The World of Masks

I tapped my finger and stared at the object on the desk. A simple silver design that was given to me by a mysterious old man as a connection tool to the world of masks. Jinsuk touches the access tool and falls down on the desk, sighing heavily.

The object in front of me was definitely a coveted object. Even if I thought about it, the only way to solve the current problem was with a machine in front of my eyes. He also had a choice to play hide-and-seek with a cop with a silver bracelet and a handgun, but he was determined to refuse.

The question was whether this machine was really a tool for connecting the masked world and whether we could trust the old man. Once appearances matched the access tool seen in the news. However, the intention of the old man who suddenly disappeared to believe in hot stone was a problem.

The loss was weighing down on the idea that the old man was a demon or a beggar. Of course, he continued shaking his head, but if he did not, he could not explain that he had concealed his nature or that it had suddenly disappeared before his eyes. Of course, there is no possibility that 'a practiced magician accidentally discovered his nature and performed a lifetime of magic to mock himself', but it can't be.

So why did the old man give me this? Is it really for yourself that you can't stand the urge to kill? Or for what purpose? Are you sure this tool will extract your soul?

Jinsuk, who was thinking for a long time, sighed deeply and raised his tool.

It's called "Hodgins Tax" anyway. '

Game or kill. It was already a choice between two.

"All or nothing."

That muttered spade walked into the capsule with a tool. The seat comfortably seated in the capsule looked down at the connection tool. And I had to make a crazy voice.

"How do I connect this?"

I couldn't see any connectors that could connect the capsule and the tool. I suddenly came up with an idea, looking through the connection tool thoroughly. And the awkwardness had to become a ship.

"You can't be running the game without a capsule, can you?"

It was nonsense. Executing virtual reality games requires tremendous computational processing power. And the device for processing that vast operation was the capsule. The tool was simply a mediator that installed each game and connected the human encephalogram and capsule. But if you're right, the tools of the game that are causing chaos in the world are the ones that can do all the computations in this little space. He said he had to believe this and stared at the tool for a long time. Soon I convinced him.

"Well, the Devil gave it away. Is that even possible?"

It's funny that demons were always using the same technology as Humans. Jinsuk, who thought so, lay on the chair of a fluffy capsule and wore a connection tool.

[Welcome to the Masked World. Do you want to access the game? YES/NO]

A window opened in front of my eyes. I was not wearing goggles or a hologram, but I was fed up, so I was no longer surprised at the window in front of me. Jinsuk senselessly took his hand to the YES button.

Jinsuk blinked his eyes. I rubbed my eyes, shook my head a few times, closed my eyes tightly, counted five seconds, and then opened my eyes again. Nothing has changed. The landscape that I could see was not a lie.

"· · · · · · · · · · Well, the Devil Bismuri."

Now, the almost magical word is spoken, and the barely convincing quartz slowly looks around. It seemed like a small hut. A cloud of dust glitters down from the sunlight pouring down through a window on one side of the wall. On the other side of the two-story space, there is probably a pile of rough haystacks, thought to be beds, and a giant atmosphere scattered over it. In the center, there were roughly carved wooden tables and chairs.

And on the table, there was a mask that looked as white and individually as small as the eyes.

Is there any kind of character modification? '

Looking at his appearance, I thought about the truth. He hasn't changed at all. No, if anything has changed, just get dressed. All of a sudden, he's wearing a white short-sleeved running shirt and black shorts. And he was a typical novice, a straw-entangled slipper. The only thing that was unique was a thick bracelet on my left arm.

After searching the perimeter and his body, the dust takes a step toward the table.

Along with the sound of 'tiling', a translucent small window appeared in the eyes of Jin.

[Welcome to the world of masks. We're going to walk you through a brief description of the game now, so if you're ready, just tap the window.]

It was a very polite gesture for what the Devil Bisherd had made. In a strange place, Jin flicked the spear in front of his eyes.

[Thank you for playing this game. This game is committed to your enjoyment and gives you a reality that is no different from reality at all. Please keep in mind that you are responsible for all costs.]

