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King of the Beginning

King of the Beginning The world’s first full-dive VRMMO, King of the Beginning, promises a fantasy without limits: gods, races, monsters, classes, skills, and a level cap of one thousand. At the dawn of the game’s life, no player has reached level thirty. Everyone is preparing for the moment jobs unlock. Everyone—except one. An eighteen-year-old kendo practitioner logs in not to conquer a world, but to train. He skips tutorials, ignores quests, and never opens skill trees unless forced. The game is not a checklist to him—it is a body that finally moves without restraint. By accident, he creates a female avatar: a swordswoman with long black hair, foxlike ears, and a form ill-suited to optimization but perfect for balance. He acknowledges the mistake once, then never again. The body is a tool. The sword is the truth. While other players chase future classes and meta builds, he remains an Adventurer indefinitely, repeating cuts, refining footwork, and measuring distance instead of damage. He loses often. He wins quietly. And the system, unable to classify his path, begins to adjust—not to reward him, but to respond. Enemies hesitate. NPC swordsmen comment on posture, not level. Skills unlock through motion, not quests. He does not aim to clear the game. He does not seek power or recognition. He wants one perfect cut. In a world built to reward progress, King of the Beginning follows a man who refuses everything except the blade.
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Type-Moon: Simulation Starts from Greece

Legend has it, he is the hero Griffith, who, with a single recitation of his Noble Phantasm, made all the Greek heroes chant poems of chuunibyou style during their ultimate moves. Legend has it that he is a hero created from a lie, a descendant of the heroes aboard the Argo, and the descendant of Kratos, the dragon slayer hero. Legend has it he is the hero who peeled off the armour of the gods from the flesh and blood of his body, making even the sun god impressed with his dedication. Some say that the goddess of beauty, the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of discord, and even the pure goddess of the moon and the queen of the underworld were all madly in love with him and fought fiercely over him. He is the Adonis of spring, adorning the pure hearts of goddesses with floral crowns, a rainbow-coloured figure in the eyes of countless unrequited lovers, both human and divine. Apollo wept daily in white learning, saying: "It was me first." Poseidon looked at Athena's kiss with jealous envy, splitting apart with rage: "How am I supposed to feel seeing the ones I once desired and those I now desire together?" The three Celtic goddesses, unable to obtain him, sought to destroy him. The earth mother goddess Nephthys personally crowned him as the hero of the storm, giving him the name of Set, the god of destruction in the desert, viewing him as her eternal lover. And it all starts with a war, with the hero chanting: "The awe of the king is displayed at this moment. Witness the power that shakes the heavens and the earth!" ___________________ This is a Translation.. So, you can credit the original 'Author: Merlin You Have No Feelings' ...he has written a good fanfic. I'm merely translating ... if the original author wants me to remove their work, just leave a comment below msg me at.. https://www.scribblehub.com/profile/114611/abhii28/ ______ I've used chatgpt for translation with some adjustments so, only read if you can handle the words. The updates will be fast as I've got about 100 chapters in stock. (Ancient Greece–Rome–Greece..) The Story starts in Rome and then simulates to the Ancient Greece(Trojan War)...
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