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Wei Ying clicked the ‘UPLOAD VIDEO’ button and then slumped in his chair. He sighed. He finally finished the game and it had been stressful.
When Wei Ying first heard of the game, he immediately bought it. With a title like “Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation”, who wouldn’t? His subscribers had also enthusiastically requested he play the game and critics rated it highly. Wei Ying had been excited.
Keywords: had been.
He hadn’t actually read the description, and he avoided reading or watching anything that had to do with it so that he could avoid ‘spoilers’. There were only two things he knew about the game: that the MC was a necromancer (how cool is that?!) and that it was an ARPG (Action Role-Playing Game).
When the intro to the game started and a busty faceless beauty showed up surrounded by hot men, that’s when he realized. ‘Oh, it’s an Otome game.’
It being an Otome game was not what got him down though (it’s not like he’s gay, but there was just something about that ‘celestial being’ looking character), it was that somehow, Wei Ying had made terrible decision after terrible decision. And so he got the Bad End, with his character losing her sect and her adoptive parents, losing her golden core, accidentally killing her sister, losing a second sect, her shidi leading a siege on her, and she hadn’t even ended up with Lan Wan a partner before dying from a backlash.
Wei Ying closed his eyes. ‘The creator is such a sadist!’ he thought. After a few minutes, he took a peek at the loading bar. 5%.
‘I need alcohol.’ Wei Ying got up and stretched for a bit. ‘After a drink or two I’ll restart the game’.
Wei Ying exited his apartment and headed in the direction of the nearest convenience store. Before he could cross the street, a kid ran past him tripped in the middle of the road. It took all of Wei Ying’s self-control not to laugh out loud. When the kid finally sat up, a speeding car suddenly appeared and was heading towards the kid. It didn’t show any signs of slowing down.
Before he realized what was happening, Wei Ying had already scooped up the kid and tossed him out of the way.
The last thing he remembered was immense pain.
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‘Ugh, my back hurts. It’s like I slept on the ground or something...’
‘Wait a minute.’
Wei Ying’s eyes snapped open. What greeted him was the open sky. He was… outside? Then he remembered something. Wasn’t he hit by a car? Was he dead? No, his back hurts, he can’t feel pain if he’s dead, right? He sat up and rubbed his back. He was sitting on dirt. Dirt. Not concrete. He took a good look around. He was in an alleyway and the surrounding buildings somehow looked old. Not old in the way that they looked like they were about to collapse, but in a way that they looked like they were taken straight out from a historical drama.
Wei Ying took a sniff of the air and recoiled in disgust. ‘Where is that stench coming from?’ He took a couple more sniffs before realizing, ‘Shit. It’s me! Why do I smell so bad?!’ Not far away from him were scraps of rotting food. ‘Could the smell have latched on to me?’ The thought of food, despite it being rotten, made his stomach growl. Wei Ying doubled over. He’d never felt so hungry in his life. Another growl filled the air.
It hadn’t come from his stomach.
It was as if someone poured ice water all over Wei Ying. Slowly, his gaze shifted to the open end of the alley. Dogs. There were dogs. He stood up. Maybe if he was fast enough he could- …was it him or were the dogs bigger than him.
The leader of the pack barked loudly. Wei Ying flinched and started to hyperventilate. It felt like the surrounding walls were closing in. It was hard to breathe, hard to move, hard to think.
‘Someone…’
He took a step back, the dogs took several steps forward.
‘Anyone!’
There was another bark, and Wei Ying answered with a piercing scream.
Not even a moment later, Wei Ying was lifted up while a gentle, yet commanding voice shooed the terrifying creatures away. Someone wiped away his tears and comforted him in a soothing voice. When he was calm enough, the situation struck him as odd. ‘I’m a grown man! How is this person able to carry me? Why are they carrying me anyway?!’
“Wei Ying?”, a deep voice asked.
‘How does he know my name?’
The mystery person set him down and kneeled in front of him. Wait, kneeled? Was this person gigantic or did he somehow shrink?
Wei Ying squinted his eyes. Why is it so bright behind this person? He couldn’t see his face! Also, he was sure the sun was in the other direction?
The mystery man pulled out a piece of melon out of nowhere and offered it to him. “Are you hungry?” ,the man asked kindly.
There was a saying about accepting things from strangers, but this man had saved him from those awful terrifying creatures , and despite how this person suspiciously knew his name, Wei Ying decided to trust him and took the offered melon.
Suddenly, the light started to lose its brightness, and in correlation, Wei Ying’s face started to lose color.
“My name is Jiang Fengmian, a friend of your parents. Would you like to come back to Yunmeng with me?”, suddenly their surroundings darkened , and everything seemed to freeze. ‘JIANG FENGMIAN’ was written in large violet font and underneath it said : ‘Sect leader of the YunmengJiang Sect’. The darkness receded, and now above the man’s head were his name, his power level, his hit points, and a meter with a violet heart beside it.
‘Shit.’ Wei Ying thought as he numbly said “yes” to the sect leader’s question. ‘I’m in the game.’