Of course you are. A murmur popped out of my mouth.

[Unlike other games, this game has no concept of HP. We recommend that you defend yourself to the utmost extent, as the impact on the body is completely the same as the reality. Be careful. No matter how powerful you are, you can shoot through critical points. Your avatar is purely the same as your body and cannot be changed in appearance. However, as the game is being oppressed by foolish superiors who do not understand the greatness of the game, we encourage you to wear masks to ensure the safety of your users. The mask is on the table.]

Jin looks down at the mask on the table.

[The reason this game abandoned its original name and started using the name masked world is because of the mask in front of your eyes. Masks are never destroyed, and they never come off without your will. However, we recommend that you do not neglect the protection of your face by trusting only one of the masks in front of your eyes, as the mask is fundamentally provided to new users and has no defense at all. Damage penetrates the mask in front of you. If you don't want to make eye contact with your nose and lips, or if you don't want to add holes to your face, avoid the ignorance of believing in the defenses of masks.]

'That's not very polite.' Jinsung stared at the spear in front of his last words. If you want to avoid other players' eyes in the first place, why not let them completely edit their characters? Though he grumbled in his mind, the game was unfortunately an illegal game without a customer service or protest board.

[Use non-MP HP when using the skill in this game. Life means the day you will live in the future, and the remaining life force is expressed as time. The higher the level, the more Health you can consume at once. For those of you who have a better life ahead of them, at least they won't be deprived of technology because they have MPs like any other game. But be careful. As you consume your health, your Avatar's lifespan decreases. Maybe the Avatar's life force is linked to your life force?]

Is this it?

It frowns. As a true introduction to this game because you have already met the Devil Bisherd, the warning does not look like a joke to you. Maybe the Demon Bishops are really drawing people's lives out of this game.

[But don't worry. There is also a way to regain your lost life in this game. Please look at your left wrist.]

Jinsuk raises his left arm slightly. In a typical beginner's outfit, I noticed that the only bracelet that was showing off its personality was a shiny bracelet.

[That bracelet is a magical item and is a small Storage. You may be more familiar with the name "Inventory." Just think about how you want to use storage in your mind.]

As Jinsuk thought in his mind, a window appeared in front of his eyes. There were 10 coins, one shortcode, and one unidentified orb.

[Currency is $100 coins, $100 coins, $100 coins, $100 coins, $100 coins. Prices vary by country and region, so you need to find out for yourself. Shortsword is basically a given weapon and is not recommended for prolonged use. Finally, a bead is called a bead of life. If you touch a monster you've hunted with a bead, its life force will be sucked into the Bead of Life. You can restore your health with the HP contained in this Life Orb, convert it to EXP, and add skill points. Please note that catching monsters does not give you any experience.]

Jinsuk takes his hand from the window in front of him to the beads of life. Lightly touching it, the beads of life came into the hands of the true order very easily. The translucent tag that reads' The Bead of Life 'next to the bead soon disappeared.

[Currently, the Orb of Life is a 'Lesser Orb of Life' and its total storage is very low. No matter how many monsters you catch, it will evaporate your life beyond the storage level of the beads. You have to save the orb of another life yourself. It is said that it is impossible for Ueron to take the life force of humans and metahumans because of the blessings given to him from the beginning.]

Have you ever killed a human? I kicked my tongue as if it were a shame in this regard.

[It is the same for these world NPCs to use vitality on skills and replenish their spent vitality, but they have no concept of experience. You can sell them marbles, but think about it. Life orbs are not so common to wander around. When you take an item out of your inventory, simply touch it in the inventory window, or when you insert it, touch it in an empty space. If you think you don't want to use it anymore, the inventory window will disappear. You can also simply use the Magic Warehouse if you touch the bracelet on your left hand to call out the item's name, or if you feel the item is placed inside the bracelet. Please note, this Magic Storage is not a bound item. Keep in mind that this item can be looted at any time after killing you.]

"What?!"

An unconscious scream erupted. No game touched the inventory itself, but it seemed to chew through such common sense.

[The time flow of this game is 1: 3 versus reality. Feel free to relax.]

