Getting into a cruel world without cheats or superpowers isn’t a quest—it’s a sentence passed on me. The only advantage I have is a gamer’s streak and the sharp instincts of a tryhard, which only sharpened after my rebirth into another world. Here, levels aren’t grinded, and you don’t chase rainbow ponies—blood is spilled for pennies, and people are killed at the first opportunity. To survive, I’ll have to deceive, wriggle out of trouble, and obey, betting on those whom this world has branded as rejects. Survive at any cost, put together a team, find strength inside a weak body to defeat the enemies. Proving to everyone what a real gamer is capable of!