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Seven years later.
"Rakcha, pay attention."
A green yard. I sitting on a log next to my cabin, watching as my father chopped wood.
"Yes, Father."
A muscular man in his late forties with wild, spiked black hair that stretched backward like a lion's mane. I observed his face; a thick, full beard.
'He looks like Uvogin from HxH, but with a lumberjack beard.'
Veins bulged in his arm as he raised the heavy axe overhead, his sleeve falling just enough to reveal scars.
Thwack!
Another clean split. Effortless.
A born hunter. Though people say he was cursed.
'This place holds strength in high regard. One's capability matters a lot.'
But nothing beats elemental power.
Here, that is truly everything.
Status. Wealth. Survival. It's how they measure worth.
Fang was born with a ridiculous talent as a warrior but lacked elemental power.
'One out of ten of his children gets cursed and dies soon after birth. The mother as well.'
Fang has multiple wives and sons. The cursed one—me—is said to be linked to Fang's talent, given that, like him, I too was the lucky one who got cursed but managed to survive.
But my mother did not.
Some call me "favored by the spirits" or some crap. But that might make more sense than having Fang's talent, because I test it and didn't found anything like that.
But obviously, what saved me back then was no spirit or talent.
It was my cheat. A status window.
'Still. How did Fang survive with not cheat?'
'...'
Well… It's been seven years since my birth and now I've learned their language.
And with that came some fucked-up revelation: I'm inside the game's world.
Fuck.
I'm inside Runeterra… in? Whatever
To be precise, this is the Shuriman jungle, somewhere in the Ixtali region.
Honestly, I was hyped.
A "cheat" that looks like a League mobile interface, fully unlocked with levels, skills, shop, runes, spells. And even if you scratched all that…
I'm still inside a magical world.
'Fuck yeah.'
Cheating has never felt so righteous.
But—
'Status, open.'
I quickly opened the ITEMS tab.
Everything was there.
Infinity Edge, Luden's Echo, Guardian Angel…
Click.
I tried to equip one.
Still didn't work. Everything suggested I needed to buy using gold.
Makes sense. That's how it was in the game after all.
The problem is… this village doesn't use money. They trade goats, furs, and weird fruits that smell like fermented soap—By the way, I also heard that the capital also don't use money.
But anyway,
Money is a problem.
These cave-people aren't very good at clarifying things, so I'll have to check what their currency is later.
So, yeah.
The ITEMS tab is completely useless for now. Unless I leave the region and rob a merchant, then start a trade empire… Which honestly sounds appealing.
Now, for the rest…
~Flashback~
I needed a human target, so I found the perfect candidate:
a fat, arrogant kid who always brags about his father's hunting skills.
I hid behind a tree and threw three small rocks at him.
Plop-Plop-Plop.
ZAAAP!
A bolt of lightning came down out of nowhere from above and slammed into him. He screamed like a toasted pig.
I had to hold myself back from laughing.
—…Where did that even come from? There are no clouds.
The pig had good durability too. He didn't just die.
Note taken: [Electrocute] works.
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Next, the main one: Aery.
The moment I equipped it, a dot of blue wisp surged into reality.
It twitched. Then shaped into what resembled a floating fox made of ethereal fire.
It stared into my eyes.
—…!
Its eyes widened for a second, as if it had been abducted from somewhere else,
but quickly turned indifferent.
It hovered. Blinked a couple of times.
Krrvvwo—Chii-ling!
The sounds were weird, sweet echoes. Animal and mechanical combined.
I reached out to touch it. My hand passed straight through.
It didn't reacted.
—Intangible, of course. Also a little warm.
I looked for that kid again.
A rock throw.
Aery zipped forward like a missile—smashing into the pig's chest.
He was knocked out into a bush.
She circled back to me with what I swear looked like a smug little tail flick.
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I hid, waited until he passed by again, and threw another rock.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
This time, dark golden bullets fired midair. They pierced him hard.
…He didn't look too well.
—I don't know if he survives this one.
I got +12 gold, which is nice.
And with that, my ITEM tab changed slightly:
≡ ITEMS (12g) . . . >
'Unlimited money exploit?'
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Same setup.
The kid was still recovering, wobbling around, muttering to himself.
Another rock.
The moment it hit, a glowing blue cross formed beneath his feet.
"N-no! Not again!" His face was pure terror.
Frost exploded outward from the cross—his limbs practically froze.
He slipped and fell like a sack of frozen potatoes.
—Hmm.
I was beginning to see a pattern.
This cheat is either a weapon of mass destruction…
or magical bullying.
Not sure which I prefer.
Then,
I hovered over the next one—
—Arcane Comet…
I read the description again, looked up, and imagined a huge rock falling from the sky…
And moved on.
I enjoy living.
~Flashback end~
CHOP.
Another log split clean in half.
"You paying attention, boy? Later you'll need to—"
So,
The voices in my head might ask:
And the rest?
Still under analysis. Some need specific triggers.
Others… require killing.
Yeah. I'll pass on that for now.
Emphasis on for now.
Oh, and two last things I should mention:
I've had the minor rune 'Gathering Storm' equipped most of the time. Which, in hindsight, is a pretty messed-up thing in real life.
Over time it accumulates adaptive physical or magical power endlessly.
In my case, it triggered magical power. Also, it interpreted it more as mana quantity than actual attack power—don't ask me why.
Right now I can't really feel the effect, but for sure there's something. It's like a numb-leg type of feeling.
Absolutely unfair.
I love it.
And the spells. I thought they'd be the simplest, most boring part. But actually, they were the most surprising.
'I didn't expect that to count as a spell at all. It's the r—'
"HEY, BOY!"
Fang's voice boomed across the yard. My eardrums tingled.
"Aren't you listening? Go! Now!"
I snapped back into the present.
What is this brute talking about?
"…Where to, Father?"
He threw the axe over his shoulder and sighed heavily.
"To the elemental ceremony."
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