Have you ever been so hungry your stomach growled like an angry beast, your head ached, and everything around you started to blur? The kind of hunger that makes you wonder if you should try eating a fat squirrel? Now imagine that feeling, but ten times worse, and you're stuck in a medieval market filled with amazing smells and delicious-looking food—none of which you can have. That's exactly where Yuki was. Her stomach was raging, and she couldn't do anything about it.
The market was alive with colors and smells. Bright red banners flapped in the breeze, advertising everything from magic potions to farming tools. Stalls were packed with fresh cherries, golden oranges that smelled citrusy, and strings of spicy sausages hanging like treasure. The air was filled with the smell of baking bread, earthy vegetables, and roasting meat. For Yuki, it was absolute torture.
To make things worse, her UI—a high-tech system that managed her inventory—was broken. Instead of showing her items, a giant red error message blinked: "MAINTENANCE MODE." It was as if the system itself was mocking her, leaving her surrounded by food but unable to do anything about it.
"Really? Now?" Yuki muttered, trying to keep it together despite her empty stomach. She turned to an invisible audience, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You think I didn't bring snacks? What do I look like, a rookie?" She waved her arms dramatically, like she was yelling at some game developer in the sky.
She started a playful rant, imitating an anime hero giving a heartfelt speech. "Of course I brought snacks! I'm not an idiot! But my inventory's on strike. Error Code: Starve IRL. It's like the end of the world, except instead of zombies, it's just me starving. Tragic, right?"
Her audience—her imaginary "chat"—flooded her with unhelpful ideas like, "Bring snacks!" or "Buy food!" Yuki groaned. "Yeah, thanks, chat, but my inventory's locked. And no, I'm not asking some random guy to cook for me. What do I look like? A medieval Karen? 'Excuse me, can you grill this for me?' That's how you end up as the star of 'Fantasy Fails!'"
Yuki sighed dramatically, slumping her shoulders. "Adventurer life isn't all shiny armor and epic quests," she said with a tired smile. "It's hunger, awkward moments, and constant fear of food poisoning. Moral of the story? Snacks are lifesavers. Every. Single. Time. Don't be like me—always bring snacks."
Determined to keep going, Yuki dived back into the crowded market, her stomach growling louder than ever. You couldn't help but feel bad for her as she wandered through the chaos, a victim of her own broken UI and an empty belly.