“Help me, Androidemon!”
At my call, Levi began pulling random items from between her breasts.
But contrary to expectations, her inventory was far more substantial than I’d imagined.
Even though evening was approaching, my body only grew hotter.
“This is animal fur!”
“Ah, yes. A few days ago, I ran into a pack of wolves. I ate all the meat from the ones I killed, but I kept this to roast and eat later.”
“Wait, this is an item that only drops at a 10% rate from slain beasts… Why would you waste it on food?”
“…Did I do something wrong?”
“Big time! You’re wasting it big time!”
There was enough animal fur here to make spare clothes and then some.
From small-scale clothing to large decorative carpets, this was a precious material—yet she’d planned to use it just to stave off a little hunger.
‘If I hadn’t stopped her, it would’ve been like casting pearls before swine.’
And it wasn’t just the fur.
Levi even had sewing needles and thread in her possession.
“With this thread and needle, you could’ve made leather armor!”
In Star Child, the weight system capped at 100.
Exceeding 50 slowed movement, and surpassing 70 made rolling impossible.
Newbies usually kept their weight under 69 for safe play, while veterans like me either maxed out at 100 for a “tank” build or stayed under 50 for agility.
“Leather armor? …Ah, are you referring to the defensive gear ancient humans used?”
“Yeah, that! A bodysuit alone only weighs about 30, but leather armor adds just +10 at most!”
“Even so, I was planning to eat all of it.”
“Why? Just… why?”
The sky was darkening, and the chilly wind demanded preparation.
Frankly, I wouldn’t put it past Levi to try eating the needles and thread too.
I quickly grabbed the sewing supplies and started crafting leather clothes myself.
Watching me, Levi’s eyes sparkled oddly.
“Ooh… This is sewing.”
“Huh?”
“This is my first time seeing it in person.”
“Wait, what?”
‘First time?’
‘Shouldn’t basic survival skills like this be taught during R.P.M’s training?’
“Levi, you’re an android—how do you not know how to sew?”
“…? Are androids supposed to know how to sew?”
“Excuse me?”
“The 4th Unit is a combat division. We were trained solely for battle. Skills like sewing were never part of our education.”
‘Just how harsh had her life been?’
‘An android that couldn’t even sew…’
Veterans would salivate over this, but newbies would cry at the handicap.
‘Can we even reclaim the surface like this?’
***
By the time the sky fully darkened, I’d managed to fashion warm clothing from the leather Levi brought.
At last, I’d evolved into a Neolithic-era outfit that covered my dignity.
I also handed Levi a set of leather armor (+3 defense), since she’d provided the materials.
“Even for a combat unit, this is… sigh. Whatever. Here, take this.”
“Huh? Is this your spare clothing, Chanwoo? I’ll hold onto it for you.”
“No, it’s for you to wear!”
“…For me?”
“Yeah. You brought the materials, so consider it a thank-you.”
“A thank-you…”
Now that we were equipped, we needed shelter—fast.
Like all survival games, Star Child’s nights were especially deadly.
The long-limbed monstrosities I’d seen at dawn…
Compared to what came out at night, those “low-tier” creatures were downright cute.
The game’s Earth after dark was described as “hell itself.”
Even aggressive birds hid in sewers, silent as dead mice.
There was even an achievement called “Survive Till Dawn”—that’s how brutal nights were.
(Though for veterans like me, it’d have been a playground… if this were still a third-person game.)
“Levi, is there any abandoned building nearby where we can hide?”
“Yes. My shelter is close by.”
“Good. Let’s go.”
***
Now that the game was reality, I had zero interest in roaming this apocalypse at night.
As eerie cries began echoing through the city—chilling sounds that set every nerve on edge—I followed Levi, leaving the monsters’ presence behind.
She explained that R.P.M had deployed her directly to Seoul’s downtown.
Her shelter turned out to be unexpectedly ideal.
“This is where I usually stay.”
“There’s even a bed…”
“Yes. It helps me recover fatigue quickly, so combat performance isn’t affected.”
The building was five stories tall—neither too high nor too low.
Its square layout provided ample opportunities to ambush intruders.
Best of all, it had an underground parking lot.
‘Parking lots are essential for “repairing” parts in this game. Getting one for free is like killing two birds with one stone.’
