Unholy Player - Chapter 412: No Such Option Exists

In the year 2032, the most immersive VRMMORPG, Eidolon Realms, was created. It changed the whole world.Players can now fully sync their consciousness into a world indistinguishable from reality. But, the game hides a dark truth — the gods within it are not merely codes, but actual imprisoned ancient entities that are trying to manipulate players to gain power in the real world.The protagonist, Rai Kurozawa, was once a top-tier player in this game. At the end of his life, when its hidden layers begin merging with reality, he gets betrayed, killed, and the gods win and complete their resurrection.But death is not the end.Rai awakens on the day of the game's release, with all his memories of the future intact. This time, he's determined to stop the awakening of the dark gods, protect the people he lost, and uncover the truth behind Eidolon Realms before it's too late.

The worst student of Westroad Academy. The disgrace of the Blake House. A new soul enters the body of Frey Blake, who couldn’t overcome his miserable life and chose death instead. “What’s with this body? I’ll have to work on tuning it from scratch.” The Great Mage Lucas Traumen, with the body of Frey Blake, gains a chance at revenge!

———【Holy Sword】

———【skill】

———【blessing】

As a brave summoned to another world, Shien is basically invincible.

The goddess told him: “You are the one who is most likely to defeat the devil.”

The princess told him: “I have never seen a foul man like you.”

Even his teammates said: “How about you go to build a country?”

Unfortunately, Shien is so determined to walk his own path.

“I want to be an adventurer, fight monsters without risk and upgrade, and then sneak to defeat the Demon King after i have achieved the max level, and hide my merit and fame.”

However, the Demon King does not necessarily have to be defeated, in fact, it can also be…

...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.