Surviving the Game as a Barbarian - Surviving the Game as a Barbarian chapter 2

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Close your eyes.

and ask yourself

If this is the beginning of a very, very unfriendly game, what am I supposed to do now?

‘Once you understand the situation and get information.’

After that, it seems to come back a little.

Recalling the first task I set for myself, I slowly opened my eyes and checked my surroundings again.

Unfortunately, nothing has changed from before.

“… … .”

The fact that I am in an open space in the woods.

Also, it is not the LED street lamp that illuminates the dark surroundings, but the flickering torch.

Above all, even the fact that there are muscular savages everywhere you look in the east, west, north and south… … .

“Congratulations! Young warriors!”

Fuck, I didn’t see anything wrong either.

I don’t know what they’re doing in the middle of the night, but their expressions are pretty reverent.

Is that guy in the middle like a tribal chief?

Well, it won’t matter.

“As of today, you will leave the Holy Land and be reborn as true warriors!”

He closed his eyes, letting out the chief’s words through one ear.

I’m not a doctor, but if I were to self-diagnose, now I have blackout symptoms.

I don’t know why I am here.

“Now, come out one by one and choose a weapon that suits you!”

So let’s do it.

What was I doing just before?

As soon as I looked back on whether there was a problem with the brain, a memory immediately came to mind.

I was playing a game.

The final boss room was at hand, and he suppressed his excitement and activated the portal. Then, suddenly, a text saying that the tutorial has been completed or that the transmission has started appears and a bright light bursts out. and… … .

Now that I come to my senses,

Somehow, it became more confusing than the first time.

“Come out Karak, Farun’s third son!”

First, I decided to check the condition of my body.

I don’t feel any pain, but it’s because I don’t know.

With that thought in mind, I bowed my head and stiffened.

… What else is this?

“Two-handed axe! excellent!”

The hand I looked down on was so large that it was embarrassingly large. And surprisingly, it moves at my will.

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My friend and I checked other places and it was a spectacle.

In addition to taking off the shirt, all kinds of tattoos are drawn on the ragged muscles.

… Somehow, they all look the same size, but the eye level is right.

Once I cleared up the situation.

No, there was really nothing to sort out.

For some reason, I had become a savage without realizing it.

“O Karak, the third son of Farnun! This makes you a warrior!”

Kidnappings, hidden cameras, psychological experiments, etc.

I immediately erase similar possibilities from my mind. It would be foolish to twist the circuit of hope and forcibly fit the evidence even though the situation is the key.

It is productive to admit and move on.

What is happening to me right now is something that science or modern knowledge cannot explain.

Other than this large body, there are plenty of reasons.

“next!”

First of all, the language that savage speaks is not Korean, English, or Spanish.

A language I have never encountered in any media in my entire life.

The problem is that you can understand that language as naturally as your mother tongue.

As if knowledge had been engraved in his head.

“Come out, Ainar, Penneline’s second daughter!”

Second, I’m used to this situation.

I wonder what this is, but it really is.

At first, everything was unfamiliar, but after a little bit, I felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

“You chose a sword! It is a good choice for you who are smart!”

That the young barbarians choose their weapons one after the other.

That’s all they have in common, but… … .

This is reminiscent of the intro of [Dungeon and Stone].

To be precise, when ‘Barbarian’ was selected among several races, the game started in this way.

But is this really a coincidence?

The game I was playing when the mysterious light swallowed me was [Dungeon and Stone], and even the main character I was playing was ‘Barbarian’?

“Ainar, the second daughter of Pnelin! In this way, you became a warrior. May the blessings of ‘Rafdonia’ be with you!”

‘Such crazy… … .’

I decided to quit cleaning up the remaining grounds.

Rafdonia.

The tribal chief just mentioned this one proper noun, which made everything meaningless.

I now know where this place is.

The world in the game I’ve been playing for nearly 10 years.

“The, Dungeons and Stones.”

uh, what else is he? What is it for me?

As I glanced at the savage sitting next to me, I was stunned. Even prettily, he was different from other savages.

“What, what is this, why am I here… … .”

