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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..."




Tags: Modern world, alternate world, multiple races, game system, beast pets, dragons, vampires, mutants, monsters, scheming and conspiracies, apocalypse, fast paced, violence, gore, duels, politics, cults, comedic undertone, ruthless protagonist, hidden identity, survival, bloodlines, supernatural abilities,

I Became The Administrator of A Sacred Ground

The nighttime hunt got Euri another batch of ingredients for the ambrosia pool.

Combined with the deposit he had used earlier in the evening, a total of 4 units of ambrosia was produced and consumed in the span of two hours. His in-game profile was refreshed accordingly.

[ Familiars: Scout Dog, Brawler Rat, Scavenger Rat, Dread Spider, Saw Serpent, Brave Rabbit, Scavenger Rabbit, Infinity Locust × 103 ]

[ Administration Skill: Shepherding ]

The sensation of newfound power pulsing underneath his skin was addicting. Until his body adjusted to the sudden enhancement, it felt like he was a monstrous being from epics, and everywhere his eyes could reach, he only saw weaknesses, fragility, and inferiority.

He wanted to vent. He needed some channel to release the boiling, bubbling impulses.

Vengeance