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Chapter 2 - 2 Beginning

Mhmmmmm Haaaa...

I took a deep breath in the vast field.

The air feels delicious.

It might feel even more so because my body has only gone to the nearby supermart for the past few years.

Well. It's not like this is real air.

I still can't believe it.

That this is a world inside a game.

Huuu.... Haaa.

I inhaled and exhaled once more.

An extreme beauty that's hard to believe is virtual reality.

I had hesitated a lot before logging into this incredible game.

The way I got it was too suspicious.

First. A package from an unknown sender.

In this era where buying games in capsules is normal, sending it by package was already strange.

Even the sender's name wasn't written.

Considering my pathetic social life, it screamed suspicion.

All the enclosed note said was: "I saw your record. I'm sending you this game because I really want you to test it."

That's all.

Second. Crazy game content.

A setting book came with the package.

It had settings, characters, illustrations, and descriptions of about thirty people, including the main character.

But one phrase stood out.

"This game allows Sex. It guarantees extreme pleasure that is different from the existing one."

That was fine so far.

"You can also get rewards by taking away a heroine who has a lover and having Sex with her."

In other words, do Netori?

Fucking god game… I mean, it's a crazy game.

In this modern era full of bizarre stuff, it's not that special.

Still.

Third. Too uncomfortable to start.

I enjoy reading setting books to understand the world.

But mastering a whole-day-long setting book just to create an account? Too much.

No matter how much I like detailed content, I skipped roughly from the middle.

Of course, that made fraud less likely.

If it was a scam, they'd push me to connect somehow, not waste my time.

Unless they were aiming for that psychology.

But I've always been good at reading people, visible or not.

I didn't think it was a scam.

Fourth. Why is the main character my face?

The default avatar was me.

In this virtual reality era, many prefer the protagonist's appearance because they're embarrassed of their own or has some insecurity with their ugly ass face.

I'm one of them.

Yet when I tried to create the avatar, the default wasn't the blonde handsome man from the setting.

It was my face.

I considered remaking it, but I just went with my appearance.

The main character was too handsome. It made me feel insignificant and ugly as a duck born out of two chicken.

There were more than a few things that bothered me.

Still, I grabbed the game.

Partly because my head is stupid.

Mostly because of the cinematic music video.

Handsome knights, muscular tribal chiefs, beautiful elves… They looked like heroes at first glance.

The scene of them fighting monsters black as ants stretching to the horizon was insanely cool.

At the end, the barbarian chief shouted, "He's coming… Fryunar is coming!"

A pillar of light rose. The video ended. PureGoosebumps.

If they put in that much effort, the game had to be fun.

I was so excited I put off what I had to do and logged in right away. It was a promise without a deadline anyway.

I could finish this game and start later. In the end, Fryunar was truly fantastic.

Now I think logging in was the right choice.

I stared ahead.

A wide meadow stretched before my eyes.

"…Oooo."

I was impressed once more.

I clenched and unclenched my fists for no reason.

The feeling was much more realistic than other VR games.

Not just body movement.

The warmth of wind and sunlight felt detailed.

"It's really awesome…"

It's a god game.

Fryunar will definitely be a hit.

This realism alone is enough to succeed.

Even more exciting: combat style isn't fixed.

You can create and use your own skills.

In other words, I might recreate the skills I used in previous games.

I'll have to test it, but attacking with my unique combat method instead of standardized patterns sounded thrilling.

I cracked my neck. Kachak. Kachakk

I planned to stay only an hour. Maybe I'll play longer than expected.

One of my few friends might text me.

If I don't answer, they'll assume that's how I am.

Or they'll come find me like usual.

That's why usual behavior matters.

I'll think about the rest later. For now, enjoy this world.

I slowly moved my feet. Sabak. Sabak.

The sound of stepping on grass faintly reached my ears.

The tactile sensation under my feet felt good.

Like actually stepping on grass…

...?

I looked down.

...

No matter how I looked, I was barefoot.

I checked my clothes.

Ragged, stained, dirty sweatpants…

Did they really scan the clothes I was wearing in reality?

How?

Has technology advanced that far while I was cooped up at home?

...

"Inventory."

The manual didn't explain the game window separately.

Usually, calling the function name brings up the system window.

In these cases, items are often in inventory.

Inconvenient, but I liked it.

Many games kindly explain everything in tutorials—opening inventory, equipping items.

If they chose inconvenience to emphasize realism, I understand.

But is this a tutorial?

Then an NPC should appear, right?

I don't know the current situation well.

If I check the inventory or quest window, I'll grasp it.

But… the inventory window didn't appear.

...

It's quiet?

Maybe wrong name?

"Item window."

Still nothing.

"Uh… Inventory window? Item storage? Inventory? Item box?"

I squeezed out my poor vocabulary and shouted for a long time.

"Fucking! Why is it so uncomfortable?!"

If calling one item window is this hard, what about the future?

Even ultra-hard games let me open inventory freely, fucking hell.

Unable to contain my anger, I stomped the ground.

A dizzying pain shot up.

"Ughhh!"

I thought soft grass would be fine.

