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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

My new novel, Crest of Knowledge, is out!!!

New Novel!!!!

The old man didn't keep Asef with chains, spells, or threats.

He kept him with something much stronger.

And strangely, Asef didn't want to leave.

Not because he had changed. Not really.

It still didn't matter to him whether he was under a roof or under the stars. A warm bed or a cold patch of dirt—both felt the same.

Maybe it was just instinct, the base survival sense whispering that this place was safe. That he could live here. Rest here. Eat, sleep, breathe—without pain.

And after a few days, something else changed.

Not perfectly. Not fluently. His voice was still rough, like a blade that hadn't seen a whetstone in years.

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