Welcome to Alorexa, a simulation world created by someone who proclaimed himself as the great professor and philosopher, Bang Sat.
He said he created this world as a way to give some inmates with the death penalty waiting for them, a chance to reclaim their freedom. But to do that, they need to clear seven stages of trial, and find their own way to get out of this simulation world, without any clear instruction.
Entering Alorexa is like entering a dream. These inmates just were kicked to this simulation world after losing all their memories of their life in the real world. They were told to get out to the trial realm and search their way out themselves.
One of those inmates is this man with ripped muscles and lean body build, given name The Loser No. 1 a.k.a Azzim. He is the first inmate to enter Alorexa. He has been trapped in this simulation world for more than 10 years, and has made it to the sixth stage of the trial.
Just recently, he had an epic fight with the legendary dragon, The Great Zarkhan, the final boss of the sixth trial. But somehow, for some reason, he is now trapped in the first trial realm as a level 0 warrior.
He is washed ashore to the small island, a bit separated from one big mainland on the southwest part. He is laying there unconsciously on the bay with a low Health Point (HP), with one barbut helmet on his head, a broken armor and wounded shoulder and back, and one short sword on his right hand.
A tiny movement is seen on his fingers. And then, he starts coughing all the water out of his mouth. Not long after he lays down there, he starts sniffing like someone who is going to cry.
“Unfavorable condition my ass!” he whines with a low voice. “How would I survive with this kind of condition? You asked me to clear the trials like this?”
He starts crying. Until suddenly, he shouts out so loud with anger. “For fuck’s sake, this is unfair! Just kill me already and take me back to the real world!”
As he is crying and cursing, a weird movement occurs on the water. That water is slowly solidifying and turning its shape into a mermaid-like creature with several tentacle-like limbs. One of its long limbs grips Azzim’s left leg.
It wraps around his leg and slowly starts gripping so tight. Azzim is startled and immediately tries his best to pull his leg back from that monster.
From pitying himself, he becomes so mad and furious with all the kinds of bizarre creatures that have kept coming to him. He is so furious to the point he no longer cares about anything anymore.
Not about the trial, not about his own safety either. He waves his sword so fast, aiming to hit that tentacle-like limb of the monster which is wrapping his leg.
He cuts the monster’s limb, but also his leg. The blood splatters on the water. His leg has butchered brutally. But somehow, a mad laugh occurs on his face.
“How does it feel, huh? You like that? Try harder, bitch! If you want to get me, try harder!”
As the monster tries to wrap his already butchered leg once more, Azzim waves his sword again and cuts another limb of the monster. That monster screams so loud in its agony, releasing a kind of high pitch and powerful shockwave.
That shockwave breaks Azzim’s eardrum. His eyes are shut close and bleeding. Both of his ears are also bleeding. So are both of his nostrils.
But somehow, the monster is immediately melted, turning its shape back into water and then disappears. Meanwhile, Azzim keeps crying with so much pain and agony.
He lays there with shallow yet fast breaths. He keeps moaning in such excruciating pain that he wishes he could just die immediately. But there’s no one there to ask for help to immediately kill him.
“Please, Bang Sat! Just kill me already and take me out of this world.” He cries, asking for the creator of the simulation world to end his struggle.
He cries not because of the pain he is currently experiencing. After all, this is not the first time he experiences this kind of pain. It is about his helplessness and desperation. He just couldn’t see the meaning to keep going on with the trial under the condition he currently has.
Another monster emerges from the water. At this point, he can’t see nor hear. But somehow, his instinct rises to its peak. He pushes his body with one leg, being moved by the fear he currently feels.
To be dragged into the sea by Siren’s Worshiper is not the answer he is asking for. He wishes for a sudden death, not another torture.
He tries so hard to get away from the water. However, that sea monster is already so close to reach his leg. As that monster almost touches his leg, that leg slowly turns transparent without him realizing it.
He screams and cries so furiously. “Fuck you, Bang Sat! Just you wait. I’m going to kill you! Mark my words. When I get out of this shitty world, you are the first one I’m going to kill.”
A few weeks ago... In a certain part of the mountain slopes of the Dragon Valley, there are so many prehistoric animal carcasses are scattered all over the place. There are carcasses of Triceratops about twice the size of an adult hippopotamus, dozens of Velociraptors, and even a pair of T-Rexes. It is not clear how much the total number of these dead monsters is, due to the lack of light at dawn. Meanwhile, four warriors are taking a rest on a cliff near a giant cave. There are also bones of a pair of dragon thighs on the remnants of a bonfire near their camp. One of them, a woman with golden hair wearing some kind of Magical Paladin Robe without its armor, just gets up earlier than the others. As soon as she sits up, she starts doing odd stuff, like touching the empty air in front of her. “Status!” she mutters. In that instant, an interface window appears in front of her, displaying various personal information about her personal status. ******************* [Lv 81. Loser No.
