*BAM!* our cute mc crashed, directly into the world.

"stupid annoying bothersome people!" our dear mc pouted.

"what do you think your doing getting rid of me like that? i have never done anything wrong at all!" he couldn't help but complain "you are so lucky i ate a system at one point of my life or i would actually die! can you imagine that? how horrible of a crime such a thing be? me? dieing?" his cute voice made those words much more pleasant on the ear, and he seem to ignore the fact they actually DID try to kill him. our mc looked at his body, frowning, he was dirty and hurt, cut to pieces and with his bones showing. though his cuteness somehow still stayed uncontested- it was bizarre, like trying to cut up a doll.

"it seem cheating death which sacrifice most of my powers, followed by hitting a planet core would really weaken a soul..." our mc murmured to himself, troubled "who knew?" he shrugged, brushing it off, again glad he ate that system.

'not edible' they said. well, they also said he was a monster, which automatically makes them morons. let's ignore the clear ticking you can hear with his now scrapped body, and that you can see bones poking out of his body which are abnormally sharp. he is no monster~ he's adorable! cute! lovable! just look at his face!

he sighed, preparing himself for the one function of the system he 'digested' off the piece he ate up. his soul began to flash before detecting an appropriate host, a suitable body for himself to inhabit. his soul followed the programed directory to take over the body, the body current soul easily expelled, leaving behind a set of rules he would need to follow in order to take over, something about 'unfinished business'. he attached himself to the body and then, the magic happens... or was supposed to.

*BOOM* the body our mc had occupied was destroyed, his own soul too powerful to be contained in such a weak vessel, even in his weakened, shattered, fractured state. our mc whined, unleashing his power, causing the sound of ticking to get louder in the room, enveloping it.

a freaky image appeared in the center of the room, as the pieces of flesh and blood disappeared bit by bit until all were gone, only to be replaced by the body of our mc, weak and unharmed.

before our mc even got to sigh in relief he could feel his body being rejected by the world who seem to try and eject him. he tried his hardest not to pout and complain to the world for trying to get rid of a treasure like him, instead saying three words "i'm Kei Yuuma" this was the name of the body he tried to take over. his voice sounded sing-along and illusory as he said so , and as he did, his eyes flashed, alongside many others. he wasn't the only one, anyone, including the world, from now on would think he is Kei Yuuma and that the way he looked now is how he has always been. as if affirming him for being so, the memories of Kei rushed to his brain, and the bothersome criterias once again appeared, threatening to banish him from this world again were he to fail.

a beautiful boy, way too cute for this reality, did not even bother to read through the plot, dropping 'back' into 'his' bed, going back to sleep. he has been through too much today, he would deal with the rest tomorrow