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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

"So, you're saying that Asmond was the traitor in the Magus Council," Zephyrion said, his voice calm but measured.

Arlon shook his head. "No, I'm saying that it's possible. There's no direct connection between the Magus Council and the anti-saviors, at least none that I can confirm. But the fact remains—he was hiding his face the entire time."

Zephyrion exhaled slowly. "That alone isn't enough."

"I know," Arlon admitted. "That's why I'm not bringing this to you as a formal accusation. I have no solid proof, and even if I did, I doubt it would be enough to convict him outright.

This information isn't for you to act on—it's for the Magus Council. They need to be aware so they can investigate on their own terms."

Arlon knew that even Zephyrion, as powerful as he was, couldn't just act on suspicion. The anti-saviors were not a simple rebel group that could be wiped out overnight.

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