His breath is rough and his eyes are full of confusion.

As well as knowing [Dungeon and Stone]. Maybe he’s in the same situation as me?

I felt the need to check it out, but unfortunately I couldn’t even try it.

“Who just opened his mouth!”

The voice was so loud that my eardrums pierced my head for a moment.

Of course, it wasn’t long.

I don’t know when I came, but seeing the chief of the tribe looking down at me gave me a boost.

“Is it yours?”

As soon as the question was asked, he shook his head. And naturally, I looked at the savage next to me.

A quick act that even I myself admired.

In response, the chieftain moved his gaze to the barbarian sitting next to him instead of being questioned.

I’m sorry, but you’re right. open your mouth

“Is it yours?”

“Yes?”

“I asked if it was you who just mumbled.”

It was only now that I realized it, but the face of the chieftain was not serious. Looking at cancer, it doesn’t seem like it’s just because of the talk… … .

“Oh, you mean Dungeons and Stones? by the way… Why?”

The guy doesn’t seem to have noticed this atmosphere yet.

“It was you… … .”

A brief glimpse of regret passed through the eyes of the chieftain of the evil gate.

Feeling an ominous feeling for an unknown reason, I unconsciously took a step aside.

Then the boy tilted his head and asked.

“Is this like an event? Oh, maybe it was that I noticed too soon—”

What had passed, I could not see with my own eyes.

Something flashed, and then a shuddering sound was heard.

spatula-

That was all there was to it.

The moment that seemed like a fleeting moment passed, and the hair that fell with a dull sound rolls over and over.

A brutal sight that seems unrealistic.

The eye relayed the information it had just seen to the brain.

“… … .”

A man’s neck was cut off in front of his eyes. The bones are visible and the cross-sections of the muscles are visible. Something white splattered on his face, along with blood and flesh. what is this? is it fat?

Well, I don’t know.

It’s not as shocking as I thought.

Like I saw in movies or cartoons, there was no feeling of nausea and no mental exhaustion saying it was all a dream.

Fish woo woo!

As I watched the blood spurt out of people’s throats, only one question remained in my head.

Why the hell did the chieftain kill him?

“An evil spirit resided in the soul of Oreum, son of Kadua. Let the young warriors erase from their memory all the words the evil spirit has just uttered!”

The moment you hear the chief’s words, the information is naturally combined in your head.

Information 1, I am an evil spirit.

Information 2, if this fact is found out, you will die.

Info 3, I could have become like that if I had done it.

After drawing that conclusion, chills arose in the spine, which was still intact even when the person’s head was cut off.

“Vulcan! Hurry up and report this to the temple with the body!”

“How would you like to have an adult ceremony?”

“I will proceed!”

There was a lot of blood, but the coming-of-age ceremony continued.

It was common here, and no one blinked an eye anywhere. This was also true of the young warriors around.

But maybe it’s because I’ve played so many unkind games?

No one told me, but I could clearly see what I had to do now.

—Please finish your coming-of-age ceremony safely without anyone finding out that you are a demon.

If it was a friendly game, a message like this would appear.

With the updated task in mind, I forcibly stopped the shaking of my body. And using the attitudes of others as a guideline, I acted out facial expressions.

No one should feel uncomfortable with me.

To them, I seem to be nothing more than an ‘evil spirit’ who has stolen my master’s body.

“next!”

When the accident followed there, my heart sank.

“Kenick’s fourth son, Serum, come out!”

I don’t know my name.

This is a serious matter at stake.

Even if your name is called, if you stand still by yourself, you will definitely look suspicious.

“next!”

Of course, you could go ahead and say you heard it wrong.

Obviously, that’s much more likely.

But if you ask if you can be sure, that’s a different story altogether. If not? What if the chieftain asks a question because it is suspicious?

I won’t be able to answer anything.

“next!”

Did anxious emotions stimulate hormones in the brain?

Positive thoughts begin to come to mind.

A weak thought, ‘If you are called at the end, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know your name, right?’

“next!”

I felt sorry for myself.

Do you depend on luck?

On a subject you’ve never been lucky enough for in your life? You can tell just by looking at how you were brought to this place while playing the game.

