Lena looked a bit like Levy, so Aesir wasn't surprised. He looked at them to see how strong they were.Levy was a Grade 1 Crypt Coder, and Lena was an Artist. These two weren't good at fighting, but life wasn't fair for everyone. Even though they were a level higher than Aesir, his gear alone could make them scared. That was one reason they'd been polite so far."To answer your question, yes, I'm here to sell weapons and set up a store for you in the war effort. Sometimes, I'll offer my services in exchange for resources I need. I'm also looking to buy some land here to set up my shop."Just like in the real world, shops could sell all sorts of things. Aesir planned to open a shop in this frontier town to sell weapons, armor, and potions, which would make him money.He chose not to disclose to Levy and Lena his intentions regarding the natives. His lack of involvement in the war meant that he harbored no concern over who held the moral high ground. His primary objective was to amass w
Aesir materialized in an endless grassland and sighed, reflecting with a weary smile on everything that had transpired."I didn't expect killing Kyle to have such widespread consequences."To an outsider, Aesir's last conversation with Howard might have seemed cryptic, but he understood it perfectly. Howard hadn't given him the heraldry to spread his fame. After all, the old man had chosen this remote location to avoid worldly troubles. Why would he invite trouble by attracting attention?No, Howard was a Grade 5 Warlock Sovereign—one of the hidden powers Aesir had thought would take note of his actions, and indeed, Howard had. By bestowing the heraldry and revealing his true power, Howard was conveying to Aesir that every action had consequences.Forget Grim; there were thousands of others who had taken an undue interest in him, and they would soon be knocking on his door.Howard had gifted him the heraldry to provide a means of protection until Aesir grew strong enough to confront t
Aesir couldn't afford to be bullied, so he let the monsters of the Danger Zone take his place.Sitting down to recover his stamina, he watched with mild sympathy as Howard had fun dressing up the proud, semi-intelligent monsters like dolls in lewd plays. Howard was a strange old man indeed.After a while, Howard ended his torment with a sigh of contentment. If Aesir didn't know better, he might have thought Howard had just received a divine massage."Well then, boy, you've put this old man through quite a lot dealing with those brutes for you. Sigh, at my age, I should have a fleet of young girls massaging my feet while I enjoy the sun..."He blew a smoke ring from his pipe, lost in thought. Aesir bit back his indignation. He knew better than anyone how shameless old man Howard could be. Arguing with him would only end in defeat."Ah, forget it. I am Howard the Great, father of the modern age and pioneer of the future. A man like myself should be forgiving and understanding towards br
Aesir quietly left Amzion Crib town without saying a big goodbye. Before the upcoming update, he wisely spent his gold to make his inventory as big as possible. It cost him 50 gold, a lot for most players until the update. This showed how much of an advantage Aesir had because he remembered things from his past life. If he hadn't been reborn, the game's AI would have known exactly what would happen.Aesir understood how his choices could cause big changes, like the butterfly effect. He knew it was crucial to build a strong foundation quickly before his 15 years of knowledge became useless due to the timeline changing.Now he was traveling through the countryside, going through Danger Zones from level 3 to level 5. These places had smart monsters that fought back, but none could catch him because he was higher level and faster.Before he left, Aesir had already used his skill points. Players got five points for each level from 1 to 10 to make themselves stronger. But as levels went up,
With this power, players causing trouble for sellers would be frozen and arrested right away. Even in Aesir's past experience, players wouldn't have risked causing trouble, even for something valuable like a legendary item—it wasn't worth it."Please line up and put your goods for sale, or you'll be arrested for bothering Faction-licensed sellers," she said with a smile.Players were released from their spell, and they quietly lined up, looking ashamed and cautious, almost as if they had planned it themselves.The trade went on for nearly six hours. More than half the player population in Amzion Crib Town had sold weapons, armor, and materials to Aesir and felt they had made a profit. Aesir chuckled but ignored taunts and jeers that he was wasting money like a fool.He had spent over 300 gold so far, but his gains couldn't be measured by mere coins. This hurdle would likely be the easiest in his Faction Online career.When fewer players came to his stall, he closed up and thanked eve
Killing intent wasn't physical; it was special energy waves from the brain, interpreted subconsciously as a warning. This made people with intense killing intent seem "creepy."This kind of thing goes beyond the body and is about the mind. Even though Aesir's current body hasn't taken a life yet, his strong killing intent from 15 years of gaming and real-life experiences was fully present.At this point, he could barely get up and looked at Grim with a grimace. While Grim's face stayed neutral, his mind was spinning. How could a mere human have such intense killing intent? Who was Aesir, and what had he seen and done to have such a scary aura? Even the current Demon King might hesitate in front of this mortal.Grim felt excited about battling Aesir in the future. He thought he could find some fun in that fight.With determination in his eyes, Aesir stayed on his knees despite Grim's maximum pressure. "Good lad! This boy will give me a good fight in a few years. I should challenge him
Aesir was stunned. Beyond the experience gained, the amount of gold was staggering. Most affluent players had at best 20 bronze coins. Aesir had received 3000 gold coins—a fortune in the game's economy, which followed the standard MMO currency tiers.Valor points? A thousand with every human, elf, and dwarven kingdom and empire? Having 1000 Valor points entitled Aesir to own land in the awarded kingdom, among other powers coveted by players, notably the ability to circumvent the law.Humans inherently dominated all else, including NPCs initially regarded as mere programs. Aesir himself held this view until NPCs gained rights after the second update.Valor points from the Temple of Light were even more precious, granting access to exclusive paths and classes across kingdoms, akin to the Vatican's power over ancient Rome.The Temple bridged mortal and divine realms, holding unique treasures and legacies coveted by players. In Aesir's past life, a player with 70 Valor points accessed the
The simple table emphasized how absurd Aesir's situation was. He was used to the complex menus of the 7th update, but he found a certain refreshing quality in this new simplicity.The AI was still gathering data for improvements, so things were pretty basic for now. But having the skill assist system active in the base version would definitely make his job easier.Without hesitation, Aesir activated his bundle. "Thank you for choosing the Master bundle!"No matter how much money you spent outside the game, you couldn't buy in-game currency. That's why these bundles offered a range of items, giving players a basic financial boost to start with. It was this clever feature that made Faction Online so special. The scarcity of resources and player support made it feel like discovering a new, untouched world—a potential goldmine. The difference here was that wealth in Faction Online didn't guarantee a big advantage.Aesir quickly moved potions into his limited inventory slots. He immediatel
After securing his new Diving Gear and three small flasks of the potent Slushy nutrient, Aesir didn't rush into the game.With launch just hours away, he took a moment in his bedroom. Stripping down to his boxers, he began a simple Attack exercise, mindful of his weak muscles and malnourished body. Five minutes into the regimen, he hit his limit."This body can't even finish a set," he muttered with a frown.Drinking a full flask of Slushy, he immediately felt its intense effects coursing through his weak frame."Urgh!!... Arrghhh…." He coughed in pain, kneeling as the potent elixir surged through him. "I almost forgot how strong Slushy are on the first go. This one hit hard with my weak body."As the pain subsided, he stood, sensing a qualitative improvement in his breathing and movement. Though far from athletic, he felt less like a naked chicken and more like one armored for battle.Next, Aesir unpacked the Beowolf Diving Gear, admiring its design. He hadn't used Diving Gears since