Chapter 1
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: Still, I Live On
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1.
He got out of bed and opened the door.
"It's not that it's boring... Rubean is actually a pretty nice village to live in."
Someone was standing right in front of his house.
A country girl with light brown hair, hands demurely clasped in front of her, wearing a loose-fitting dress with a traditional wide skirt.
[Talk]
"Every time my little brother heads to the forest, I always worry. He shouldn't go to dangerous places..."
With no one around to hear, she kept repeating the same mutterings to herself.
"It's not that it's boring... Rubean is actually a pretty nice village to live in."
Just watching her, she almost looked like a machine in human skin.
Nothing special, he thought.
She's basically a doll programmed with data.
NPC... that'd be the easy way to put it.
"Ah, are you an adventurer by any chance?"
Approach and input the keyword, and she'd react right away, recognizing him—but it was always the same lines.
"Where are you from? Could you tell me some adventure stories?"
He wasn't an adventurer, so he couldn't share adventure tales, but there were other things he could do.
Like groping those perky tits to his heart's content.
Smooth...
He reached out with both hands and kneaded her breasts over her clothes as much as he wanted.
But Ria, this country bumpkin, just smiled welcomingly and met his gaze.
Rustle!
Strip her completely naked, and it was the same.
"Where are you from?"
Even left in just her white bra and panties, her expression never changed.
"Adventure stories, mmph."
He grabbed her shoulders and kissed her.
"Mmph, mm, mmm, muh?"
Tongue in, ravaging her mouth—she stayed busy with her own lines regardless.
"Haa... It's not that it's boring... Rubean is actually a pretty nice village to live in."
After a while, the recognition reset, and she'd go back to muttering to herself.
But pull off her panties and start licking her down there, and things changed a bit.
Standing with her crotch spread, he lapped repeatedly at her slit, and soon enough, she started getting wet.
Squelch...
"Hic, every time my little brother heads to the, ahn, forest, eek, I always worry. Hii...! He shouldn't go to, ungh, dangerous places."
The way she let out those moans made it seem like she felt it.
Still felt just like fucking a doll, though.
She wasn't bad-looking, so once she was wet enough, he dropped his pants and pulled out his rock-hard cock.
This vibe of railing the prettiest village girl right in the middle of the countryside—honestly, it never failed to get him going.
He maneuvered Ria's body to brace her hands against the wall, then pressed his glans against the crack of her protruding ass and shoved it in.
Squelch...
"Ngh..."
The sensation of her walls stretching around him was always thrilling.
Country girl or not, he'd popped her cherry himself, so she wasn't a virgin anymore.
Yet her premium pussy clamped down just as tight as the first time.
Truth be told, she was the only one he'd ever tried, so he had no clue if it was really premium.
Whatever. Grateful for the help today, he rocked his hips without restraint.
Slap, slap, slap!
He gripped her pelvis tight, slamming his meat rod in deep to make their flesh collide with even cruder sounds.
Squelch, slurp, squelch!
No consideration for his partner whatsoever.
Purely focused on chasing his own sexual pleasure!
"Ah, ah! If you go, hngh! outside, ungh! the plants, people attack... ahn, aung... they say, so det... be careful, ungh!"
Even reciting her scripted lines, her body seemed to realize it was getting fucked, clenching rhythmically inside.
The ridges of her walls stroked his shaft fast and hard, relentlessly building his pleasure until the urge to cum surged up quickly.
"Ugh..."
No holding back—he blew his load right away.
Pumped every last drop straight into her depths without hesitation.
Only after emptying himself completely did he pull out and let Ria go.
No idea if she could get pregnant.
She only ever said the same damn things anyway. Who cared?
"Hoo."
One massive release left him satisfied, so he wiped his dick on Ria's discarded clothes wherever, then pulled up his pants.
"Thanks, Ria. You gave me the strength to get through today."
"Haat... It's not that it's boring... Rubean is actually a pretty nice village to live in."
He always thanked her afterward, but what was the point?
