MMORPG: REBORN MARK ADVENTURE IN ONLINE GAME

Raven exhaled, pushing aside the memories of the goblin massacre. His eyes flicked toward the in-game clock, and his brows furrowed.

14 hours.

They had been inside Mortal Online for 14 straight hours without taking a single break.

His body still felt fine—thanks to the game's advanced immersion system—but reality was different. Their actual bodies were sitting motionless in their VR capsules, their minds fully engaged in the digital world.

"Damn. Time flies."

Even with the artificial sensations making them feel energized, Raven knew the risks. Extended play sessions could cause fatigue, dehydration, and sluggish reflexes once they logged out. The last thing he needed was to collapse from exhaustion just because he was too engrossed in the game.

He stretched his arms, feeling a phantom stiffness in his shoulders. The game perfectly simulated movement, but the real body still suffered from staying in one position for too long.

"We're logging out," Raven announced, his voice cutting through the group's idle chatter.

Daniel groaned dramatically. "Already? We just finished the dungeon!"

Liz arched a brow. "Just finished? We fought a massive golem, broke its runes, and nearly got wiped out. Then we looted a golden chest, found forbidden poison plants, and barely got out without triggering any traps." She crossed her arms. "That's more than enough for one session."

Ana stifled a yawn, rubbing her eyes. "And let's not forget that someone almost died because of a kiss bet."

Daniel immediately scowled. "That never happened."

Mist Low grinned, tossing an arm around Daniel's shoulder. "Oh, it definitely happened. If Raven wasn't holding you back, you would've ripped me apart for making that bet."

Daniel clicked his tongue, shoving Mist Low's arm off. "You cheated."

Liz and Ana burst into laughter.

Raven sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Enough. Log out. We'll meet again after resting."

One by one, the group accessed their System Menu. The option to Log Out appeared as a glowing interface in front of them.

Liz was the first to leave. With a small wave, her body dissolved into a cascade of pixels, vanishing from the game world.

Ana followed right after, stretching lazily before selecting the option. "Don't oversleep," she teased before disappearing.

Daniel was still muttering complaints as he logged out, his form blinking out of existence.

Mist Low lingered for a moment, smirking at Raven. "Don't dream about me, Guild Leader." Then, with a lazy salute, he vanished.

Finally, Raven stood alone in the quiet inn room. He took a deep breath, looking around one last time.

Everything had gone too well today. A golden chest. A teleportation gem. Forbidden knowledge. It almost felt unnatural that they had gotten this much without any setbacks.

"What's waiting for us next?"

With that final thought, he selected Log Out.

The world around him blurred into a cascade of light, and his consciousness disconnected.

Raven didn't remove his virtual helmet right away. Instead, he leaned back and pulled up the official Mortal Online forums from within the game's interface.

Curiosity burned in his mind.

Their run through the Poison Cave had been rough, but they had cleared it. Now, he wanted to see how other players were faring in other dungeons.

As the forums loaded, his eyes immediately locked onto the trending topics.

[Serpent Cave Dungeon – Raid Attempts: 0/15 Success?]

The thread already had thousands of comments, with the most powerful guilds in the game struggling. Raven clicked on it.

Shadow Reapers' Struggle

> [Player: ShadowWarrior] – "We went in with 40 members from Shadow Reapers and STILL wiped before even seeing the boss's second phase! This dungeon is BROKEN!"

> [Player: Frostbite] – "The poison debuff stacks too fast! Healers can't keep up! Who designed this nightmare!?"

> [Player: ArcaneBlade] – "Confirmed: No one has cleared it yet. Even first-rate guilds are struggling."

Raven's smirk deepened. A Level 3 dungeon and not a single clear?

But the next few posts caught his attention.

Dark Solution's Humiliating Defeat

> [Player: BloodFang] – "Dark Solution tried to brute-force it with 50 players. HAHAHA! They didn't even make it past the first miniboss!"

> [Player: SilentBlade] – "They lost THREE runs in a row. That's 150 deaths total. Their reputation is dropping fast."

> [Player: NightHawk] – "Not just that, they lost a FORTUNE in virtual credits! The repair costs alone are insane!"

Dark Solution, the very guild that had betrayed him in his past life, was making a fool of themselves.

It was satisfying.

But there was more.

Rainbow Solutions' Costly Failure

> [Player: GoldenLight] – "Even Rainbow Solutions failed? No way! They brought elite raiders and still couldn't clear it?"

> [Player: SilentGale] – "Yeah. Their team wiped TWICE, and their total loss is estimated in the hundreds of thousands of credits."

> [Player: ArcaneStorm] – "Even Cute Mist led a team personally, and out of 100 players, only two survived."

Raven's eyes narrowed.

He knew about that raid. Cute Mist, the branch leader of Rainbow Solutions, was a terrifyingly skilled player. If she had led a 100-player raid and only two survived—that meant the Serpent Cave Dungeon was not just hard.

It was a graveyard.

And yet, here he was, having cleared Poison Cave without the world even knowing about it.

He leaned back, thoughtful.

"The real race hasn't even started yet."

Raven's eyes narrowed as he read the latest forum drama.

[Who is Frost Eye? The Alchemist Who Outsmarted High-Rate Guilds!]

He smirked. So, they finally noticed.

Frost Eye was one of his secret identities—one he had used to quietly sell high-quality alchemy potions at an inflated price. The high-rate guilds, desperate for anything to help them clear Serpent Cave Dungeon, had eagerly bought them up.

But now, the truth was out.

[Player: ShadowHawk] – "Frost Eye sold limited-edition alchemy potions before disappearing. NO ONE can track him, NO ONE knows who he is, but now every high-rate guild wants to find him."

> [Player: ArcaneFist] – "Dark Solution, Rainbow Solutions, even Blood Oath Guild is looking for him. They need those potions!"

> [Player: IronClad] – "Whoever he is, he made a fortune. But here's the REAL question—which guild is he with?"

That was the funny part—he wasn't with any guild.

Raven scrolled further and saw something even more interesting.

[Rainbow Solutions' Cute Mist Makes an Offer]

[Player: WarlockKnight] – "Rainbow Solutions' raid leader, Cute Mist, publicly announced that they're offering a high-tier contract to recruit Frost Eye. She's willing to PAY HIM IN CREDITS to join them!"

> [Player: SilverHand] – "Damn, she even said, 'If you're reading this, Frost Eye, come find me in Viles Town. Let's make a deal.'"

Raven chuckled.

So, Cute Mist wanted to recruit him? That was unexpected.

She was one of the strongest raid leaders in the game, backed by Rainbow Corporations. The fact that she was personally searching for him meant one thing—his potions had worked better than expected, and the high-rate guilds needed more.

But Raven wasn't interested in joining any guild—he was planning to build his own.

He leaned back, fingers tapping on his desk.

Should he meet her? Or let them chase a ghost?

Raven smirked. Let her wait.

Right now, he had the upper hand. The moment he crafted Poison Resistance Potions, he wouldn't just be a target—he'd be a necessity.

If Cute Mist wanted to recruit him, she'd have to negotiate on equal terms.

Raven leaned back, staring at the forum post. The guilds were desperate. High-rate guilds like Dark Solution and Rainbow Solutions had lost countless credits trying to clear Serpent Cave Dungeon, and none had succeeded.

They needed him.

Not just for alchemy potions, but for survival.

He cracked his knuckles. It was only a matter of time before they'd offer more than just credits.

For now, he'd focus on crafting the Poison Resistance Potion. Once he had it…

They wouldn't be making offers. They'd be begging.