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The MMORPG 'EVR' was released unexpectedly one day, along with its advanced equipment that allowed players to fully immerse themselves in the game, even though prior VR technology wasn't nearly as realistic.

To prevent people from replacing their real lives with the game, the servers were shut down during the day and on weekends.

I was the best at the game, but since I had no friends or family, I could only watch and bet on sports while waiting for the servers to reopen—until the day I died and regressed to a week before the game was released.

I know everything that will happen in the game.

I know the game is not just realistic; it's real.

And for some reason, I don't need to log out!

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This is a no-harem story. It starts off quickly after narrating unnecessary details, so I suggest reading at least a few chapters to get to the heart of the story.

I Don't Need To Log Out

Arlon knew he had already been caught.

But Zephyrion only smiled and said, "So, it is like that..." before continuing as if he hadn't noticed anything unusual.

He wore his glasses, and the oppressive pressure that had seemed to crush everyone's spirits lifted.

Of course, there had been no real pressure to begin with—it was all in their imagination. Fear alone had created the weight they felt.

Zephyrion was fully aware of this. He had merely wanted to test them. Among the group, only Arlon seemed relatively composed.

As Zephyrion's expression softened with the addition of his glasses, the imagined pressure dissipated completely.

If he had exerted real pressure, they wouldn't have even made it to the floor—they'd have been obliterated.

Relief washed over the players. Carmen clung to Evan's arm for support, while Evan himself was struggling to stay on his feet.

After giving them a moment to recover, Zephyrion spoke again.

The Truth Revealed