"So, you're here to make me a Dark Lord?"
'No. I am here to start you on the path to become a Dark Lord, with the end goal of Dark King. The one who stands over all Dark Lords.'
"This sounds too good to be true, but since I was revived into this body... I think believing you is easier."
'Thank you, my lord. Now please familiarize yourself with the system mainframe. I have a storage panel, equipment, statistics, skills, tasks, and a store. Your storage is too small to hold anything more than your money at the moment, and the store is unavailable for a level one Lord. Forgive me.'
"Don't worry about it. For now, I want to find some shelter. I'm exhausted."
'One moment, my lord.'
I stared at the screen for a few seconds before I saw it begin to pulse. Almost like a heartbeat. I opened my mouth to speak, but in an instant if was wracked with pain.
"Th-the hell are you doing to me?!"
I fell to my knees as I watched screen continue to pulse.
'3'
"Are you trying to kill me?"
'2'
I stared in bewilderment as my body lay on the cool, damp earth.
'1... assimilation complete.'
The pain vanished, and I slowly got back to my feet.
'Forgive me, I had to focus myself while doing that. You were incredibly frail and sickly. Please, take a look now.'
A moment later the screen flashed and showed what I believe was the statistics page.
Name: Xero (Syrus Wick)
Age: 20
Level: 1
Class: Dark Lord
Race: Dark Elf
I scanner it slowly, all of the information was pretty accurate, but a full body picture off to the side had me alarmed.
"The hell? That isn't me! Well, not Xero. I know that there were blood red eyes and long white hair, but the skin tone? I checked many times. He was tanned... Wasn't he?"
'Xero is a special case. He was inflicted with albinism, so what you saw was a heavy layer of dirt and mud he applied to himself. Even if male, an albino Dark Elf would sell for quite the profit.'
I looked down at my hands. Indeed they were a pale white now. Almost ghostly, but...
"My vision? Albinism tends to come with some vision drawbacks."
'Asimilation. I cured any and all defects, as well as healed injuries and supplied the necessary nutrients to grow your body back to its correct state.'
The picture of Xero seemed to have come straight from manga. He was fairly good looking. Slightly feminine, but definitely a male. He wasn't bulky or fragile. I could easily see him holding his own in a fight with a protagonist. Or enjoying the high life with a beautiful harem.
'My lord, as of now, you haven't proceeded very deep into this forest. I would like you to explore and test your body. Afterwards, I will prepare your next task. Perhaps you may even level up while you have fun.'
"My storage and equipment are empty right now, right?"
'Of course.'
I continued to talk to the DLS as I sped my way through the forest. I felt very light and agile. It was amazing, almost like a roller coaster on your own feet.
"How about my skills?"
The skills panel lit up in front of me.
'No skills curently.'
'Spells'
-Novice Fire, Level 1
'Passive'
-Blood of the Dark Elf, Mastered
--Immunity against poison, and resistance to magic. Higher resistance towards fire and dark.
-Weapon Mastery, Mastered
--With the help of the DLS, you can become instantly proficient with any weapon. Training to truly wield said weapon is another story.
"So you've made it easier for me to protect myself. Thank you. It's truly appreciated."
I gave a small bow towards the screen.
'Think nothing of it, my lord. It is just a small gift to ensure our mutual survival.'