In a dimly lit room, the only source of light ca from the fluttering curtain that swayed by each breath the wind brought. Soma was on the floor doing so workout push-ups to finish the quota he had been given in the morning.
With each strength he exerted, his hands and chest tissues ripped apart, and the progress kept getting heavier each ti he was done a rep. A glittering white mist falls from his chin, wetting the floor because of the sweat his body exerted. However tired as he was, his breathing kept his rhythm, keeping his determination and focus.
As ti passed, he finally managed to do one last stroke and reach his final goal.
"..Hundred".
[Push-up progress 100X cleared]
[All stats raised 1]
As the number he longed for achieved. His hands that hold the gravity up lose their strength and drop his straight body down to the floor. The rugged and cold floor cooled his hot body, which was on fire for the intense workout he did a mont ago. This also happened because Soma had just recently woken up from his long week's sleep.
"That was hard".
Soma, who had a hard ti catching so air, turned around and faced the ceiling, then he sucked a considerable amount of oxygen into his lungs to calm his racing heart. Ti passed, and the pores in his body closed, stopping to exert sweat. He raised his body and stood up from where he was.
Approaching the corner of the room, he stood in front of the window, then slid one of its fra glasses to let the chilly night cool his body and bring in fresh air to fade in the sll of sweat.
Enjoying the chilly wind that struck his body, Soma closed his eyes as his mind began to wander, and his mories brought him back toward that place where he got sternly reprimanded by Martial Saint. This was a good change for him as he had never had a relaxing ti since coming to this world. It's ti for him to look toward himself properly.
Soma also wondered what was happening within him. He covered his mouth and began to think of multiple possibilities as he recalled every experience he faced since coming to this world.
Transmigrated, saving the spouse, Fighting the demon, clash of mories between two people, eting Hina, Dungeon, and the determination to go to the trial gate that almost reap his life. He began to wonder where the hell his determination and bravery ca from.
Is it from the fact that he saved the spouse? Or save Hina? To survive? To get stronger? Was he addicted to the system? As he subrged deeper toward his being, deep down, he finally realized that all of the things he had in mind were unrelated.
All of that was a form of lie or a form of running away from the truth that got hidden beneath the disguise of sothing controlling him.
The thing that constantly pushes him to move forward, twisting his belief from the truth, is.
"...ntal Enhancent".
[ntal Enhancent Skill is shaken]
Soma opened his eyes wide, seeing the translucent window in front of him. It seems his guess was spot on. His heart began to throb as an intense, uneasy feeling plagued his mind.
[ntal Enhancent 7 activated]
As the emotionless voice reverberated inside his brain, his cloudy heart vanished, replaced by a clear sky that chased away the dark cloud that dulled his mind. Soma's heart has been cleared, but the air surrounding him turns tense. Unconsciously, he clenched his fist, leaving a red trace on his palm, inside the quiet, dimly lit room where the lone boy just managed to understand the trouble he had.
He turns his gaze and watches his figure reflecting on the glass of the window beside him. Soma closed his eyes and inhaled a large amount of oxygen before spitting it out slowly.
".. Deactivated ntal enhancent skill".
[Warning: the user's psychological is in a critical state]
[The release of the skill will affect the user's ntal health]
[Do you want to proceed?]
[Yes or No]
"...Yes".
As soon as Soma says his pieces. His mind began to turn dark. His body lost its strength and flopped on the floor. The vibrant color that entered his eyes disappeared as the world turned bleak, devoid of color, like his eyes. There is an emptiness inside gnawing at his heart, Isolating his soul. The will to live vanished into oblivion, replaced by numbness and resignation.
[The user's ntal was in a critical state]
[ntal Enhancent 7 activated]
The bleak color that entered his sight faded, replaced by a vibrant world plastered with color, giving it rather lively vibes. His dark mind cleared, and the will of life began to erge from himself, burying deep the emptiness he felt a mont ago. Soma's body shuddered, for he experienced himself the actual state he was in.
He rembers when he ca to this world for the first ti, sitting on top of that cold, hard floor. His mind was in the pit of downfall. But to think it was to this extent, he is genuinely frightened.
A ting of notification from the phone echoed inside the silent space where Soma resides. He glanced at his phone that was being charged on top of the small drawer beside the bed.
He raised his body to stand up, and with a light step, Soma approached his phone and then picked it up, looking toward the display that made his eyes bloated in rage.
".This bastard".
{You receive one new Mail from Side_Author}
[ntal enhancent 7 activated]
The raging volcano that was ready to erupt in his mind settled down, and the boiling blood in his nerves cooled down as the emotionless voice echoed in his brain.
"..Again, calm down".
Soma took a deep breath before he tapped the mail in his phone and read the content of the ssage from the person who wrote this world and transferred him here.
{..Greetings, my dear loyal reader, Soma. How have you been? I hope you had a great ti in the world I created. Ah, I saw you already t with your favorite heroine, congratulations(Claps)..}
Reading only the first paragraph was enough for Soma's suppressed rage to erge again outside, ready to burst apart. But he managed to hold on and keep reading the content.
The Author sent another ssage as if he could read his thoughts.
{..Calm down, okay? It's been a while since we talked, right? This ti, the conversation will get heavy, So open your ears and etch this in your brain. Please listen carefully. The thing I want to tell you is..}
The tone of the writing changed as Soma also stiffened his body, curious about the tal the author ntions. The mail was so short, trying to pique his curiosity.
{..Actually...}
The ticking sound from the clock echoed inside the small space like a ticking bomb that raised the tension in the room. Soma gulps his saliva as he waits for the next mail the Author will send Him. His fingertips trembled as his body turned cold from nervousness.
{...There are so minor changes to the story from the one I wrote. So please deal with it calmly when that ti cos, okay…}
Soma knitted his brows as he already knew that after hearing the story from Hina that night. Two emails simultaneously got sent to his phone, prolonging the Author's words.
{...Then the next thing is. Soma, you are right about your speculation. I admit it. I directly intervene with your being...}
"What?!".
{...But this was because I was doing it for your sake, Soma. At that ti, you almost lose hope, so I created so skill and twisted your belief, giving you the power to keep moving on…}
"Bastard".
As the Author ntions, for his sake. Soma nearly threw away his phone but managed to keep it in his hands with a frown etched on his face. When he thinks about it again, the Author's words also have so truth within.
{...It is true. It is up to you if you want to believe or not. You are my loyal reader who keeps reading the novel I wrote all those years. As an Author, I am delighted, and I want to help you in any way who are in distress…}
"..Enough with this crap".
{...I am heartfelt with my every word. I hope you will find your happiness in the world I created. I promise I will never intervene in your life again from this ti. Your life is your own. So, Soma, this is the last ti I will ssage you. Be well, and please see the ending of the story I wrote…}
The display on his phone shook before the mail from the author was deleting itself without Soma doing anything. His phone was bugged as every word that the Author sent to him was disappearing one at a ti. Then it spread in the inbox, deleting the other ssage the Author sent when Soma was transmigrated to this world.
[As my last parting gift. I will give you another protection]
[Unique Skill Adapt proficiency up]
[Unique Skill Adapt change into Extra Skill Adapt]
[Skill ntal enhancent change into Extra Skill Puppeteer]
[At that ti, I was the one in control. Now you are the one who was in control of your story]
"Tch, What the hell!!".
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