With dull eyes Greg could only watch the destruction of earth, regret etched on his faces. He watched as those with exceptional talents, those who were called the hope of humanity bowed to the enemies with sadness. If only he started playing Apocalypse early this wouldn't have happened. If only he didn't awake the trashy F- rank talent, death that had no use to him perhaps the narrative would have been different.
Rising to his feet without any care for his wound, Greg sought to take his last stand, catching the eyes of countless foes. "Alas the last adversary," a voice laced with mockery spoke. " To come this far without talent and in such short time is worthy of praise, Greg, but you lack one thing and I've always lacked it, luck, now it's time to die in my hands just like your sister did," the voice said. 'boom' Greg could feel the world spiraling, his sister the only one he had after the unfortunate demise of his parent had mysteriously died with Greg unable to find the killer, in search of revenge Greg had joined the game although late but never found the killer and yet there was the killer looking at him with a mocking smile. "I'll kill youuuuu," Greg shouted and brandished his sword towards the voice belonging to Kyle, his supposed best friend who he had trusted more than anyone. Kyle smiling, threw a spear towards Greg, the spear enhanced by Kyle's A rank talent, sharp shooter pierced through Greg's chest. "This is where we say goodbye Greg," Kyle said proudly and slowly walked away leaving Greg to die slowly with regret.
[ Condition reached, F- rank talent death been activated and evolved to Ex rank talent, Regression. Host will regressed to the past] Greg could hardly hear the words of the system his consciousness gradually sleeping away, finally embracing death.
"Brother wake up, stop sleeping like a moron," Greg could faintly hear a feminine voice in his subconsciousness forcing him to open his eyes. He stared at the young girl barely 16 and couldn't help but have watery eyes, finally seeing his sister after a long time, guilt of not taking revenge for her gnawing on him. "What's wrong with you weirdo, go wash up before you're late for work," the young girl, Annabelle said. 'work?' Greg thought. So humans still work in the afterlife? "What are your thinking stupid brother hurry up or else you'll be sorry when you get chewed by your employer," afraid of getting on his sisters bad side he slowly stood up, washed himself and got dressed but was finally shocked when he saw his reflection on the mirror that looked like he was in his younger days. He rushed to check a calendar and almost screamed. Good heavens, he went back in time by ten years, exactly a day before the emergence of the VR game Apocalypse that changed the world. Without thinking at all, he ran out of the house to a gaming store close by and bought the gaming helmet before the price sky rocket and it becomes impossible for him to afford it, he used his last savings to purchase it as for work? Who cares about work when your future is on the line. After purchasing the helmet he ran home like someone who found gold and was scared of being robbed. His actions when not hidden from Annabelle but the girl chose to remain silent, which young man doesn't enjoy game and besides her brother has been working his butt off after the death of their parent and maybe this was the break that he needed.
Greg waited for the game to be launched anxiously and logged in immediately the game was launched fearing that he might waste precious gaming time.
[ Welcome host to apocalypse... Please input username]
Greg stared for sometime before resolutely making his decision and typing Nemesis.
[Congratulations for being a player... Choosing host talent....
Congratulations for awakening Ex rank talent 100% absolute Dodge rate]