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War Online

Williard is an early side character who became a stepping stone for the world's protagonist, Bran. This average gamer real-life hidden identity is a runaway young master of the Scarlet Vultures, a powerful mafia group. One day, he gets killed by the rival gang after getting found out and woke up in the past at the time when his life changed by two events, the death of his father and the release of the world's biggest VRMMO game, War Online. "Ugh, this skill book cost 3000 gold? I only have 500 left. Boys, go and rob the players" "Oh! You are the young master of Paves Group? Boys, go and kidnap this trash and his father and lock them up" "Oh! You want to challenge me 1v1? No thanks. Boys, just round him up and kill him for me" "Did that guy used his large guild to bully you? Don't worry. Just pay us the amount in gold or real cash. We will take care of him and his so-called guild leader" Follow Williard Ravens as he becomes the "Mafia Boss" in War Online using his Mafia brothers. ------------------------------------------ Note: please do read author's review before reading the novel. ----------------------------------------- Author's other current books: My Soul card is a Reaper, Prince of Kpop, Weapon Seller in the world of magic Notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga

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A surprise visit...

"D... Dad?"

Wil got the shock of his life as he found his dad, the Mafia Lord Philip was standing in front of him at such an unusual time.

"A sudden visit at this hour? You haven't even informed me beforehand…" Then, he glared at Aster, "you… at least, you should have sent me a text if you knew about it." 

Philip smiled, "c'mon, don't blame this poor fellow. He was just following my orders. By the way, will you ask all questions here or shall we talk inside?"

"Ah, I'm sorry. Come in…"

As both of them entered his apartment, Philip said as he sat, "I'm just here to spend my vacation with my son."

"Eh?"

That night, Wil was rolling on his bed as he wasn't getting sleep. He mumbled as he sat on his bed while grabbing his hair in frustration, "Damn, why is this old man here? And that too, for a week? Is the venue of his death going to be changed? Don't tell me I'm fated to die along with dad?