Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

The memory of the first day suddenly came to mind.

[An ‘evil spirit’ has possessed the soul of Orm, son of Kadua.]

The chieftain had beheaded the nameless player next to me with his terrifying axe, and that was when my days of survival began.

Of course, I didn’t know back then.

That the whole world was my enemy, and I had to be wary of everyone I met.

[I thought they were NPCs. I wouldn’t have done it if I knew.]

Just like Zencia, who considered everyone as NPCs.

I couldn’t understand their hatred.

But…

Clench.

…I could now accept it.