IBCharon

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

Zack and Sia's fight began with an explosion of movement as both combatants launched themselves toward each other.

The clash of their swords echoed across the arena, and sparks flew as steel met steel.

Arlon, standing among the spectators, watched intently. He couldn't help but notice the similarities in their styles.

Both Zack and Sia were double-sword users, and their fiery personalities translated directly into their fighting techniques—aggressive, fast-paced, and relentless.

However, there was one glaring difference.

While Zack's movements were wild and unrefined, Sia's were sharp and precise, honed by years of training.

She was a warrior in every sense of the word, having been raised in battle since childhood. Zack, on the other hand, was new to real combat.

No matter how hard Zack tried, it became increasingly clear that the match was a losing battle.

Hell Week (3)