There must have been a stone.

I grabbed my foot and hopped on one leg.

Why is the pain so clear?

I grew more annoyed.

Fucking hell. As soon as I thought it was a god game, what is this?

Even for realism, shouldn't they at least run a tutorial properly?

…Well.

That's why they sent me a package to test it.

After understanding, I sighed. Haaa.

"Give me some shoes…"

The moment I grumbled, lightning struck from the sky.

Crackle

Oh, this… It's similar to the video?

Like when the tribal warrior shouted Fryunar!

I opened my eyes wide and looked up.

A strong light descended. Kwuaaa.

For a moment I thought to dodge.

But intuition said not to.

I stayed still.

Soon the light hit me directly and formed a pillar.

An explosion that nearly blinded me. After it calmed, I slowly opened my eyes.

"What kind of pose is that?"

At the apathetic tone of a woman's voice like jade beads, I quietly lowered my raised foot.

"Goddess?"

I knew instantly.

The ultimate beauty impossible in reality.

The being before me was no ordinary human. Something transcendent.

Pink-haired woman dressed like a fairy.

I know her.

From the setting book I read all day.

Not a proper illustration—more like a statue or mural.

But this was definitely one of Fryunar's goddesses.

Her name is…

"Hey, can you stop staring like that? It's disgusting."

"..."

She's a fucking bitch.

"..."

"I told you not to stare."

Did she get personality education in some twisted fantasy?

What the hell is she doing to someone she's meeting for the first time…

Fucking hell, calm down.

Positive mindset.

Yeah. She's a goddess, probably handles the tutorial.

No way she'd call someone she's sending on an adventure "disgusting" right away.

This bitch is deliberately acting shitty to hint she'll be my enemy later.

There must be another god here.

But is she hiding? I can't see or feel anyone else.

Worthy of being called a god.

Escaping even my old assassin-master senses that once shook seven kingdoms and nine realms.

"I'm talking to you, so stop looking around. And I don't know what you're thinking, but your thinking face is unpleasant and ugly. Can you stop?"

"Hey, you fucking bitch."

I had zero regrets blurting profanity out loud.

Even now this crazy goddess bitch glares at me like I'm a bug and mutters about vulgarity…

"Vulgar my ass. I don't think someone who calls a person disgusting on first sight is in a position to talk."

"Not a person, but a goddess?"

"Oh, sorry. She doesn't look that sacred to me."

The goddess bitch flinched and drew a smile.

"Well. I also feel you're closer to a disgusting bug than a person, no matter how hard I try to think positively. Tit for tat?"

"Oh my~ Shouldn't a goddess who loves all things equally speak like that? The bugs will be hurt?"

This time she couldn't refute.

She twitched her mouth and barely lifted the corners of her lips.

What's annoying is she's still damn pretty even making that face.

Such a personality bomb having beauty talent. God is unfair.

Oh, right. She is God.

The goddess bitch tried to smile at me.

"Uhu huhuhuhuhuhu."

"Why are you laughing? Happy? Hahahahahahaha."

Two empty laughs continued for a while.

I, the mature one, broke the strange standoff.

She's just a game character anyway.

Nothing to gain getting angry at something following set patterns.

"So. What did our goddess of love, Love Heart, come all the way here for? To see a human less than a bug that makes you sick just looking?"

"Oh my~ You knew me and pretended not to. Low level, but at least good personality."

"..."

"The only good thing is you know your place? But no need to self-deprecate."

"No, why did you come?"

I no longer felt the value of honorifics.

When I spoke informally in an apathetic voice, I swear I heard a flinch sound effect from her.

But is that my business?

"Oh my… Can't you guess even seeing this situation? Brain smaller than a monkey's nut?"

"Can't your stupid brain understand it's a request to hurry up with explanation or item distribution?"

Pajiukk. Sparks seemed to fly from our glaring eyes.

But the goddess bitch gave up first.

"Huu. Waste of time."

She has a mature side too.

"Useless to talk to a man closer to a microorganism than a monkey…"

Hey, you bitch really.

"Yeah… *" #&@$*#?"

"Hmm."

I expected it since I couldn't set a separate name at character creation.

My real name is probably my name here too.

"Even your name is insignificant."

"You fucking! Apologize to my dad. You're the one with a funny made-up-sounding name acting all high and mighty."

"A funny name…! How disrespectful!"

I'm satisfied seeing the blood vessel pop on her forehead.

Then suddenly realization hit.

Hey. How long are we doing this?

"Haaa… Let's stop."

"What did you say?"

"I don't want to talk to you anymore, so hurry up and proceed. Skip. Skip."

"Eii…! What do you think of the goddess of love and heart…!"

What else? I see her as a fucking bitch with a loving heart.

I shook my hand, paused, then admired it.

I forgot she was a game character and treated her like a person.

AI has developed scarily these days.

But this is the first time a single character's reaction felt so detailed, annoying, and insignificant.

I'm looking forward to this.

How many varied characters will there be?

"Huu…"

The goddess bitch exhaled, barely suppressing anger.

She started it first.

But next moment, a wicked smile spread on her lips.

