Beep-.Ding. Plop!WELCOME TO LA VIDA :)~Year 15, Day 115~QuestsJournalAdded ModesDing.[Quests]Main QuestTutorial (Completed)CHAPTER 1☞ Outsider of the City (In Progress)Ding.[Journal]Day 1Day 3Day 8Day 10Day 12Day 18...[Would you like to view the journal?]YesDing.Pop![Day 1]Damn. Damn. Damn!I can’t remember how I ended up inside this game. I have no clue who I was before—or how I got possessed by this body. The only thing I immediately recognized was that this land under my feet was from that horror game I used to play.The moment I cleared my head, every creature passing by had two heads and walked on four legs. Bodies like hyenas, but with two humanlike heads jutting out—grotesque abominations.La Vida Blue’s Grade 4 Anomaly, the Double-Headed Broker.“Graaah! Gwoong!”It let out a horrific shriek that no human could make and bolted away. I was so startled my legs gave out and my vision swam.Is this a dream? Am I dreaming of running into a game monster while I sleep? But everything felt too real—sight, touch… La Vida Blue was a PC game, after all. All you’d normally feel were the glare of the monitor, the click of the mouse and keyboard, the hard plastic under your fingers.So where did this ankle-sinking desert sand and the blistering sun come from…?I scrambled for cover and hunkered down, gulping air until I could sit, shaking. Each shift of my weight sent the sand crunching beneath me so loudly I felt like crying. Desperate to survive, I clamped my wrist over my mouth to muffle any sound, trembling as I lowered my gaze.A shifting black shadow flickered in my vision.“Gruuu…”Jesus. I was so stunned I jumped, retreating—and that damned shadow followed me in a slow, menacing trail. I couldn’t bear the fear and collapsed backward with a buzzing thud, body rigid as my tail thrashed like a mad thing.Then, as I winced, a thought struck me:Buzz? Tail?“Grrr…”What the hell…?I lifted a hand to my face. Where a smooth, callus-free human hand should have been, there was only a long, misty black limb ending in a hand-like wisp. Even half my brain would know it wasn’t human. Heart pounding, I scanned the rest of my body—every limb and joint shrouded in the same inky mist.Christ. Lucky or unlucky, I still retained a vaguely human shape. Eight fingers, eight toes, two arms, two legs—and I could still walk upright. Only problem was my skin wasn’t skin; and from my tailbone sprouted a long, spear-tipped tail that whipped behind me.What… is this?Why am I like this?—Chapter 1The Drifter of Dystopia CityHuman life changes surprisingly little. Even after Earth’s resources ran dry and the air grew toxic, we lived under domes in Comfort Zones, yet every day people still punched in for work, labored, clocked out, knocked back a beer, and watched TV.The main ingredients shifted, but there was still a tteokbokki stand in front of the academy, and the Beast-Head Soup House on Bar Street thrived. Though machines obliterated most high-skill jobs, 3D trades somehow persisted.On construction sites, workers in light safety gear piled building materials onto hover carriers. Down in the slums, outlawed drugs were mixed, shaken, dried, and repackaged by the poorest folk—no proper gas masks in sight. Economics dictated it: machines could do the work safer, faster, and cleaner—but humans were dirt cheap.So the slum dwellers of the Comfort Zone clung to whatever manual labor they could find, sacrificing forty percent of their wages to food just to rent a room and scrape by. Tough as it was, it was still a living. Fall afoul of the law once, though, and your whole family plunged into ruin—because the only work left was outside the dome.Welcome!Location ▶ Goryeo CityToday’s Weather: Clear / DryHumans didn’t seal themselves under domes just because of air pollution. After the mysterious energy source Lambda Crystal Blue—shortened to Blue—was discovered, Homo sapiens’ lives transformed overnight. Crystal Blue made countless once-fantastical technologies real, propelling humanity forward. Everyone dreamed of an incredible future—until the anomalies appeared.⚠️ WARNING!A Grade 2 Anomaly “Jaeger” has been spotted within 100 km of Goryeo City.If you encounter an anomaly, send an emergency beacon per protocol.When humanity became utterly dependent on this potent energy, monsters began spawning from the Crystal Blue fields. The Anomaly horde multiplied endlessly, and we could only push back so far before we withdrew entirely.We built domed cities on lands where crystals wouldn’t grow—ironically powered by Crystal Blue energy itself. The levitating trains, the artificial suns, the citywide electricity—they all ran on it. Yet to mine more energy, someone had to venture out, risking the anomalies to extract and transport the crystals.Thankfully, our tech excelled at mining and transport. But like before, it was cheaper to use humans than machines. The bottom of society—each with their own story—took on the job.They paid triple the average daily wage, plus bonuses for output. Many slum dwellers dove headfirst outside the dome, chasing lump sums: mine the crystals, haul them back, and stay alive.Jin Muhae was a veteran mercenary escorting one such 3D labor team. Two days ago, his company tasked him with combing an external zone where all signals had gone dark. No corporation cared if the workers lived or died—they just wanted to know the state of the Crystal Blue there. If he could scavenge undisturbed energy packs along the way, even better pay.He boarded his airship and headed 2,000 km from Goryeo City to Kan Rano—the most dangerous zone, where crystal growth was fastest. After half a day of scouting, he found traces of humans.“Blood splatter.”Evidence of the survey team lay scattered—not where the company’s coordinates indicated. Upturned earth, snapped tree trunks, dried blood—it pointed to a major catastrophe.CME Exploration ReportKan RanoSuspected Anomaly IncidentBodies Found [5/7]Based on site evidence, suspected Grade 1 Anomaly “Bill Reim”Jin Muhae expertly recorded the details while staying concealed. Then his scanner beeped—Beep-beep-beep!From a distance, it detected a human silhouette breathing and radiating heat in the center of the clearing. A survivor. He drew his weapon and advanced slowly, eyes locked ahead.As the scanner indicated, there stood a man—around 20 /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ years old—staring blankly at the sky. Feeling Muhae’s presence, the young man turned and looked him in the eye. His face was impossibly clean, impossibly fair, like someone who’d never known pain. His irises glowed red like rubies, and the whites of his eyes were spotless, vein-free. Torn clothing revealed skin without a single scratch—an eerily chilling sight.Muhae took another step forward. The boy offered an awkward, innocent smile.“Human.”The young man murmured it as if seeing another human for the first time in ten years.

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