Chapter 1
Chapter 1
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Translator: Vine
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: Prologue
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Prologue
The dragon Vritra, known as the one that flew highest, plummeted to the earth. It was not a descent of its own choosing. It was a forced fall.
The wicked dragon, an opponent even a nation's army would fear to face.
And the one who brought down that monster was, surprisingly, a single man.
“Hah… Hah…”
The man, having kicked off Vritra's back just moments before it slammed into the earth, landed hard and gasped for breath.
He was exhausted. And his injuries were far from ordinary. It wouldn't have been strange if he had collapsed then and there, never to wake again.
Like most of the ‘Players’ brought forth on the day of the ‘Great Summoning,’ the man's appearance was almost excessively flamboyant.
His combat suit, which must have been pure black before being drenched in dragon’s blood, brought to mind a rogue or an assassin. His left arm was tightly bound in bandages, while his right was wrapped in chains, as if in their stead.
His green hair fell just past his shoulders.
A residual green glow lingered in his eyes, set within a pale face.
The man drove the two swords he held, one in each hand, into the ground. Struggling to catch his breath, he reached a hand out into the air.
Characters of light formed in his mind.
[Remaining Survival Time: 11 hours, 37 minutes, 12 seconds]
[Remaining Kron: 12,000]
[* Purchase Survival Time with Kron?]
About eleven hours.
That was a close one. What would have happened if he'd let it get away?
Shaking his head at the dizzying thought, the man purchased the time without hesitation.
The ‘Remaining Survival Time’—the clearest indicator of his race against death—instantly increased.
The man collapsed onto his back.
Butchering the wicked dragon's corpse, collecting the items, contacting the comrades who were surely waiting for him—all of it could wait.
See the ‘Ending,’ and you can return to your own world.
The one and only promise given to the Players summoned to this strange, new world.
The man.
Choi Kang-seok—the one and only fighting-game Player among the 3,721 survivors—clenched his fist.
The day of the Great Summoning, the day that changed everything.
A year had already passed since then.