A New Beginning.
In a small, dimly room in that hearth of a bustling city, 17 year- old Ren White sat hunched over his desk, completely engrossed in the final chapter of his favourite and latest novel. He flipped through the pages on hi s tablet, a faint smile playing on hi slips as the story came to a close.
"Man, this story Main Character hat it all, Ren muttered to himself, his green eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and longing. "If only I could live in a world like that – magic, power, and … well the harem."
Ren chuckled on his thought, pushing aside the absurdity of his fantasy. He was an orphan who had grown up in the care of a modest orphanage and has spent his teenager years working hard to crave out a decent life for himself. He wasn't anyone extraordinary—just a regular guy with an insatiable appetite for reading novels and dreaming of worlds far beyond his own.
Closing the app in his tablet, Ren stretched and rubbed his tired eyes. His stomach growled. Reminding him he hadn't eaten sinch lunch. "Time to grab something quick before the corner shop closes," he said to no one in particular, grabbing his coat and stepping out into the chilly night air.
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The street were quiet but alive with the soft hum of streetlight and distant car engines. Nathan tucked his hands into his pockets and walked briskly, his breadth visible in the cold. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to the world of Novel and Manga.
"What if I were there?" he mused aloud, a wistful smile forming on his lips.
"What if I had a chance to live that kind of life? With power, a cool system, and… maybe even my own female leads."
He chuckled at his own daydream. Shaking his head. It was silly thought – people didn't just transmigrate into fictional world.
When he lost in thought he barely noticed the flickering streetlight above him as he crossed the road. it was quite dark and lights were flickering, but he still continued walking. He predicted that the snow won't be stopping anytime soon and it was better to reach soap quickly grab food and go home as early as possible.
Swish!
He heard some rustling sounds as he crossed the dark road, narrowing his eyes, he looked over and, in that instant, his life flashed before his eyes as a massive truck sped towards him.
The driver was out for some reason, maybe alcohol or something. A terrible carelessness.
Unfortunately, Ren soon suffered the consequences of the driver's inappropriate action as the truck rammed into him.
A moment of pain before it all blacked out for him.
And his consciousness pulled in void.
When Ren consciousness retuned, he finds himself floating in the vast expanse of nothingness. He couldn't feel his body, only an overwhelming calm that was both comforting and eerie.
"Am I… Dead?" he though, his voice echoing in the void.
"Yes." The voice was soft, melodic and undeniably feminine. It resonated with an otherworldly power, and Ren felt a shiver—if he still had a body—run through him.
"Who… who are you?"
"I am a being beyond your comprehension," the voice, a trace of amusement in its tone. "You may think of as a guide. You were chosen for something special, Ren White."
"Chosen?" Ren repeated, confused. "Wait, what's going on? Did I really Die?" "Is this some kind of afterlife?
"No, this is not the typically afterlife," the voice said gently. "You saw him a second chance give to you. A chance lives again. In the world of your dreams."
Ren's mind raced. Was this some kind of joke? Or had he truly stumbled into the kind of scenario he ha only read about in novels?
"What kind of the world" he asked cautiously.
The voice laughed softly. "The world you longed for as you were led those quite street tonight. The world of manga which you read last."
Ren's breadth—or whatever passed for it in this ethereal space – hitched. "Wait, you are serious? I am going to be in that world? But as who?"
"As yourself, but with twist," the voice explained. "You will possess the system, think this system is my first gift toward you. A tool that will allow you to grow stronger, gain influence, and achieve your desire. Whether you rise as a hero, a villain, or something in between will be entirely up to you."
Ren's heart—or its spiritual equivalent – raced with excitement. This was it. This was the chance he had always dreamed of.
"But… why me?" he asked, still struggling to wrap his head around the situation.
"Because you wished for it," the voice replied simply. "And because you soul also strong. Are you ready to accept this opportunity, Ren white?"
Ren little hesitate for only a moment before nodding. "Yes, I'm ready."
"Very well," the voice said, note of finality in its tone. "From this moment, you will be reborn in the world of YOUR FAVOURITE NOVEL. My gift will guide you in your new road of power. Use it wisely, Ren, for your choice will shape your destiny."
A bright light engulfed him, and Ren felt a rush of energy, as if his very essence was being pulled into a vortex.