Ch.0I Became a Succubus in a Game.

Here’s a shitty game that no one would play even if you gave it to them for free.

[Perish World]

Genre: Single-player RPG.

The unique feature is its one-coin system, something that’s practically obsolete these days. In other words, when your character dies, both the character and all save data are completely deleted.

Yeah, up to this point, as a hardcore gamer, I’d actually welcome such a challenge.

But, but you see…

“This goddamn garbage game, I swear.”

The random elements are way too heavy.

In roguelikes, you can at least learn and master patterns, but this trash game changes everything randomly for each character—from background settings to NPCs and even mobs.

On top of that, even character creation is randomized, which is so absurd it makes me want to bang my head against a wall.

Yet here I am, the idiot with a broken brain who keeps playing this garbage game.

“Does this game even have an ending?”

Even though the developers insist there is one, the more I play, the more distant that ending seems.

“Sigh, I’ll probably reach the ending if I keep grinding.”

But questioning it only frustrates me. The developer doesn’t even bother to communicate with players.

All I can do is believe and keep playing.

The only consolation is that my dead characters at least leave behind something resembling a clue to the ending before they disappear.

The cost? Losing a character I spent two years developing—it’s so painful it makes me want to cough up blood.

“Haaa… that was actually a decent character…”

Let me say it again: this game is garbage. Everything is random, and there’s zero compatibility between elements.

That means you can end up with a mage who has no magic power whatsoever.

Sunfish warriors, magicless mages, one-armed archers, glowing assassins, mute bards, and so on. My mind flashes through all the trash characters that made me grab the back of my neck in frustration.

“Average. I’m not asking for more. Just give me a character that’s at least average.”

I can raise even an ordinary village kid to become a Sword Master or Archmage. Just don’t give me another F-tier character. Anything but F-tier!

With that desperate wish, I type out my character’s name, one letter at a time, with all my heart.

[Pray]

A name filled with my desperate plea to finally see the ending. This is already the 100th Pray. Please let this Pray be the last Pray. I prayed once more in my heart.

[Character is being created.]

After entering the nickname and hitting the create button, the character is instantly generated. This speed might be one of the few merits of this game.

[Character creation complete]

“Phew… please… pleeeaaase…”

The dice have already been rolled. All that’s left is to check the result. I start by checking the least important attribute: gender.

[Gender: Female]

“That’s normal.”

The chance of getting something unusual for gender is low to begin with, but seeing a normal result still gives me some peace of mind.

Next, I check the stats.

These are also relatively less important. Good stats make the early game easier, but even low stats are manageable.

[Strength: 7] [Vitality: 8] [Agility: 10]

[Intelligence: 6] [Spirit: 8] [Charm: 10]

The average of these stats is 8.

Considering the normal average is around 5, this is practically hitting the jackpot.

“Good… let’s keep this momentum…”

Next, I check the trait. This is where a character’s future truly begins to take shape.

[Trait: Sword Saint]

“Yes!!! That’s it! This is what gaming should be!!”

I let out a cheer as soon as I saw the trait name.

An overpowered trait that applies every possible bonus to sword skills. It even locks the character’s talent to swords.

Considering how many characters end up with mismatched traits and talents, the broken nature of this trait becomes even more apparent.

“Good… very good… now I just need the race not to be terrible.”

Stats: Jackpot.

Trait: Super jackpot.

Talent: Jackpot thanks to the trait.

At this point, I wouldn’t even care if the race turned out to be goblin instead of human. I’d make a Sword Master goblin and slice everything to pieces.

But there are still races to avoid. The most notable example is Succubus.

It’s not that the race itself is garbage. Overall, Succubus ranks in the lower-middle tier, which is decent enough.

However, the racial trait of a Succubus sacrifices all other stats in exchange for high Charm.

It’s completely incompatible. There’s no such thing as a swordsman who uses Charm stat!

“Please, anything but Succubus.”

I pray as I check the race.

What will it be?

[Race: Succubus]

Ta-da~ It’s a Succubus.

“Fuck…”

The very race I wanted to avoid most. After using up all my luck on the previous attributes, it finally dropped a massive bomb at the end.

I’m used to getting trash characters. But this is different. This isn’t just rolling a bad character—it’s like the game is mocking me.

“My… my neck… ugh… gah… gack…”

The shock is so great that I feel like the character on screen is laughing at me.

The more I stare at the screen, the more blood rushes to my head, and my vision gradually turns red.

Shouldn’t I calm down?

By the time I had that thought, it was already too late. My vision had been completely red for a while, and my rational thinking was completely shattered.

CRASH!!!

My arm punches through the monitor, destroying it. And using the broken monitor as a reference point, the space also shat…ters?

“Huh?”

Faced with this surreal sight, I can only make a dumbfounded sound. Meanwhile, the computer with its shattered monitor continues to run, still making noise.

[Starting world.]

With that announcement coming through the computer speakers, my vision goes completely dark.

And that’s how I became a succubus in the game.