Continuation of past life
"Oooh, The heroes are here!!!…"
A voice full of admiration and awe brought me back to my senses.
As I settled down, what filled my view was a bunch of thicc women wearing robes, looking in my direction with dumbfounded expressions.
"What?"
Following the robed women's line of sight, I found nineteen others who also seemed to have trouble grasping the situation.
I inclined my head as I thought: What on earth happened?
I restlessly checked my surroundings, and all that I found were brick walls in every direction.
So this place was made out of bricks? I didn't recall seeing anything like this place before. It certainly couldn't be the library.
Below me, there was an altar and various geometric patterns that were painted with fluorescent green paint. It soon faded as the pattern fluttered and flashed away
They resembled what magic circles or alchemic formulas may look like in a fantasy setting. It was that sort of vibe which they gave off.
And on top of the altar stood all twenty of us.
Back then I didn't truly understand what was going on because first of all, I could not open the status window. I didn't have my inventory either. Five years ago, I still had yet to be Awakened. I was just someone stronger than a normal untrained human and that was about it.
"Where is this place?"
A guy with the sword gave into his anxiety and asked one of the robed men to say something.
"Ooh, Please brave heroes! Please somehow save this world!"
Suddenly a pink-haired figure popped out of nowhere
"Many things happened, and due to our justified motive which is driven by certain circumstances, we were able to summon you, brave Heroes, through an ancient spell."
"Summoned?" One of the other braves asked.
Mhmm. That's the word, isn't it? The chance of a shocking revelation during this situation was oddly high. But for now, we'll keep listening to their story to see what they had to offer.
"Dear Braves, am Priestess Maya. This world is currently facing a global state of crisis. Brave Ones, please lend us your might."
The Sexy priestess bowed deeply to us while saying so.
"Well… This is a bit sudden–"
"What a pain."
"Is that so?"
"Can I just go back to my old world? I already heard this kind of story before."
Soon piles of insults were hurled at the priestess and as tempted as I was to join in on the crowd, I remained silent.
Looking at the smirking bastards, I calmed myself down while further assessing the situation.
After planning my course of action, I gave them a half-smile.
The tension in the room was rising to a delicate level as time passed.
Aren't you jerks actually happy?
Well isn't this a cherished, world-leaping dream come true here…
Your attitudes are pretty cliché, huh? But dudes, this is the part where you need to hear them out.
"Aren't you people guilty over summoning us without our consent?"
A fat bastard with a huge ass belly, who looked like a middle-aged man, pointed his 'sword' at the Priestess.
"For instance, we won't just fight for world peace and then return to our old world empty-handed, right?" The guy with the yee-yee ass glasses scowled towards the priestess women's direction.
"You guys don't seem to take much consideration into our own plans, do you? Depending on what you have to offer, we might end up becoming this world's enemy instead, got it?"
So that's what was up. They were demanding tribute after confirming their social standings.
These guys are quite macho, I felt like I've lost in a very meaningful department.
"Well first, I'd like you all to have an audience with the king. We can discuss your reward then." I spoke, simply choosing to ignore the distasteful conversation.
"Well... Sure. Please, follow me." The priestess spoke, hesitation written across her face. Immediately a shrill ran up my spine as a sense of forbearing warned me to back off. And I did so, watching 8 men die instantly under a bloody figure.
"OIII. This is why I told you we were better off fighting this war off on our own. How in Exodus' name do we train these waste mutts to fight off demons our forefathers couldn't. If only my brother hadn't turned into such a pussy." The Loud man spoke vigorously. His voice shook the entire lobby, causing an earthquake just by pure 'vocal' forces.
"This is Sir Bart Bahrain, General of the Royal Knights and my uncle, brother to king Karna Bahrain, my father." Grand Priestess Maya Bahrain or was it Princess Bahrain? spoke out with pride coursing through her melodious and soothing voice.
Figuring out this was my time to make a solid impression, I hurriedly kneed ahead of the general and shouted "I am Marcus Maurader Sir!! I am looking forward to being under your training sir!".
Back then I had no clue whatsoever regarding what damages it would cause in my life. But looking back into my past, The two looming choices were glowing, as not even a second hadn't passed since my arrival in the past.
Looking back at the system message, hadn't it changed now?.
[System detects something...Chance at mischief detected.]
[You triggered the Diabolical system, please make a decision:]
[Option one: Interact with the portal in front of you; Choose the Heretic Title]
[Reward: *Mythic Title: The Heretic(-90 favourability; 60% stat reduction in the beginning; All negative statuses set on user last till the end of nihility; Unable to wield items; Item proficiency is unavailable; 90% reduction in mana cost; Cursed with the blessings of the death goddess Hel. Total stats reduction.+0.25% stat growth with each heinous act committed.]
[Option two: Interact with the portal in front of you; Choose the Outworlder Brave Title]
[Reward: *Mythic Title: The Outworlder Brave(+30 favourability with all the believers of Exodus, god of Divinity, family, and fate; 50% increase in all stat growth; All negative statuses have a weaker impact on user till the end of nihility; 75% increase in the effectiveness of items; 50% reduction in mana cost); +0.01% stat growth with each heroic act committed.]
It would show that the diabolical system is probably similar to a virus that latched onto me, a host. As for why me, I don't know.
But what I do know is it's supposed to help me if I do malicious acts I do get an extra bonus, and that Big Breasted bitch is unable to change my mind this time around, well that's a score.
"What in the actual Fuc... Never mind, Let's choose option one this time, shall we?."