Almighty Video Game Designer - Chapter 352 Perhaps this is the sad part about being a designer

Sage was just an ordinary guy on Earth, living a life that many would call boring. But for him it was perfect — no drama, no chaos, just a peaceful ordinary boring life. He enjoy the simplicity of his daily routine, content with his place in this world.That was, until everything changed in an instant. Out of nowhere, he was shot in the head by a complete stranger. But instead of falling into oblivion, Sage found himself waking up in a completely new fantasy realm. Before he could wrap his head around this bizarre twist of fate, he was bound to a system that had a mission for him : build the first adventurer guild in this strange new world.In this world known as Eldoria, dungeons were the sacred properties, exclusive only to the powerful. Anyone found entering these dungeons without any permission are executed on the spot.As for Adventurers? They don't exist in this world.------[ Guild Creation System Online....][ Main Objective : Build the first Adventurer Guild in the world of Eldoria ]-----Looking at the glowing interface hovering before him, Sage couldn't help but break into a wide grin.Fueled by a newfound purpose and to make his life in this world worthwhile, Sage set out from a small city, determined to build the first adventurer guild in this unfamiliar land, expanding branch by branch, continent by continent.--------https://discord.gg/8E5vyy3PAF

“I’m gonna live with Irene for the rest of my life.”

“….. What?”

“I said, I won’t get married and I’ll spend the rest of my life with Irene!”

I wish I heard it wrong. Regrettably, I couldn’t stop Claudia.

“As long as I have Irene, I don’t need anything else.”

The three men looked at each other, then glared at me with angry eyes.

The insane obsession of The Crown Prince’s possessiveness, the smiling Duke yet something malice hid underneath him, and the cold eyes of The Knight that sent chill to my bones. It’s as if they regarded me as their rival.

“Shit. What kind of situation is this?”

I possessed a character with an intelligence of 100 in a classic medieval fantasy land-grabbing game. An intelligence score of 100. That meant my predictions were always accurate. However, since I was physically weak and didn’t quite understand why that was the case, I thought it best to just live quietly. But then… leaders who began to recognize my ability started to become obsessed with me.

Lived for the sword, died for the sword.