Possessed in a Game That Is Full of Mods

Tutorial area – 1

As soon as I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the stone ceiling. Moisture and cold seeped into his back from the floor at the same time. I got up, calming the goose bumps on my arms.

I was in a prison made of stone on all sides.

In that all-too-familiar landscape, my head quickly finished comprehending the situation. It was a space that I couldn’t possibly know, and it was a space that I shouldn’t have known.

‘It’s ridiculous.’

In my mind, I clicked on the beta tester application link for the 5th episode of Brussels, and then I remembered myself being sucked into the monitor with a bright beam of light. That was my last memory in real life.

The first emotion I felt was absurd. These crazy things were now possessing people, even fishing that they had won a beta tester for a new game.

Even if it wasn’t for me, it was clear that anyone who wanted to play brunet 4 would have been caught magnificently. I wondered if this level of creativity was necessary to keep people possessed.

The next emotion that came to mind was regret.

‘I’m crazy. Why did you do something like World No. 1 clear in enemy enhancement mode?’

Yeah, what kind of world is it these days?

If you are possessed by a novel that you followed alone to the end, or if you are possessed by a writer who is the only reader who followed your work to the end, it would be more fundamental.

In today’s world, people are possessed by novels they have not read, novels they have only read, become possessed even if they do not leave comments, become possessed even if they look at the cover, become possessed even if they filter works, pick up novels, become possessed, and pick writers. It was a very hideous world where I was possessed, dragged in once, returned, and then possessed again.

Is this a deceased person who took 30,000 hours of play time in such a world? It was a perfect prey to catch the eye of some terrifying beings who were frantic to raise their performance as a human.

But what can I do? I’ve already done it, and I’ve been dragged here with a real eye stamp.

got up from the seat The floor was so cold that it was difficult to sit on it naked. Besides, after a while, the first event in the tutorial area will start here.

A plan popped into my head automatically. It was a section that I had already passed thousands of times. He knew perfectly well how to move and behave here.

ㅡSave me! aaagh!

Scary to finish my thoughts, I heard footsteps and terrible screams of people running away from far away.

‘It started.’

I took a deep breath and settled down on the wall farthest from the prison bars. Outside the iron bars, people were running away with all their might, pushing and pushing among themselves.

Convicts on the other side approached the iron grate with bewildered faces and peered outside. With people running to their deaths in groups, you’re wondering what the hell happened outside.

ㅡKung… … thud… …

The ground trembled little by little. As the ground trembled closer and closer, the prisoners looked at each other with incomprehensible eyes.

Finally, a thumping ground rumble was felt right next to it, and that was the moment when a prisoner, who had been peering outside with his face pressed against the iron bars, collapsed in confusion as if he had confirmed something.

ㅡQuooo!

Across the corridor on the left, a hideous-looking monster appeared.

Its body was enormously fat from side to side, almost filling the hallway, and hideous distorted scales covered the entire body.

The legs and thighs were much thicker than most people’s torso, but the torso was more than that, and it seemed counter-proportioned.

The arms were shorter than half of the legs. In one hand, he was holding a wooden club the size of his height. The club was already bloody.

His face was distorted, and his mouth was torn almost to the bottom of his ears, with jagged teeth protruding out of order.

It was the boss of the tutorial area, a human butcher.

The prisoners in the prison opposite saw him screaming for the prison to leave. Perhaps the sound attracted Aggro, the Human Butcher didn’t try to come towards me, but headed towards the prison on the other side.

His massive body bent the iron bars like some kind of candy and entered the prison. Soon after, a desperate scream was heard along with the sound of a human body being crushed.

Blood splattered all over the prison walls. Up to this point, everything was just like the game. Compared to the graphics of Brunet 4, which were not so outstanding, the crushed flesh was so clear that it made me feel sick to my stomach.

True to his name, a human butcher who literally butchered prisoners has stepped out of prison. Fresh blood dripped from the club over the dried blood.

Now the next target was me. The heavy body thumped and moved again. The iron bar on the prison door did not last even for a second and bent helplessly.

The human butcher, halfway inside the prison, took the next step, raising his blunt arm toward me.

—-By the way!

Right before the arm was struck, a large crack formed from the place where the foot had stepped, and the floor began to crack. Startled, he didn’t try to strike the club, but backed away.

However, the cracks continued without stopping, and soon the entire prison floor cracked open. It was a precarious sight, as if it would collapse at any moment.

‘This is the beginning.’

The Human Butcher let out a snort and turned away, assuming that I was about to fall to my death. It was true that it would fall with the collapsing floor behind it.

I won’t die instead.

I closed my eyes and prepared for the shock. The floor reached its limit shortly after and collapsed under its own weight. At the same time, my body also crashed into the depths of the underground along with the collapsing pile of stones.

“Cool, cool.”

I inhaled the dust properly, so I coughed.

He raised his arm and pushed away a stone in front of him, then moved around the pile of stones piled up on his body. After repeating that for a long time, I was able to crawl out.

The place where I fell was the lowest floor of the prison.

It could be said that this was the start of Brunet 4 in earnest. Before falling here, what happened in the upper prison was only an intro level in terms of a game.

He got his body together and escaped the prison through the bent iron bars. It was quiet all around. It was exactly what I saw in the game.

I never really imagined that I would experience this myself. It felt complicated.

‘What would have been chosen for the past?’

I looked down at my body. A very muscular body, wearing only one skirt. Unfortunately, past behavior and body shape were separate, so I couldn’t guess from this.

To be honest, I briefly thought that I was lucky that I wasn’t a female.

‘I can check right away anyway, so there’s no point in thinking about it here.’

I walked towards the nearby stairs. Climbing these stairs led to the first battle with miscellaneous mobs in the tutorial area, and at the same time, it was possible to check what the player had chosen for their past actions.

I picked up the crude wooden club in front of the landing and carefully climbed the stairs to make as little noise as possible, listening to the conversation upstairs.

“… … .”

No sound was heard.

‘I’m exhausted.’

As soon as I realized that fact, my face contorted.

If you move on foot without making footsteps on the stairs, you will hear the conversation of the enemies halfway through. It was a conversation about how to distribute the loot.

When mentioning armor, longswords and shields, the past acts are knights; when mentioning daggers and magic scrolls, past acts are rogues; and when referring to staves and robes, past acts are wizards. something like this

But if you couldn’t hear anything, it meant that the player character’s past was ‘abandoned’. As soon as I realized that, I felt a surge of emotion inside me.

‘There are 10 past events to choose from, but that’s all I need.’

The Abandoned One was a uniquely weak character among the past actions that the player could choose from. The level starts at 1, all stats are 1, and no items, weapons, or armor are given.

Because all stats were 1, it was the character with the best stat efficiency in the PvP appropriate level, but that was all of its strengths.

Besides, getting there was a challenge. My health is low, my stamina is garbage, my attack power is sh*t, and I have no items or armor to wear.

It can be said that the past, which is often said, when a deceased person wants their own hard mode, is an abandoned person.

In a game, even if you choose a person who was abandoned by their past, it is enough to wake up with an infinite return, but now I was in a situation where I was sucked into the game. Where is the guarantee that you will be resurrected after you die?

He sighed deeply and picked up the club. Whatever it is, it’s better than nothing. I walked slowly up the stairs, holding on to the wooden club. The upstairs came into view little by little.

‘I knew it.’

As I expected, the place where the items showing the past were supposed to be was empty. Prisoners dressed in sloppy clothes roamed around beside them with wooden beams.

It was the same scenery that I was tired of seeing in the game.

If so, what I have to do will be the same as what I used to get bored of in the game.

I took a deep breath and went upstairs.