Became an Archmage That Possessors Were Obsessed With

3 – Unexpected Encounter

ㅇㅇ(Administrator) – In commemoration of the grand administrator’s inauguration, event open!

– Congratulations. I saw the administrator function and it seems there’s something called “warp”? It seems like I can throw things to the user I want. If you write your story in the comments, I will select and send the items.

Dimensional item transfer. It’s an unbelievable and incredible function. It goes without saying how amazing it is to be able to bring meaningful items from another world, and there is no need to explain its value. Looking at the hundreds of comments pouring in for the administrator who had a bad reputation, it’s clear.

ㅇㅇ – Administrator, my parents are very ill. An elixir… in other novels, there must be something called a panacea, right? Please send an elixir to my parents, not to where I am… Please, my mother is dying while I’m here.

killer – I’m dying right now. I’m hiding in a cave after being chased, and I don’t know how many more days I can survive. It feels like I’m paying the price for killing so many people. Stuck in this damn space, all I can do is browse the gallery. I can’t even do anything for fear of being detected by any radio signals. If possible, can you help me?

Direct trade killer – I need help. But I want to meet one-on-one in a quiet place.

ㅇㅇ – You f*cking idiot administrator. You expect us to believe this? I, as an administrator, never used such a function.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – They’re just trying to provoke, hahahaha. Seems like this guy is stirring up trouble because there was a riot not long ago.

I was skimming through multiple comments. However, there wasn’t much that caught my eye. Most of these guys seemed to be spewing lies that were far from the truth. I expected there to be plenty of trolls spreading false information since it’s an online space, but one person here is particularly malicious.

killer. Even their nickname screams murder. In the gallery of a doomed novel, you can use a fixed nickname other than “ㅇㅇ,” but this person chose to designate themselves as a killer. The posts they’ve written afterwards are also absurd. They write every day about feeling guilty for killing someone, feeling chased, or seeing hallucinations.

Since they’ve possessed themselves in a novel, it wouldn’t be surprising even if such things actually happened, but judging by the speed at which this person posts, they are definitely not a killer.

When I checked with administrator privileges, killer’s daily post count was 350. The number of comments they wrote approached a whopping 1000. If you try it yourself, you’ll realize that even just writing posts and comments without taking a breath is nearly impossible to achieve.

“Well, if it were me, I could write another 300.”

Furthermore, all of killer’s posts are nothing more than regrets about their past or a list of things they wanted to do on Earth. Typical characteristics of a troll. They target one subject that allows them to write without thinking and spew out random posts. In other words, they’re a concept-chaser.

Think about it. Are you saying some crazy killer spends the whole day leaving comments in the community in units of a thousand?

“Hmm…”

As the stories went on, comments like “I became a king” or “I became a slave” or even “I became a court lady” started to appear. Of course, there were also many comments that were clearly jokes.

ㅇㅇ – I became the mother of the administrator. Come on, you ungrateful brat, come and see me!

Even though that comment received numerous recommendations and mocking replies, I immediately blocked it. Even if I see comments like that now, I feel nothing. It’s just a dull attempt at fan service.

ㅇㅇ – Didn’t I tell you not to block my mother? You’re in trouble now!

But this troll kept taunting me by creating new empty accounts. Eventually, I had to take special measures.

ㅇㅇ (Administrator) – Blocked empty accounts from posting and commenting for 24 hours.

– Posting and commenting for unverified users have been restricted for 24 hours, as per administrator privileges.

Surprisingly, this time the users weren’t unhappy about the suppression. Well, most of the ones causing trouble were unverified users with no record, and the users who confidently revealed themselves were strongly against the empty accounts.

ㅇㅇ – Did the empty-heads go away? hahahaha.

ㅇㅇ – Yeah, if you’re so confident, why not get verified too~

love peace – Can’t we all just get along…? Oppressing the unverified users is not right, you know…

ㅇㅇ – Love Peace, that bastard is at it again, damn it… Please create a block function.

ㅇㅇ – These trolls are annoying. Shouldn’t we verify them right now?

I am a lenient deity… No, I am an administrator. That is why I have allowed even the drifters to become certified users through verification. This opportunity is open to anyone.

ㅇㅇ – Damn it, I haven’t verified for a year, but I ended up doing it anyway.

