max level player

the virtual reality game, olympus. a means to support reality after all the knowledge and records accumulated by mankind had disappeared overnight. ‘my real life starts now!’ absolute evil appears in such a world! i received my test results, where two words stuck out in devastating clarity. [no talent] it was something i’d already known, but it stung a little more than usual today. was i lacking in effort or talent? or both? was it my fault that i was living like this, or was it society’s? in the years since players, streamers, guardians, dungeons, and monsters became a part of our everyday life, my sister died from leukemia trying to support me, and my mom passed away from a disease we couldn’t afford to treat. i went to sleep, and when i woke up the next morning to continue my futile life, i found… that i had somehow gone 10 years back in the past, to the day the world changed. while going through the tutorial, i realized something. everything’s too easy. was i really talentless?