The Debt Server Posing as a Healing Server (2)
"Pay it back... Debt Forest..."
At least they gave us the basic set. Lucky? Right? My mood just hit rock bottom. I made a depressed face and shoved the bill into the corner of my inventory.
A healing server, my ass. Why do I have to pay off debt here? These Maerchen bastards have gotten vicious.
"Hmm. I'm in the server now, but what should I do first?"
Look at this chat blowing up lololol. Everyone's looking for Uwar lolol. Standing in front of the village hall, listening to the viewers' advice, people started gathering from all over. Specifically, every single Maerchen Live VTuber from KR.
"Uh... what's coming?"
It was honestly overwhelming. A swarm of over ten boxy avatars charging at me—who wouldn't panic? I instinctively bolted from the seniors overwhelming the village hall.
Consciously ignoring the endless chat spam, I ran hard... until.
"...I got lost."
Hunger evaporating. I was in the middle of some forest. Where the hell is this?
MoonLover donated 10,000 won!
"M? Oh wow. Thanks!"
As the donation suggested, I hit shortcut M, and the minimap in the top right expanded. Staring at the big map, I realized just how far I'd come. Gonna take forever to get back.
"Hmm. Guess I'll start from here? They said chop wood earlier?"
"Wood first... Wait no. Running nonstop tanked my hunger."
I was gonna chop wood first, but with hunger at half a bar, I needed food ASAP.
"...This doesn't feel like a healing server."
And I'd barely done anything, but the sun was already setting. Monsters come out at night—what now? Groaning in this hopeless spot.
HeroProtector! donated 10,000 won!
A savior appeared for the baby hero. Right, the playground server had items from donations.
Something like that. It was even posted in the corner of my stream.
Am I really an idiot? With everyone calling me idiot, I started feeling like one. First things first, the gift box. Gotta fill hunger quick.
'Gift box...' Typing it in chat brought up a special inventory. Poor designers. I sent my condolences and quickly moved the Maerchen bread to my inventory.
"HP dropped three bars in the meantime..."
Three whole bars gone... With hunger full, I finally relaxed. Mark... this game's tough. Hunger sorted, I chopped some wood and wandered. Ran into monsters here and there, but who am I?
"Heh. Gotta do at least this much to be a hero." The stone set from the starter kit had a stone sword, so monsters were no problem. Even if I turned into a pincushion.
After all that hassle wandering around.
"Huh? Isn't that a nickname?"
A tiny nameplate far off. The minimap showed someone else besides me. And it was a KR Maerchen Live VTuber—9th gen senior Akira.
Suddenly remembered her desperately chasing me earlier. Just sneak past. No need to bump into her—
Ah. Hero life is full of twists. Nothing goes my way. But just one person? I was open to chatting, so no running. Dodging forever means we'd meet anyway. Better make nice now.
Minimap and approaching nick felt like a horror movie, but heroes don't scare easy. ...At least hero Uwar doesn't.
[Heroooo Uwar!]
I instinctively stepped back from the bouncy boxy avatar, only to hit a tree behind me.
"Hello. Akira senior."
"Uh... thanks?"
[So? Whatcha doing? Chopping wood?]
"Yeah. Viewers told me to chop wood and hit a dungeon. What about you, Akira senior?"
If I'd known three minutes of chat would be this exhausting, I'd have run. Shouldn't have waited.
[Right! You said dungeon? Can Akira come too? If not say no...]
"No it's fine. Come with, Akira senior. Dungeons alone would be boring anyway."
And so, the two of us set off to find a dungeon. Day 1's been eventful.