"System? What's…that?" A Master Mage muttered, gasping for breath as he took out a potion, groaning in exhaustion upon seeing that it was broken, its contents empty. He coughed out blood, staring at the gaping wound on his stomach that seemed impossible to cure without the help of a potion.
"I'm an entity that goes against the established system. Hence, I'm the System." A voice resounded in his ear as a set of words flashed before his eyes, visible only to him.
"Can you…save me then?" The Master Mage muttered, noticing that his eyelids felt heavy now as he was gradually losing consciousness, "If you're not something my delirious mind conjured, then save me from this situation."
"As you say…Host." The voice resounded as immediately, the mana of a Birdmen Doctor flowed into his body, causing his wounds to heal gradually.
