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Chapter 2 - Choosing a system

Ron opened his eyes; at least, That's how he would describe the feeling, just a bit vaguer. It's as if he didn't have any eyes to open; it's like he just gained vision because he wanted it to. Seeing might be a bit inaccurate; it was more appropriate to say he felt and sensed things, and what he felt and sensed creeped him out. He was surrounded in darkness, A cold and distant feeling which at the same time was annoyingly close as if it was creeping up on him. Yet when it was about to swallow him whole, something he could only describe as a comfortable warmth embraced him. If he had a body, he would probably sit down and enjoy a mental breakdown, yet he was unable to. Even if he could have it without the body, he just felt strangely at peace, As if nothing really mattered.

' So... What now? '

To his surprise, his simple thought actually got him an answer. It wasn't like someone talked to him; it was more like a foreign entity was thinking within his head and communicating with him that way. No words were spoken; he could just simply hear what he said, Or more accurately, Feel it within his head.

[System configuration ready, Select system: Demon Lord system - Hero system - Cultivator system - Harem lord system - Lust system- ...]

The list continued on, He couldn't see it, but he could sense it as if it appeared before him.

[Select one of the 777 available options]

Ron simply wasn't entirely sure what to think yet.

'Maybe I've read to many novels before hitting my head.....;

[System Error, Connection unstable... Failed... Synchronizing.....]

'The fuck is goi'

Ron couldn't even finish his thoughts before everything went black, which was quickly followed by blurry vision and a severe headache. He could feel himself being dragged away from what appeared to be a pile of corpses. He could vaguely hear someone say something about someone being alive, after which he regained some of his vision. What he could see thru his blurry and blood-covered eyes was very limited, but he could vaguely see someone armed touching his wound. They looked soldier-like, but Ron, not in a clear mindset and receiving a sudden jolt of intense pain and panic as the previous events and memories flooded his mind, simply went for the gun. The pistol-like object he was carrying on the side, Yet before he could even try to pull it out, he was firmly kicked in the face, and everything went dark once again.

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