Chapter 1
“No, no, no… no… this is a dream… it’s a dream….”
He pulled at his hair, denying reality.
At first, He thought he was just losing his mind because he was so immersed in the game.
Or that he was just dreaming in his sleep.
But no.
After hours of struggling, He finally gave in and admitted that he had become the worst scum in the game, Otto de Scuderia, his flagship character.
“Haha… hahaha….”
He laughed out loud in disbelief.
How can someone be able to possess a character in a game?
It’s not like this is a novel.
But reality is stranger than fiction.
“Hardcore mode… I can’t believe it was talking about this….”
He stared at the familiar landscape in front of him and gasped.
An empty stadium.
It was the Iota Estate, run by Otto de Scuderia.
The same place he’d seen so many times over the past three years.
‘I don’t know what the heck is going on… but I could have used a little warning….’
Just then.
Bam!
A notification popped up in front of me.
[Notification: Synchronization complete!]
[Notification: Starting game!]
[Notification: Warning!]
[Notification: Remember, if you fail to clear in Hardcore mode, your existence will be erased!]
What to make of this notification window….
‘Am I really going to die, stuck in a game?’
The me, Kim Do-jin, who spent three years in real life playing only the character Otto de Scuderia?
In the meantime, a status window popped up in front of Dojin’s eyes, informing him of the current status of the current him, Otto de Scuderia.
[Otto de Scuderia]
The young lord of Iota, a rural estate in one of the western fringes of the continent.
He has been living a life of vice and debauchery since he was heir to the throne, and has lost the favor of his subjects and fellow lords.
Age: 24
Race: Human
Affiliation: Iota
Title: Lord
Belongs to Otto de Scuderia, whom I know well.
Level : -99
Specialty: Primary Color Grasp
Class: None
A whopping -99 level!
No matter how much you drink, gamble, and love women, your specialty is <Color Picking>.
Without a class… let’s just leave it alone.
What kind of class do you expect a -99 level guy to have?
Cunning 1 / Brute Force 3 / Politics 9
Leadership 11 / Charm 67 / Dignity 2
Infamy 44 / Honor 0 / Intrigue 3
Health 8 / Credit 1 / Skill 37
Luck 1
Every single stat is terrible.
0 Honor and 44 Infamy is one thing.
A Luck of 1 meant I had terrible luck.
The only redeeming stat was that his handsome face gave him a high Charm rating.
Even that was pretty much ruined by his debauched lifestyle at this point.
Even more annoying to the player was the curse on the character.
[Jeezy, you’re an asshole].
What sins did I commit in my previous life….
Type: Curse
Duration: Infinite
Effect:
– Starting Level -99
– Does not grant experience
– Cannot be leveled up
– Athleticism -60
– +50% to Appetite
– +200% to Sex Drive
– +30% to Sleep Desire
– 1% chance to be knocked back when moving.
– Instantly dies on the character’s 25th birthday.
Attempting to do anything makes him sleepy.
Trying to do anything makes one hungry.
If he tries to do anything, he’ll burn his ass off….
And the 1% chance of falling when moving was one of the main sources of player anger.
He has been playing this character for the past three years and has had all sorts of crazy deaths.
It’s safe to say that he’d experienced almost every possible way a human can die.
As proof, check out….
Wham!
Thud!
He wandered through the aisles, and the slippery floor stopped him in his tracks.
“Ouch…!”
He winced in pain and barely picked himself up.
This couldn’t have been a dream, judging by the vividness of the pain.
No, it was more than that.
‘Lord, I almost died….’
It’s a good thing he turned just in time to avoid hitting his head on the floor, or he would have….
Ouch!
He got goosebumps.
Yelp….
He just fell sideways and his nose is now bleeding.
It was Otto de Scuderia who was the protagonist of the proverbial nose-breaking fall.
Of course, it’s more likely that he would have died from a crushed skull….
But it was a relief.
‘Now, wait a minute… is there a reason why most people die early on….’
A thought flashed through my mind.
“Fuck!”
He instinctively threw himself away.
Bam!
At the same time, a giant chandelier came crashing down and almost hit him.
He nearly died twice in the space of a second.