I am the Lucky Cat of an MMORPG

EXTRA

Extra 01. The Confessions of an Assassin

I am KillerA. That's my username.

My goal entering this game was simple. Train hard and earn money through assassination.

At first, I didn't like showing my name. After all, having a grey name on the field so very problematic. It took 10 minutes just to re-hide one's name. Once I killed anyone, my name would turn yellow, red, then black.

Even if I hid my name, the spot where my name should've been would glow in the same colour as my nametag to remind surrounding players I was a murderer.

Using my excellent mind, I instantly knew how I could silently kill other people with the Assassin's special Cloaking skill. (For more details on the skill, see Chapter 48.)

It was obvious the players of this game had yet to realise how evil this skill could be. Thus, many of them would be swarmed by a horde of monsters and given a free ride back to the city while still confused as to what was going on. My mission is to de-Cloak and pick up the items dropped by the victim when the monsters are too busy to notice me.

It's a tried-and-tested method to assassinate others without exposing my name or actual face. While I'd be betting on the small chance for items to drop at death, but it proved to be a rather fruitful harvest after a few more tries.

Unfortunately, it was used too many times. Some of my fellow assassins started noticing and imitating it. More and more discussion forums popped up on the forums. For some time, the reputation of the Assassin job was very low. The moment an assassin was spotted, all players would skirt far away from them.

Some of the foolish copycats didn't even know to hide their faces. In the end, their victims took pictures of their faces and their names were eventually found and added to a blacklist. As soon as anyone on that list appeared out on the field, they'd be surrounded by a mob of players.

Naturally, with my careful nature, I wouldn't be found out. However, this method can't work now. Since I can't assassinate people in secret, I'll do it out in the open.

I started targeting players who had rather nice equipment but played badly. I'd pretend to be passing by behind them, then I'd nonchalantly ambush them from behind. With my special buff, a critical hit was enough to take off over half of their HP.

Then, my name would be exposed to the other players. Thankfully, the Assassin's outfit also came with a face mask. In my efforts in being the best nobody I could be, I had tweaked my appearance to be as average as possible.

My gears were all selected according to what most people wear. Beneath that facade though, every gear I had was refined and slotted with the best cards possible for additional attack damage. Overall, once I'm buried among the crowds of the city, no one can find me.

Time passed and the benefits of having exposed my name started showing up. Players started messaging me, asking me to help them murder other players.

Of course, to ensure the requests were true, I'd be paid before I did the deed. I encountered some difficulties at first. Several of my deals came to nothing. But soon, my reputation grew and someone would always be ready to send some business my way.

In spite of all that, I must've forgotten to check my horoscope this morning before I left my room. It's a day bad for assassination. That's not to say I didn't succeed in my mission. My success rate is very high unless I forgot to scope my target out properly and stumble upon a secretly great player.