Chapter 1:

THE LEGEND OF THE SUPREME BEING

I Am the Supreme Being in the Game, but I'm Afraid of Solving Math Problems




⚔️ The Great Extinction of Aethelgard

The sky of the virtual world Aethelgard had lost all distinction between day and night.

It was stained in a terrifying crimson—

the color of blood fused with hellfire.

Black spatial cracks spread across the heavens like the eyes of death, staring down upon the battlefield below—

where the greatest alliance in human history had been formed.

All races—former enemies and distant allies alike—stood united on a single front.

Their only goal:

To destroy the entity seated upon the Bone Throne within the Endless Fortress.

Leading the army was the Divine Race.

Their radiant white wings shone with holy light, illuminating the darkened sky and purifying the suffocating aura of death.

They were the strongest force—the final hope of the entire server.

Behind them stood the War God Race (Humans), clad in heavy armor, their eyes burning with killing intent.

In this world, humanity was known as living war machines—

each warrior possessing the power to shake mountains and split seas.

“Creatures of all races! For the survival of this world—advance!”

The roar of the Beastmen commander shook the earth itself.

The Beastmen Race formed the largest army.

They did not fight alone—

every creature of the wild stood with them.

From ancient earth dragons

to cunning frost wolves,

all answered their call.

Their greatest strength was transformation—

each warrior could assume their true form, unleashing their primal instincts and pushing their power beyond control.

On the left flank, the Elven Race whispered ancient incantations.

Their arrows were not mere wood and steel—

they were the embodiment of pure elemental power.

An elven archer could pierce a heart from miles away

with godlike precision.

At the rear stood the Dwarves.

Though weakest in physical combat,

they possessed the most advanced magical technology in the world.

Colossal war machines.

Cannons capable of flattening mountains in a single shot.

All were fully charged—ready to fire.

👑 The Power of Destruction

Standing against this alliance of millions—players and NPCs alike—

was a single force.

The force of the protagonist.

The Supreme Being.

His army was not made of shining warriors,

but creatures born from nightmares.

This was the result of a guild he had created in his spare time—

The Human Eradication Organization.

The only requirement to join:

You must not be human.

Every member was a monster—

a being rejected by the world.

Beneath his throne stood:

The Seven Deadly Sins

The Three Ancient Demons

They were not just high-level NPCs—

they were living “glitches” of the game, forged through countless wars under his command.

He slowly opened his eyes.

A single glance—

and tens of thousands of charging players froze.

Not from fear.

But from an invisible pressure crushing their very existence.

He did not shout.

He simply spoke.

And the world trembled.

Massacres unfolded like fate itself—

inevitable and absolute.

The system echoed endlessly:

[Warning: Players killed in this Legion War will have their accounts permanently deleted.]

Fear spread across the entire world.

Yet at the same time—

his name spread even further.

Every top player longed to challenge him.

The developers even turned him into the ultimate objective:

“Defeat the Supreme Being and bring peace to the world.”

But every time—

the result was the same.

Massive armies.

Gathered resources.

All crushed.

All destroyed.

Just as he raised his hand—

about to unleash the final strike…

💤 The Truth Behind the Door

Click.

The crimson sky vanished.

The screams of demons faded.

Everything disappeared.

Arata opened his eyes.

No bone fortress.

No kneeling demons.

Only a stained white ceiling

and the creaking sound of a ceiling fan.

He lay in his messy room.

A normal room.

A normal life.

He covered his eyes and exhaled deeply.

All that power…

all that destruction…

was only inside a game.

Outside the VR capsule—

He was just a high school student

who still had to go to school.

But what he didn’t know…

Was that beyond that door—

his name had already outgrown the game itself.

Morning sunlight filled the city.

But the streets were anything but peaceful.

Arata walked lazily through the crowd,

his expression calm,

his eyes slightly tired after last night’s war.

Passing by the Shinjuku Media Tower,

he stopped.

On the giant LED screen,

a reporter spoke urgently:

“Breaking news from Aethelgard:

The massacre at the Endless Fortress has ended with devastating losses.

Two Level 99 players from the Justice Alliance have been permanently deleted.

Meanwhile, the Dark Faction lost four Level 99 guardians.

A masked member of the Human Eradication Organization has issued a challenge:

‘If you’ve got the guts, come face us.

You so-called players are nothing but weaklings hiding behind fake glory.’”

The crowd erupted in discussion.

“That Supreme Being is insane!”

“I heard that challenge came directly from him!

Pro players from other games are flooding into Aethelgard to hunt him down!”

Arata smirked slightly.

He knew that message wasn’t from him.

Someone under his command had stirred the chaos.

But he didn’t care.

The more chaos—

the more interesting the game became.

That was the attitude of a ruler.

🌸 A Meeting in the Hallway

At Teiko High School,

Arata was just another ordinary student.

But the moment he entered—

Someone was waiting.

A beautiful girl.

Elegant. Intelligent.

Yuki — Vice President of the Student Council.

To others:

a perfect honor student.

But to Arata—

She was the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon.

One of the three strongest under his command.

And…

His girlfriend.

“Good morning, my master,”

Yuki smiled, linking her arm with his.

Arata lightly tapped her head.

“Use my name at school, Yuki.”

“I prefer this,” she giggled.

Then lowered her voice:

“That challenge video this morning?

I ordered it.

The ‘geniuses’ are coming.

Phase 2 of destroying the Justice Alliance is ready.

What’s your move, my love?”

Arata looked into her golden eyes.

Not warmth—

but cold calculation.

“Let them come,” he said calmly.

“The more that die…

the more valuable peace becomes.”

“Tonight—

we wipe them out.”

They walked into class like a normal couple.

Laughing. Talking.

No one knew—

Behind those casual conversations…

They were controlling a war machine

capable of crushing the entire world