Episode 4

[Damian]

Level: 1

Occupation: Witch doctor

Affiliation: None

Inclination: -9,999,999,999

Title : Atrocity (極惡無道)

Stats: 1 strength, 1 stamina, 1 agility, 1 intellect, 1 dexterity, 1 luck

....

"Holy X."

Damien cursed as he looked at the window in front of him.

Something was strange.

At the same time that the limit is lifted by the system and a message comes up that it will grant the class.

All of a sudden, his job had become something he had never heard of, and Damien couldn't help but squint before he knew it.

[Witch Doctor]

A witch doctor with primordial powers is the one who touches the realm closest to ancient magic, cursing, and death. Their identities are shrouded in mystery, and they are dangerous ones who believe that death is rest.

Rating: Hidden

Description: Uses spells of poison, curse, summon, bone, blood, corpse, and spirit series. This is a sustained dealer that accumulates damage and defeats them instead of powerful attacks.

[Stats]

Attack Power: ■□□□□□□□□□

Defense : ■□□□□□□□□□

Quickness: ■□□□□□□□□□

Magic Power: ■■■■■■■■■■

Resilience: ■□□□□□□□□□

Vitality: ■□□□□□□□□□

It was because it was a class with a bizarre name.

"This is another."

Damien furrowed his brow.

The stats were very spectacular.

A class that is all about magical power, by magical power, by magical power.

It was like saying that there was nothing outstanding, and at the same time that were mainstream.

In short, it was a subclass.

Magic power was the opposite of resilience, a stat that affected curses and debuffs.

That's why Damien couldn't laugh despite being hidden.

Jobs like and who debuffed or hung from behind never suited his temper.

In addition....

[Warning: You have committed a crime.]

[Warning: Very low inclination.]

[Inclination: -9,999,999,999.]

[Reminder: Propensity penalties will be awarded.]

"Hah."

Damien couldn't help but roll his eyes at the message that followed.

For the first time in his life, the number he had seen had appeared in front of him.

"... Does this make sense?"

Damien bit his lip at the shame of his disposition.

It was funny.

Propensity –9,999,999,999.

Roughly speaking, if you kill one person, -1,9,999,999 is a figure that requires about 999 billion people to be killed.

Moreover, this was a figure that even he, in his 10th year of the game, had never seen, and even the rare PK user had not achieved.

It sounded like it was theoretically impossible.

For example, to achieve this level of propensity, you would have to kill all the users in this AC.

"Isn't it a bug?"

So it was only natural for Damien to be buggy.

This was enough to tell me not to play the game.

[Propensity figure tip!]

Your propensity value decreases when you do something that harms others, and increases when you kill a monster or get a pardon.

When the inclination becomes negative, the person becomes chaotic, and the pupils gradually become red.

Chaotic users receive various penalties according to their disposition, and the penalty increases according to the negative number.

Killing an opponent with PVP enabled will count as self-defense and will not decrease their propensity value, but if not, it will decrease by 1 per person.

[Your inclination penalty]

- XP drop on death +500%

- Item drop +500% upon death

- +500% chance of equipment destroyed upon death

- Automatic concentration camp confinement upon arrest

- Remove safe zone protection effect

- If you are discovered, you will be attacked by NPCs.

....

"I'll be glad I did."

Damien cupped his forehead.

It was a terrible penalty.

500 percent drop in experience on death.

Item drop 500%.

500 percent chance of destroying equipment.

Add to that the incarceration of camps and the removal of safe-zone protection.

Of course, I was warned that once you die, you really die because of a system like the beggar of the Wen beggar.

Damian's current perception could have been on a par with the Demon King who sold out the country.

Enemies were everywhere.

As soon as users and NPCs are caught, everyone becomes an enemy.

Perhaps his goal of had already been accomplished.

But....

'You can't break down here.'

Ugh!

Damien gritted his teeth.

I couldn't give up.

No matter how much I didn't play, I would die, and I had to start with my life right away.

I couldn't wait to die as long as I stepped back ten years through the opportunity to do so.

Marginsheng wasn't weak enough to collapse in frustration over this.

"Give it a try. You X-footed bastards."

Whoops!

Presently, Damian's fist let out an eerie sound.

* * *

"You must be a newly-descended adventurer of the other world. Come on... Huh?"

"Hello."

As Damien spoke, Chief Elmoor's eyes widened.

He was a strange adventurer.

Judging from his outfit, he was clearly a newly descended adventurer (= user).

Unlike the adventurers he had seen so many times, Damien had a peculiar corner.

"Why did you wear an envelope of bread on your head?"

"It's cool."

"Mer, cool?"

"Yes."

'... Is it a crazy bird?'

In other words, Damien had drilled two holes in a bag of bread that could have rolled around in the garbage dump and was walking around Dunbarton with it covered in his helmet.

"Hum, hum! What... If that's your preference, there's nothing I can't respect."

Elmoor gasped at Damian's appearance.

He must have been insane.

yes, let's say you can yield a hundred times and turn over a bag of bread.

But isn't that for any other reason, it's just because it's cool?

Elmoor wondered if the reason Damian's first impression was ominous was because of his bizarre fashion sense.

Without knowing that it was due to the propensity of -9,999,999,999.

"You see, this whispering island is full of mutant sunshine chicks. Every year, they raid and there is no place left. He has a dirty personality and is very troublesome."

"I know."

"That's why I'm saying... Can you catch only ten sunshine chicks near the village? If you will, I will give you things that will be quite useful in my place."

