Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 4

Bubbling.

As the sound of boiling water was heard, I took a ramen noodle pack and broke it in half before putting it in the pot.

“…”

Looking around the house, I became hungry, and rummaging through the shelves and kitchen, I found surprisingly many food ingredients.

I wondered if the original ‘me’ was someone who knew how to cook.

But given that all I could actually make was ramen, I was currently boiling it.

— Han Serin.

And as time gradually passed, a sense of fear arose within me.

Was I perhaps inside the body of a woman who was originally living well, or was this just what I had become upon returning?

There was no way to know what was what.

—You can go back now.

—You’ve suffered during this time. You don’t have to endure any more pain.

God.

Transcendent being.

Or something comparable to that.

The words that echoed through my hazy consciousness emerged strangely clearly. However, I couldn’t even confirm what that being who sent me back was. I couldn’t even see its face.

It was completely arbitrary when it sent me into the game world, and it was equally arbitrary when it sent me back…

And although I returned, it was not actually my original body, and the space was even unfamiliar.

I had no choice but to recognize each of these points while looking around this incomprehensible house.

This world, which definitely looked modern, was slightly different in some ways.

The more I checked the information using a computer, the more confusion I felt about myself.

From the current president to the technological level, and even the famous celebrities, all the history of the past was different from what I knew.

Some brands I remembered did exist, and some familiar items were present, but…

I picked up the elegantly designed silver smartphone placed on the dining table.

Ding.

—July 13, 2031.

“Huh…”

As I checked the date, a sigh escaped me unintentionally.

Considering the year in which I entered the game world was clearly 2021, it felt too strange.

Did I perhaps spend ten years in the game world? Such questions and various thoughts crossed my mind.

But I quickly wiped those thoughts from my head.

Even if I thought about it, it was a dilemma that I could not find the answer to.

I checked various apps installed on the smartphone.

There were surprisingly many gaming apps among them.

Feeling a bizarre sense of déjà vu that resembled my original self, I pressed the phone icon.

Even checking the recent call history revealed nothing but meaningless numbers.

Strangely enough, none of those numbers were properly saved with names.

Among them, the only two that stood out were:

—Lawyer Park.

—Han Seoyoon.

That was it.

The rest were all recorded as numbers, giving the impression that those two were the only ones with whom I had a conversation.

Ding ding ding ding.

Then suddenly, an idea struck me, and I entered one phone number.

—$%#@$.

I pressed the number with a sense of uncertainty, and the call tone connected with an unfamiliar ringing sound.

“…”

In an instant, my heart raced wildly.

The number I had just dialed was once my phone number.

What if…

If I were to face myself like this?

What should I do then?

Click.

Soon, the ringing stopped, and the call was connected.

I hesitantly spoke up.

“…Hello?”

“Yes. This is Choi Si-hyun.”

The voice and name of an incredibly unfamiliar man.

I was momentarily at a loss for words.

“Hello? Who is this?”

When I fell silent, the person on the other end expressed his curiosity and spoke up, but I continued to tremble with my hand.

“I… I think I dialed the wrong number. I’m sorry.”

I hurriedly said that and quickly hung up the call.

The hand holding the smartphone continued to tremble.

The unfamiliar voice I had just heard, along with that name, was definitely not me.

Right, it certainly wasn’t me.

That much I could be sure of.

In this world, there was no existence of ‘me’.

If I had been right, I wouldn’t have entertained the thought of changing my number at all.

No, from the moment this world differed from the original world I knew—in history, characters, items, brands, and even the flow of time—I was already aware that this world was ‘another world’.

Perhaps in an effort to deny that fact, I had dialed that number just now.

‘What if… I had answered?’

As that thought sprang to mind, I unconsciously sighed with relief.

I felt an overwhelming sense of relief knowing that the person on the other end of the call was not me.

If that caller had been me…

How would I have accepted that?

Sizzle!

Clatter!

The pot was slightly shaking.

Turning off the heat, I wrapped my hand with a wet cloth and lifted the pot.

I took my seat at the dining table, and while blankly eating the ramen, I unexpectedly coughed.

