Chapter 547: BBGODDESS IS BACK!

“This is so freaking boring.”

Somewhere in the world, a man in an oversized black hoodie grumbled.

The bags under his eyes were impossible to miss, their darkness revealing just how long it had been since he’d gotten a full night’s sleep. The cracked lenses of his glasses reflected the bright screen in front of him.

His eyes suddenly snapped toward a small tab he had left open.

His brow arched.

“What the—”

He paused and straightened.

Omen leaned closer to the screen, rubbing his eyes beneath his oversized, cracked glasses. He adjusted them again and stared.

Nothing changed.

“What in the world… How did this happen!?” he gasped.

His voice was loud enough to make several people in the computer café turn in his direction.

Omen bit his tongue and flashed them an awkward smile before lowering his head.

“The hell?” he breathed out.

Displayed on the screen were the rankings of the game he had been obsessing over.

His character usually sat comfortably in second place because Ghost’s character was simply too overpowered. Heaven knew how many times Omen had tried hacking her account, but every attempt had ended in failure.

So, he had no choice but to settle for second place.

And now, he was still in second.

The problem was third and fourth.

Two players who used to be nothing more than annoying pests had suddenly raced up the rankings in just a few days!

“These bastards…” Omen ground his teeth, his entire body trembling. “Don’t they freaking sleep?”

No matter how obsessed Omen was with the game, this was the longest he had stared at the rankings since the days when he had actively competed against Ghost, aka BBGoddess.

Omen reached for his coffee and took a sip, wincing when the cold liquid touched his tongue.

He didn’t care.

His pride wouldn’t allow these nobodies to beat him and push him down to fourth place. Being forever second was already painful enough.

“I’m going to deal with these guys once and for all,” he spat.

His fingers flew across the keyboard.

Moving his character out of the safe zone, he clicked the special horn icon and sent an announcement to the entire server.

[Mr.Handsome123: Hey, you! @St.MiguelAndTonic and @Moneymaker! Come here. I challenge both of you to a duel!]

Omen leaned closer to the screen.

The world chat went silent.

Then—

[HippyHip: Oh, shit…]

That single message broke the silence.

The world chat exploded.

The corners of Omen’s mouth curled upward.

Everyone had been watching the rankings intensely, especially after the sudden rise of two old-time players who used to be practically irrelevant.

Well, they weren’t exactly pathetic.

But compared to monsters like BBGoddess and Mr.Handsome123—Omen’s username—they were nothing.

Omen straightened and typed another message.

[Mr.Handsome123: I’ll be in the PVP area. I’ll wait for you. Let’s settle this once and for all.]

He hit enter and snickered.

“That’s right, you bastards.” Omen leaned back in his chair. “Let’s settle this once and for all.”

There was no point rushing through dungeon quests or grinding the other categories that contributed to the rankings.

A player-versus-player battle would decide everything.

And after this, maybe they could finally stop this nonsense and get some proper sleep.

No matter how addicted Omen was to games, even he needed rest.

“Tsk.” He clicked his tongue and glanced at another tab on his monitor. “Damn these guys too.”

When Omen heard about the recent chaos in the underground world, he immediately changed locations. He had no intention of getting dragged into anything dangerous.

The underworld was dangerous, sure.

But it was only dangerous if the people involved could actually find him.

Still, Omen knew better than to take unnecessary risks, especially considering Ghost was heavily involved in the underground.

Even if he had what could loosely be called a “friendly” relationship with Ghost, reality was far more complicated.

“Don’t bother,” he told himself, shaking his head. “As long as it’s not Ghost looking for me, I’m good.”

With that, he pushed the thought aside and refocused on the game.

Omen moved his character into the player-versus-player area.

His mood improved as he watched the world chat.

To make things more interesting, he shared his coordinates.

[Mr.Handsome123: I’m here. I’ll be waiting for both of you. Team up. That might raise your chances.]

A chuckle escaped him even before he hit enter.

Omen relaxed in his chair as several characters began teleporting into the area.

It was the spectators.

Of course they came.

This was a duel, and everyone loved a good duel.

[Good luck, Mr.Handsome123!]

[You may never beat BBGoddess in this lifetime, but you are our forever number 2!]

[Give us a good fight!]

[Where are St.MiguelAndTonic and Moneymaker? Hey! Are you guys scared? Weren’t you talking about conquering the server?]

[Shut the fuck up! Those two are probably not online. Handsome123 is just causing trouble because he’s bitter!]

Omen’s face twisted as an argument erupted in the chat.

Some players rooted for him. Others apparently didn’t know what was good for them.

“These guys…” he hissed. “Do they want me to hack their characters and delete them?”

He considered it.

Then immediately dismissed the thought.

That was easier said than done. Besides, Omen was already working hard enough to conceal his location. He didn’t need to leave unnecessary trails just because some idiots online hurt his feelings.

“But are they really not online?” he muttered, scrunching up his nose.

As far as he remembered, he had seen both of them online earlier. Then again, he was severely sleep-deprived. Maybe he had imagined it.

Omen quickly checked.

His brows rose. “They are.”

A shallow chuckle escaped him.

“Then why aren’t they responding?” His lips curled into a smug grin. “Cowards. They probably panicked when they saw my message.”

Satisfaction washed over him.

Finally, after those two had spent the last few days giving him the scare of his life, Omen felt like he had regained control.

He cracked his fingers.

Maybe he should provoke them one more time.

Just enough to force them out.

Omen placed his fingers on the keyboard. But before he could type, a massive red banner suddenly flashed across the top of his screen.

[WARNING!]

[High-level player entered!]

[PVP AREA ON HIGH ALERT!]

Omen blinked.

“Huh?” He barely had time to process the notification when a flash crossed his screen.

In an instant, his health bar vanished, and his character dropped dead.

Omen froze.

“…What?”

The entire PVP area went still.

Even the world chat fell silent.

After a second, the world chat went wild.

[HippyHip: HOLY SHIT.]

Another message immediately followed.

[It’s BBGoddess!]

[BBGODDESS IS BACK!]