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

Arlon didn't answer. Instead, he activated Eyes of K*T**.

The movements of the battle stretched out before him like frames in a perfectly controlled sequence.

He could see the way Mirek's feet were positioned, the minute shifts in his muscles as he prepared his next attack.

Arlon scanned his opponent, watching every detail unfold in slow motion.

Mirek (Level 102)

Skill: Divine Aura, Auto-Barrier, Light Step

Weak Points: Lower Right Rib, Left Shoulder (Old Injury)

Arlon's eyes flicked to Mirek's shoulder. The way he moved—powerful, but slightly off-balance—suggested the old injury still affected his mobility.

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