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 immediately equipped the medium armor set, a mix of light plate on limbs and chest, with cloth armor underneath, making his avatar look heroic.
He put aside common weapons, armor, and the other two armor sets; many players had bought similar bundles. Flooding the market with these items would greatly reduce their value. Unlike most MMOs where NPCs set fixed prices, Faction Online's market worked like the real world, following supply and demand. In a small town, having hundreds of adventurers sell low-level gear would be disastrous.
Grabbing three blank books for trading skills, he saw a menu pop up. There were many skills available, but only common ones. Advanced skills like Scribing, Divination, and Accounting weren't an option. Without hesitation, he chose the best combo: Blacksmithing, Alchemy, and Enchanting.
Aesir muttered angrily, making nearby players cautiously move away. Despite his usually calm demeanor, he felt like throwing a tantrum.
"What's going on here? Even without the rare resources pack, the basic bundle alone is enough to curse my luck!"
Thirty Copper pieces? Each one sold for nearly thirty bronze. When the first player hit level 15, Intermediary Trade Centers would open in each region, letting players auction currency and items. By then, one bronze coin could be worth almost $5.
Compared to what he got, those thirty Copper piecess alone would give a profit nearly six times higher to those who bought the master bundle!
The realization filled Aesir with such bitterness and anger that he almost felt like exploding. "Those poor fools. By the time they realize their mistake, everyone will have moved on, and it'll be too late."
But Aesir knew better. The items he got were way more than he expected, making him wonder if there was a mistake. With all this, he could shorten his early plans to less than three months, much faster than he thought—just a year.
He quickly chose two uncommon skill books containing the passive skills Nimble and Vanquisher. Nimble heightens his movement speed while Vanquisher boosts his attack power.
These skills showed why the Dark Swordsman class was a threat to other players.
The Dark Swordsman class had fast speed and powerful attacks with passive skills usually found only in top-level items—skills with no cooldown or cost that would get better as you leveled up.
Its active skills boosted percentages instead of directly hurting others.
The downside to the Dark Swordsman class was its rareness and slow speed to level up. Still, Aesir had ways to solve these, which became his next plan.
Before he left, Aesir checked the two weapons he got to make sure they were good enough to use.
"White Fang and Golden Claws eh, Nothing too unique but they'll do for now. I got the most important thing - Nimble."
With his enhanced speed, Aesir's attacks were almost impossible to dodge. Combined with over 15 years of Beowolf gaming experience, he was a formidable opponent in Faction Online.
Sighing, he accepted his fate and equipped his weapons. Then, he sprinted towards the town hall. Out of combat, stamina wasn't an issue, allowing players to run indefinitely, but the sheer size of Faction Online made long-distance running daunting.
Aesir's speed left many players dazed as he blurred past them.
"Who was that?"
"He was so fast!"
"He scared me!"
"Can I sue for that?"
"Yeah, it's 2123, you can sue for anything."
Aesir heard these remarks and smirked. Once he unlocked the Dark Swordsman class, they'd witness true speed and power.
At the town hall, a queue formed for starter quests, but other attractions drew attention. Groups gathered at recruitment stands shouting similar calls:
"Join Desecrators today! All players welcome!"
"Line up for Gifters! Only with a bundle!"
"Last chance for Fabled! Premium bundles only."
These stands allowed guilds to recruit members before the Faction system unlocked. Joining meant signing an inescapable digital contract.
Aesir sneered at the time-wasters, focused on leveling instead of joining queues. He passed through an alley behind the town hall, attracting confused and mocking looks.
"What's he doing?"
"Must be a noob."
"He might get mugged. NPCs can rob players."
"Poor guy."
Aesir ignored them and disappeared from view. Some watched with concern, others out of curiosity.
Meanwhile, Aesir found an emaciated child beggar near death from starvation and dehydration. In a past life, a player had found this alley and helped the boy, creating a hidden quest in Faction Online.
Aesir unsheathed Golden Claws and helped the boy.
This boy was none other than Grim's third son, a powerful devil in Faction Online. When nurtured back to health, he repaid kindness with Absolute Prana Wave, a feared ability that erased a player's account permanently.
The kingdom mobilized over half of its paladin army to subdue him and extract his hidden powers.
As the black mist emerged from the boy's body, Aesir, knowing better than to confront a level 1 devil without a plan, engaged swiftly.
With expert timing, he deflected the Arch Demonkin's spear with White Fang, then struck hard with Golden Claws.
Despite its intelligence, Aesir outmaneuvered the creature, using Carnage Space to deliver a devastating blow that ended the battle swiftly.
His experience bar surged, and as he reviewed his rewards, Aesir was stunned by what he saw.
"You defeated the Legendary Demon Kyle, Third son of Grim!"
"You gained Exp points."
"You received several items."
"Your reputation has risen."
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
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
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
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,
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 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
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
"Where am I?" Aesir groaned, clutching his head as he woke up. Memories surged back. He'd been betrayed... "That's right... I was killed."He stood, expecting the opulence of his suite. Instead, he found himself in a decrepit room, barely fit for rats. Blinking in disbelief, he checked his chest. No wounds. Just a frail body that couldn't withstand a child's punch, unlike the powerful form he once had.Despite the shock, the scene felt familiar. He recognized this place and body. It was his home and his body from 15 years ago, back when he was a cowardly young man struggling to survive. He picked up his old brick phone and checked the time – 7:40 am, 10/10/2123.Outwardly calm, his mind raced. This date meant Faction Online would launch in five hours. Shops selling the basic game Diving Gears would close in less than three hours. His once fuzzy memories of the past were now clear. These memories were fresh in this younger body, yet he also remembered everything beyond this date as if
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