"If it will be useful...."

"They're very useful to you naked."

Banding!

Then a quest window popped up in front of Damian's eyes.

* * *

[Catch the sunshine chick!]

You, who have just descended to the continent of Arcia, let's destroy the whispering island sunchicks and protect the barn of Dunbarton Village!

Category: Tutorials

Description: Kill 10 sun chicks and collect 10 yellow feathers.

Progress: 0% (0/10)

Reward: Elmoor's Newbie Set

Precautions: Be careful not to be lynched en masse by the chicks.

"It's been a while."

Damien , I was impressed.

It was 10 years.

Chief Elmoor's quest.

This quest was a kind of tutorial quest for AC users to understand and master the mechanics of AC while equipping them with the most basic equipment.

It was a quest that had to be broken.

In order to get to the continent seen from here on the Whispering Island, Elmoor's letter of recommendation was essential.

That's why Damien turned over the envelope of bread.

"Hah. Hyunta one, really."

Damien sighed as he looked up at his envelope of bread.

It was inevitable.

Even though I was treated like a psychopath, I was able to get the quest safely, and I was able to move freely through the village with just this piece of paper.

Of course, if it weren't for his skillful speech and gestures, he would have been ruined in the first place, but this tenth-year old man was doing the impossible.

In other words, without any magic or items, he could trick Elmoor, the seasoned chief of Dunbarton, into passing on with just one envelope of bread.

- ZzIljin Sunghoon zZ: Looking for someone to catch like a sunshine chick @@@@@

- Konoka-chandaisuki : Heeeeet—!!!! Hat chick Kowaides—!!!

- MacCree: Look at me, you bastards.

- Tangle Treasurer: What did you say now? Do you want to die?

- Dragons Come: If You Come All (1/3) @@@@@@@@@@@

- Parudan Chief: How do you party it?

- Gangho V: Press Alt+f4 to turn on yes

"It's a dog."

Damien stuck his tongue out at the crowd at the mouth of the village.

There was no hell.

1,012,492,929 cumulative gamers. A game that will become a monster company with a market capitalization of more than 3,000 trillion in the future.

AC's Open Beta has just been around for a day, but the number of users has never decreased.

It was a sight that seemed to reprove data from a previous life.

If you're a little late to connect.

If only he hadn't purchased the same-day shipment from Sinsa-dong.

Damian was also boasting about such a huge number that he might have been among those crowds.

"I'm going to have to play diligently. Before the monster seed dries up."

Damien stepped out of the front door and headed for the fenced byway.

I had to get outside.

It was familiar to Damian, who had already been through it once, but what was happening now was just medicine.

The AC was just now stretching quietly, and sooner or later it would become a huge storm that would engulf the world.

It was the so-called wave of innovation.

Just like Windows and smartphones historically, the world will be upheaval once again with the advent of Evertail's capsule and AC.

"You can't be left behind."

Of course, Damien had no intention of falling behind.

* * *

"Huh, gasp."

Damien headed for the mountain located at the back of the village.

This was where he was first summoned.

At first, I thought it had fallen into a bad place, not a whispering island.

Even Damian, who is in the tenth year of his life (=Arcia), didn't know that it would be a hind mountain.

No one was interested, including him, in the hinterland of the village at the end of the island.

'It's a good thing.'

Damien thought as he climbed the mountain. It was a rougher mountain than I expected.

A desolate field so inconspicuous that even he, who had rotted because he couldn't stand it, passed by inadvertently.

Although it wasn't as good as the clearing outside the village, Damien felt there was no better hunting ground.

- 9,999,999,999 for him to hunt near the village was tantamount to suicide.

"Skill window."

Banding!

Damien chanted lowly, and a skill window appeared in front of him.

It was to see what the witch doctor's skills were.

Even though he is a character whose abilities are imbued with magical powers, Hidden is still a bright color.

Hidden professions, also known as or , always left a strong impact whenever they appeared.

That's why Hidden's exclusion from AC, where the Normal—Advanced—Rare—Heroic—Legendic—Mythic classes exist.

Considering that the class performance tables of AC, such as hunting, raids, and sieges, were divided into F—E—D—C—B—A—S, Hidden Class could have been FFF or SSS.

Of course, the fact that he couldn't party with anyone and was a magic power MAX, the flower of party hunting, didn't help at all.

[Skill]

- Toxic dart

- Soul return (locked)

- Bloodlust (locked)

- Corrupting Potion (locked)

- Voodoo doll (locked)

- Zombify (locked)

....

"Hmm."

Damien brushed his chin as he checked his skill list.

Most of them were inactive skills.

Unlike beginners below level 10 who usually operate 2~3 skills.

The witch doctor could learn all skills after level 10 except , and the effectiveness of the skills could not be verified.

If it was hardcore, it was hardcore.

However....

'Stinger dealing. The Corpse Code is summoned. The bloody impulse is a buff. Is the corruption potion a debuff?'

Damien checked the greyed skill names and guessed roughly what their effects were.

If you pretend, it was Chuck.

There may be skills he didn't know, but he knew better than anyone how skills were classified.

His insight was his greatest strength, and his long-term history.

That was the scary thing about Damian.

'It doesn't matter if you have one skill or two. It doesn't matter how effective it is. In that regard, the fact that the main skill is ranged is a factor that can be a plus. If it depends on Dok Dem (= Poison Damage), the hunting speed will not be slowed down. Then....'

"You can hunt twice as fast as everyone else."

Grin!

Presently, the corners of Damian's mouth faintly arced.