Ethel_Imaginations

The Apocalypse descended as the world turned into a game. And while everyone panicked, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong with my eyes.

[Logging into the Game Master’s Account!]

And my ‘oh-so-average’ destiny, changed into ‘is this a cheat life?’ Kind of destiny.

[Would you like to Create a Skill? GM Points will be consumed!]

While others struggled to kill a single goblin, I was searching for stronger monsters. While they were happy with getting even a random weak skill, I was customizing what kind of skills I needed. Even my Talents and Gifts can be customised. The only limit was my imagination.

Heck, even the hidden quests that people would trigger randomly were present in front of me even before the scenario began. 

It wasn’t fair by any means. But isn’t that how life is already?

[Would you like to make changes to the quests in the next scenario? GM Points will be consumed!]

Is this how an apocalypse is supposed to be? I don’t know. I just tried following the script in front of everyone while trying out my cheat in hindsight. Don't get me wrong with the ‘pig eating tiger’ kind of thing. I just don’t like attention. I would rather stay with two trusted friends than with 10 fake ones.

[Would you like to Initiate a Custom quest for the Players? GM Points will be consumed!]

And for the players who were bullying the ‘weak’ me. One may even wonder how they ended up losing half of their stats and skills in a randomly triggered impossible type of quest. 

Fate can be truly scary, you know? 

One must always be careful of it.

The Extra’s Survival: Logging into the Game Master System!

"So basically, you got a contract in the first tutorial just like Alice, and were immediately called upon for a secret quest that you cannot share?" Mark asked as he narrowed his eyes at me.

I wanted to avoid him and run away but I gotta be here with this group as well. After all, while my old group will handle all the things in the background, I would need a front group that can handle everything at the surface level.

Plus more importantly, he is my friend. So it won't be a nice thing to turn my back around to the only few people whom I can trust.

Hearing his words, I nodded at him, which made him sigh before walking a couple of steps forward as he brought his cheek a bit towards me.

Confused, I looked at him before he pointed at his cheek without speaking anything.

"I am not Gay Mark. I am not kissing you-"

And Mark punched me in my gut before glaring at me.

[The Anxiety behind the Smiles!]