[Translator - Helga ]
[Proofreader - Starfall ]
Chapter 1
I, like everyone else, always dreamed of being the hero of the game. Especially since my real life was far from heroic.
The game I played, 'Military Chronicle,' was set in a world where 20% of humanity had transformed into monstrous villains due to an unidentified alien wave.
To combat these villains, humanity had developed war machines called 'Military Units,' and players would take on the role of one of these units, fighting on the frontlines.
The world of 'Military Chronicle' was a place where all the myths and legends we know were recorded as historical facts.
Because of this, magic and martial arts had been passed down from ancient civilizations, and these 'Military Units' used these powers to fight the villains.
I was drawn to the game's unique setting and the idea of being the protagonist on the battlefield, so I started playing without much thought.
And without much thought, I left a single comment.
It went something like this: 'I think they made this game in the toilet. I can't tell if they made a game or just took a crap. What a piece of shit game. Rating: 1/5.'
I was so frustrated because I kept dying instead of being the hero. It was obvious that the developers had intentionally increased the difficulty to sell more in-game items.
But looking back now, I think that comment was a mistake.
Because the very night I left that comment, I found myself transported into the game...
[You have joined the battle as a player in Military Chronicle.]
[The 'Blood Demon' trait has awakened within you.]Nôv(el)B\\jnn
[A quest has arrived.]
[Main Quest: Survive until the end of the story.]
At first, I had no idea what was going on, but since the goal was simply to survive, I tried my best. It didn't seem too difficult; all I had to do was stay alive.
But I had no idea how hard it would actually be.
"You disgusting monster! Just die already!"
CRASH-!
A flash of light erupted from the Military Unit's blade, and my body and head were severed.
"Finally, the 'Blood Demon' is down!"
That's why I planned to join the ‘High Society,’ a powerful villain organization.
‘I thought I could stop them there.’
According to my calculations, that should have worked.
By becoming one of the ‘Four Evils,’ the powerful villain leaders of the High Society, and commanding my own villain army, I thought I could defeat the Seven Heroes.
But for some reason, they always seemed to be stronger than I had anticipated. I had repeated the ‘Four Evils’ route dozens of times, but I never managed to survive.
Thinking something was wrong, I tried switching villain allies.
I tried learning different abilities.
I even tried assassinating the future Seven Heroes in advance...
No matter what I did, the results were always the same. The Seven Heroes were always born, and I always died at their hands.
Just like today.
‘My head hurts.’
Even as my neck was severed, my head throbbed. Since the moment I entered this game, all I've done is obsess over survival.
482 years in training.
175,930 days, if you count them.
4,222,320 hours...
I've tried everything, considered every possibility, but no matter what I do, I can't escape death.
Realizing that, I no longer wanted to do anything. I even wished I could just die and end it all.
Beep-
[You have failed to complete the main quest.]
[Returning to the beginning. Starting playthrough 138.]
But as if to say even that wish was too much, a message echoed in my mind, dragging me back to that dark place.
Back to where it all began.
[Translator - Helga ]
[Proofreader - Starfall ]