If you want to be happy, do what you want to do, and if you want to make money, do what you’re good at.
In modern society, it is very rare for someone to satisfy both and get a job.
But rare as it is, occasionally, someone unintentionally catches both rabbits.
Such people are, unintentionally, lucky—what people call “someone who can do anything and succeed.”
And right now.
Han Seongu, who took a leave of absence secretly from his parents right after entering university and has been immersed in the virtual reality game Warlord,
is also one of those “someone who can do anything and succeed.”
No, he was the “best of the best” among those types.
“Teacher, I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can go to the hospital for treatment today because I’m not feeling well.”
“Seongu, don’t lie. You skipped last time saying you were sick, too.”
“But I’m really sick.”
“Do you want to lie? You think no one knows you’re skipping treatment because you’re playing Warlord? If you keep doing this, I’ll have no choice but to tell your mother.”
“Isn’t treatment just about solving puzzles and picture therapy anyway? I’m good at puzzles now. Especially the Cube—remember last time during treatment when I cleared the 3x3 cube in 7 seconds? That level of concentration isn’t something just anyone can do.”
“That’s true, but...”
“Teacher, I’m don't have ADHD anymore. After years of focused effort and study, I’m fully capable now. My parents are just worried, which is why they still send me to the hospital, but I’m perfectly fine. Didn’t I get accepted into Haneul University after studying seriously in my third year of high school?”
Seongu was diagnosed with ADHD, when he was in elementary school.
Because of this, he was extremely distracted and learned slower than others, resulting in poor academic performance.
His parents’ solution was to have him receive formal psychiatric treatment at a hospital.
The person Seongu was speaking to on the phone was Iyangu, the psychiatrist who had been treating him for seven years.
A sigh came from the other end of the line.
Because Seongu was right.
As Seongu said, he no longer had ADHD.
He had no foundation but started studying seriously in his third year of high school and got accepted into one of the top universities in Korea, Haneul University.
In other words, the proof was already there.
Still, out of endless parental love, Seongu’s parents could not completely let go of their worries, so they agreed with Seongu to reduce the number of treatments rather than stop them altogether.
Seongu himself had started to feel resistance to the treatments recently.
After Seongu’s passionate reasoning, Iyangu finally had no choice but to surrender.
“All right, you’re right. But your mother already paid for the sessions.”
“I’m fine, really. If it’s just between us, can’t we just adjust the schedule?”
“That’s true, but I can’t lie to your mother.”
“Haa... How many treatments do I have left?”
“Four more.”
“Okay. But this week really won’t work. It’s a really important week for me.”
“Got it. Then, on the condition that you promise to attend all remaining treatments, I’ll postpone this week’s.”
“Thank you, teacher.”
“No, I should be the one apologizing to you. The thing about mental illness is that unlike other diseases, it doesn’t show visible results...”
“You’re saying that again. I’m fine. So there’s no need to apologize. I’ll hang up now. Take care, teacher.”
As Iyangu’s persistent nagging continued, Seongu quickly ended the conversation and hung up.
He hadn’t gotten everything he wanted, but at least he didn’t have to go to the hospital this week, and that was enough.
After hanging up, Seongu threw his phone onto the bed and quickly moved to his capsule.
The capsule was, of course, the device for connecting to the virtual reality game Warlord.
When he was about to start studying again in his third year of high school, he boldly won this prize after a bet with his parents.
‘How could I waste today on something like solving cubes?’
Warlord is a globally beloved game played all over the world.
Perhaps because of this, incidents and accidents were overwhelmingly more frequent than in other games, the most common being users dying alone from severe game addiction.
‘What an absurd thing to happen.’
Solitary death in this day and age?
It’s a laughable thing.
But it happened quite often in many places, and after criticism from many countries including the World Human Rights Commission, Warlord’s developers had no choice but to limit users’ playtime to eight hours.
“Connect!”
And this was the reason why Seongu had been so eagerly waiting for today.
[Starting iris recognition.]
[Account verified.]
[Do you want to log in as Han Seongu?]
“Yes, of course.”
[Attempting to log in with Han Seongu account.]
[Connecting to Warlord.]
[May you become a shining hero in the great war.]
Flash!
A burst of light flickered before his eyes, and Seongu’s world flipped upside down.
His entire body tingled with sharp awareness.
He had successfully logged in and become his character, Levan—his other self.
[Starting Warlord gameplay.]
[Remaining time: 07:59:58.]
‘Perfect!’
The daily playtime reset to eight hours—a limit imposed after players had previously overindulged and suffered severe consequences. Every time he saw the full eight hours, his heart raced with excitement.
Every time he saw those eight hours, his heart fluttered with excitement.
The moment he logged in, Levan first checked the system messages he hadn’t seen because he’d been forcibly logged out the day before.
“Checking system messages.”
[Quest completed.]
[‘Quest: The Magician’s Path’ completed.]
[Quest rewards granted.]
[Level up.]
[Level up.]
“Awesome, that was epic, let it go.”
Compared to other games, leveling up in Warlord was very difficult.
But still, Levan’s level was a staggering 105.