“Cough!”

Coughing made me realize.

The original me could hardly eat spicy food.

And that this current woman’s body was the same.

***

Time passed faster than I thought.

When I opened my eyes, it was the next day, and after checking a few things, it was already the day after that.

It felt as if the days spent wandering the world or killing monsters in pleasure had been a dream.

I was gradually melting into this world more quickly than I had expected.

Stuck in a house with luxurious interior, I merely blankly got up, operated the PC, and learned more information about the world.

The main piece of information I had gathered about myself was:

Han Serin. 25 years old. Unemployed.

According to what I found out, it seemed that I had once had a job, but after experiencing some accident recently, the current ‘me’ had quit and was resting.

And the accident was the truth that I had lost my parents in a recent traffic accident that I had no memory of.

A few months had passed since the funeral.

It seemed that the original Han Serin had completely retreated, living a reclusive life after being shocked by that incident, no longer going out much.

I could tell that she didn’t go out much from the visit records in one of the apps installed on her smartphone.

It was an app called Integrated Control System that also served as a security system.

Aside from that, I found out that there was a younger sister attending university far away.

The name of the younger sister, ‘Han Seoyoon’, was known from the records of the most famous SNS app in this world, ‘Batok’.

[Seoyoon: I want to see my sister’s face. I’ve been struggling lately.]

[Seoyoon: Why is your response so slow?]

[Seoyoon: Are you really okay…? I’m a little scared.]

Now, several days had passed since those chat notifications rang multiple times a day, and I was still considering how to respond.

Even though she was my sister, I didn’t feel like a sister at all, so she essentially felt no different than a stranger.

She worried about me and sent messages as if she cared a lot.

Now, I was responding with appropriate replies while reviewing previous conversations, but the mood felt strange.

“Honestly… I should be grateful that I’m not worrying about money.”

When I checked my bank accounts, I was surprised by the amount I found.

—Shin Ki Regular Account (Savings)

2,734,322,045 won.

At first, I thought it might be some life insurance money from my parents who passed away a few months ago, but when I checked the other accounts, it was clear that the insurance payout had gone into a separate account.

So what on earth was this amount, which was nearly 2.7 billion won?

Thinking it over, I suddenly had a strange sense of familiarity with those numbers.

And then I hit upon an idea.

The money I had accumulated in the game world.

—2.7 billion silver coins.

It was certainly the byproduct I had accumulated after defeating about 4,000 Desert Drakes, which I had briefly checked while organizing my inventory.

I had felt that everything I had achieved was taken away when I was sent to this world.

Was there even minimal conscience regarding that money? It seemed absurd.

If that was the case, they could have left some of the equipment too.

‘…But what would those things mean in this world anyway?’

I felt a sigh coming on again and moved my body.

While fiddling with the PC and browsing various websites, my gaze suddenly fell on a rounded, globular object situated in one corner of the room.

It had enough space inside for a person to enter, and it looked quite sleek from the outside.

Futuristic technology.

An electronic device containing technology I had yet to experience.

A gadget that implements virtual reality.

Basically, it was a kind of ‘game console’.

Its official name was ‘Another World’.

“Game…”

I certainly liked games, but after dropping into this world, I had almost no desire to play games.

In a past life, there had indeed been times when I was thoroughly engrossed in games, but…

After experiencing the vividly intense experiences I had gone through in the game world, where I moved my body, trained, and learned techniques, growing the real ‘me’ rather than a game character, brought me satisfaction.

The tactile sensations while slaying monsters.

The resistance I felt as the Crescent Moon Blade penetrated a monster’s hide.

The unique red aura that enveloped my body and the Crescent Moon Blade.

I still vividly recalled all of those moments.

Playing games with a mouse and keyboard didn’t hold any appeal to me.

However, I was intrigued by that virtual reality gaming device ‘Another World’ existing in this era.

A few days had passed since I had fallen into this world.

I had gained a little more composure to steady my heart, allowing me to face reality.

That interest eventually led to action.

—Vroom.

Soon, the sound of the massive black spherical game console powering on echoed throughout the room.