[Suitable Host Detected!]
[Binding Chaos Core with Host!]
"Wha-What is it?!" I exclaid as I heard voices in my head and a screen popped in front of .
I was shocked, suprised and even frightened when the chanical voice suddenly appeared with the weird screen which look like a pop up adds on so corn site but it don’t take a long while to calm myself down.
After all, who am I? A perverted otaku who has consud many cultured material available in this modern world, and it includes those webnovels with dual cultivation system too so I imdiately understood what was happening as I eagerly awaited what is going to happen.
My heart raced at probably twice faster than a normal from the excitent of getting System like those protagonist who gets ridiculously overpowered.
[Binding Successful!]
[Congratulations Host! You have beco the Master of ’The Ancient One System’!]
As I look at the new information with excitent, a sudden voice jolted out of my thoughts.
*HORN* *HORN*
"Oh yeah, I was crossing the road." I thought as I looking towards my right... or atleast I tried to look but alas, it was far too late as was slapped hard in the face by the never stopping Truck-kun.
*BAM*
"Ekk! Ahh!!" A shout escaped my mouth as I flied though the air before slamming hard on the ground.
"An accident happened!!" Soone shouted as others quickly followed.
"Soone quickly call an ambulance!!"
"Quick Quick!!"
Opening my eyes with difficult, I peeked what was happening as I saw the blurry images of many people recording with thier mobile phones in thier hands.
’I guess that it, huh.’ I asked myself. Just when I thought that I can also be a protagonist with a system, I go ahead and get myself killed. ’The only regret I will have is I will never be live I wanted.’ I thought as I sighed internally.
[The host is dead!!]
[Activating Secret Protocol:- Reverse Ti by one day!]
The sound of system rang in his mind but this ti, I wasn’t able to hear anything and was lost in my own thoughts as my whole life flashes in front of .
In a world where misfortune seed to be my only partner, I had been dealt a hand of tragedy from the very beginning.
As a child, I lost my parents when I was just ten years old, leaving orphaned and alone in a world that cared little for the unfortunate. Their untily demise cast a shadow over my young life, a darkness I could never escape.
But the tragedy did not end there. I grew up in the harsh confines of an orphanage, a place where I felt like a forgotten soul, unwanted and unloved.
The other children taunted , calling nas and reminding of my worthlessness. They found pleasure in my misery, and I was left with the scars of their cruelty, both physical and emotional.
School was no refuge from the tornt of my existence. I was a magnet for bullies, an easy target for their sadistic fun.
I endured their relentless tornt day after day, my self-esteem eroding with each insult and every physical blow.
I had no friends, no allies in the battle against my torntors. Loneliness beca my only companion.
As the years passed, my misery only deepened. I watched as my peers ford friendships, experienced the awkward joy of teenage romance, and moved forward in their lives.
But I remained stagnant, an outcast in a society that had no place for soone like . After finishing high school and passing the age of 18, the monetary help from the governnt stopped which forced to stop pursuing my dream of changing my life in University, all I could do was drop my studies and search for a job.
But my dreams were shattered one by one as I could never find a job, no matter how hard I tried. Employers looked at with disdain, dismissing as worthless and unemployable.
I beca a pariah in the eyes of society, a burden on the welfare system. I was everything that society deed worthless, talentless, and ugly, soone who can never fit in this world.
My appearance was marred by the cruel hand of fate, and my self-esteem eroded with each passing day.
I grew up with a sense of inadequacy that gnawed at my soul, a feeling that I was destined to be an outcast in a world that valued beauty and success above all else.
But I don’t give up, I continue finding a stable job all the while doing a ton of different works and part ti job to et my daily expenses but then ca the day when my dream of a stable life with a decent job was shattered.
The day where I was not only rejected in a job interview, but was also mocked for my appearance as I was shown how worthless I was.
That day, I lost any hope I have to be able to live a good life as I felt sothing broke inside of . Unable to find solace in the outside world and I did what I never thought I would do.
Seeling the house my parents left for , I turned inward, seeking refuge in the realm of ani, manga, and video gas.
I beca an otaku, imrsing myself in fictional worlds where I could escape the harsh reality that surrounded but deep down, I was envious of those protagonist in those stories who got everything they want without doing anything.
I too wanted to be like them, I too wanted a harem of beauties for myself, I too wanted to totally crush my enemy with overpowered abilities but I know all of that will be but a dream for as I wasn’t even able to step out if my room except to replenish my food stock or to buy new gas or manga.
My room beca my sanctuary and I transford into a NEET, shutting myself off from the world to cope with the overwhelming negative emotions that consud .
My days were a monotonous am, a being living in a life of isolation, self-loathing, and a desperate yearning for sothing more.
And so, here I am, a 21 year old single and virgin, thinking all this as I lay on the brink of death after that fateful encounter with Truck-kun, my life flashed before my eyes.
’Now that I think about it, there is nothing I received from this world except pain. Maybe, it will be better for leave this world with my death.’ I thought as I closed my eyes, as I accepts my death.
[It has been detected that host wishes to leave this world with his death.]
[Adjusting Security Protocol!]
[Prepare for Transmigration!!]
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