0 – prologue

‘The Life’ is a text RPG made up of only typefaces.

The Life is a game where you present a specific keyword and create a worldview that fits it, becoming one of the randomly generated NPCs and living your life.

For a game with only text, NPCs’ responses are quite realistic and the concept quality that can be played is very diverse, so among hipsters who like classic games, The Life used to be simply called God Game.

As one of those people, I was burning the passion of my youth by praising The Life as one of the Godgames.

＜ There is a demonic sword in front of me that exudes tremendous energy… … What do we do? ＞

＜ 1. Pick it up right away. ＞

＜ 2. I feel anxious. Let’s just back off. ＞

‘Put this out? It’s not even gay, it’s just an asshole.’

In this round, characters with no talent became playable.

I’ve been here until the 10th year, but if you’re still a low-level wizard, that’s all I’ve said.

So, in the middle of the loose year, it was a chance that came to me almost for the first time.

Usually, events like this don’t go in a good direction, but I was thinking about pressing restart because I thought I was good at the right time.

I chose option 1 without hesitation.

” ha ha ha… … Your body is mine! 」

「Ahhh! 」

＜ I was completely taken over by the demonic sword… … . ＞

＜ You will be sealed away and fall into a long and deep sleep. ＞

＜ Game Over ＞

‘A Cub’s asshole game.’

Even with that in mind, I immediately created a new character.

‘The last character wasn’t very talented, so I’ll have to live my next life while healing.’

I did the re-semara until a character I liked came out, but in the end it didn’t come out and I went to sleep.

And when I open my eyes again

＜User Information＞

▷ Name

[Yoon Se-hyeon]

▷ Title

[The possessor] [Returner] [Sealed Transcendentalist]

▷ Possession characteristics

[Sealed Transcendental Unconsciousness] [Wizard]

▷ Possession skills

[Creation Magic – Message Left] [Mana Bolt] [Mana Enchant]

‘what is this?’

Something strange was floating right in front of me.

Something was strange, so I looked around and saw a large crowd of students in black uniforms standing in a large auditorium.

“?”

It took me two full days to realize and accept the situation I was in.

‘Why isn’t this a dream? Then it’s called possession.’

If this were the contents of the novel I was reading, I would have whined inwardly that I was fed up with being possessed again.

However, when I was in the position of being victimized, I couldn’t be this novel.

It was such a novel development that I wanted to get off immediately.

‘Fuck.’

I remembered a sentence that was stuck deep in my memory.

[ caution! If the wavelength is similar to that of the character, there is a very rare chance that you will actually be possessed. ]

‘Who would have known that it was a real warning, not just put in to save the atmosphere of the game… … .’

I had to admit.

The fact that I won a very slim chance and became possessed in a game I usually enjoy.

In particular, what was most absurd was the skill called the message that was left behind.