For Levi, who couldn’t even sew, having intact bedding for proper rest must’ve been a lifesaver.
“You managed to find a place like this, Levi.”
“…! Thank you for the praise.”
***
The CCTV I glimpsed earlier on the first floor didn’t seem to be in bad condition.
With a little repair and some ‘electricity,’ it could probably be used just fine.
And in <Doll of the Stars>, electricity was usually obtained through ‘the power of nature.’
‘Hydroelectricity… seems difficult in this early stage, so I guess it’ll have to be wind or solar power, right?’
This place was too good to just pass by.
Moreover, the genre of this world was apocalypse + souls-like + survival.
It wasn’t just about fighting—if I wanted to survive, I needed a ‘base’ where I could rest comfortably.
And I was just a human with clear limitations.
Roaming the world like the androids in the game, defeating grotesque creatures?
I’d probably die of old age before that even happened.
‘Even the original ending was open-ended, with the protagonist killing an object that had taken over one region… What could I, a mere human, even do?’
In the end, the most likely outcome was me living—and dying—in this overgrown urban jungle of Seoul.
Honestly, I wanted to make this place my base.
Levi’s discovery, this five-story ‘motel,’ had that much potential.
But for that, I needed Levi—the powerful android—to stay by my side indefinitely.
…Casually.
***
The androids that descended to Earth had one singular mission:
The complete annihilation of all grotesque lifeforms on the planet.
So most androids wandered endlessly, hunting creatures without settling down.
All for humanity’s sake.
For the future of a new humanity that would one day reclaim Earth—they swung their blades.
That was the setting of this world.
But Levi, while carrying out her mission, encountered me—a human she thought had gone extinct.
‘Was that why?’
‘Under the pretense of protecting humanity—her creators—she had stayed silently by my side.’
‘But how long would that last?’
Annihilate all grotesque lifeforms.
…That was her mission.
Protect humanity.
…That was her pretext.
‘Even as a veteran of this world’s lore, I couldn’t easily guess which would take priority for her. More than anything, I didn’t want to be alone again after being protected by an android.’
‘No, realistically—how the hell was a fragile man (with a big dick) supposed to survive alone in a world like this?’
‘Why were souls-like games fun?’
Because no matter how hard they were, there was always a way to overcome them.
Chasing that 1% possibility, achieving greatness—that’s why people became obsessed with souls-like games.
But look at my situation now.
Do you think I have even a 1% chance of survival here?
Just today, if Levi hadn’t been there, I’d have been turned into red kimchi—juicy, chewed up, and swallowed whole.
‘Ugh… Is there any way to keep her with me?’
‘How could I make sure Levi stayed by my side?’
I was lost in thought when—
***
Rustle, rustle.
“…Huh?”
For safety, Levi had started sharing the same motel room with me from today.
Of course, in an apocalypse, survival was the priority.
This wasn’t the time to be embarrassed or say things like, “This is my first time sleeping with a woman.”
That’s what I thought, but—
Plop.
“L-Levi?”
Even so, this was too much.
Suddenly, she stripped off her bodysuit completely.
Then, she walked over to where I was deep in thought and flopped face-down in front of me.
“Based on your appearance and skin tone, I’ve confirmed that you, Chanwoo, are of the ‘East Asian’ ethnicity… Am I correct?”
“Uh… Yeah, but?”
“Then I shall begin with an East Asian courtesy—the ‘dogesa.'”
Wait, since when was ‘dogesa’ an East Asian courtesy?
No, more importantly—this wasn’t just a normal dogesa.
Her perfectly round, bare ass was fully exposed in this naked dogesa.
By the time about a hundred question marks had popped up in my head—
“Chanwoo. The reason I’ve shown you this ‘courtesy’ is because I have a request for you, a human.”
“A request…?”
Levi rested her soft, bread-like breasts on her knees and looked up at me.
The request she made next was, in a way, as important as the raging hard-on in my lower half.
“Chanwoo, you are the first human observed since R.P.M’s activation. In other words, we androids have a ‘mission’ to protect you—a survivor—at all costs.”
“And so?”
“So, would you help me restore this building’s power? I need to send information about you via R.P.M, but honestly… the only talent I have is swinging a sword!”
Jiggle, jiggle.
Hmm…
Maybe it’s just me.
But judging by the way something shakes every time I look up, I think she has at least one more ‘talent.’