Here's the revised version with the system notifications in normal font:
BOOM! BOOM!
Screams echoed across the battlefield.
"Damn… I'm dead."
Cole, an orphan drafted into the war at 16, watched his demise as a grenade plummeted toward him from the sky. The world around him slowed, and the chaos of battle faded into a muffled haze. His life had been nothing but misery, and now, it was about to end in the most brutal way possible.
"Thanks for nothing, you pieces of shi—"
BOOM.
Cole's body exploded on the battlefield. No one noticed. The fighting continued, his death insignificant in the grand scale of war. As darkness swallowed his vision, a strange feeling crept over him.
But something unexpected happened next.
Cole's eyes slowly fluttered open.
"Didn't I… die?"
He was sure the grenade had landed directly on him. There was no way he survived. Blinking his eyes fully open, he realized he was alive. But there was a problem—he wasn't on the battlefield anymore.
"Where the hell am I now?"
He found himself on a snowy mountain. But something was wrong. He wasn't himself anymore. He was… a baby. A tiny, crying infant with black hair and eyes as dark as the abyss, alone in the piling snow. The vast mountain range around him was desolate, lifeless.
Not far from him, a figure hovered in the air, watching him. It was a woman—beautiful, pale-skinned, with flowing white hair and violet eyes that seemed to pierce the soul. A sinister aura oozed around her.
"I'll take him," she thought, intrigued by the strange power emanating from the infant. She could feel it. This boy had a potential greater than any she had seen, far beyond the so-called "geniuses" of the kingdom.
"To think a baby would carry that woman's legacy…"
System Notification: Welcome to Paradise
System: Asher Has Received the Destroying Paradise System.
"The hell?"
Cole—no, Asher—was in shock. He tried to move but found his tiny body unresponsive. The reality of the situation sank in.
"I'm… a baby again?"
The snow continued to pile up around him, yet he didn't feel cold. Asher stared blankly into the sky, his mind racing. His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden appearance of a system window.
Destroying Paradise System
Scanning Host Info...
Status:
Name: Asher $@#%!&
Error
Error
Rescanning...
Status:
Name: Asher
Age: 6 months
Bloodline: Absolute Demon God
Realm: None
Potential: Absolute
Attributes:
Strength: 10
Agility: 10
Mana: 10
Stamina: 10
Dexterity: 10
Skills:
Skill Locked
Skill Locked
Skill Locked
Inventory:
Empty
"What is this place? And what is 'Absolute Demon God Bloodline'?"
Before he could wrap his head around it, he spotted the pale woman descending toward him, her presence sending a chill down his spine. She reached out, her hand hovering above his head, whispering in a strange language. A faint glow emanated from her palm.
'Is she trying to kill me?'
Host does not need to worry.
The system's voice reassured him, but Asher wasn't convinced. The woman spoke again, and this time, a blinding light engulfed him. His consciousness faded into darkness.
"Tch..."
"Celestial Lock," the woman muttered, her voice laced with irritation. She had tried to seal the sinister power lurking within the child, but it resisted. It had to be the influence of that damned demon woman. Sighing, she invoked a higher-level sealing spell, one reserved for divine beings.
The glowing symbols swirling around the baby finally took hold, and the overwhelming aura vanished. The woman glanced at the small tag on his clothes.
"Asher, huh? No last name… but no matter. He will become my disciple."
Satisfied, she scooped the baby into her arms and vanished, reappearing in front of a massive mansion made of stone and wood, nestled deep in the snowy mountains. It seemed simple from the outside, but the house was far from ordinary. Reinforced with ancient runes, its walls radiated with dormant power.
"I need to get things ready for him," she said to herself, summoning her maid.
"Luna."
A stunning woman with horns, deep black like Asher's eyes, appeared. She was tall, with a curvaceous figure and striking violet eyes. Her maid's uniform, though traditional, did little to hide her sensual figure.
"Lady Velynn," Luna greeted, noticing the baby in her arms. "Oh… a child?"
"This is Asher, my new disciple. From today onward, you will be his caretaker. Clean him up and make sure he's fed."
Luna smiled and took the baby into her arms, pressing him gently against her chest. "Yes, my lady."
"I'll be in the training area," Velynn said, disappearing once more into thin air.
Luna looked down at Asher, who had dozed off in her arms. "You'll be just fine, little Ash."
Asher slowly woke from his slumber, his blurred vision clearing. What he saw made him freeze. He was nestled against a woman's chest—a beautiful woman with horns and dark, abyss-like eyes.
"What… the hell happened to me?"