Earth, Year 2024
In a Hospital a young adult. The man was Sreet Shresth. He was one of the many average people in the world. Nothing remarkable happened in his 21-year virgin life.
He had lived a sad life. Born in 2003, his parents left him on the stairs of an orphanage. He wasn't the result of careful family planning; more like the universe's way of saying, 'Surprise, here's a guy!'. He spent his childhood without the warmth of his parents. He became detached and spent his time in the company of books. He had grown a love for Fantasy novels and comics.
He graduated from a software engineering program at a university that is considered to be of lower tier and less well-known but he failed to secure a job and worked as a waiter until he landed a position at a newly established technology firm at the age of 20.
That was when the news hit him that he had been diagnosed with an incurable Chronic disease and had only 6 years to live.
In a small, quiet apartment, Sreet sat alone, facing the reality of a limited time left. With no loved ones to share his remaining days, he pondered how to make the most of his dwindling resources. Sreet allocated funds for a personal library. He surrounded himself with books, immersing in the worlds crafted by various authors, finding companionship in the characters on the pages.
Sreet lying on the bed felt his body slowly turning cold. Sreet knew that his death had come. After two more minutes, he exhaled his last breath, and with that Sreet Shresth devoid of any loved ones was no more.
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Void
As Sreet looked on in regard to the towering figure, he couldn't help but fathom its extent of height. In awe and surprise, he stammered, "Who are you?! "
"Do not be afraid, kid," the figure said, its voice echoing with a calm that seemed almost otherworldly. "I am one of the ROBs (Random Omnipotent Being(s))—a guardian of realms, and one of the benevolent ones."
Taking his time, the entity continued, "I have a mission for you. I want you to save a world that once came under my stewardship. I have a debt to pay to a soul that once travelled there. They are gone now, but I'm going to pay that debt nevertheless. You will get a magical system which—". "Okay, I will do it," Sreet cut him off without any question
...
...
"Excuse me?" The being seemed almost taken aback. "You're agreeing just like that? No questions, no disbelief, no surprise?"
"Nope," Sreet answered.
The figure paused, seeming to gather his thoughts, nodding. "Very well. Farewell, then."
And with that, Sreet's vision faded to darkness.
Cenia, Kingdom of Zyrenia, Year 614 AH
A bruised and battered teenager slowly came back to life in a dilapidated alley of Gwalior, a town in the Zyrenia Kingdom. His body was weak and skinny b , but he awkwardly tried to move himself.
"Aaarghhh! " A sharp, pulsating pain lanced through his head and jerked him out of the haze caused by his injuries.
"So, it's real," he whispered to himself, repeating those words from the mystical being. "I am here—in the world they spoke of. They mentioned something about a system… like in those novels…"
When this window was about his size, almost transparent, and flickered in the air before him.
[System initializing...]
[Initializing Completed]
[Assessing host's condition....]
[Host physical and mental condition assimilated: mildly serious]
[Fixing host condition...Completed]
[Generating host stats and info...Completed]
[System Activated]
[Name: Sreet Shresth]
[Age: 19]
[Class: None]
[Current Training Method: None]
[System Level: 0]
[system Perks: None]
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[Strength: 3.5
Agility: 2
Stamina: 3
Intelligence:2
Charisma:0.5]
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[Skills: None]
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[MIssion(s):
Daily Mission(s): Improve your condition:
Push-up, Do 100 push-ups: (0/100)
Sit-up, Do 100 sit-ups: (0/100)
Squats, Do 100 squats: (0/100)
Main Mission(s): ??? ]
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"So, I guess my name is still Sreet in this life," he murmured, moving quietly through the dark alleys of the worn-down town. An orphan drifting in a dying world without magic, Sreet was guided by memories from his past life.
He slipped into a small shack on the edge of the slums and began sorting through the fragments of those memories.
"So, my sister and I escaped," he recalled, piecing together the story. "We got away from a mysterious organization that killed our family during a journey when I was just ten. We were caught and sold as slaves… and even though we finally managed to break free, we ended up separated." His eyes hardened with determination. "Don't worry, old Sreet. I'll find her."
Sreet ate some stale bread and drank a little water, trying to regain some energy. Then, he started his daily workout routine to build his strength, feeling each muscle strain as he pushed himself.
After an hour or two, he completed his exercises.
[Mission Complete]
Push-ups: 100/100
Sit-ups: 100/100
Squats: 100/100
Rewards:
[Strength: +0.2 ]
[Stamina: +0.3]
[Agility: +0.1]
"Body condition restored."
With that, he lay down on the broken bed in the corner of the shack and drifted off to sleep.
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The next morning, Sreet woke to a new notification flashing in front of him. Curious, he opened it.
[Messages: 1]
[Yo, hope you're doing okay in there. Congrats on activating the system! I think you've got a real chance to save this world from total destruction.
Oh, and since there was no new player pack, I sent you a small gift.
–ROB.]
[System Level up!!]
[New Perks unlocked: Inventory]
A row of empty boxes appeared in front of him, but he felt no curiosity; as a fan of fantasy novels, he was already familiar with the concept of an inventory. He noticed a rusty old knife in his shack, picked it up, and stored it away.
[New Mission: Small Revenge]
Objective: Take revenge on the people who attacked you in the alley.
Rewards: Basic Knife Skills, Strength +2, Knowledge about the town of Gwalior
Failure: Death
[Accept] [Reject]
With a newfound resolve to make something of his life and pursue greatness, he set out from his shack, ready to take on his first mission toward eventual world dominance.
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