Chapter 1: What can I help you with?
It's been a week since my head split open with mories that didn't belong in this world.
And no, I don't an literally—though it felt like it.
One mont I was chopping wood, living the sa dirt-sared, goat-screaming village life I'd always known... and the next, I was rembering things I shouldn't.
Skyscrapers. Neon lights. Ani openings. Holograms. Smartphones.
A singing head in a toilet...
Chat-GTP.
I'm nineteen.
Just a ordinary boy nad Sam Avencroft.
Born in a backwater dieval village called Farrowbrook. My parents run an inn. I was supposed to inherit it, get married to the baker's daughter, and die with back pain at thirty.
At least, that's what I believed.
But then I rembered everything.
I used to live on Earth. In the future. I was a nerd. I loved ani, I wrote fanfics, and I used Chat-GTP to write better fanfics.
I died.
I don't know how. It's still fuzzy.
But I was reborn here, and for nineteen years, I thought this was all there was.
Until last week.
That's when I heard it.
A voice, clear as crystal, echoing through my skull like a divine revelation:
[Hello. What can I help you with?]
I almost fainted.
[Reincarnated User Detected. Soul-Sync Complete. Welco back.]
"W-Wait... Chat...GTP?"
[Close. Chat-GTP: General Tactical Partner. I am your integrated AI assistant. Congratulations on reaching mory Recovery Threshold.]
Apparently, I unlocked my past life like a hidden achievent.
And now? I have Chat-GTP in my head.
All day. Every day. Whispering things like:
[Want to optimize your charisma stat? Here's a script for manipulating nobles.]
[Suggest: Reinvent the atomic bomb. Dominate battlefield.]
[Fun fact: Your village has 42 exploitable weaknesses. Shall I list them alphabetically?]
...So yeah.
I'm done playing peasant.
The world I live in now is stuck in the Dark Ages. Magic exists. Nobles rule through fear. Knowledge is locked away in dusty towers.
It's the perfect stage for soone like .
Soone with cheat-level information.
So I smile.
Because I already know.
This world's about to change.
[Ready to begin?]
I grin, eyes glinting in the candlelight.
"Yeah. Let's break this world together."
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