ㅇㅇ – Huh… If I don’t write on the Maelstrom forum, I become unable to live…

ㅇㅇ – I have been consumed by the administrator. .JPG

In reality, many users who know which novel they have possessed and their own names began to verify. Among the dogs, there were even some noticeable nicknames.

killer – I can’t hold on any longer. I feel like my strength is draining away. There are loud noises near the cave.

killer – I want to go back. I want to go home.

killer – There are over dozens of people outside looking for me. Should I just kill them all and die too?

killer – Why are humans so weak?

killer – It feels like I’m hallucinating. If I die, will my parents be sad?

killer – If I die here, I won’t even have a funeral, right?

killer – It’s been three days since I started starving. There was stagnant water in the cave, so I drank it, but now it’s my limit.

killer – My stomach hurts so much.

As the drifters began to disappear, the regeneration of posts decreased slightly, and among the decreased regeneration, there was one user who stood out. Until just now, killer was an unverified user, but seeing that they are now writing a post, it’s safe to assume that they have become a certified user.

I thought they were just a simple agitator, but it was quite surprising that they immediately verified themselves as soon as they had trouble posting.

[Would you like to check killer’s verification information?]

When I pressed confirm, the user information was displayed briefly.

– Possessed Novel: A Cruel City Where Death’s Blood Falls

– Name used in the novel: Choi Ye Bin

– Real name: Choi Ye Bin

“Oh, f*ck…”

As soon as I saw the information, I let out a sigh.

Not only was the name used in the novel the same as my real name, but when I saw the name of the novel I possessed, I couldn’t help but think that this guy might be a troublemaker.

It was a novel I had seen before.

As the name “The Cruel City Where Blood Falls” suggests, this place is where power struggles and fights between factions occur regularly. It’s a world that forces you to choose between killing or being killed. It’s a truly messed up place where people have no guilt or fear of murder.

There are no reliable colleagues here. All the people around me are nothing but psychos with shattered personalities.

“What the hell is this guy?”

When I found out which novel I had possessed, this guy suddenly seemed impressive. And no wonder. Judging by what this killer guy says, it seemed like he had been possessed for at least a year. It’s amazing enough to have survived for over a year in a novel where assassins wander around with no comrades, armed with nothing but their own bodies.

“If I had been possessed there, would I have lasted three months?”

That place is not a haven for hidden peace or harmony. The story goes that a talentless magician like me, who was possessed, would starve to death just like in a novel where he dreams of being a grand sorcerer. To find some hidden peace, one’s physical abilities are forced to the limit. So if an ordinary person were to enter, they would have no choice but to get beaten up like a dog and die, or become a puppet. In fact, while reading the novel, I begged and begged that if I were to be possessed, please let me avoid that place.

“Hmm…”

I took another look at the posts and comments written by killer. Now that I knew the truth, it looked less like an annoying troublemaker and more like the desperate scream of someone facing death.

Life is so narrow-minded. It’s incredible how a person’s perception can change with just a few dozen characters of verification information. I immediately wrote a post.

ㅇㅇ[Admin] – The winner of the Great Administrator’s 1st Event is… killer!

The post was immediately flooded with insults. Because I thought that this killer guy, who had been considered nothing but a troublemaker in the sub-gal, was just an agitator.

ㅇㅇ – Why the f*ck did you choose such an agitator? Did you feel a sense of camaraderie or something?

ㅇㅇ – I knew it. This guy. killer should have gone for a concept and aggroed as a hunter or something.

ㅇㅇ – f*ck you, asshole. LOL.

ㅇㅇ – This administrator is really terrible.

ㅇㅇ – I also wanted it desperately, why wasn’t I chosen?

ㅇㅇ – Sigh…

ㅇㅇ – I really wanted it.

Next, a post from killer appeared.

killer – Looks like I actually won. Life is full of surprises. I’ve never had anything like luck since I possessed this body.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – You’re really consistent too.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – You have to acknowledge this guy’s concept.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Once the blocking function is available, it’s an immediate block for you.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Everything is blocked right now, but isn’t this guy an exception?

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – It’s even more chilling that he’s doing this with a verified account.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – And the fact that the administrator who knew that and still chose him is even worse.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Seriously, what kind of killer writes hundreds of posts in a day?

ㄴ love peace – Congratulations, killer-nim! But it’s not right to kill people! Luck has come to you, so you should live a good life now!

