I Became a Necromancer Villain in a Game Novel
Kim Cheol reveled in his solitude. He wasn’t antisocial; he simply loved having time to himself. He always worked alone, and that suited him just fine. That was the real joy of it. So he played the game alone too. “That’s the best part.”
Taking on monsters solo, spotting their weaknesses, and planning every strike was endlessly entertaining. “Orcs hate swords. Maces are perfect for them. For ogres, it’s better to shoot from range with bows. But carrying bows is a pain—maybe I should just throw the weapons.”
The game was balanced around party play, so solo play had its own difficulty curve. And Kim Cheol had no money or allies to help him. Yet he had instincts. Most of his time was spent in the game anyway. “Stand.” “What stand? This is where I hunt.” “I’m XDIA Guild, aren’t I?” “So?” “Hah. Then die.”
One week of grinding, and the character’s experience vanished in an instant. “What did I do wrong?”
Kim Cheol stepped out of the capsule and pondered. He had done nothing wrong. He had never hurt anyone and simply enjoyed the game. But random PK? That wasn’t right. “Stand?” Had the whole XDIA Guild bought that land? No way. A normal person would have just accepted it—too bad, or maybe I should form a party. But Kim Cheol was different. “If they’re going to take from me, I’ll take from them.”
He quit his job. Not hard in a world where robots did everything. Jobs were always scarce. He pooled every penny into the game. Unlike reality, the system rewarded honesty. He obtained hidden classes. He fought legendary-named players and never fell. Now it was time to act. “Who are you?” “Kim Cheol.”
The top-thirty XDIA Guild lasted all of a week before collapsing. Then the Slaughter Squad came. Elite players, dark gamers, all hunting Kim Cheol. “You’re Kim Cheol?” “The ones who wanted you dead were plenty.” They had called him a villain just for farming. Kim Cheol raised his middle finger and snapped it. “Try me.”
Hundreds of Slaughter Squad members fell in seconds. After the third squad was wiped out, the fourth tried something else. “Join Platia Guild and I’ll give you Epic items… Arch Guild? We’ll protect you from Slaughter Squads and dark gamers…” “Shut up.” Large guilds and organizations were beneath him. Kim Cheol moved alone, throwing himself into endless fights. What he wanted he earned after months of grinding. And those who tried to kill him were killed first. The times were on his side too. With PvP experience and rewards rising, just farming made him overwhelmingly strong. He now handled twelve weapons, each of six attributes. He had survived over ten thousand players’ swords. “The King of Ten Thousand Weapons.” He had started calling himself that around then. “Welcome.” “Do you need anything?” “Stand.” “I-I’ll give it to you.” “I don’t want it.”
He didn’t even need to speak first; the offering came his way. But when his mood soured, he swung his weapon without a word. “Mom’s sick. The flowers in the back mountain are supposed to be medicine for the disease… but there are strong monsters on the way…” “…” Kim Cheol said nothing and climbed the mountain to pick the flowers. “Thank you!”
A quest alert rang out with a pure child’s laughter. The corners of Kim Cheol’s mouth twitched upward. “That brat stole my Flora Honey Hunting Spot!” “If I don’t kill him, I can’t sleep at night.” “Finish it!” Large guilds that lost their hunting grounds attacked him in desperation. Kill, kill, kill again. Only then did the opposing guild raise the white flag. Time passed. The Iron Blood Guild seized dominance, and large guilds raised their own flags in their regions. As strong as Kim Cheol was, he still lacked the power to face an army alone. “Right now I can control twelve weapons of six attributes each. But they send out two hundred or three hundred experts. How do I beat that?”
The solution was simple. Control even more weapons and face even stronger foes. If twelve weapons could each handle twelve people, or more, that would be enough. Kim Cheol made his decision and headed straight for the Aluin Wilderness. “This is for the quest, but if it drops, I’ll buy it.” A request from the Crossfire Guild. It wasn’t anything special, but the monster Crystal Golem would help his growth. “Not bad at all.”
