Reincarnated Jester: Taming Players

For a second, there was absolute silence, and no sound was uttered. Overall, players were confused and angry, even.

Then someone dared to voice their opinion, and it started a wave of frustration.

"Who is this guy?"

"Why does he think we will obey him?"

"Wait, did he actually call us his sidekicks?"

Due to this, loud noises were heard. Jung himself didn't find this particular scenario quite pleasing. But he had a solution, and it meant teaching some brats their place.

Swoosh.

He moved like a wind—his movements rough but delightful to watch.

Smacking the loudest players, he birthed another quietness.

Dead bodies pixelated before their eyes.

Another second passed, and Jung was back to his previous place.