When Damian awoke this morning, The last thing he expected was truck Kun, unfortunately sometimes Life doesn't work out the way you want.
As a 24-year-old college dropout living in his parent's basement whose only hobbies consisted of going to the gym and reading Light novels, Life not working out is sort of what you would expect. He'd never been able to accomplish anything, Never finished anything he had started, his whole Life consisted of a series of failed endeavors, You could even say that when the going got tough, he just got going.
The one thing he'd never given up on was the gym; unfortunately for him, although he'd been training consistently for four years, he seemed to be unable to reach his goals. Forget about anything like relationships living in his parents' house was pretty much suicide to any kind of social Life with the opposite sex. So when he went out on his daily morning run, expecting to come back home, browse YouTube, Jack off and maybe read a light novel, only to be instead splattered across the concrete by an ice cream truck. You could say it was just God's way of saying enough of this waste of time-space and air.
The impact had happened so quickly, the next thing he knew, he found himself on the pavement unable to move his body.
So that's it I guess he tough, If he was on twitch chat right now he'd probably say, imagine dying a Virgin KEKW. That's the kind of Life he lived, and with that has his last thought on this earth, his eyes closed, and the darkness took him.
Fortunately, it appeared as if he couldn't even stick to dying, only a few moments later, his eyes opened once more, and he found himself surrounded by a strange habitat. He was laying in a bed of what appeared to be straw; His whole body ached something fierce, lungs burning with ungodly fire, lips dry and cracked, throat so sore it felt as if he was swallowing needles with every breath, even his eyes were sensitive to the dim candlelight flickering with what appeared to be a draft coming from a hole in the ceiling of this rickety Hut it seemed.
Ding: Welcome to one stat system please select your stat:
Strength
Vitality
Endurance
Agility
Speed
Intelligence
Charisma
Luck
Wisdom
Dexterity
??? You've got to be ******* kidding me this can't be happening.
The feeling of happiness rushed to his body he couldn't ******* believe it, from what he could see this was no longer his body, first of all, his hands were white, and he had been black so although he couldn't see his face he was pretty confident this wasn't it.
RNGesus praise his luck; he had been reincarnated with a system. He couldn't remember the number of times he wished for this to happen while reading his favorite stories, hoping that you could somehow rectify his shit life with an OP system.
Finally, it happened, and it was by Truck Kun of all things if he didn't ******* become the main character of whatever shitty universe he was in now, he was indeed a waste of time-space and air.
But wait, what did this ******* mean, was he only going to be allowed one stat, or was the system going to be tailored toward that one stat while he could still upgrade the other ones.
A system with only one stat, although it was better, then no system at all was still kind of shit, no?
I guess I'll be a strength maxing moron then.
Just as he was about to make a selection, a hacking cough ran through his whole body, making him shake with the force of it, phlegm and blood flew from his mouth, his whole body hunched over. This continued for nearly two full minutes before it stopped. His head now rested between his legs, his whole body hunched over like a pretzel, forehead pressing into the dusty blanket covered in his blood and spit. Sharp pain running along his back in the legs from the exertion it appeared his body had just gone through. He tried sitting up, but any sort of strain made dark spots appear in his vision. Curling his head in, He saw his ribs visible behind a thin layer of pale skin, a testament to how skinny and unhealthy this body was. **** I've just been reincarnated is this body seriously dying. I just got here, I mean aren't I supposed to be healed by some kind of divine Providence or something. There was only one thing to do.
I choose vitality.
Ding system initializing ...
10 Free stat point for allocation, open stat panel by saying status to distribute.
HURRY STATUS.
I felt as if my body was seconds away from dying, the faster I could distribute these stat points, the faster I hoped I could heal myself.
Current Host Status:
Damian
Race: Human
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Level: 1
Vitality : 0
Health regen : 0
Health : 0.00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001
SP: 10
Are you kidding me, why even ask me if I want to distribute stats if there is only one option? Whoever made this system is genuinely laughing at people; whatever I don't have time, my current vitality is literally 0, and I barely have any health. Distribute all points to vitality I shout in my mind.
Ding: Are you sure you wish to make this distribution?
Mother ****** YES YES.
Ding: Distributing now.
Incredible pain wracked my body at this moment as if it wasn't enough that I was raging inside my mind, Whoever thought it was a good idea to not just simply distribute the stats automatically since there was only one anyways was a troll. They also decided that distributing points would be the most painful thing apparently since I could hear every bone in my body pop, my eardrums depressurizing, after a little while I lost my visions as well. It felt as if a 1000 snakes were wriggling under my skin, rearranging my organs, breaking and reforming everyone of my bones. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, it stopped.
My vision came back to me, and there was no more pain, Not from the transformation or from my sickly body, which by the looks of it was now wholly average, just a skinny fat guy with not a single ounce of muscle definition on him. However, even with how miserable I looked, I still prefer this a million times over the state I had been in before this.
Current Host Status:
Damian
Race: Human
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Level: 1
Vitality: 10
Health regen : 0.0000004/s (0.1 health every 3 days)
Health: 10
SP : 0
Much better, I don't know how my health would compare To an ordinary human, But at least I had something now.
Time to figure out where I am.