Though he started playing a whole year late after the game’s launch, he had devoted his entire youth to reach this number.
No regrets.
In Warlord, a player with a three-digit level was treated with respect at the very least.
However, what Levan truly longed for wasn’t just this level grind.
What he truly wanted was the mysterious reward from clearing the hidden quest, ‘The Magician’s Path.’
‘It’s a hidden quest of the highest grade. At the very least, I should get a unique item or a unique skill book!’
His heart was pounding.
He had been obsessed with this quest for more than two weeks.
Levan took a deep breath and opened his inventory.
The rewards would have been automatically bound to his inventory.
But the moment he checked his inventory, his eyes widened.
“Huh, could this be...?”
In Warlord, item borders had different colors depending on their grades.
For example, normal-grade items had no border color, rare items had blue borders, and unique items had red borders.
But the unfamiliar item Levan saw was surrounded by a color he had never seen before.
It was none other than golden!
And Levan knew exactly what grade the golden border meant.
“C-could it be? Le-legendary item?”
The golden border was unique to legendary-grade items!
It wasn’t a dream.
In one corner of his inventory, a golden border was indeed flashing.
Levan closed his inventory.
“This is insane...!”
It wasn’t an illusion.
It was real.
Because of how unprecedented this was, he didn’t dare check it again and closed his inventory.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime event.
It had been almost 18 months since Warlord opened.
But the number of legendary-grade items found so far was still less than one hundred.
Legendary items were treasures said to be reserved only for players destined by fate.
And now, that treasure was in Levan’s hands.
Levan took out a potion built into his belt and swallowed it like a calming pill.
“Hah!”
The potion’s effect was mild, but since it was carbonated, drinking it sometimes helped.
The carbonation calmed his pounding heart a bit.
After making a big fuss, Levan opened his inventory again.
He checked the details of the quest reward glowing with golden light.
[Rubik’s Golden Cube]
[Grade: Legendary, Unique.]
[Option: Those who complete the Rubik’s Cube can advance to War Mage.]
If conditions were met, you could even change to different races like Werewolf or Vampire, and modern classes like Mechanic were also available.
But no matter how diverse the professions, there was one profession that people avoided.
That was the Magician.
The reason was simple.
Magicians cost a lot of money.
Literally.
Magicians required a lot of money.
Because the magic skills magicians used were not automatically obtained just by job change—you had to acquire and learn each necessary skill one by one.
But that wasn’t the only reason.
Magicians had to go through a casting process to use magic, and the Warlord developers applied formulas so that to use one magic spell, you had to solve various brain teasers—because magic = intelligence.
For example, starting from simple arithmetic, multiplication tables, various math problems, picture differences, jigsaw puzzles, and so on.
Of course, people good at math could endure these challenges.
But the real problem was at the very end.
MP pool.
A game term referring to the character’s mana capacity.
Newly advanced magicians suffered desperately from having too small an MP pool.
In other words, they couldn’t cast a second spell because their mana was already depleted after casting one.
Is there anything more useless than a magician who can’t cast spells?
No, there isn’t.
Magicians had low base attack power, so they couldn’t deal damage without magic.
They didn’t have high HP to tank damage.
They weren’t strong enough to carry heavy loads, and they didn’t have agility or stealth skills for scouting or assassination.
They were, in essence, completely useless trash.
So most people gave up on magicians because they couldn’t solve these three problems.
Therefore, now,
Levan could only fall into despair after confirming the existence of this legendary fortune that might never come again.
“Why does it have to be Magician?!”
Every job had various names depending on details.
For example, even within the swordsman class, if you wield a spear, you’d become a Spearman, but if your class was Knight, then you’d be a Lance Knight.
Either way, the essence didn’t change.
So Levan despaired.
No matter how much the golden border flashed or how grand the name War Mage was, a ‘Mage’ was still a magician-type.
That’s why Levan had no choice but to despair.
“If I were a second-generation chaebol, maybe. My parents even bought the capsule on installment plans, but what money do I have to raise a magician?”
Magicians had a bad reputation.
But if all the problems mentioned earlier were solved, magicians could become the highest damage dealers, maestros commanding the battlefield, or even a one-man army that could take on a whole country.
But to reach that level, as a joke, you’d need to be at least a gold spoon, someone who could easily spend millions or billions on the game.
Who would choose to raise a magician...?
I heard there aren’t even 100 magician users in the game, how could I...?
Levan lamented in a deflated voice.
And rightly so, because in Warlord, there were fewer than 100 magicians who truly carried their weight, including foreigners.
At that moment, Levan’s gaze caught the # symbol in front of the name War Mage.
Called a description tag, it’s mostly seen in quest reward lists.
Levan, thinking he wouldn’t be able to use the prize anyway, decided to just take a look at the description tag in front of War Mage.
Flash!
Information about War Mage appeared before his eyes.
But as Levan read the description of War Mage, he muttered in disbelief.
[War Mage... doesn’t require mana]
It was real.
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Wtf do you mean cure ADHD ? Thats not something you cure, at most you learn how to work with it.