I Got Reincarnated Into a Game I Was a Top-Ranker in and I Became the Leader of a Villain Group That Will Destroy This Shitty Country - 1

Chapter 1: I Got Reincarnated as an Orphan in a Shitty Game

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Question: How would you feel if the storyline of a game you poured your life into was completely broken?

Answer: I would feel absolutely empty inside. 

That was how I felt right now. Dark Blood Online. Thanks to its captivating heroines and its thrilling combat system, this RPG had become a globally renowned game. I also loved this game a lot, at least until just recently!

“But… This is weird… This is seriously messed up!”

The game’s only flaw was its storyline. The dark atmosphere, the lack of any sort of hope, all of that was still tolerable. The protagonists just had to overcome it and everything would be dandy. That was all. However, in this game, the protagonists’ actions seemed to encourage evil instead. The empire, where the protagonists came from, was rotten to the core. Children were treated as test subjects, commoners suffering from high tax and hard labor… And yet, the protagonists, who called themselves as heroes, did nothing to help with these predicament. They were only focused on defeating the final boss demon. They didn’t have any internal struggle, nor any complex feeling that made them somehow three-dimensional. No, the protagonists just kept chanting about defeating the final boss like a bunch of idiots! Their minds were too two-dimensional!

“Arghhhhhhhhhh… Give my life back!! Give me the 10.000 hours I’ve spent on this game back!! Give me my life back!!!”

Wailing, I remained seated in the chair in my room. I had started playing this game four years ago and I had invested a considerable part of my heart into this game. I reached the number one spot in the world rankings and when they first introduced the raid system, my guildmates and I were the first to clear the raid on the server. 

I truly befit my title as the top ranker. A pitiful user who devoted his life to this game! However, despite investing so much time and love for this game, the broken scenario of the game made me lose all desire to play the game. 

“Hahaha… I knew it… It’s burning… Burn, burn!! Let this shitty game burn!!”

I took a look at the bulletin board and sure enough, it was filled with negative comments from people who were enraged by the new story update. There were many comments expressing people’s anger, such as, ‘Super disgusting,’ ‘The writer should just die,’ ‘The writer’s ethics are done for,’ and so on.

“This is ridiculous, right?~~ Why do I need to help a country that’s rotten to the core… A country like this should be destroyed instead.”

At that moment, for a split second, my field of vision was spinning and then, suddenly everything went completely dark. 

Unable to even utter a sound of surprise, I found my breath caught in my throat as suddenly, I felt myself being flipped over. 

Finally, I opened my eyes.

“Hey! Number 5025! Move it already!”

“…………Huh?”

For some reason, I had become a boy called Number 5025.

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