Chapter 4
[Tower-Climbing Support Gallery]
[Title] : The Trait of a Female Streamer Who Just Awakened Today lol
[Content] :
(A screenshot of Lee Do-hee's Status Window.gif)
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[Comments] :
- How is someone's Trait an onahole? lol
- Whoa lolololol
- What's with the mana pool?
└What else would it be? A baby's food tank lol
└It has to be that big so the baby doesn't starve to death
- Is this for real? Isn't this photoshopped? lol
- Fuck, what a waste of talent to die on Floor 1 lol
- But isn't that actually insanely good?
└The negative Agility is a little concerning, but I've never seen a Trait with percentage bonuses that absurd
└Statistically, it's good, but it must be pretty fucking embarrassing lol
└For real, I'd have gone to the Han River lol
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This isn't the only place.
Ever since she started streaming, the anonymous users who had been watching her from the beginning had been running around all kinds of online communities, enthusiastically spreading the word that she was an onahole(?).
- Isn't she going to get sued for that?
└They're calling an onahole an onahole. What's the problem?
└Fact) That's all there is to it
As she was mentioned everywhere from gaming communities to livestreaming communities, the number of searches for her exploded in an instant.
Some people were worried, but since her Trait really was an onahole, an absurd situation unfolded in which it was difficult to criticize them without making it laughable.
So the people who had been rebroadcasting her from various places, along with those who had seen their posts, all came rushing back to Lee Do-hee's stream...
"I-I don't look too bad in these clothes, do I?"
- That voice crack lololol
- You can feel how flustered she is from her expression
- LOLLLLLLLLL
- Oh-na-hole bitch
- Hi, onahole
- Is it true that the streamer here is an onahole?
- Fact) That's all there is to it
- LOLLLLLLLLL
- lol
- Hello, Ms. Onahole
- The guy who said to share it really came through
- How is the Trait name... lol
- I'm currently pounding the onahole at home lol
- Is this Ms. Onahole's stream?
The chat window she had barely managed to subdue was once again overwhelmed by people who had been lured in by the community trolls.
“Q-quiet down!!”
- LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
- LOLLLLLL
- Your mask came off fast, you spiteful bitch
- Hi, onahole
- I'm jerking off with the onahole already
“No, this is a g-good thing. Anyone can see it's a broken Trait!”
‘Fuck, why did I get a Trait like this...’
The chaotic chat showed no sign of being brought under control.
Something was strange. Had she failed to configure the moderator settings properly? Or did they simply not consider this serious sexual harassment?
It was true that she had written in the moderator settings that anyone committing serious sexual harassment or using profanity should be kicked out.
However, she had been so out of it at the time that she had moved on without pressing the button to apply the settings.
Of course, slow mode had been activated, and the viewers who watched her type it in real time had assumed it had taken effect, like Master Wonhyo mistaking water from a skull for clean water, so they had chatted cleanly for a brief while.
“Haa… Wait. I'll prove it.”
She couldn't let these malicious anonymous users keep pushing her around.
Her body felt incredibly sluggish, perhaps because of the -50% Agility effect, but she decided to trust her Defense and her own experience.
And judging by the numbers alone, it really was an excellent Trait.
Although it wasn't as good as the Trait from her previous life, wasn't this close to a jackpot?
- What, you're going?
- You didn't set the moderator settings properly ;;
- Hey, show us your breasts before you die
“Ugh..... Shut up and watch. I'm going to clear Floor 1!"
Rather than be sexually harassed by these malicious anonymous users, she would clear Floor 1 and get out of here as quickly as possible.
- Wow... that ass is pretty solid too, huh? lol
- For real lol
- I said show us your breasts before you go, fuck
- I wanna pound her from behind so badly
- Looks like this bitch said she was setting the moderator options but forgot to hit confirm at the end lol
- Fuck, no wonder nobody was getting kicked lol
- What a dumbass bitch lol
- I seriously want to pound her from behind so badly, fuck
- Ah, fuck, I came inside the onahole
- You guys are insane lol
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[Tower-Climbing Support Gallery]
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[Title] : But what the hell appears on Floor 1 for so many people to die?
[Content] : I heard the survival rate is almost exactly half. Is that for real? What the hell appears there?
[Comments] :
- It's nothing special. Just dodge the things flying at you.
└ [OP] : If that's all there is to it, why do so many people die?
└ You die if you get hit by the flying things, dumbass ;;
- There are tons of videos of Floor 1. Look some up.
- The fact is that even thirty percent of the people from famous guilds and academies die.
