Bain_Ban

When teen Beniamin wakes up trapped in Magic & Stuff—a clichéd, poorly written manhwa he once mocked—he’s forced to rewrite its garbage plot. The original protagonist, Kael, is destined to become a tyrannical overlord, and Beni is forced to stop him, enjoying the process. But enrolling in the elite academy that shapes Kael’s rise costs a fortune, and Beni’s stats are laughably weak. Armed with a glitchy system that threatens death for failure, he hustles through a world of monster hunts and noble snobbery, exploiting every plot hole and loophole to survive.  

*Can a broke, underpowered nobody outsmart a broken story—or will he become its next casualty?*

Magic and Shi

- Collect 5 low-level monster mana cores (Reward: 3 silver)

- Exterminate giant rats in the sewers (Reward: 2 silver)

- Hunt 3 F-ranked beasts in Gail Forest (Reward: 5-10 silver)

I sighed. "All bottom-tier trash. But at least Gail Forest's close." My arm still throbbed from the guild exam, but the healer's poultice kept the demonic rot at bay. For now.

The guard's spear barred my path. "ID."

"ID? Uh…" Shit. They never mentioned this in the novel.

He narrowed his eyes. "Your guild badge, kid. Show it or scram."

"Right! Sorry, long day." I flashed the wooden token.

He snorted. "F-rank? Don't die out there."

Twisted trees clawed at the sky, their branches blotting out the sun. My dagger felt laughably small. Two kilometers in. Five hours to hunt three monsters. And a side quest to find a dryad's blessing Kael stole in the original plot. Priorities.

*[Mission: Hunt 3 F-Ranked Beasts (1/3)]*

A creature the size of a ten-year-old child lurched into view—a Skitterclaw, its chitinous legs screeching against rocks. Glowing green veins pulsed along its joints: mana cores.

Weakness: Joints. Destroy the cores, and it collapses under its own weight.

I crouched behind a boulder. Plan: Strike the rear leg's mana node. One clean hit.

I lunged. The dagger bit into its back leg.

The Skitterclaw's shriek rattled my teeth. It spun, mandibles snapping, but I'd already ducked behind a tree.

"This is why evolution didn't make you giant back on Earth!" I hissed.

It thrashed, its crippled leg buckling. Now. I darted forward, aiming for the other leg—

A chitinous leg whipped out, slamming me into a tree. Breath fled my lungs.

The Skitterclaw loomed, dripping acidic saliva. I rolled, thrusting the dagger upward—

The blade pierced its underbelly. Black ichor sprayed as it collapsed, crushing itself under its own weight.

*[Achievement Unlocked: First Blood]*

*[Reward: *Opening Strike (F) – First attack deals 10% of target's HP as bonus damage.]**

"Hell yeah!" I wiped gore off my face. Finally being usefull I see!

The forest's heart was a maze of identical oaks.

Dryads disguise themselves as trees. Find the right one, pass their test, get blessed. Easy.

Let's use that skill I got in the exam

"This is anticlimactic," I groaned. Priorities. Hunt first, fairy trees later.

A demon-wolf stalked into the clearing, obsidian fur bristling, crimson eyes locked on me. Behind it, a cub gnawed on bones.

Plan: Paralyze the adult with Skitterclaw blood on my blade. Kill the cub fast.

I smeared green ichor on the dagger.

"Hey, I killed your other child yesterday!"

The wolf lunged. I sidestepped, slashing its flank. It staggered—the toxin seizing its muscles.

I scooped up a rock. "Here, puppy—"

The cub pounced. Black fangs sank into my forearm.

*[Warning: Demonic Corruption Detected]*

*[Current Resistance: 12% (Healer's Poultice Active)]*

"You're demonic too?!" I slammed it against a tree, dagger piercing its heart.

*[Reward: Regeneration (F) Unlocked]*

But the bite on my arm sizzled, veins turning ink-black.

02 - Monsters & S***