Chapter 2: The New World
When I first heard that this world was created by a god as some kind of experiment, I thought it would be like one of those anime or card-based stories. You know—the classics: Yu-Gi-Oh, Vanguard, Buddyfight.
But no.
It's not just a fantasy.
This world is a real experiment—part RPG, part card game, and entirely insane.
Here, every battle gives you EXP, and every victory rewards you with new cards. It's like a mashup between a video game, a dungeon manhwa, and a high-stakes tabletop campaign all rolled into one. You can level up, evolve, awaken, and summon. It's as if someone took a Z-tier manhwa plot and made it... work.
And yes, there's even an awakening ceremony at the age of 15.
That's when you're supposed to receive your clan, or more specifically, your partner card—the very soul of your deck, linked with your system.
But here's where it gets weirder...
Everything—and I mean everything—in this world is based on game logic.
Your stats, your combat potential, your class, your survival—it all depends on your deck and your level. There are clan-based combat systems, quests, dungeon raids, co-op battles... and of course, PvP.
But there's more to this world than just fighters.
Turns out, there are non-combat clans, too.
Farmers who specialize in land growth and beast taming.
Merchants who manipulate economy-based cards and can literally "buy" victory.
Blacksmiths who forge and enhance your deck's item cards.
Enchanters who specialize in buffs, illusions, and warding.
And Healers, of course—the lifeline of any proper raid party.
So yeah, the god only showed me a few clans in that glowing circle. But in reality? There are dozens. Maybe hundreds.
Some common.
Some extinct.
Some… forbidden.
And here's the final twist:
There is no Justice Clan here.
That's right.
The clan my entire power is based on—the one that summoned that Ghost Rider-looking flaming monster—is not even registered in this world.
Do you know what that means?
It means I have no faction.
No starter support.
No protection from high-level players who roll with Knight clans or Holy guilds.
No backup from Hero squads.
Not until I reach Level 10, when independent clanless players can officially register in the world system.
Until then, I'm just a bug in their system.
A beautiful, dangerous bug.
Well… at least I got a nice body out of the deal.
When I woke up in this world, the first thing I noticed—besides the floating blue system menu—was my reflection in a nearby stream.
Tall. Lean. Graceful.
Eyes a sharp glacial blue, framed by messy, snow-white hair.
Elegant features. A bit cold. A bit smug.
Honestly? I looked like Gojo Satoru.
Okay, maybe not exactly.
I didn't have those famous Six Eyes.
But still—damn, I looked good.
"If I'm going to fight in a card-based RPG world with no allies," I said to myself, "at least I'll look cool doing it."
End of chapter 3