└ Yeah, according to the statistics, it's actually much higher because of women and civilians. If you've trained professionally for about a year, nearly 70% survive.
└ Isn't that still low...?
- The test on Floor 1 is this: Can you move calmly without panicking even through this level of pain? If you can't do that, it means you won't be able to climb any higher anyway. There's a reason the first ten floors are called the tutorial.
└ [OP] : Thanks
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『The Tower's trial begins』
Along with the familiar voice, her body was transferred to a new space.
She was in a straight corridor about three meters wide. It felt as though she had entered a huge cave, but the walls emitted a soft light, so visibility wasn't a problem.
“Phew…”
It had begun.
After fifteen years, she had returned to Floor 1.
She had been here once before, but the Tower did not always present the same trial. Even on the same floor, only the general concept remained similar, while the difficulty and gimmicks varied somewhat.
That was why the Tower was always a place to be cautious.
Especially on the lower floors, unexpected or sudden disasters occurred frequently.
-Step.... Step....
Keeping her body tense, she raised both hands to waist height and slowly began walking.
‘I don't know what might come flying out.’
- Onahole onahole onahole
- Please, please
- Wow, what a bean-paste jar lol
- Open donations while I'm still being nice
“Ah, what the hell?”
The chat window she hadn't managed to turn off while fleeing flickered to her front right.
“I'll accept donations after I finish the trial. And I'll turn off the chat too..."
It was an incredibly brief opening.
The instant she waved a hand to turn off the chat window.
A single moment of carelessness, when she briefly forgot that the Tower's trial had already begun.
Whoosh—!
‘Ah.’
She heard the sound of an arrow flying from behind.
This...
I can't...
Even when she tried to turn around, her reaction was too slow, and her movements were delayed by her lowered Agility.
‘Ah...’
-THUNK!!
“Guh!!?”
The sharp arrowhead pierced through her thin pants and underwear at once before lodging in her anus.
The long arrow did more than tear the opening of her anus; it angled upward, penetrating deep into her insides and lodging beyond the end of her large intestine.
“Aaaaaaaaaaargh!!!”
It was an intense pain she was experiencing for the first time in this body.
Unlike in her previous life, when she had been loaded with pain resistance, this was an ordinary human body. It stiffened all over as though electrocuted, and her vision flashed white.
She barely stopped herself from falling through sheer force of will, then tried to take as many deep breaths as possible while hunched awkwardly.
“Hff....!”
‘Fuck, why did the arrow have to come from behind...’
Because the rule that the first projectile on Floor 1 would always hit you was forcibly applied, the standard approach was to offer up an arm or shoulder and start from there.
But an arrow flying from behind and lodging in her asshole was a pattern she had never heard of or experienced before.
Whenever she tried to move, the arrow driven deep into her insides made it impossible to move, like a paralyzed person.
However, the Tower's trial had only just begun.
Through her narrowed field of vision, she saw arrows flying toward her.
“Aaaaaaah!!”
Enduring the pain of her insides being torn apart, she bent her upper body down and to the right to evade one.
Another arrow immediately came flying.
-THUNK!
This time, she raised her left arm and forcibly blocked it.
“Ngh!”
The arrow embedded in her arm dangled.
The next arrow.
The one after that.
And the one after that.
Arrows flew at nearly one-second intervals, and she either dodged them with the smallest movements possible or took them in places where they wouldn't kill her while protecting her head and heart.
The time required to pass the Floor 1 Tower trial was three minutes.
But before twenty seconds had passed, her entire body was covered in blood, and the arrows lodged in her body were dangling.
-Thud, thud, thud!
“Ghk, agh!!! Agh!”
[Time remaining : 2 minutes 35 seconds]
‘Ah……’
Her thighs, calves, forearms, and shoulders.
And the arrow lodged in her buttocks, driven deep into her insides.
The pain resonating throughout her entire body made her want to simply surrender consciousness.
‘Can I endure this...? ’
As though the blood flowing from her body were draining away, her courage and resolve ebbed away too.
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[Tower-Climbing Support Gallery]
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[Title] : Fuck, the new girl is dying on Floor 1...
[Content] : No, a woman decided to challenge it, so why is the difficulty like this? Are the Tower administrators insane?
It was too difficult to watch, so I left.
When men died sometimes, I usually just thought it was sad, but watching a pretty woman helplessly die in real time like that made my hands and feet tremble, fuck.
[Comments] :
- I left too because it was so pitiful to watch...
- For real, if it had just been an ordinary trial, she might have passed?
- How the hell did an arrow get lodged in her asshole like that? The others were playing dodge-the-rocks...
