse creeps out from the ground.

“Save…. Save me.... ”

The zombie rolls its eyes and reaches out.

I grabbed the rope around my neck and ripped it out.

“Ahhhh... ”

Cold air entered the lungs.

I fell to the ground and looked up at the sky.

I could see it in the fading vision.

A place full of plants I've never heard of.

Unknown world.

That was the last time I arrived in my world.

* *

Ice Voice Corridor.

I wiped my face looking at a novel.

Fragments from past memories were matched.

“I remember.”

I saw the back cover of [ring story].

Published on April 28, 20xx.

It's where I was, and it's a book I read.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

I secretly spit it out in my heart.

Press down on the temples.

Chaos has come.

What's going on? Does warp have something to do with me?

Did I come here...?

“Stop the subjugation. ”

The movement of the dead that were spreading on the iceberg has stopped.

I looked at the novel book while pressing down on the temple.

Then I opened my mouth.

“Capture every vampire alive. ”

The skeletons' glares on the iceberg shake.

“Don't leave any of them behind. Take them alive. ”

I don't intend to let a vampire live.

However, there is a question.

“And…. Interrogate him.”

You take orders from the dead and make your move.

The screams on the iceberg are even more severe.

The dead grasp the mace and shield, not the sword and spear.

Instead of muskets, march forward with crossbows and bows.

“Sa, help me! ”

Skeletons hit the Vampires with a mace.

She grabbed her legs and dragged them, made hedgehogs out of bows and crossbows, and brought tough, life-giving vampires to me.

I asked the Vampires.

I show them the book. What is this?

The Vampires shake their heads and say they don't know.

“Damn it.”

The tides here know nothing.

We need "ancestors," not creatures.

The craftsman who designed the warp.

“Find Earl Timont. ”

An Earl Vampire.

A common dead man would never do that.

“Qasim, Nassaus! ”

I slammed my foot on the floor.

The lake of the holy water is summoned, and Kasim and Nassau crawl out of it, wet and wet.

They knelt before me and bowed their heads.

“Capture the Earl alive. ”

* *

Earl Timon has the data on the warp.

All the records were in my head, but it was something no mortal could take away.

‘Someone deciphered the warp I created! ’

The fact that you rode your own warp means you're most likely a warp practitioner, not a wizard.

It's beyond common sense.

What kind of madman are you?

A warp that has only been researched for over a thousand years.

It was encrypted with ancient texts.

‘I just decrypted it. ’

It's a genius to come out once a thousand years.

‘If I take this data from him... ’

Anyone other than myself will have power over the warp.

That can't be happening.

You must look into the realm of God and realize the truth only by yourself.

“We have to run. ”

Data cannot be discarded.

Gather other warp researchers and use this data to conduct research to reduce the number of decades.

Earl Timon paints warp jeans on the floor.

‘We're getting away. Farther, farther! ’

Warp is not safe either.

If he had interpreted the warp, it would have been obvious.

So we have to warp and run on foot.

Shit, the target is right in front of us! ’

He draws a warp and puts his magic back into it.

The Magic Power bounces off the ground, wanting to make some kind of warp.

“What...? ”

A warp disruption spell.

‘Oh, my God. Is there a wizard in the way of the warp? ’

How thoroughly have you been prepared?

Earl Timont gripped his teeth.

The path of the warp is blocked.

Now I have to run on my feet.

He picks up his suitcase and runs to the balcony.

Look under the ledge.

The top of the iceberg, 120 meters high.

The cool wind blows and snow falls.

Earl Timont grabs a handrail and sweats cold.

“Is jumping going to be okay? ”

Even a vampire's ability to regenerate is dangerous.

Most of all, you are not a member of the combat family.

No, it's not time to hesitate.

Scratch the teeth.

You get up on the ledge.

It was then.

Kung-!

You hear the air burst.

As Earl Timont turns to reflexively, something flies fiercely towards Earl Timont, cutting through the wind.

The Sword of Wind cuts off Earl Timont's leg.

“Huh…? ”

Lose balance.

The bag hits the railing and falls under the ice.

Earl Timont has also collapsed, but is inside the handrail.

Something quickly approaches and grabs Earl Timont's head.

A man with big hands and a body of light more than 50 metres long.

"Berserkers?"

Qasim Deryan slams Earl Timont's head to the ground.

Kung-!

The floor collapses.

The balcony tilts sharply.

“Ahhhh!”

Earl Timont's eyes turn.

What is that, a dead man? The living?

‘Holy Undead...? Oh, my God, it's a miracle! ’

Earl Timont's jaw rises.

Unfit for the situation, he was intrigued without even knowing it.

Even at the crack of his head, the alchemist was delighted to see the Holy Undead.

"No, this is not the time! ’

We have to run.

There is a mission to complete the Warp Gate.

Earl Timon slammed his palm on the balcony floor.

The five long fingers move strangely, carving the floor and quickly drawing a magic circle.

