I Became the Golden Sun That Steals the Academy’s Aircraft

001. Is this the golden sun or something?

I took a deep breath and looked in the mirror.

No matter how much I thought about it, it seemed like what I thought was true, but I still couldn’t accept it easily.

Blonde hair that shines with golden light, bright red eyes that seem to be made of melted ruby, and bronze-colored skin that shows off a healthy physical beauty after being scorched by the sun.

Golden piercings on the ears, thick facial lines, and sharp eyes.

The image of the golden sun, as if drawn from a painting, was reflected in the mirror.

No, I’m sorry. Does this really make sense?

I was definitely playing a game called Tactical Combat, and after doing the stupid thing of achieving 100% achievement, I just created a character to play around with the concept in the open custom mode.

This game seemed a bit like a sh*t game, but wasn’t it a waste to play it that way? I was defending this as content in the first place rather than dissatisfied with the production company, but to criticize it like this was outrageous.

Is this possible in the first place?

It’s funny to say that it was well made for a sh*t game, but Tactical Combat was a really well made game. Considering the overflowing sense of realism, vivid NPCs, and solid story line, this was a game that could easily be called a masterpiece.

It was just a game with poor balance due to poor balance patches, and it was so full of bugs that it was called a buggy game. The level of difficulty was so high that it felt like I had been shot in the head, so there were times when I, as a pilot, cursed and wondered if this was a game made to be broken.

This game was mainly about fighting in a Gundam-like aircraft called the Colossus. In short, it is a game where the player directly controls the giant soldier from the cockpit and fights.

Of course, if you ask me what the game has to do with controlling a fighter jet, I have nothing to say, but I have a natural talent for getting in the cockpit and moving around, so I thought this game would be easy, but I ended up getting really upset.

I somehow clung to the game, and when it came time to be told that it was not stagnant water but rotten water, there was no one who could follow, but it was such a vicious game that even I played it in bug mode under easy mode at first.

Still, I stayed up all night holding on to something I couldn’t do, which was that I could control something…

The moment I finished customizing the concept and started the game, a bright light exploded and I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, I had entered Tactical Combat, possessed by the custom character I had created.

It was a very logical summary, but it sucks.

I sighed again, but nothing changed.

What happens now?

I really wondered what I should do. This game is basically difficult, but that’s because the difficulty of moving the giant soldier is quite high, but once you get used to it, it becomes quite manageable on bug difficulty. In addition, gaming systems such as the status window system and characteristic skills help in moving the giant soldier.

In the case of the main character, unity is a characteristic skill that increases the synchronization rate with the giant soldier and helps with more flexible and precise control. As you develop this, it evolves into a skill called unity with everything and almost moves your body. You will be able to perform similar manipulation techniques.

Thanks to that, I was able to achieve the achievement of clearing everything up to the highest difficulty level…

Not now.

The ultimate reason why I customized my character like this.

The reason why I created the golden sun, which has been a popular meme recently, as a motif.

The whole reason started with the intention of becoming an extreme concept builder.

Characteristic skills.

Your body is awesome.

That sh*tty characteristic was a sh*tty skill that allowed the main character to use the main character’s final skill form, Driving All, without any penalty when stealing someone else’s aircraft.

I wrote this skill with the thought that it would be fun to steal other people’s aircraft and jump into battle while playing the game, but now this has become my characteristic skill.

In other words, unless I steal a Giant Soldier registered as someone else’s aircraft, I have to operate the Giant Soldier entirely with my own skills and without any characteristic skills.

Thinking about it again makes me mad.

Using a penalty like this was satisfying when it was just a concept play, but when it became reality, it was just a f*cking penalty.

I took a deep breath and somehow began to find the cause of why the situation turned out like this. I was wondering if there must be a reason why I was put here, like in a popular web novel.

Of course, how on earth could something like that exist? There was no complaining or complaining to anyone. Because I was just a rotten person who quietly uploaded my play to the community.

No, wait a minute.

There was one problem. As far as I know, I was the only one who cleared all of Tactical Combat’s achievements the fastest. The production company also declared that I was the only one who cleared it all, so it is natural.