I'm not talented, but I have one pride.

I can roughly read a person's emotional state just by looking.

I felt malice and trembled.

The goddess bitch reached out. Light wrapped around me.

For a moment I thought attack and stiffened.

But relief came seeing the light stick to my limbs and take shape.

Probably basic items.

As expected, the shaped light spread.

Leather-like clothes gradually appeared.

"The weapon is a sword, right?"

"Huh? Yeah."

How did she know I mainly use a sword?

I've tried other jobs, but swordsman or assassin types suit me best.

Assassins usually use daggers or short swords—so basically swordsmen.

Soon a heavy weight settled on my shoulder.

I reached out, grabbed the hilt, and pulled.

Not the length I prefer for long swords. Crude sword.

But… finally starting to smell like a real game.

"I really don't mean to, but I have to give minimum explanation because of restrictions."

"What? Restrictions?"

The goddess bitch ignored me and continued.

"Since you knew my name, no need to explain world history. For future advice… most basic is leveling up."

"That's really obvious."

The goddess bitch gritted her teeth for a moment.

"Eugeugeuk… Huu."

Again. That unpleasant smile.

An attitude like your victory is already decided no matter what I say.

Ugly smile I've seen plenty.

As I frowned, she continued.

"You've had lots of experience, so you know. Win battles, get experience points. Stronger opponent, more desperate situation—higher reward experience."

I felt slight discomfort in her tone.

As if she knew I'm a game addict.

Even so, an NPC acting like they know the user's game history could ruin immersion.

Special specification because she's a goddess?

"Another common method is quest rewards. And for people like you, one more method."

"Huh? Hmm… Something like production?"

Some games give exp for farming or crafting.

But my answer was apparently wrong.

She made a face looking down on me.

Can I stab a goddess with a sword? Early game, but should I just go for it?

…Patience.

Even in high-freedom games where you can kill major NPCs, I didn't unless it greatly interfered with progress.

No, safe to say almost never except when required for a quest.

That's. Live a good life.

…Keeping a promise some bastard made very well.

I can't break it because of this bitch.

Besides, even rotten, she's a goddess. Low-level sword probably won't kill her.

If she dies, she'll revive with unnecessarily sacred effects.

"So. What's the other way?"

"It's an act of love."

"What? Act of love?"

I thought a moment and asked.

"Like becoming lovers? Something like that?"

Probably not.

Unless huge exp from dating, you'd have to spread your legs everywhere, break up, repeat.

I asked as example, but the goddess bitch made a sound again. Pup.

Hmm… Can I slap her cheek?

Second time in my life wanting to hit a woman for real.

"You're stupid as expected. Can you even date someone? Can you even talk to a woman properly?"

"..."

"Well, you seem born with decent appearance, but with those cloudy eyes, you only look dangerous."

"So what's the third way?"

I felt like I'd commit murder if I talked longer.

When I urged with a chin gesture, the goddess bitch looked flustered. Her face suddenly reddened.

"Hmm… That… It's a sacred act."

"What?"

"It's also absolutely necessary for the species…"

Ah.

"Are you talking about Sex…?"

"Sex…!"

The goddess bitch's face turned bright red.

Unexpectedly pure side… I thought for a moment.

Wait. Sex?

"No, you're crazy…"

So if you have Sex, you level up?

Should've realized from the start when they pushed Netori.

This game. 19+ elements seem to take up a big portion.

…That's really good?

"How vulgar…"

"Hey, fucking."

She's quick-witted.

I was tired of saying anything.

Same for the goddess bitch.

She reached into the air and drew a circle with her finger.

Subspace?

She put her hand in and threw something at me.

A booklet.

"? What is this?"

"You can find the rest by looking at that."

"What? Huh? Wait. Is that the end of the explanation?"

"Ah. The beginner village is down the hill. Go there. The rest is up to you."

"Hey, hey."

Ignoring my embarrassment, the goddess bitch put her hands together and smiled brightly.

A malicious-feeling smile, yet more beautiful than anything.

"Good luck with your adventure… Pup."

Did you just spit?

What is she planning?

Leaving feelings aside, this NPC is hiding something.

Early game, so let's attack for now.

Who knows? Maybe this bitch is the final boss?

But Love Heart's body already blurred with light.

Immediately after, *Kwang!!, the pillar of light around her soared into the sky.

After the pillar got sucked up, only silence remained.

I stared blankly at the sky for a moment, then shook my head.

More uneasy than ever, but nothing happens if I stay.

I should head to that beginner village for now.

I walked through the bushes.

Soon a very high cliff appeared. I peeked over.

A fairly large village below.

My heart beat faster.

Okay. Shall we go? Beginning of the adventure.

I moved forward with pounding heart.

.

.

.

About thirty minutes later.

I returned to the same cliff and tilted my head.

"?"

Where's the entrance?

Should I go around once more?

I must have missed it.

After spending another twenty minutes with that feeling, I faced reality.

The way down. Where?

That's right. This prairie is so high the village looks tiny below.

In fact, it wasn't a prairie. It was a very high cliff.

There was no way down.

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