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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: bchen3
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I was invited to be one of the testers and main guests to promote the new open world JRPG, “Connecting Legends – The Gods’ Sandbox,” which was set to be revealed at the biggest game show in Tokyo.
The pay was pretty good, and this was going to be my first public appearance as a gamer since retiring as a pro-gamer…
But what the actual fuck.
I get that Japan is a haven for weebs, but this is too much, even for them.
Some crazy bastard in the development team must have rigged this, because the new game announcement suddenly turned the demo into a death game!?
I mean, if they were going for attention, wouldn’t the open beta with thousands of players be the right time? Not now, with only a measly hundred testers for a demo?
“It’s an Isekai, babyyy!!”
This guy must have had a shitty life, because he seems thrilled about this whole thing.
“I can’t lose…! So strong…! I’m giving it my all…! I practiced every single day, and now I’ve clocked over 300 hours!”
300 hours and he’s still hitting a skill ceiling. Some people’s kids, I swear.
“You healed me! That…that means…you like me, right?!”
I’ve never seen someone so starved for female attention in my life. This dude just screams “forever alone.”
“Ahhh…this class is the ultimate…the strongest…there is.”
We’re fighting for our lives, and this guy chooses the trash-tier class over something actually decent. What a try-hard edgelord.
“This katana, forged with the ancient art of tamahagane…and my unrivaled swordsmanship, the iai-jutsu. With this, I am unstoppable.”
Is he serious right now? Or is this an elaborate act of his? I can’t even tell.
“Just you wait…you’ll regret this…you’ll all regret this!”
Okay, that’s it. Revenge plot or a massive power fantasy coming right up.
Or maybe he’ll just die. Who knows.
There’s not a single normal person here. Seriously, can I actually make it out of this alive?
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Bruh I can– *Starts laughing in stupidity*