God was watching the earth and doing their normal activities; they would turn the storms, lava eruptions, and typhoons on and off. Furthermore, whenever a baby was born they would see a list of attributes, things like "intelligence", "raw power", and "mory".
It wasn't always like that, but ever since humans invented the idea of stat distributions in their video gas, God had to admit it was a much better way to display the whole concept. Instead of giving vague descriptions about how the new baby should be, now they could just set a random number of stat points according to their mood and then distribute them between the stats.
This quantified thod was much more convenient. For example, their favorite singer just released a new song, and it was pretty neat. At the sa ti, also a really beautiful cheetah gave birth successfully. Overall, God was in a great mood, so they decided to assign 300 points to the next baby born, double the usual amount.
God gave that baby plenty of charm points, making him beautiful and charming. He even added good-voice stats in honor of the new song. He was just as generous with intelligence and grace. Overall, the baby would be a very successful human when he grows as long as his parents provided him with good education and opportunities.
Although it might sound troubleso, it wasn't really. God was omnipresent and omniscient, so even if hundreds of babies would be born at the sa ti, God didn't really have a problem distributing stats to all of them.
He decided to watch again one of his favorite humans. It was a young girl nad Elsa, 18 years old, who was as pure as an angel. She was kind to everyone around her, she never got angry, and she always showed a smile to the people who approached her.
To God's dread, one of her girl friends was being naughty. She told Elsa about the functionality of her private parts, and how she should touch them while watching so questionable videos.
God was watching anxiously the scene and felt their heart shatter when the friend opened an especially obscene video. When Elsa sent her hand downwards, God couldn't take it anymore.
"No, no! She was so pure, why did this stupid girl have to corrupt her mind too?"
Without noticing their own action, God was just giving attributes to a newborn randomly, spending all of the attribute points on a single stat – mory.
"Oh, no! That baby was sent to the world with poor health, power, intelligence, and charm! Everything was low except for his mory!"
God watched the new baby and forgot all about Elsa. After all, most n and won engaged in those activities and it was their own business.
The newborn was nad Ken, and he was born into a good family. At first, nobody noticed anything wrong. But slowly the problems erged to the surface. The baby was stupid, to say the least. He was weak and ugly. He grew up to be a sickly boy who took a long ti to understand anything.
However, he had one special feature; his mory was completely perfect. He was diagnosed with Hyperthysia, eidetic mory, and Savant Syndro. He was regarded as a mnemonist as well.
Basically, he had all types of perfect mory. He was doing great at school in studies that required only mory as Languages, History, and Literature. But he was doing horribly in Math and things that required understanding.
His family wasn't impressed. They just paid for his tuition but never asked him anything or intervened in his life. He went through bullying and abuse for his ugliness and stupidity, and he rembered everything as if it had all happened a mont ago because of his mory. Even his mory turned into a curse.
"I ssed up with this one. unfortunately, I made the rule not to change stats after distributing them and swore to keep it after I made a ss by changing my mind a few tis and causing a war a few centuries ago. I will make it up for him after his death."
Ken grew up and made a friend in school. In fact, that was the first and last ti he'd ever made a friend. His friend, Leo, was extrely smart, but due to his poor emotional intelligence, he couldn't make friends either. Thus, the two made a great pair of friends.
"He doesn't have much ti left. His health deteriorates every day, and even his great mory is a weakness; with so much mory his brain will eventually collapse."
God would give a quick look to make sure everything was ok and then go back right after to watch their favorite series or play so video gas. They had to give it to the humanity of the modern age; the culture was great, and the entertainnt was endless. There was so madness out there, but overall, it was far better than before.
One day, when Ken was 19 years old, his brain went through a stroke. He collapsed and died on the spot.
"Let's grant him a wish for his next life."
God decided on proper compensation and summoned Ken's soul to him instead of letting it dissipate like normal.
"Hello Ken, I decided to grant you one wish for your next life, what would it be? I can send you to a world of magic with a system, or a cultivation world with a grandpa in a ring to guide you in your journey to eternity."
God suggested a few options they liked from ani and novels they consud. God knew Ken's intelligence was low and might not know what was best for him, so he decided to offer a few good options.
"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow to perceive and thoroughly understand to the fullest everything I see, even if I see it only superficially and only once, including strong points, weak points, and how to overco them."
God taphorically gaped at the request.
"Are you sure? A system would allow you to advance easily. How about having both a grandpa and a system?"
That request was way too much!
"I'm sure."
"Ok, then I will just increase your intelligence to a few tis above the average."
"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow to perceive and thoroughly understand to the fullest everything I see, even if I see it only superficially and only once, including strong points, weak points, and how to overco them."
"Oh wait, you know what could be a great wish?"
"I wish to have the highest intelligence possible, an intelligence that would allow to perceive and thoroughly understand to the fullest everything I see, even if I see it only superficially and only once, including strong points, weak points, and how to overco them."
"Don't just repeat-"
"I wish to have the highest-"
"FINE!"
Ken just repeated the sa words, and God was obliged to fulfill them.
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