So Many Bugs

[Name: ???

Age: ???

Race: Godling

Level: 1

STR: 6

DEF: 5

INT: 12

AGI: 9

DEX: 10

STA: 7

LUCK: 0 [MAX]

Aptitude: [ERROR]

Skill/s: Quick Deduction [High], Absorption [Low]

Nature: Indecisive/ Lazy/ Adaptive

Title: Creation's Father, The First God]

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"Ah..." Due to the ridiculous thing that he had just read, a dumbfounded sound couldn't help but escape Haneul's lips.

Really. He should have known something like this would happen from the start but...

'Something like this isn't funny at all.'

Nevermind the question marks on his name and age, the luck stat which kept glitching between zero and max bothered him a lot.

'Which is it?! Zero or Maximum?! Choose one already! Also, those strange titles are really suspicious! Heck! Even the aptitude says error!'

It's a bug. Totally a bug. The programmer sucks.

In any case, that title, [Creation's Father] was really clawing at Haneul's mind.

Father? Nevermind a son, for the entirety of his life, he never even had a single girlfriend!

Wait. If you took it at face value, the fact that he was the author and the creator of this current universe, wouldn't that technically make him the father of everything here?

Haneul's face darkened.

So, inferring from that, then, Creation must be...

From the corner of his eye, he peered at a certain statue.

Ah... It can only be that guy.

The God of Creation.

If that was true, then his race being a Godling would make sense too.

'... Unexpectedly, I was able to become an important figure this late in life. Atleast my tombstone would have something interesting written on it.'

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Resigning himself to his fate, Haneul decided to...

Take a nap.

...

Meanwhile, at the center of the space, the pixie was just finishing up its introduction of the current situation to the newly arrived players.

[Please do take note, though this dungeon, the Dhormellos King's Maze, is one of the lowest grade dungeons, one must not underestimate it and end up being careless. We are not responsible for any deaths that may occur here after all. But don't worry! The minimal passing criteria is to escape to the surface alive.]

As the pixie finished her explanation, with puffed up chest, expecting enthusiasm from the listeners but, instead, she was greeted with scornful sneers and suspicious looks.

"Haa?! Death? I wasn't told anything about this!" A woman wearing eye-catching clothing which screamed of high end brands and a whole lot of expensive, glared at the pixie.

Temporarily putting aside the fantasy-esque situation which she could barely understand, the way the pixie spoke as if everyone in the space aside from it were lower lifeforms pissed her off. That, coupled with her suppressed confusion and irritation from the incomplete and messy delivery of information made her want to impulsively lash out.

"That's right! Aside from what you said, all the information we have is that we're in another world and some sort of faction will pick us up after this trial!"

"Hey, aren't you supposed to be some guide?! Do your job right!"

Seemingly affected by the woman's words, more people began to shout out their complaints, soon, even the other races joined in.

In the noise and confusion, the pixie began to panic, not knowing what to do as it stuttered.

[Th-that! As I said, we're not-]

"I demand to be sent back home! I refuse to take part of this nonsense!"

With numbers, came bravery. Taking advantage of the confusion, someone threw a piece of rubble towards the pixie.

Though the pixie managed to dodge quickly, the fact that someone dared to attack her made her visibly redden from rage.

If not for the fact that she couldn't personally attack any of the players taking part in the trials, she would've placed a hex on the entire crowd already. In the end, while barely managing to endure, she clenched her tiny fists and growled.

[Fine! Do whatever you want! I won't be held responsible for whatever happens here anyways!]

Leaving those words, she quickly disappeared with a puff of smoke.

Left with the same irritation and confusion they started with, the crowd was left without anything to throw their pent up emotions in.

"What a mess." Shaking his head in a relaxed manner, a foxlike boy watched the entire thing unfold as if it were nothing but free entertainment.

"It was obvious that something like this would end up happening." Suddenly, from the space beside him, a listless voice drifted off.

"Everything that can go wrong will eventually go wrong. And, with many people together, more things can end up going awry. That's why, it's best to have the least number of people together." Haneul rubbed the bridge of his nose, finding all the noise irritating. "So when something does end up going wrong, atleast I know exactly who to blame."

"Ora... Weren't you sleeping, jiaro?" The strange boy tilted his head as he turned towards Haneul.

"Sleeping isn't exactly possible with this noise." Haneul replied offhandedly.

"Ah, that is so." The boy nodded in understanding.

Haneul sighed inwardly, contemplating for a few moments. Then, for the first time since he entered the space, he slowly got up, dusting his now dried up clothes off as he did so. "Then, I'll be heading off."

"Oh? Where to?" Lightly asking, the strange boy began to follow him as if it were natural.

"To the surface." Haneul answered subconsciously. "The guide didn't mention it but, this trial actually has a time limit. Ah, the service here is really bad."

"Mm. It really is, jiaro." The boy agreed with a mysterious smile as they silently passed the still chaotic crowd. "But since we're the first batch, it's only natural for something like this to happen, is it not?"

"The first, huh." Suddenly, Haneul's body felt incredibly cold; as if he had been plunged into a tub filled with ice.

'Ah? What is this? Why was I answering his questions like it was natural?'

Behind him, the strange boy smiled mysteriously, feeling as though he had encountered something that piqued his interest.

"You sure know quite a lot, jiaro." The boy mused.

This guy is dangerous.

Haneul gave the boy a suspicious side-glance. "Let's set that aside for now... Anyways, why are you following me?"

"Ah." The boy halted and tilted his head in confusion, feigning innocence. "Pardon me. I just somehow felt that it was safer to stick with you than with everyone else combined."

"..."

"..."

Locked in a stalemate, two equally suspicious people began to face each other; one with caution, and the other with amusement.

"Hey! You two over there! You seem like fun fellows! Let me join in, will ya!"