At her current level, even a vial of mana potion wouldn't give a significant effect in replenishing her mana. Although she has a high mana regeneration rate, as a master level of Paladin Warrior, most of her skills consume so much mana. After all, she is such a perfectionist in preparing for something. With this mindset, she chooses to wait for Azzim to recover by his own HP regeneration rather than using her mana to help him recover. She is the sole healer in the group. She knows it the most, how crucial her mana for them in fighting the Gatekeeper later. “We've come this far. A few hours of waiting won't be that hard. After all, we still have some time before they reset the realm,” she says. At noon, they have already dismantled the tent. They only collect a few essential items, such as weapons and a few stock items which they put into small bags. The rest, such as cooking utensils and those tents, they just leave them there. After all, not long after this, they will face the Ga
It's almost like an insult for Leia, for only getting information about the monster's level after using her highest level of scanning skill. “I can understand if the scanning doesn't show the abilities of the monster we just met. But currently, I only get information about the monster's name and its level,” she informs the others. “As for the name, we can also see it from the hologram that appears above the monster's head,” Zul replies. “I know!” she replies, looking so annoyed with Zul's response. “So, what level monsters?” asks Gaston. “Level 95,” Leia replies curtly. “Maybe later, after observing you fighting that monster for a while, I could get more detailed info about the boss,” Leia explains. “Hey, wait a minute!” Azzim suddenly interrupts their conversation. The other three people immediately turn to him with curious faces. “As I recall, two weeks ago, I once met a dragon type monster by the name of Zarkhan around The Deadly Swamp area. But I only saw a level 62 monster
Gaston shouts furiously with the grave mistake Leia has made. “Leia! What the fuck is wrong with you!” He slams his huge axe down, releasing a shock wave attack that spreads across the floor. The energy attack continues to spread until it hits the dragon’s tail and prevents it from hitting Azzim and Leia. The dragon turns its attention back to Gaston who is still not deterred by its rampage. It starts hunting him back. “Leia, you should know that you must always keep your distance in battle. We won't be able to get out of this place alive if anything happens to you,” shout Gaston. “I know. You don't need to teach me basic things like that,” Leia argues while she is busy treating the burn on Azzim's shoulder. It’s not like she’s being reckless. She just has that much confidence in Gaston’s ability to protect her, while she really needs to cover the injured teammate. Shortly after, Azzim backs up and looks ready to continue the fight. Meanwhile, Leia immediately takes out a short s
They already feel the heat from Leia’s Blazing Wave affecting them for some time. They realize this is their last gamble. If they really don't want to waste all the mana Leia uses for the three auras, there is no other choice but to finish off The Great Zarkhan as soon as possible. “Zul, there's no need to hold back,” says Leia. “The monster's Elemental Resistance has been decreased. As long as you don't throw your ice magic directly at its flames, your magic can still hurt that monster.” “Yes, Mam!” says Zul before he starts moving to the left flank. Gaston continues to bombard the dragon’s head from the front, while Azzim begins his madness slashing movement using his daggers from the right flank. “Listen! My mana supply won’t be enough to last for the next 2 hours,” Leia warns. The monster's large size makes it an easy target to be bullied. However, its high durability makes it so hard to knock out. On the other hand, with its large size, its attack range is quite difficult
Azzim, who doesn't have much mana, really can't fight with any special skills or techniques like the rest of his friends. What he could do so far was only to attack with ordinary physical attacks using arrows, daggers or his short swords. He has long since realized that he has been taking a wrong path for his character growth as a warrior. But he has gone too far for him to redo everything. They are already in the Sixth Trial, and their ticket to get out of that realm is imminent. It is no longer possible for him to repeat it all from the beginning. Forget about killing that monster anytime soon. He even isn’t sure he could take on the monster by himself. After all, what choice does he have now? “Looks like I really have no other choice,” he mutters. Azzim takes out a gemstone from a small pocket that is wrapped around his waist. He puts the gemstone into a special socket slot on the hilt of his magical short sword. ******************* [Notifications!] [You just installed the B
On the other hand, Zarkhan has returned to flying after having regenerated for a while. Just as Azzim is ready for his final attack, Zarkhan is also ready to leash all the heat out of his stomach. Zarkhan raises his head for a moment. He then takes it towards Azzim with his mouth wide open. A dazzling hot light comes out of the bottom of his mouth cavity. Another burst of Corrosive Breath, much more corrosive, much hotter, with far more concentrated venomous gasses than before, blows out of his mouth. It seems that Zarkhan's instinct has also been realizing it too, that he should no longer underestimate that one warrior he is currently facing. Azzim runs toward that attack with his dear life on the line, intending to block the monster's corrosive breath. Just before his body is hit by the monster's torrent, he depletes it with his sword away. His Magical Short Sword, which has been strengthened by the dense dark red plasma Azzim drew out, is able to disperse the deadly Corrosive Br
The alert system keeps appearing, showing how dire his situation currently is.********************[Alert!][Your HP has reached 3% and keeps decreasing][Your Vitality has reached 10% and continues to decline]- When your HP reaches 1%, you won't be able to move.- When your Vitality reaches 5%, your base HP regeneration rate will turn to 0 and your body will stop healing by itself.********************“Shut up!” he mumbles.And suddenly, they fall not too far from the portal. Azzim tries his best to crawl while dragging Leia along with him. But he becomes increasingly pessimistic about his chance of getting out of that place alive.“Leia, wake up. I can't drag you around like this,” Azzim cries, patting Leia's cheek again.Leia opens her eyes once more, though not fully conscious.“Then, just leave me here,” she replies with a weak voice.But then, she closes her eyes again. Azzim starts to growl, slamming his hands on the floor. He is so angry and desperate, because the portal is