(This base was constructed by your father 17 years ago and contains information about the machines he created, which are currently stored here.
In the eyes of the world, your father is celebrated as a remarkable magician, but few are aware that he was also an exceptional tech expert.
He dedicated his life to his passion for building machines and expanding his knowledge. Aside from this, no information regarding his other work or current address has been uploaded to the main computer.)
"All of this came to light only after I arrived here, yet the system lacks details about my father's work and his current whereabouts. Is there anything else I should know?"
(Yes, before he left, your father issued a final command. That command was to initiate a process upon your arrival. As you are now a new user, would you like me to start the process?)
"Yeah, sure, whatever it is, just start."
(Starting the Activation Protocol)
As soon as a mechanical sound emanated from the system, an iron arm emerged from the frozen opening of the computer and abruptly injected a strange fluid into Aaron's arm. Instantly, an excruciating pain surged through his entire body.
"What is happening? Is this some kind of revenge from my father? It hurts so much!" Aaron shouted, writhing in agony.
(Process completed)
After a while, he heard the familiar voice of the Main Computer, but to his astonishment, another unknown voice echoed in his mind, startling him even more.
[Hello, partner.]
"Wait, what was that?"
Aaron pondered this new development, his thoughts racing. Just then, a blue screen materialized before his eyes, displaying information that caught his attention. He began to read:
Name: Aaron Elrod
Race: Human
Level: 1
Experience: 0
Main Class 1: N.A.
Main Class 2: N.A.
Sub Class: {You haven't reached the level required to select a subclass.}
Attributes:
Strength: 6
Dexterity: 6
Endurance: 9
Charm: 6
Concentration: 15
Health: 120/120
Stamina: 144/144
Skills:
- Water Burst
- Fire Canon
- Wind Trail
Abilities:
- Magic (low-level starter)
Alchemy (low-level peak)
Potential Points: 0
Class Talents: None
Equipment:
- Storage Ring
- White Eagle's Key
Reputation: 0
Achievements: None
"What is this? Why did you open this screen in front of me?"
Aaron glanced at the computer, fear etched on his face. He was still rattled by the mysterious voice echoing in his mind and the strange liquid that had surged through his body. When he posed his question, the computer responded with an unsettling calmness.
(I did not open any screen. Which screen are you referring to? My sensors cannot detect any screen in any way.)
Aaron's shock intensified. He could still see the interface glowing before him, making him question whether the liquid had altered his perception. A wave of panic washed over him as he considered that perhaps his father had erred in judgment. Just as his thoughts spiraled towards dread, that disembodied voice echoed in his mind once more.
[Will you stop panicking? There's nothing wrong with you.]
"Who are you? And the bigger question is, where are you, and how is your voice coming into my head?"
[Your father made that serum, so perhaps he's left you a message or something. You should check it out; it'll be difficult for me to explain.]
As the voice echoed in Aaron's mind, a realization struck him—he hadn't even thought to ask the computer about this. He turned to the screen and inquired, "Has my father left any message for me?"
[Yes.]
"Then show me that message."
The moment he uttered those words, a flurry of files began to open on the computer screen. After a few moments, one file named 'SYSTEM' finally appeared. Suddenly, a light emitted from the computer's camera, coalescing into a hologram of his father, and Aaron heard his dad's familiar voice ringing out.
"Hello Aaron, I know what must have just unfolded for you, and I can only imagine the whirlwind of questions racing through your mind right now. To help clarify things, I've left this recording for you—like a lifeline in the storm of confusion. So, let's dive right in.
First, let's address that curious liquid you encountered. It's not just any ordinary substance; it serves as a connector that links your biological system to every intricate part of your being. And what do I mean by 'system'? Well, once that liquid mingled with your body, you likely noticed a screen appear before your eyes and perhaps even a voice whispering thoughts directly in your mind. That's the system in action!
Now, before you jump to conclusions thinking I was the mastermind behind this technological marvel, I need to clarify—I didn't create it. This mesmerizing system came to me quite by accident through my genes, and now, through that very same genetic link, it has made its way into you. However, don't be alarmed, because your system will differ from mine in significant ways tailored to your unique abilities and growth potential.
This system are incredible tools designed to facilitate and accelerate your personal development in ways you could only imagine. With their integration, you'll find yourself unlocking capabilities that were previously dormant within you. Lastly, while it may seem similar to artificial intelligence, let me assure you: it is not merely an A.I. it have it's own thoughts and feelings, which may seem perplexing, It's something deeper, more profound—a bridge to uncharted territories of your own potential. So, brace yourself, Aaron, because this is just the beginning!, but rest assured, it will not affect you. The rest of the insights you seek about the system can only be gleaned from the system itself. Take care, my son, and when I return, please shield me from your mother's wrath," he said with a weary smile. "But for now, I must go."
Aaron stood there, struck by the peculiar atmosphere that enveloped him. It was a strange, almost surreal sensation—he had come seeking answers, but he felt more lost than ever. His father's words echoed in his mind like an elusive melody, fascinating yet frustrating. What exactly was this mysterious system? And why was there so much secrecy surrounding it?
"Well, it seems I've stumbled upon an enigma," he muttered to himself. Despite his intentions to gather information, he was met with an overwhelming wave of questions rather than the clarity he sought. The more he pondered, the deeper the rabbit hole seemed to go. He realized that he knew nothing about his father's whereabouts, nor did he grasp the significance of his work. Everything felt shrouded in layers of mystery, each one begging to be unraveled.
"Father mentioned that this system possesses its own ideas and could potentially facilitate my rapid progress. But how is that possible? And if my father didn't create it, then who did? There must be a story behind it. Furthermore, he said he had a similar system and that I inherited this from his genes—if that's true, then who bestowed this system upon my father in the first place? What were their intentions, and why does it feel like a piece of a puzzle has gone missing?"
As these thoughts raced through his mind, their implications weighed heavily upon him. Each question was like a thread, and in his mind, they began to weave a tapestry of intrigue and potential discovery. Was this system a gift or a curse? And what role was he meant to play in this unfolding narrative? With a determined glint in his eye, Aaron resolved to uncover the truth, not just for himself but for the legacy of his family looming over him. The journey ahead might be daunting, but the thrill of the unknown beckoned with a tantalizing promise of revelation
"Father said this system has its own unique ideas and it would be instrumental in accelerating my progress. But how? If he didn't create it himself, then who was the architect behind this enigmatic system? he mentioned that he possessed a similar system and that I inherited this capability through his genes. But who bestowed this system upon my father, and what was their purpose?"
Amidst my spiraling thoughts, a sudden interruption came like a bolt from the blue.
[Hey man, just stop it! If you keep overthinking, your mind will explode!]
The voice echoed within my head, surprising me so much that I nearly lost my balance. Regaining my composure, I focused my attention back on the pulsating blue screen hovering before me. It was vibrant and alluring, but also filled with unanswered questions.
"First things first," I muttered, addressing the mysterious presence in my mind. "Can you please explain how to get rid of this screen? And what does it represent? Who created you, and why are you communicating with me like this?"
[Whoa there! Hang on a second!] the voice replied, both amused and overwhelmed. [You're bombarding me with all these questions, and my brain is about to short-circuit! Let's tackle this step by step. First, take a moment to concentrate on the screen. To close it, simply issue a command to it. Oh, and by the way, you can even give that command just by thinking it—no need to voice it out loud!]
I blinked, intrigued by the prospect. The thought of wielding command power just through my mind was thrilling. My heart raced as curiosity surged within me. What other hidden secrets lay dormant within this system?