With the Level 1 wooden sword slung on his back, he headed for the hunting grounds.
Time to forage for food again today.
Which meant grinding his ass off like crazy.
"Ah, life fucking sucks."
How he'd ended up in this absurd world? Five days ago...
Even now, it was ridiculous just thinking about it.
2.
Plain World was a long-dead old game that had flopped hard—no wonder no one got hooked.
That's why it shut down.
But when service ended, someone ripped apart the client data, slapped together a mod tool, and released it.
And it actually blew up.
A world that changed however users wanted.
Plain World, reshaped to players' tastes, turned out surprisingly appealing. Plenty of people poked around with interest.
Yoon Young was one of them.
Running modpacks, even making his own mods...
But what went wrong?
One day, he woke up in what felt like a rural village straight out of that dead game, modded to hell.
At first, he denied reality, his mind racing through every possibility. But a few days later, he had to accept it.
Do nothing, and he'd starve to death.
'Gotta catch something edible today.'
For some reason, the villagers never ate. No idea what they lived on.
'All dolls without souls, maybe they don't need food. Whatever.'
Either way, to shove anything in his mouth and fill his belly, he had to risk his neck hunting.
"Sigh."
The shimmering blue portal made him sigh on reflex.
Like any game—step in, wait a few seconds, and teleport somewhere.
[Forest Path 1]
A path thick with surrounding forest.
Safe zone for now, but one more portal to Forest Path 2 led straight to the hunting grounds.
He followed the path—who knew who cleared it.
Stepped into the center of the next portal.
[Forest Path 2]
Yeah, here.
Now monsters could pop up anytime.
Plant monsters around here.
One of Ria's lines: 'They say plants attack people if you go outside, so be careful.' Spot on.
Huge flowers and weeds grown massive, coming at you.
Level 1 Yoon Young had to beat them with his shitty wooden sword.
Fail to find edible ones, and he'd starve.
'Life...'
Grumbling, but he pressed on.
Knowing complaints changed nothing.
3.
"Fuck, fuck!"
Full swings with a desperate face!
Thwack, smack!
"Kaaak!"
The massive pea vine screamed under repeated blows from the wooden sword.
How does a pea vine scream?
Yoon Young had no idea.
Mouth there, so it screams? That was his guess.
This pea vine was a plant monster: [Green Pea Vine].
Picture a giant pea pod with eyes and mouth in the center, vine tendrils as legs—freakish thing waddling around.
But that wasn't important now.
"Die! Die, you fucker!"
Thwack, thwack, smack!
"Kaaak!"
Yoon Young had his reasons for cursing.
Over three minutes of full-power whacking, and it wouldn't die.
His eyes bloodshot, breath catching.
"Hup!"
Smack!
Still, he gritted his teeth and swung.
Hit by those vines? Fucking hurt.
Had to seize chances and beat it till it dropped.
Thwack, smack!
"Die! Just fucking croak alreadyyy!"
"Kaaaaak!"
Smaaaack!
Something felt different in his hands just now.
Mid-frenzy, he glared wide-eyed.
The vine burst with a pop, green sap spraying as peas scattered everywhere.
"Kweeeh..."
Eyes rolled back, vine slumped limp.
Its corpse soon faded, vanishing without a trace.
Yoon Young collapsed flat, gasping huge breaths.
"Hak! Hak! Ugh, shit."
Long recovery before staggering up.
'Life's fucking brutal, for real.'
He didn't want to curse, but couldn't help it.
Yoon Young trudged to where the monster died.
What dropped this time?
Knew better than to expect much, but he did anyway.
[Pea Vine (6)]
Just six finger-sized pea vines.
"Hoo."
Stupid to hope, Yoon Young muttered.
Who'd stick these up their nose?
Still, to feel like he'd eaten something, he'd need another run today.
Yoon Young sat back down, staring at the sky, thinking.
'Your mom.'
Muttering it at the world didn't help his mood.
Yoon Young rarely cursed before, but the last five days had turned him into a foul-mouthed rag.
