༺ Kill the Player (1) ༻


  I killed the player.


  He was one hell of a fucker.




  3 years ago, I woke up as a game character,


  As a side character at that.



『Heroic Legends of Arhan』


  As expected of a game, it had an enormous setting filled with all sorts of crises and events, including even the destruction of the entire world, but it was fine!


  Because the protagonist would solve it all!


  There was nowhere to run, and it’s not like I could avoid things from happening by leaving this continent, so let’s watch the story unfold from the side~ was what I thought.


  At least let’s have a look at the face of our dear protagonist, Park Sihu, who was now destined to have both wealth and fame but——


  “… Slow development… hate… fast plot… I’ll live for myself… efficiency……”




  Wait, you too?




  Park Sihu was a ‘possessor’ like me.


  The difference between him and I was that Sihu was the protagonist, the player, and had access to the ‘status screen’, the privilege of the playable character.
It was unfortunate that Sihu had never played this game before, but that was something I could handle.


  Because I had played this game quite a lot.


  As a previous player and a diehard fan of ❰Heroic Legends of Arhan❱, I knew the game story by heart and had gotten most of the hidden pieces.


  I had also seen most of the various endings and this informational advantage was an extremely significant merit.


  However, most of the items were unobtainable without the player’s status screen and the system, so Sihu just had to use the information I gave him to beat this game.


  In this world’s plot, countless people will die without the protagonist and the world will also fall to ruin.
If I perish alongside the end of this world, will I be able to return to Earth?


  What if instead of a ‘game over’ screen, it straight away led to my life being over?


  With that doubt in mind, I helped Sihu with all my heart and strength.
The kinship of being from the same hometown, and both of us having fallen into a game from Earth, made us the bestest of friends. 


  We soon realized that I was older than him back on Earth, so it felt like I had a younger brother who would call me ‘bro’ every time, so that wasn’t that bad either.
And although my limit as a side character was obvious, a portion of the items we got using my knowledge was also given to me to supplement my lacking abilities.


  The two of us made a good duo.


  The only unfortunate part, I guess, would be that we couldn’t get closer to any of the heroines of the game.


  There were all sorts of male and female characters in this game, but the romance simulation of the playable character interacting with characters of the opposite gender was also an attractive element of the game.


  Of course, the girls would show interest in Park Sihu, the player, so I only wanted to watch from the side as a fan but…


  Park Sihu – this guy did not interact with any of the heroines and only added them into the party only when they were necessary.


  By the time I realized it, the party was filled with male humans and our party ended up being a sweaty group of men, including Park Sihu and me.




  I should have noticed something was off.


  When one of the main heroines, the granddaughter of the Sword Emperor, Alicia Arden, did not show up at the entrance ceremony;


  When the final boss of the 1st arc, Marie, had gone missing;


  When the mysterious missing incidents caused the story to flow in a direction unbeknownst to me, instead of optimistically saying, ‘You’re doing great, Sihu!’ I should have taken a deeper look into it.


  The mind and the personality of the human called Park Sihu, and the oddly unnatural flow of events… I should have doubted them.


  “What’s this?”


  It was a familiar staff.


  If I recall correctly… it was the equipment used by the final boss girl of the 1st arc.


  “Wait wait wait…”


  Why was this here?


  A gear of the character who should have been the boss of the 1st arc according to the original plot.
Sihu and I had waited for a long time to stop the tragedy, but in the end could not stop it from happening.


  Back then, I reprimanded myself for lacking the power to change the original plot but… why was this here?


  That wasn’t the end.
This secretive underground basement not only had the staff but also countless other items put on display like trophies.


  The mace of the typical bully character, Jaeger, who picked a fight with the player at the start of the semester. 


  The spellbook of Lark, who got expelled after stealing the mid-sem test papers.


  Don’t tell me…


  I realised something common.


  These were all items of the ones who had gone ‘missing’.
And they were items that belonged to those that… were somehow related to Park Sihu.


  Jaeger went missing in a prac after picking a fight with Park Sihu at the start of the semester, whereas Lark was expelled after trying to put the blame on Park Sihu, who excelled in everything he did, out of jealousy.


  Besides, every other item also belonged to those that were related to Park Sihu in some shape or form and most importantly…


  This building was Park Sihu’s private property.


  It was one of the houses that the player could buy in the game, that could be used to store items as an extra storage…


  I could not have imagined that tailing him who suddenly woke up at night would lead to such a result, but there was something else that shocked me the most.


  “W, why is this here?”


  A unique single-edged sword was on display like a trophy.
The demon-slaying sword that belonged… to the granddaughter of the Sword Emperor, Alicia Arden, an important heroine, who died before the entrance ceremony.


  There was only one way to obtain this hidden piece in the game – and that was to cause the death event of Alicia Arden in whatever method possible.


  “…… Ah.”


  It gave me goosebumps.


  The biggest premise thus far shattered – the premise that Park Sihu had never played this game before.


  “Ah, fuck.”




  That voice belonged to someone else.


  “S, Sihu…!”


  “… Why are you here bro?”


  The owner of this horrendous scene, Sihu, was oddly calm.
He only appeared slightly annoyed by this whole thing.




  I wanted to ask for an explanation questioning what all of this was about, but I could not bring myself to open my mouth in fear of what I would hear in response…


  “Bro, calm down.”


  “Calm down my ass!!”


  How could I possibly calm down in a situation like this? How can I be calm in the face of something this horrible?


  I pointed at the water-coloured girl that was on ‘display’ in a horrifying state.
Unlike the sword of Alicia Arden that was stored like a trophy, she… Marie Dunareff was…


  “You… You… You lied to me when you said you couldn’t catch her back then…!”


  Understanding my point, Sihu tried to persuade me and justify himself.


  “It’s a demon anyway.
You know? It’s an enemy.
And I was just using that as efficiently as possible.”


  “… Using?”


  He smiled and blabbered as if bragging about his achievement.


  “She even sucked her own friend.
And yet she was hiding in the forest crying by herself.
Do you know how hard it was? Who knew that stubborn bitch would dig a hole in the forest and stay there for a whole month?”


– Shouldn’t she pay for her sins at least?


  “But ‘using’? What do you mean by using!?”


  “… She’s a high-vampire.
A one-year old that just awakened is at the same level as an elder.
Don’t you know what happens when you refine a vampire elder’s blood? You had it a lot too, bro.”


  His words suddenly made me remember the potions he gave me.
Those potions, incomparable to common potions, that rivalled low-grade elixirs—


  “U, uweeekk!!”


  “Ayish… Bro, are you okay? Wait a sec.
Let me clean this up.”


  Despite babbling about such awful and horrifying deeds, his attitude towards me remained the same and that was the most horrifying of all.


  “But wh, why would you…”


  “Of course it’s to progress the story as efficiently as possible.”


  “The story?”


  “If I do as you tell me, bro, it’s too slow.
We have to suffer losses trying to save people and can’t even kill retards like Jaeger and Lark.”


  All Jaeger did was pick a fight.
He was just a random bully that was blinde

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