Monsters that resisted attacks were destroyed through countless strikes and strategies! The excitement of his very first day playing the game came flooding back. Then one day, three parties appeared in their own spots. “What the hell are you?” “Why are you suddenly attacking?!” To the man’s question, Sihyun yelled back. “This is my spot!” “Spot? What nonsense. I’ve been farming here for a week and not a single other person has shown up?” “No wonder the Golem count dropped.” The man scratched his ear and spat. “Experience thieves are here.” Sihyun’s delicate features twisted. “What?” “Just die.” The man drew his sword with the opposite hand and simultaneously threw an axe. The spinning axe struck Sihyun. Clang! Sihyun barely blocked it and staggered back. The axe still spun in the air. “What the heck is that?” Fafnir frowned. The sudden man held a sword and a mace in his hands. He had already drawn three weapons, and more waited strapped to his back. “Kim Cheol?” “What? That crazy bastard?” Sihyun answered Fafnir’s internal remark. “You know my name?” Kim Cheol charged. His first target was Fafnir. A sword and mace flew at him with heavy momentum. He dodged the sword and blocked the mace. “…” The power within him sent Fafnir flying. “What kind of strength is this…” “You’re pretty strong, aren’t you?” Kim Cheol spun around and targeted the Sihyun sisters. As Fafnir braced himself and rushed to help them, killing intent locked onto him. Clang! He barely blocked it. Now he saw it was the same spinning axe. “Wait, what is this? Is it an infinite sword technique?”
More precisely, an infinite weapon technique. But that didn’t make sense. Even treating him as a player, the highest-ranked players were in the late 200s. Yet weapons moved by themselves? “Is that a hidden class?” Fafnir blocked the next flying axe and shouted a spell. If he couldn’t take direct action… “What?!” Skeletons surrounded Kim Cheol as he tried to attack the sisters. “That bastard is a Necromancer? A Necromancer who blocks my attacks?” Clicking. Kim Cheol stored his sword and mace, then pulled more weapons from his back. This time a silver sword and a massive flail. “I’ve seen that kind of thing in the inventory.” Kim Cheol muttered as he charged the skeletons with his weapons. “Master!” The skeletons couldn’t even scream before their summons vanished. One sword and a couple of punches from the flail crushed the skeletons so thoroughly they couldn’t even collect their bones. “What the hell, that’s a monster!” Fafnir spat curses while tearing the returning axe from the air. “What kind of weapons move on their own?” Well, no—pet techniques. Countless weapons attacked by themselves. No arm or leg movement or spell cues. Just that alone showed Fafnir how tricky Kim Cheol was. Trying to predict movements against top-rankers was impossible. “Truly… what a ridiculous ability…”
In the middle of this, Kim Cheol had already pulled weapons of other attributes and was attacking. He swept the ground with fire or used ice weapons to slow them down. “I have to watch every move and manage all the other weapons just to survive. I get why infinite weapons are treated like miracles in martial novels.” “For now, stall the summons and analyze the pattern.” Fafnir made a cold tactical decision. But there was a problem. “Master!” “Thud!” Boom! Thud! “Hahaha! Is that all you got?” …The bastard was a monster. A siege tank versus dragon fight on a hill! Marine players even surrounded the siege tank and pounded it from below. “The other side isn’t faring well either.” Sihyun and Siyeon were non-combat classes from the start. They drew aggro with one or two weapons at most. “Master…! I’ll hold this spot, so you run!” “Black Mage, fall back!” Bell and Penelope fought bravely, but the odds were still against them. “This bastard is summoning all kinds of weaklings? Are you really a Necromancer?” Kim Cheol sneered. Whoosh. A trident grazed past Fafnir and stuck in the ground. Fafnir gritted his teeth in silence. An absurd monster. If he were an action-game boss, users would demand a nerf immediately. “Even with dual-wielding, he looks stronger than me… and he controls all those weapons from range?” There was no escape. That was when—Boom! The leader skeleton, No. 1, exploded. No. 1 flew in an arc. “Please save me, Master!” Only the upper half of No. 1 grabbed Fafnir’s ankle. “Good, No. 1. You did well.” Fafnir squatted and placed his hand on the skeleton’s skull. Whoosh. No. 1 regenerated instantly. “Please save me, Master!” “Go and stall for a bit more.” “Please save me, Master!” No. 1 wailed like a cow being led to slaughter as it rushed the weapons. “It’s not only you who’s pitiful.” Tragic, but if he babysat every pathetic thing, he couldn’t play the game. Then a silver iron ball flew toward Fafnir’s head. The moment he wrapped it in a sword chain— “Where are you running to!” Kim Cheol’s strength surged, the ball spun wildly, and the iron club struck Fafnir’s arm. -You have taken damage from Bardroi’s Flail (Unique). -You are suffering dark-attribute damage. -Additional damage taken. -You have been hit by the aura of silver. -Received damage increased by 5%. -Recovery effects reduced by 25%. -You have fallen into the status effect ‘Dizziness’. -You have fallen into the status effect ‘Burn’.