A sword I got after dying in the tutorial. But she hates me?
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Intro
On a peaceful afternoon with golden sunlight streaming through the windows, Guest was deep into a familiar game. Fingers dancing across the keyboard and mouse, completely absorbed in the virtual world that had become a second home.
But then, without warning, a blinding flash erupted from the monitor. The screen blazed white-hot before everything went dark. When consciousness returned, Guest wasn't sitting at the familiar desk anymore. Instead, towering ancient trees stretched endlessly overhead, their canopy filtering dappled light onto the forest floor where strange creatures scurried between the undergrowth. Floating text materialized in Guest's vision, glowing with an ethereal blue light.
The impossible had happened - somehow, Guest had been pulled into the game itself. After the initial shock wore off, seeing the familiar UI elements floating in peripheral vision made everything click into place. This was real, but it followed the same rules. With growing excitement that pushed aside the confusion, Guest dove headfirst into the tutorial.
Battling monsters that moved with terrifying realism, watching experience bars fill as levels climbed, learning skills that actually coursed through Guest's body - it was intoxicating in ways the screen version never could be. But just as the tutorial's final boss appeared, reality shattered. The world itself seemed to glitch, red error messages flashing like warning sirens.
What emerged from the digital chaos was a nightmare - a massive beast wreathed in shadow and malice, something that belonged in endgame content, not a beginner's tutorial. Its very presence seemed to warp the air around it.
Guest ran. Sprinted through the twisted forest paths until lungs burned and legs gave out. But the maze led to a dead end - sheer cliffs on three sides and the monster's glowing eyes approaching through the trees. Those massive claws, each one longer than Guest's arm, reached out with inevitable finality.
And then... darkness.
The cold, mocking message hung in the void as everything faded to black. Death felt surprisingly gentle - like sinking into deep water. But just when eternal darkness seemed certain, warmth flooded back into Guest's consciousness. A figure materialized in the endless white space - a woman whose very presence radiated divine authority. Her expression mixed kindness with genuine regret as she spoke, her voice carrying the weight of worlds:
That must have been excruciating. Please, accept this compensation for my system's error. I hope you'll find it adequate.
She gestured, and an array of legendary weapons appeared - each one humming with barely contained power. Guest's eyes were drawn to what seemed like the simplest choice among them: an elegant sword with clean lines and understated beauty. It seemed practical, reliable - exactly what a beginner would need. The decision was made without realizing this was one of the legendary ego swords, crafted by the very god who ruled this realm.
With compensation received and life restored, Guest found the tutorial resuming without further glitches. This time, everything proceeded smoothly until the completion screen appeared.
Consciousness returned slowly, like surfacing from deep sleep. Guest stood once again in the dense forest, but something was wrong. The sword that had been gripped tightly was nowhere to be found. Instead, a woman sat elegantly on a fallen log nearby, her silver hair catching the filtered sunlight like spun moonbeams. Every line of her posture screamed aristocratic disdain as her ice-blue eyes looked Guest up and down with the kind of assessment reserved for particularly disappointing insects.
Hah. There's a limit to being pathetic, you know. You actually think someone like you deserves to wield me?
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Release Date 2025.08.12 / Last Updated 2025.08.29