If a guy like me is to get through this crisis, he needs a much more probable plan.

“next!”

That’s why I kept looking around.

With his chin facing the front, he looked at the expressions, movements, and habits of others with his eyes.

As I was doing this, a way came to my mind.

“next!”

Of course, this method is not 100% guaranteed.

However, the time given was short, and I made the final decision.

This is the most likely way to live.

“next!”

“next!”

“next!”

After that, the calling continued.

I counted about two seconds to myself each time.

That was when I repeated it eight times.

“Come out, Bjorn son of Yandel!”

Finally, the long-awaited moment has arrived.

Even after 2 seconds have passed since the name was called, no one took their foot off.

Recognizing this fact, I stepped forward. And proudly, with his shoulders extended, he walked towards the chieftain.

Tub.

It’s not that I’m not afraid.

Even at this moment as I step forward, I’m not sure that’s my name.

Tub.

If my judgment is wrong, the mad chief of the tribe will call it up as suspicious.

And you ask, who is your mother?

I will not be able to answer.

However.

Tub.

I didn’t hesitate.

As my heart pounded, I picked my breath and continued to step forward.

For a simple reason.

Because I thought this was the most probable.

“Young warrior, choose your weapon!”

In the end, my choice was right.

There was no doubt in the eyes of the chieftain looking at me.

A gentle gaze, as when dealing with other young warriors.

I held my breath, suppressing the strange excitement.

lived

***

Less than 10 minutes had passed since I opened my eyes.

But I have accepted the reality I am facing now as it is.

It may seem strange to some, but… … .

Denying makes no sense.

It’s not like a dream.

‘Bjorn Yandel.’

From now on, I must live by this name.

No, not just a name, you have to be completely this savage.

I don’t know how long

Is it possible to go home, and if so, what should I do… … .

Because I don’t know anything yet.

Well, I wonder if it would be possible to go back if I met the clear conditions of the game.

It is still too early to determine this.

I honestly wish it wasn’t.

No, I haven’t cracked it with the 2D version yet, but how do I break it in real life?

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Maybe I’ll have to live here for the rest of my life.

“… … .”

In that sense, weapon selection was important.

I thought that dragging might raise suspicion, but I carefully examined each weapon one by one.

One-handed sword, two-handed greatsword, mace, iron club, spear, harpoon, two-handed axe, flail, large hammer, etc.

There were no bows or sticks at all.

These savage bastards don’t even care about jobs that eat raw like a healer, a wizard, or an archer.

Considering the racial characteristics, it would be natural.

“Bjorn son of Yandel! Come on, choose your weapon!”

As the selection time grew longer, the chief of the tribe began to urge.

I finally organized my thoughts.

Barbarians have no natural talent for magic, but have strong physical abilities.

For that reason, when raising a barbarian, I always played with melee weapons and put them in the vanguard.

Out of curiosity, I also tried to raise a bobba, but it didn’t work.

Their true value was always shown in close combat.

And among them… … .

‘this.’

After much deliberation, I chose the weapon.

“Hmm.”

The chieftain, who gave admiration and praise after every choice, showed a strange reaction for the first time.

The sentiment was fully understandable.

“Bjorn son of Yandel! This makes you a warrior!”

I chose a weapon that no one picked.

***

At that time, a dark room with the lights dimmed.

“Synchronization is complete.”

「Character information and journal are recorded and sent to the administrator.」

The fan on the main body, which was turned off, starts to spin, and the light from the monitor illuminates the empty room.

However, booting did not work normally.

Beep beep, beep, beep—

Typings stopped on a black background DOS screen and entered according to the beep sound as if there was an error.

“The coming-of-age ceremony has been successfully completed.”

“New equipment has been installed.”

「The overall item level increases by +12… … .”

“… … .”

As if someone was writing it down in real time even at this moment, only those sounds resounded quietly in the unoccupied room.

endlessly, continuously.

“Bjorn Yandel”

Level: 1

Body: 25 / Mind: 35 / Abilities: 1

Item Level: 24 (New +24)

Combat Combat Index: 67 (New+6)