Loris was aware there were more things bound to surprise him the moment he entered the world of Nimgofu. When he discovered he became Loris Federico, the eldest son of Gustavo Federico living in the city of Famu, he was surprised and overjoyed. The City of Famu in the game was a simple town that only took a small percentage in the game. In fact, players only visited this town a couple of times in the game to increase their magic power but the amount of time required to spend in this town for an average player was minimal. In other words, it was nothing special. What made it special for Loris was the fact that Loris Federico wasn’t a simple person. He was the son of a minor aristocrat and a genius, branded by the town as the family's ‘child prodigy’ and as his father had boasted frequent times when he was younger. Because he surpassed the majority of the townspeople, everyone believed he would become the first in his generation to go to the world’s central town – Morne City, where m

After talking with the security chief guarding the market at the door, Loris left with Arturo and headed to the market. He was almost convinced he had left a good impression on the guard. At the very least, he didn’t have eyes that judged Loris anymore. For him, it was a good sign. He was even more surprised when the security chief called his men. “Protect Young Master Loris and Lady Arturo strictly.” Loris wanted to tell the chief there was no need to go that far but the chief insisted. In the end, Loris allowed him with the condition that they didn’t get too close to Loris and Arturo while shopping. Loris didn’t want anyone knowing what his plans were, nor would he want anyone to discover his surprise for Arturo. “What did you talk about with Chief Gary?” Arturo asked as they stood side by side and walked to the market. “It’s nothing,” Loris replied. Arturo smiled. Deep inside, she was glad Loris was finally interacting with other people again. It wasn’t until today that he e

The way to the central city district was different from the sub market Loris and Arturo had visited. Although everyone was not required to attend the gathering, Loris was still the son of the current clan leader; it would be shameful if he would not show up for the election opening. As such, they had to return to the Federico Residence within two to three hours. Fortunately, they were able to persuade the family driver to drive them to the central city quickly. The ride would only take about fifteen minutes. Inside the horse-drawn carriage, Arturo felt curious and asked Loris, “What are you going to check, Brother Loris?” “You’ll see,” Loris, who sat across from her, answered. Arturo wondered if it had something to do with healing his hands. The last time they went to the market, Loris was able to find good herbs and judging from his expression, Arturo could tell Loris was satisfied with the results. She could also notice the progress in Loris’s well-being, both in terms of power

As an ordinary, average man living in an ordinary world, gaming was one of the ways to escape boredom and the way to make one’s life more enjoyable. For Loris, that was exactly how he would define what it felt like playing The World of Nimgofu. To say it was only for people who wanted to chill would be wrong but it wasn’t also accurate to say it was served for gamers who wanted the hardest tasks to challenge themselves who could beat the final boss and become legendary in real life. In reality, the RPG Loris adored had a complex world and system but no one dared to make it complicated, rather, all players shared a common goal, and that was to find out what was waiting for them when they reached the highest level. Before Loris died and his soul entered this virtual game, he wasn’t able to find out this reality. It was one of his biggest regrets. “If only I played harder, I would have reached the maximum level as a player.” “I can be legendary if I have all the cheats I should have

“Master, Young Master Loris is not in his room,” the servant said in a low voice. Gustav Federico wore a worried expression while glancing around the hall. There was only thirty minutes left before the official election and his son, Loris, still hadn’t appearened. It made him anxious as he started to think something might have happened to Loris. “Get the guards and head to town. Find him immediately,” he instructed the servant. Where was Loris and why wasn’t he here yet? Did he perhaps encounter something troublesome? Did someone look down on him again? “What’s the matter, Senior Gustav? You look troubled and the election hasn’t even started yet,” someone commented from behind. Loris’s father turned around, only to find his first cousin on the father’s side, Lector Federico. Everyone in the family knew how much people who surrounded him wanted to become the next head patriarch of the clan. It wasn’t a surprise that people, whether near or far from the main base of their clan, wo