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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

There were only a few ways to exit the Tower.

The first was simple: refusing to ascend.

Whenever a challenger cleared a floor, a system notification would appear, calmly asking whether they wished to proceed to the next.

It wasn't aggressive. It didn't rush. There was no countdown, no pressure—just a quiet prompt, waiting for a response.

If the challenger declined, the Tower didn't immediately throw them out. Instead, it asked a second question: would they like to continue to the next level?

It was a different thing entirely.

A level, unlike a floor, didn't always mean a drastic shift in challenge—it could be a side path, a different kind of trial, a detour from the main climb.

But still, the Tower gave them the choice.

A Way Out