'Ugh, already dying here, how to catch one more.'
Body drained of strength.
No real rest, and he'd get wrecked instead.
Last time, an apple gouged his side—hurt like hell.
Bruise still lingered.
Maddest part? Whining in pain let the big red apple escape.
Never exercised, now regretting it hard.
'If I just had a real weapon. Wooden sword? Bullshit. Give me a hammer or axe, easy catch.'
But Yoon Young's gear was white tee, shorts, and that lame wooden sword—his whole defense.
'Why no starter pack I made?'
Normally, game start had a little box upfront.
His custom starter pack mod—loot items for easy start.
Here? Nothing but garbage basics.
Worried even this would break soon.
'How'd I end up like this?'
Might be better to chip a stone into a handaxe, bash by hand.
'Nah, break a hand then what.'
Swinging the wooden sword alone bruised his palms bad.
Just go with the flow.
Keep using it, maybe sword proficiency rises or something.
"Hup!"
Move to live. Pumped himself up and stood.
One hope: a 'Status Window' existed.
Made sense, thinking about it.
NPCs spouting lines no matter what; kill monster, body vanishes, items loot instantly.
No status window? That'd be weird.
Pathetic contents embarrassed to show, but it was Yoon Young's sole hope now.
Sure, tough now—but level up, allocate stats, life improves. That expectation drove him.
4.
"Eugh."
Today's hunt paid off, at least.
Second monster: Sweet Potato. Scored three sweet potatoes.
—Die! Die already! Fuck! Die! Hup! Why won't you die! Why! Why!
—Kiaaat!
Not smooth sailing, of course.
Tomorrow morning? Muscle pain hell incoming.
'At least belly full today.'
Starved yesterday—gut empty.
Back in village, Yoon Young prepped cooking.
Prep meaning light a fire, basically.
Materials: looted firewood, straw, pot, flint from any house.
Water from the well.
Shoved logs in Ria's house stove, topped with dry straw, sparked flint, set pot of water on.
Crackle, crackle.
'Burning good. Nice.'
Bubble bubble bubble...
Water boiling—dump in washed sweet potatoes and peas.
Looked clean unwashed, but felt gross anyway.
"What brings you to our house?"
Ignored Ria, waited for food.
Bubble bubble bubble.
'Looks done...'
Dish it up and eat.
"Dig in."
Shitty life? Self-talk habit forms.
Yoon Young grabbed hot sweet potato, peeled carefully, bit big.
"Ehh, hot..."
Huffed cooling flesh in mouth till okay, chewed.
Sweet potato sweetness spread.
Hunted plants mostly tasty.
'Fuck...'
One bite, gut curses, eyes tear up.
Tasty? Nah.
'Pizza chicken burger cola... miss you...'
His pathetic state hit hard.
Still hungry, chewed and swallowed.
Cracked a pea too.
Sweet as hell.
'At least wanna grill some meat.'
Meal of tears done, time to brood.
Suddenly, Ria sat primly opposite at table.
Morning: one load dumped, clothes stripped—now fully restored.
"Do you have some business with me?"
Yoon Young stared at Ria, spoke.
"Ria, I tried hard today too."
[Talk]
"Hello, adventurer! Nice weather today, isn't it?"
"Sigh."
Involuntary sigh.
Bittersweet—thumbs and index auto-pressed eye corners.
Suddenly bolted up, scooped Ria, tossed on bed.
"Do you have some business with me?"
Stripped her bare, fucked her.
Yoon Young's one way to vent in this world.
Creeeak, creak, creak!
"Ria, gonna cum..."
"Aahn! Ungh, our, ahn! house, wh-what, business dooo!"
"Ngh...!"
Ecstasy ended, sage time inevitable.
Massive creampie—future worries crashed in.
'Hoo... Can I survive here...'
Yoon Young hugged Ria tight, sought sleep.
Not evening yet, but exhaustion brought crashing drowsiness.
"Haa... Do you have some business with me?"
Fell asleep to Ria's voice as lullaby.