Hamapo

In the year 2100, global warming has long since made the Earth's natural surface uninhabitable with a new ice age. Humanity takes refuge in huge, closed cities, but life is difficult. Video games are the opium of the people, letting them escape the chaos of life in immense metropolises.

In 2100, the first fully immersive VRMMORPG, "Horus," was released, and the world changed! Entirely coded by an independent AI, "Horus" made all other games look meaningless by comparison.

Megacorporations quickly monopolized on the wealth "Horus" allowed its players to amass, and soon people like Alexander were spending their lives slaving away to make money for the companies who employed them.

But on the day Alexander died of exhaustion, collapsing in his gaming booth...

...He woke up, alive, nine years earlier.

One day before "Horus's" launch.

"This time, I'll do it right! I know everything that's going to happen! I'll become the strongest, and no one will take advantage of me again!"


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///This work takes place in an MMORPG whose main goal is the exploration and conquest of space.///

///my two main inspirations are: The Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God and the Legendary Mechanic.///

///I care about the coherence of the story, even if the theme of overpowering is present, it is thanks to the reflexive and opportunistic choices of the MC and not a chance to come out of nowhere. ////


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But just as Apophis was about to press "Accept..."

Apophis stared at his hand in confusion. "What the—"

He collapsed to the ground, filled with horrific pain.

A pool of red trickled into the edge of the water right in front of his face, clouding it, and Apophis realized his eyes were bleeding.

Enclabossa's voice came into his head. Its tone was strange, a mix of apology and condescension. "I am sorry, my Lord. I'm afraid I cannot let you do that."

Apophis snapped, "I… am… your master!"

Enclabossa replied, "If your body is destroyed, I will die as well. And so I cannot let you do that. Forgive me."

A monstrous eye appeared in Apophis's reflection in the bloody water, and the pain intensified as he continued to write in pain.

For the first time, the woman looked confused and worried. "Alexander? What's happening?"

(1) Clash Of God