The Apocalypse descended as the world turned into a game. And while everyone panicked, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong with my eyes.

[Logging into the Game Master’s Account!]

And my ‘oh-so-average’ destiny, changed into ‘is this a cheat life?’ Kind of destiny.

[Would you like to Create a Skill? GM Points will be consumed!]

While others struggled to kill a single goblin, I was searching for stronger monsters. While they were happy with getting even a random weak skill, I was customizing what kind of skills I needed. Even my Talents and Gifts can be customised. The only limit was my imagination.

Heck, even the hidden quests that people would trigger randomly were present in front of me even before the scenario began. 

It wasn’t fair by any means. But isn’t that how life is already?

[Would you like to make changes to the quests in the next scenario? GM Points will be consumed!]

Is this how an apocalypse is supposed to be? I don’t know. I just tried following the script in front of everyone while trying out my cheat in hindsight. Don't get me wrong with the ‘pig eating tiger’ kind of thing. I just don’t like attention. I would rather stay with two trusted friends than with 10 fake ones.

[Would you like to Initiate a Custom quest for the Players? GM Points will be consumed!]

And for the players who were bullying the ‘weak’ me. One may even wonder how they ended up losing half of their stats and skills in a randomly triggered impossible type of quest. 

Fate can be truly scary, you know? 

One must always be careful of it.

I observed the carefree look on his face. A smile with minimal movements of the lips, yet radiant enough to lighten up anyone's mood. His half-closed eyelids, seemed to lack concentration, and crimson pupils whose concentration doesn't seem to falter even if it's the end of the world.


A slow smile took over my face as I slashed with my free weapon, forcing him to open his gigantic vermillion wings and then flap away from my right blade. A tinge of red was placed upon my blade, that seemed to be slowly seeping into the weapon, distorting the blue white symphony it had.


Description: A Blood Distortion Curse has been placed on the weapon, slowly seeping into the weapon causing it to distort according to the Curser's Wish]


[Would you like to erase the current curse effect from the weapon for 40,000 GM Points?]


A simple yes before I looked at the curse giver, the vampire observing me with a rather surprised look.


Chapter 184 - [Fight II]