"Until time!"

Roughly night was a performance that was really different from other games that distinguished night from day by hours and hours low.

[Use the Character window to view the current status and additional stats of your character, check the status of the skill, and use the Skill window to add points. How to use the bracelet is the same as how to use it.]

The description in the window immediately reminds me of the character's spear and skill window.

LV: 1 EXP: 0/42

hour: 744,600: 28: 32 (744,600: 28: 32)

(Max consume hour/Per Skill hour)

str: 13 dex: 14 int: 12

Compared to other games, it was a simple screen. Power, agility, intelligence. What was unusual was the remaining vitality of this avatar written hour. The health of the Avatar is steadily decreasing compared to other stats. There's so much life worth mentioning, but it's just a faint speculation as to the certainty that the Avatar's life force is tied to his real body.

And the skill spear was empty. I didn't even seem to have the basic skills to give to a beginner.

[Early Avatar stats are derived from your physical stats, and the average adult strength, agility and intelligence is 10. Feel free to shout if your stats are higher than 10, or flog if they are lower than 10. Finally, the current village was created as a tutorial to familiarize you with the game. There is only one player in this town and there are no dangerous monsters around. In order to enjoy the game, you need to leave the village. Please be careful once you leave the Beginner's Village, you won't be able to return. So that's the bottom line. We hope you enjoy playing this game.]

The sentence no longer opens a translucent window. Examining the sentences I just saw, Jin lifted up his mask. An inorganic white mask with no personality whatsoever. Jin, who stared at the mask for a moment, put the mask on the bracelet.

'It's the only town I have, so you don't need it.'

Equipment used to hide faces from other players in the first place. It was unnecessary in a beginner village prepared for only one beginner. The stone in the mask immediately took out the shortcode.

The translucent tag 'Rookie's Shortsword' disappears from the side of the blade. Jinseok took a look at the shortsword before his eyes. Like any other game, there seemed to be no damage or description of the item or service. However, the short sword in front of you does not appear to be a long-wearing knife, even if you look closely at it. It's too worn out to find a spot that isn't rusty, and it's too worn out. I sliced a wooden table with my knife as a test. Seeing how the cracks on the table barely came out, it seemed a lot dull, too. 'That's the first thing I've given you.' I decided to think of the truth as good. After finishing observing the shortsword in hand, Jin steps out of his hut.

After hearing the creaking sound of the old door, a refreshing breeze touches your face. Jinsuk unconsciously raised his elasticity. A confident hut sits on the edge of town. There were a dozen humble huts similar to the ones that appeared in the wooden bookshelves made of frozen ice as if they were images of the settlement. You can see some people wandering around the village through the huts. The reality of the villagers who glanced at themselves with a delicate glance as if they did not welcome strangers into the village. Another admirable truth was the breeze that filled the floor.

It was different from the way I used to feel in games claimed to be virtual reality games. This place was literally a reality.

Jinseok takes a few more steps out of the hut.

Am I allowed to use this? '

Jinsuk looked at the shabby hut that was about to collapse. With this level of reality, I was more likely to have a need for fatigue, hunger, and sleep. It used to be a hut I wouldn't even give if it were true, but it would be useful now anyway. 'If you have an owner, you can return it.' I suddenly remembered the answer, I raised the shortcode. In a way, I forgot to check one of the most important things for myself.

Puck.

Jin stabs his palm lightly. It was a short sword, doubtful to be used as a weapon, but the blade gives it some strength, and the end of the short sword twists slightly out of the palm of your hand. A tingling sensation rose from the palm of my hand. Rumor has it it it was a reality. The grip of the shortsword, the hardness of the ground rising from the feet that support the weight, and the pain rising from the palms of the hands.

The blood spilling from the wound was red. It was definitely blood flowing, not ending with the red bloodline on the wound like the other games. Jinsuk glanced at the blood that was spilling, slightly sticking out his tongue.

Grandpa.

The bitter taste of blood rising from the tip of your tongue.

I think the Demon Bishop is right. This place seemed like heaven to Jin.