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – In a way, this guy is also a villain.

The community’s reaction was cold, but it didn’t bother them much. In fact, this kind of event usually elicits such reactions. Take the lottery, for example. Imagine someone around you winning the lottery and being able to write posts on an anonymous community. Wouldn’t people vent their frustrations and curse at the winner, whether they were close relatives or distant relatives? Well, maybe not.

Soon, when they open the event, the atmosphere will calm down, so they put the negative reactions from the small community aside for now. They activated the user-to-user chat function, which only administrators have access to, and connected directly with killer.

Administrator – If there’s something you want, killer, let me know. I’ll warp it to you.

killer – Does it matter what it is?

Administrator – If I have it, then no. I have pretty much everything.

As I reached the realm of the Archmage, I could proudly say that there was nothing I lacked, from hidden pieces to weapons, consumables, and more. I was certain that I had any weapon that could be of help to a guy like Killer, who was in a life-threatening situation.

Administrator: What do you want?

Killer: A family photo.

“Hmm?”

How could I possibly deliver someone else’s family photo that I’ve never even seen before?

Administrator: I can’t send that.

Killer: But earlier you said you could send anything.

Administrator: Well, tell me something like a weapon or food.

Killer: I don’t need anything… It’s not like having a little food or weapons will help me escape. No matter what item you send, I’m going to die soon. I just wanted to see a family photo for the last time. Even though I wasn’t close to my family.

After several exchanges, Killer remained stubborn. He refused to accept anything other than a family photo. The feeling of despair began to envelop the first event. If I ended up not giving him anything, it would damage my reputation as an administrator. It was a situation where I could be seen as a liar.

Administrator: I’ll just send you something random.

Because I couldn’t ruin the first event like this, I went to the warehouse and started rummaging around. As it was a world where magic existed, it didn’t take long to find items suitable for an assassin facing death.

“Maybe one bottle of elixir… No, two bottles should be enough.”

A miraculous potion that could save even a dying person. It had tremendous value, but I could produce it in large quantities. With about two bottles, wouldn’t Killer be able to survive? With that thought in mind, I neatly packaged them in a box.

*Snap!*

And I took a picture of the neatly packed box containing two bottles of elixir and uploaded it to the community.

ㅇㅇ[Administrator]: Delivering two bottles of elixir to the event winner, Killer~

Then, I started reading about the Warp function, one of the administrator’s abilities, in detail.

[Administrator Warp Function]: You can send the items you have to the desired user. The administrator Warp function is only available to verified users.

“How do I use this?”

A very unfriendly and vague explanation.

“Did the translator make a mistake? What does it mean to be able to send items together?”

What does it mean to send something and send it together? And I decided to postpone the question of why the skill is called “Warp”. It was because I had to send the elixir to killer before he died.

“Hmm!”

After all the nonsense, I found out the fact. By focusing mana in my body and thinking of the word “Warp” in my mind, I was able to use the administrator function.

– Would you like to use the Warp function to send the item together?

I nodded my head without much thought. And then.

– The administrator and the designated item will be warped together to the killer user.

“What… What…?”

As I stammered like an idiot, light began to envelop my body in an instant.

The item is warped “together”.

I was able to confirm the meaning of that word with my own eyes.

—

A chilly cave. A pitiful but beautiful girl was gasping for breath, dying. The girl licked the water in the cave and stared blankly into the air. As she waved her hand a few times, something started to be written.

killer – This is really the limit now… I want to stop licking the rotten water in the cave.

Then, leaning her body against the wall and using her hand to stop the bleeding on her wound, the girl sobbed. It’s already been three days. She was bleeding profusely, but she stubbornly tried to stop the bleeding, unable to heal the serious wound, and she couldn’t even eat properly, only drinking water.

The girl chuckled.

Even though she knew there was no hope, she found herself ridiculous for living like an idiot, licking water and struggling to survive.

Surrounded by dozens of assassins. There was no way out, and she was seriously injured. No matter what she did, she couldn’t escape. Her death was only postponed, it was a confirmed fact.

In front of her,

Ah!

A white light suddenly appeared.

“Dammit…”

The girl immediately got up, trembling, and grabbed a knife. Just as she was sweating and preparing to attack.

A man appeared alongside a box and looked around awkwardly, then smiled strangely.

“Nice to meet you, killer-nim…?”