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Rudra is as ordinary as any college student can get. Club activities, assignment deadlines, his insufferable crush on his class's goddess— you know, the usual. Until a minor accident transmigrates him into a game world. 

With a flying meatball for a guide and a decadent System who is tired of her job, Rudra has no other choice but to abide by the game's rules to progress forward. Until, he stumbles on a secret — The game world is mysteriously entangled with the real world.

And a war is brewing in the shadows of the calm and exorbitant game world, questioning his very reason for waking up in this world.

Now, it is up to Rudra to survive and stay alive till game over and probably save the world while at it but first, he needs to find some pants that goddamn actually fit.


READY OR NOT.

I GET WELCOMED BY A loving slap to the face. 


“Demiurge save us, you’re finally awake!” Back with the paroxysm, Foras hovers in front of my face. My face throbs where his tiny hand hits me across and I glare back at him. He completely ignores me, wiping snoot from god-knows-where because I clearly cannot see a nose on his round body. 


Getting up is a struggle. Even with the chaos ensuing around me, I breathe out hard, trying my darn best to remain calm and inspect my surroundings. I glance up to realise that I have tumbled down a steep, sliding slope. The fire seems to be contained above the slope, a momentary accidental win for me. Every inch of my body aches as I move my hands, dusting myself off from the dry twigs and roots clinging to my torso. Thankfully, no part of me seems broken and that is definitely a plus. 


“How long was I out for?” I should stop making a habit out of this whole blacking out and waking up thing. 


CHAPTER 9 - Quest One