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Born and raised in the Tail-Zone slums of Peacock District, Euri had one goal in life—a safe and stable corporate job.

But the day he discovered the alien game infesting his miniscreen, that goal had to go through some modifications. 


While the entire human civilization on Planet Nen went to war against the superior lifeforms plaguing the extraterrestrial planes, Euri competed with them all for power by just playing this game!



A side-gig that didn’t conflict with his dream of climbing the corporate ladder—how generous can fortune be to bequeath this opportunity to him?


Transcending the spatial laws, transcending human notion of cultivation, transcending the rules of Cosmic Development Bureau, Euri began a series of crazy experiments that could perhaps destroy the millennia-spanning schemes of the most advanced civilizations controlling the macrocosm.



When interrogated about this fiasco, Euri answered the way a perfect corporate slave should. 

“Full credit for this goes to my boss, who provided me with the opportunity..."






 

I Became The Administrator of A Sacred Ground

Any rational man in an ordinary situation would see the lacuna in this wager. It was purely material asymmetry, as Euri would stand to lose only 4102 credits, whereas Vernon could very well lose over 40,000 credits alongside incurring the wrath of a loan shark.

But on his way back, Euri had carefully picked out the most evident characteristics in Vernon's behavior.

The instinct to make gambles, to take unwarranted risks while blinded by momentary impulses, and the quickness with which he resorted to desperate behaviour—all of this had conformed to the plan Euri was offering him.

He'd not refuse. He could not, in fact, refuse.

He could see Vernon weigh the pros and cons in his mind, unwillingness flashing in his eyes as he comprehended his disadvantage. But there was no better position he could create for himself with his own hands.

The Master-Planner