Could it have been the trigger?

What kind of bullsh*t condition is it that allows someone who has cleared all of this damn game to come here?

“Oh f*ck, really f*ck…”

When I thought about it, I thought that was right. It was clear that those were the conditions, as I wasn’t writing this out of frustration. There was a clear possibility that simply clearing the game happily could have led to this bullsh*t situation.

I was drawn to the game because I was good at it…

I really can’t help but curse…

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down somehow. It still didn’t feel real, but the situation hadn’t changed over the past few days, so I had to somehow make sense of the present.

When I took a deep breath, I was able to calm down to some extent. In fact, it would be more correct to say that I had given up rather than calmed down. Over the past few days, I have felt that no matter how much sh*t I say, the fact that I woke up to the world of Tactical Combat remains the same.

Is there a way to go back?

Now that I had given up, I had to think about what to do next. A very basic question: Will I be able to return to the world I originally lived in?

Even though I was living in such a crazy game world, I honestly wanted to return. It had no connection to the original world. I was the child of a single mother, and my mother had long since passed away from cancer. There was no reason to go back as my body was in disarray due to the terrible injuries from the attack.

But still, that was the world I was born in, and the place I would live and die. No matter how terrible the place was, I had to go back because I had memories of sharing life, death, and ups and downs with my colleagues. At least I had no intention of dying in a place like this.

What should I do now?

I took a deep breath and slumped down in my chair. I didn’t know the exact reason why I entered the world of Tactical Combat, so looking for a way to return was nonsense.

If I had been dragged here by clearing all the games in real life, I might have been able to go back if I had completed all the scenarios in this world. Actually, it’s just a guess, and I felt like there was only so much I could do.

I lifted my chin with the back of my right hand.

It was something I did unconsciously when I was worried about something.

Knock knock

“Young master. The Count is looking for you.”

“…Okay.”

Are you not even giving me time to think about it?

I unconsciously tried not to meet my family in this body, but that was also my limit.

Tactical Combat is, first of all, a console game.

What this means is that there is a story, and clearing the story is the way to play the game.

However, the Geumtaeyang character I created, Gilbert, did not have a separate background setting.

Yes, I created a custom character to show off the concept, but since I like the world view of Tactical Combat as it is, I created the character by fitting him into an appropriate noble family.

In order to raise funds in the beginning, I chose a family with a relatively high rank and a long history, and the one that naturally caught my eye was the Hart family, the current Count of Lithuania and the title of Margrave. In the background of the game, the Count of Lithuania was the head of the historic Hart family, who held several other titles.

So, for me, who has to live here in the future, it was quite a good condition. The only problem was that in order to stick to the golden sun setting, I set it to libertarian, and that was me now, Gilbert Lion Heart.

He is the eldest son of a count, but he is a libertine.

What does this mean?

To put it simply, I was the eldest son of a crazy noble family that appears in common web novels.

“f*ck you…”

When I thought about this carefully, a swear word came out of my mouth without me even realizing it.

I didn’t think the characteristic skill was a bit funny, but this was actually the biggest problem. Your reputation will go down for a long time because you added a crazy setting to the libertine.

It’s not what I did, but what the person named Gilbert did remains the same. In fact, as I looked at the people around me over the past few days, I was able to feel keenly what my current reputation was. He was a real f*cking bastard, nothing more or less.

‘Still, there’s nothing much to do.’

I put the complaints to a corner of my mind for now. Because I had to go see Gilbert’s father, the Count of Lithuania, right away.

After brushing off and organizing my slightly wrinkled clothes, I headed to the office under the guidance of the employee who was waiting outside.

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“Count. As you ordered, I have brought the first master.”

“Come in.”

As soon as permission was given to come in, the door opened.

I sighed inwardly and calmed my trembling heart. I haven’t been able to understand everything about this world yet, but if I can’t even pass this first gateway, it will be difficult to survive in this difficult world.

I gathered my courage and entered the office, which looked like the entrance to purgatory.