(Global Calendar Year 2087)Do you know what it feels like to be poor?“No, we have nothing.” … “Get lost, beggar.” … “Mama! Mama! What is that brother—.” “No, little one. Don’t call him brother. Shhh. Let’s go.”To walk a commercial street in shabby clothes and be treated like a pauper in a world ruled by selfish capitalists? … “Hey, handsome. Do you want money? Something to eat?” … Or to be easy prey for the predatory scammers and thieves, those beasts wearing the masks of common people, always hunting for one more piece of merchandise?“You are late.” “No, I’m not, boss. See? The watch says I’m on time.” “Tsk. Keep that dumb old watch and get to work.” “Yes~.”Do you know what it is like to work day and night at a construction site for minimum wages that can barely sustain one other life besides your own?“Another day of shit work, another day of earning a living.”To live surrounded by high-rising skyscrapers, under corrupt bosses who employ legal tricks to grow richer

“What is he doing here…?”“Damn you, boy! Stop, you eel-like bastard!” The bald bodyguard was still trying to catch me, but my eyes were locked on the Governor.“Shouldn’t you be giving a speech in the western end of the city?” I had read about his speech on city development just this morning during my break. Did he cancel it?“Why does a beggar like you care about that, damn!”‘What’s the matter with this bald bastard?’ He was wide and full of openings. Dodging his huge hands was easier than avoiding the wild animals that sometimes invaded the construction sites on the outskirts of the city. I had experience dealing with a leopard and a fucking wolf. There was no way this bear-like, unprofessional bastard was getting his hands on me.“Well, anyway, I don’t care about that. Mister Governor, please take this and return it. Your daughter threw it away in the trash, which is an unforgivable insult to this gear. Please do not disrespect something so precious any further.”Link gears we

“As expected of the best tech company in the world…”Virtual Accounts were like the personal homes of someone possessing a virtual ID. The tech companies that register your Link Gear usually provide these accounts. The look, the size, and the functions accessible through your ID, everything varies and depends on the quality of the main virtual account one has.‘And having one of the best ones, even though it’s in its most initial stage, is nothing less than an advantage over a great number of the common population.’Mobile Link Gears, like the one I was wearing, were devices one could only use to a certain extent, achieving a specific rate of [Synchronization] with the Otherworlds, and having certain limitations. But that only applied to the common Link Gears.‘A premium one from Hyperlink XII, made with cutting-edge, new-generation technology, was in no way inferior to some of the better VR-capsules.’Just like this Virtual Account of mine, my experience with the entirety of this vir

“Alright, I’ve figured out a few basic things now.”It took me a while to find these Ghost and Fay species, but after an hour-long search, my eyes finally caught some disturbances in the tall grass area. ‘It was only a miracle that something so far away caught my eye. I would have never grasped what was happening in this place without that luck.’ So, it was all thanks to my eyesight that I was able to find what these original inhabitant Fay creatures and the invading Block creatures were.‘And things have become a little complicated thanks to this new information.’There are a bunch of things in the world of Nexus that practically do not make any sense, and this situation was one of them…Triade colorwings, a name that sounds attractive and induces a kind of wonder, making us think of some kind of beautiful creature with colorful wings— it was the worst name the system could have given to these creatures.‘They look utterly disgusting.’They are a repulsive sight, with their greasy,

It was the dark of the night, with the crescent blue moon hanging above us, glistening with its everlasting serenity. The vast town before me was overflowing with the Blockheads, creatures of various shades of gray. The Eater, their Master, as I could see, was the darkest being present in this city, sitting in its tent in the center of the town.‘They are a Ghost species, so perhaps they don’t need fire or light to see well in the darkness.’The moonlight of the crescent blue in the sky was bright enough that even I could see everything within the vast physical border of this city well… not that there was anything special to see here.‘I’m pretty sure those creature enthusiasts of the game, who go around documenting and researching all kinds of new beasts in the world, would love to watch the mundane life of these lazy ghosts.’They were just a little bigger than my palm, so even though they numbered in the thousands, their sole city in this vast plain was no more than a few hundred