- It's amazing she's still alive lol
└ [OP] : She's still hanging in there?
└ Yeah
└ [OP] : How?
└ Her Trait had 100% Defense, remember? She's just stoically enduring it by blocking with her forearms
- I say this every time, but it's seriously too cruel.
- For real, she got stuck with an absurdly difficult one by sheer bad luck ;;
- Why should I care if a whore dies after acting up?
└ She's not human...
- Even people who undergo years of training at professional academies, more intense than the special forces, only have a survival rate of around 70%. How is an untrained woman enduring it? I expected her to die the moment she entered.
└ But she's enduring it?
└ ??????
- How is this real lol
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“Agh!”
She raised her arm to protect her heart.
-Ssshhhink!!
She watched the arrows flying toward her head and predicted their paths as best she could, dodging them.
Although arrows had grazed her cheek and ears several times, drawing blood, all that mattered was not dying.
‘Endure it...’
The blood streaming down her body gathered beneath her legs and formed a puddle.
-SMACK!
“Ghk!”
She ignored the arrows flying toward her legs.
The moment she tried to move because of the arrow driven into her insides, she imagined all her organs being torn apart, so she couldn't move easily.
[Time remaining : 1 minute 30 seconds]
Once the halfway point passed, two arrows at a time began flying toward her.
‘Fuck...’
As soon as she adapted somewhat, the difficulty increased sharply, and she cursed inwardly.
‘Why the hell me...’
She knew the difficulty was somewhat random within the given theme, but wasn't this variation excessive?
Their targets were her legs and head.
‘Still, I have to do it.’
Thud!
As before, she offered up her leg and tilted her head to dodge.
‘Is it thanks to my Defense?’
Normally, her flesh and muscles would have been shredded so badly that she couldn't possibly remain standing, but the arrows embedded in her limbs didn't penetrate very deeply.
If not for the arrow driven deep into her back passage, this would have been a very easy trial to clear.
-Whoosh!
Nearly two arrows flew every second.
“Guh, ngh!!”
Crying out in pain, she raised her forearm, bristling with arrows like a porcupine, to protect her vital points.
'Endure it....!'
Blocking with her arms wasn't always the answer.
For one thing, it was impossible to cover every angle with her arms, and the muscles in her arms could be destroyed, making them go limp.
Fortunately, her Defense allowed her to endure, but she could feel the strength gradually leaving her arms.
'Just a little longer!'
Ssshhhink!!! Shhk!
‘My chest, my stomach.’
For an ordinary person, predicting where an arrow that looked like a dot in the distance would fly was nearly impossible. But even though her old body was gone, her experience had not.
Accurately predicting the direction in which an arrow flying from hundreds of meters away would strike was extremely easy for her.
“Aaaaaagh!!!”
She forcibly raised her arm, which had become a porcupine, to block it....
‘Huh?’
But there were times when knowing wasn't enough to stop it.
Her arm suddenly refused to rise. It seemed a nerve or muscle somewhere had been severed.
-THUNK!!
She blocked the arrow flying toward her stomach, but her chest....
-THUUUUNK!!!
"Nnnngh!!!"
The arrow pierced through her breast.
Fortunately, perhaps thanks to her Defense, or perhaps thanks to the cushioning of her enormous breast, it stopped without reaching her heart.
‘This won't work....’
[Time remaining : 38 seconds]
The pain was one thing, but now she couldn't block the arrows above her chest.
But if she moved her upper body recklessly, it felt as though her insides would be completely mashed to pulp. She was already suffering, and if her wounds opened any further, she might really die standing up.
"Damn it, I don't know anymore!"
She lay on her side on the floor, where sticky blood was forming a puddle.
Then she curled her body into the shape of a shrimp and raised only her head.
"Gnnngh...! Come at me!! Fuck!!!"
This way, she didn't have to raise her arms, and if she predicted the direction the arrows were flying from, she could block them with minimal movement.
-THUD THUD!!
"Aaaaaaaaaagh!!!"
The drawback was that she would be hit by every arrow, but having them lodge in her already-fucked-up arms and legs was better than dying.
And the arrowheads and shafts already embedded in her body actually helped block the arrows flying toward her. Of course, if she was unlucky, they could drive the arrows in even deeper.
She felt the pain of her flesh tearing, but there was nothing she could do. She had no choice but to endure it through sheer willpower...
‘Still, if I can just keep going like this.....’
[Time remaining : 10 seconds]
‘Huh?’
Just when she thought it was almost over.
Hundreds of arrows that filled the entire space flew toward her simultaneously.
"Damn it...!"