Powerful magic to blow away the Berserkers in front of you.

It was time to summon it.

Qajik-!

Christmas flies and blows Earl Timont's hand away.

“Ow!"

Earl Timont's eyes turn upside down.

Richie in a robe.

Nathus stands with a Musket in his sights.

Muskets are this powerful? ’

Earl Timont looks dazzled even in pain.

The impossible miracles unfolded before his eyes.

I felt this joy for the first time in three years since I had succeeded in warp.

“You must be Earl Timont. ”

Earl Timont rolls his eyes.

Passing Rich Nassaus, a boy stands before the balcony.

Qasim Deryan moves.

You reach out your hand outside the ledge, raising Earl Timont's head.

Earl Timont glances down the ledge, hung in a large canopy.

There is a sealed pit far away, and only frozen ground beneath it.

If it falls, there is a chance of survival.

Earl Timont stares at Allen and growls.

“Why are you dropping it, Human? ”

“Then I won't because I can live. Vampires.”

Allen reaches out and pierces Earl Timont's chest.

“Woof!”

My fingers peeled the skin and crushed my ribs.

Grasp the heart.

“But if the body disappears and falls, it dies. ”

Allen unleashes his power.

“Ahhhh!”

Earl Timont's organs burned.

Even the skin on the outside melts.

“I'll ask.”

Alan took out a book with his other hand and showed it to Earl Timont.

“Where did you get this novel? ”

In burning pain, you turn the eyes of Earl Timont.

A book with an unknown symbol in it that Allen holds.

It is a book that does not know the material or the textual content.

But for the first time in his life, he has brought success to Earl Timon.

One of my favorite things.

Earl Timon bursts into laughter.

‘Ah, there he is. ’

He kicks his tongue, looking at Allen in front of him.

‘He interpreted my warp. ’

So it would be.

You want to know about that mysterious book.

It's a piece of paper and a cover that can't be made in the world.

“I don't know, I don't know! ”

The Warp Gate, which opens the Dimensional Gate, is enough for one person.

Tell that to the man in front of you!

Allen restores his power once again.

Earl Timont vomited blood.

Even the cast casts dust and vanishes.

Earl Timont bursts into laughter, groaning in pain.

“Haha! Torture me. Do you think my beliefs for thousands of years will be so easily broken?"

He opened the door for the first time in modern times.

I became obsessed with the idea that I was one step ahead of any alchemist.

“You may be wondering. ”

Earl Timont stares at Allen.

Yeah, I'd be nervous.

That book is evidence of dimensional movement.

The Alchemist's ultimate goal!

“How that novel came into this world! But I won't teach you.... ”

Earl Timont's eyes widen as he speaks.

His whole body gives me goosebumps.

In my head, I recalled the word Allen said.

With a cold sweat, Earl Timont asked Allen.

“... how do you know it's a novel? ”

Unknown character.

I tried to translate it, but I couldn't translate it for three years.

Concise characters with a certain pattern.

But it was so simple that I decided it was just symbolic.

There is no way to know if it is theology, textbook, paper, novel, or art.

However, the boy in front of his eyes is confirming that it is a "novel."

You've never seen him before today.

“... who are you? ”

"..."

“What the hell...! ”

Earl Timont waves his only hand.

You reach out and grab Alan by the shoulders and cry out in plea.

“Teach me! I want to know what it is! ”

Pride and nothing else.

I had to ask.

Clues, dreams and hopes!

“Tell me! Another dimension, do you know it? Where the hell is the next dimension? What the…!"

“Answer the question and I'll teach you. ”

“I'll talk. I'll talk! ”

Earl Timont was excited.

I found a clue.

70 years in human life, 1,000 years in the past and 200 years.

1270 years of longing and hope.

The boy in front of me knew the answer to that.

Of course I have to lose my mind.

“July 32! ”

Allen's eyes widen in horror.

The date in the world that you have this body.

Earl Timon spoke of the record in his mind at that time.

“for the first time through space. The Warp Gate is open to the other side. Not purgatory, not the spirit system, not the giants! ”

Earl Timon recalled what had happened at that time.

Runs all kinds of warp experiments.

In one of them, a dimensional door opened.

It was absolutely ridiculous.

He didn't use powerful energy or sacrifice.

In just a basic warp jean, a warp gate opens that transcends space-time.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or a necessity.

It was like a miracle from God.

At the open warp gate, you siphon and vomit something out.

“Unknown metals and crafty lines! ”

And a novel called The Ring Story.

Everyone has been fragmented, but only one novel has arrived in one piece.

It has passed through narrow dimensional gaps.

“And one soul! ”

Alan's eyes widen.

“It was not from hell, but a spirit from another world. I've kept the unknown stuff. And the soul.... ”

That's it.

The soul.

“Bounced away and disappeared! He must have wandered or vanished somewhere. ”

It was Allen.