The void. An icy cold invaded his body, as if the air itself had ceased to exist. There was no sound, no light. The entire world seed to have turned off in an instant. Then, suddenly, a strange sensation washed over him. A light breeze, almost familiar, brushed against his skin.
But...
A faint light, almost imperceptible, pierced the darkness. A whisper. Words he didn't quite understand, but they carried sothing surreal. He tried to concentrate, to grasp the essence of what was happening, but nothing was clear. His thoughts were tangled, as if drowned in a sea of fog.
[Genius System Activated.]
The text appeared in front of his eyes. He froze, stunned. A system? But not just any system... The Genius System?
Lassen shook his head as if trying to dispel the strange vision. His heart was still pounding in his chest, but he no longer felt his body, as if his senses had been disconnected. He tried to move, but his arms and legs remained frozen, suspended in so kind of void.
Then, suddenly, the scenery began to change. First blurry, then becoming clearer and clearer. He found himself suddenly in a room he knew well: his studio. The sa small apartnt he had rented, but sohow different. The light seed brighter, almost unreal, and every detail in the room appeared renewed, as if everything had been redefined by so external force.
Lassen slowly got up, his thoughts still foggy. He looked around, trying to understand what was happening. He felt the cold morning air seeping in through the open window, but no sound ca to break the silence. This silence... It felt strangely heavy, as if an invisible weight was pressing down on him.
Suddenly, a notification was heard.
[System ready for use.]
"Fuck, I'm not dreaming!!"
He was no stranger to systems; several novels he'd read before dying featured protagonists who had a system. But he never expected it to happen to him.
Not only was he not dead, but he had been resurrected, in a reality where he had just left the foster ho, with a system.
"Fuck, this is aweso!!"
He called the system in his mind.
Suddenly, an illusory screen appeared before his eyes with the words: Genius System.
The sa notification sound rang out.
[What can I do for you, host?]
"What exactly are you? What do you do?"
[The Genius System allows the host to do anything: invent revolutionary technologies, summon people, beco immortal...]
[In short, as long as the host wants sothing, the system can do anything.]
"Fuck, system, you're aweso, I love you!"
After calming down from his excitent, Lassen asked:
"System, open my interface."
[Interface]
[Na: Lassen Bassi]
Age: 18 years]
Lassen raised an eyebrow as he read. He'd read so many novels, but he had never seen an interface so simple.
"Wait, wait!! System, what the hell is this crappy interface?"
[The host doesn't need an interface for now.]
"How co?"
[The host's life is so insignificant that there's nothing to write.]
Lassen grimaced at this response.
"Fucking useless system."
[Would you like to talk about your "brilliant" career before? Oh, sorry, maybe it's a bit too early for that kind of conversation.]
Lassen sighed, frustrated, yet laughing inwardly. This system really had a particular sense of humor. Still, deep down, he couldn't help but think that this strange humor fit the situation. A bit of irony to lighten the mood.
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