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【 Dark Fantasy Online ‘Gruzia’ 】

A hardcore MMORPG game where you die once and it’s over, featuring sexy and captivating female characters and an immersive system.

A devilish game that made me spend my entire teens and twenties playing it, thanks to its groundbreaking game scale that supports a 19+ Yas mode and a child succession system.

As a veteran of the game and owner of a Munchkin character, one day I saw an absurd notice and my eyes rolled back.

【Beta service is ending. We would like to express our gratitude to everyone who has supported us so far.】

【The official service will begin soon. All character information will be initialized.】

“What the hell is this!!!”

I devoted my youth to developing characters and after evaporating countless characters, I finally ended up creating a munchkin character.

That character was everything I had and was my asset.

A game character that is even considering passing it down to his son if he gets married and has children.

But this all disappears?

◦ This is a beta test without a prior notice!

I was so angry that I screamed and slammed my monitor.

Although I enjoyed it for free, I absolutely could not tolerate them resetting it on their own.

I immediately sent a long email of 5,700 characters.

… … Hey you fucking losers! You’re suddenly saying beta and resetting the data without saying a word? Where the hell is this kind of management that eats rice?! Do you want to burn down your company and house? Do you really want to get lost? You fucking losers! ^%#$%!@#$!@#@… …

Surprisingly, the answer came right away.

[ Re. # Title: Administrator, you mean reset? Does that make sense? ]

– What? Troll kid? You lost your mom? I let you play the game for free because I felt bad for you, M-Seng. Is that all you can say? You’re so ungrateful. I’m really disappointed.

No, is this a game that you play alone? The game is now a mess because of your character’s misbehavior, so I have no choice but to take this action! You bug-exploiting bastard!

You should have eaten moderately and been very angry! Shut up and prepare yourself! I won’t let you die.

I was shocked and flinched by the operator’s aggressive and emotional response.

Is this the kind of message you should send to your customers? And especially to heavy users who have invested a lot of time in this?

I was so angry that I was getting really angry.

‘Just wait and see, you little shits! I’ll post this on the community and make your company go bankrupt!’

Even if I messed up the game world with my buggy gameplay.

Even if you enjoyed the game by becoming the strongest warrior in Munchkin, conquering the world, monopolizing all the fortunes and powerful items, ascending to the throne as the Demon King, oppressing the world, enslaving all the NPCs in the game, killing other players, and invading other dimensions,

Isn’t this how the operator intervenes in the game?

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

‘Huh? What is it?’

My head suddenly started to feel dizzy, my vision was spinning, and I couldn’t control my body.

He ended up collapsing on the floor.

Then my consciousness began to fade.

Could this be… …

Yes, I ended up provoking the feelings of someone I shouldn’t have provoked.

＊＊＊

When I opened my eyes, I was not in my studio, but in an unfamiliar place, an old room.

It was a house built with dull wood, and the atmosphere was unfamiliar, yet somehow it seemed very familiar.

This is probably… … some kind of inn.

When you create a character, you will randomly spawn in a specific location that matches your race.

The most common location is an inn.

“Status window.”

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Name: Leonard Bailer

Strength[7] Agility[7] Stamina[8]

Magic[5] Sense[11] Luck[7]

Trait: 『Super Regeneration』

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This makes it certain.

That I was transported into the game world.

But something was strange.

A body that is all too familiar.

When I looked at the mirror hanging in the room, I saw that it was a visual representation of my real-life appearance.

“What! This isn’t a character possession?”

What happens then?

Is it because I was stamped by the supposedly god-like operator? No explanation or quest was given.

“Are you saying that it’s not the main supply but an extra NPC-like status?”

Without even a guide for the main quest, I was at a loss as to how I should live here. I felt suffocated.

All he had was a bag, a simple dagger, and two 100 silver low-grade potions.

Now, this was the real world to me, and I was too scared to take on the fierce challenge with a survival chance of less than 0.1%.

I have never learned any magic or swordsmanship.

Even if you start with the minimal swordsmanship and physical training required for an adventure, it will take years.

Above all, as someone with the 『Super Regeneration』 trait, if they were caught by a black magician like an eccentric wizard, necromancer, or corruptor, the worst situation could occur where they would suffer eternally without being able to die.

“What should I do?”

… … After much thought, I decided.

Since it has come to this, instead of trying to achieve things like defeating the Demon King and returning to the original world, I decided to avoid dangerous situations as much as possible and live a safe life like an NPC…

“That’s right! Live happily!”

I already hated the real world. This other world, which may be a game world to me, would be better than reality.

Still, there was one weapon.

A trick that can be used by utilizing the ‘Super Regeneration’ trait.

The ability to create potions using the healing power contained in semen.

If you utilize it, it won’t be too difficult to establish yourself as a potion maker here and make money.

In short, it means that you can live a life of eating raw food.

‘I guess I’ll have to test it first to see if it works.’

After deciding on a plan and going outside, I noticed the inn restaurant downstairs.

It didn’t seem like peak time, but three waitresses wearing short skirts were serving and carrying food.

They weren’t all that pretty, but they were passable. They had nice bodies rather than faces, so they were quite attractive.

I came down the stairs and called the waitress with the largest breasts among them.

“Hey, lady.”

“Yes?”

A blunt tone of voice that suggests that he is very stressed.

The waitress looked at me with haughty, sly eyes.

What was his name? I don’t think he’s Ali.

I touched the waitress’s bread bag once, regardless, and then took out 10 silver coins and handed them over.

“Here’s 10 silver. Can I get it right now?”

“… … Just a moment. I’ll get ready and be there in 20 minutes. Go up to your room.”

“Okay.”

The waitress who immediately changed her attitude after receiving it, winked with a strange smile, and left.

The warm texture of the bread that touched my hand was still cold. I was finally 100% aware that this world was real.

“It wasn’t a game, it was real… … Is this true?”

Then I can enjoy myself to the fullest!

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After that, I lived like a bastard, enjoying sex with the maids at the inn, making potions and selling them.

The door to pleasure, once opened, seemed unlikely to close.

Since infinite sex is possible as long as the magic power is not depleted, it is possible to enjoy it until it is completely discharged.

The waitresses also felt their condition improve after having sex with me and became accustomed to it.

He coaxed the waitresses to sell potions to adventurers, the sick, and those who were low on energy.

Since the potion’s performance was certain, word of mouth quickly spread and there was no particular difficulty in selling it.

This was because it not only healed wounds but also restored vitality, temporarily increasing stamina.

Then at some point, I started to think that it was such a waste to give my precious semen away for free to these cheap bitches, so I rented a store and started a full-fledged potion sales business.

Business is going so well that we can’t sell anything and reservations are piling up.

My new life was unfolding smoothly again through illegal and unlawful play, contrary to the intentions of the operator bastard who sent me here.

So cool!

First, I set my immediate goal to buy a nice house and then save up some money to buy a pretty sex slave.

Fortunately, I was able to fulfill that wish soon after.

As if by fate, a glamorous and attractive girl who was so attractive that I fell in love with her at first sight came to my shop with an injured body and asked for my help.

“What’s going on?”

“Help me!”

A precarious appearance, as if being chased by someone.

The girl’s name is ‘Lena’.

She was a goddess-like being who could satisfy the devilish sexual desire boiling inside me.