The world had never seen a fool quite like Walid. If stupidity were an art, he would be its grandmaster. If foolishness had a ranking, he would sit on an iron throne made of broken calculators and failed IQ tests.
With an IQ of 40, Walid was not just dumb—he was an anomaly of human evolution, an unfortunate mistake in the blueprint of intelligence. His very presence drained the patience of those around him. His family, a collection of weary souls who had long given up on him, considered him a burden so heavy that even Atlas himself would struggle to carry it.
"Why is he still alive?" his mother would sigh, staring at the ceiling in despair."If he was any dumber, he'd forget how to breathe," his father would mutter, shaking his head."Maybe we should just... send him away?" his older brother suggested once, only half-joking.
But fate had its own plans for Walid the Imbecile.
A Sandwich That Changed Everything
On an otherwise normal day, Walid was given the simplest mission known to mankind: buy a sandwich from the local bodega. It should have been a foolproof task. But this was Walid.
He stared at the bodega for ten minutes, wondering if he needed a password to enter.He tried opening the glass door by pushing the wall next to it.He counted his money out loud, forgetting what came after 5.
As he finally took a step forward—destiny, in the form of a speeding truck, decided that the world had tolerated his idiocy long enough.
🚛💨💥 BAM!
The last thought that crossed Walid's microscopic brain before his body was turned into street art was:
"Huh, why is the sandwich getting closer?"Rebirth of a Supreme Idiot
Instead of the afterlife, Walid awoke in a different world. A world where towering mountains stood proud, where rivers glowed with mystical energy, and where warriors soared across the sky like celestial dragons.
But something was wrong. His hands were small. His legs were tiny.
He had reincarnated.
And not just in any body—he was now a child. A child as dumb as he was in his past life. In fact, he might have somehow become even dumber.
His new self was an orphan. Abandoned. Rejected. Cast out from a second-rate orphanage for being too useless to even beg properly.
"This boy is hopeless!" the orphanage master had declared. "Even animals learn faster than him!""He can't even hold a bowl without dropping it!""Let him starve outside! He'll never survive!"
And so, he was thrown out into the streets like a broken toy. Alone. Clueless. Starving.
But then…
A cold voice echoed in his mind.
🖥️💀🔊 [SYSTEM BOOTING...]
🔊 [Welcome to the Ultimate Provocation System!]
🔊 [You gain points by angering others! The stronger their rage, the greater your reward!]
For a moment, Walid blinked.
Then, with a dumb grin, he tilted his head.
"Huh? So... I just have to annoy people?"
And just like that, a new legend began—one of the dumbest, most frustrating, most insufferable reincarnators to ever exist.
The tale of Walid, the Supreme Idiot of the Martial World, had begun.
Epilogue: A Fool's Destiny
Far away, in a land ruled by mighty sects and fearsome warriors, a storm was brewing. Soon, countless martial artists would tremble—not in awe, but in uncontrollable frustration—at the existence of a being so irritating, so profoundly foolish, that even the wisest monks would consider breaking their vows of peace just to shut him up.
And all of this, because the universe had made one grave mistake:
It let Walid live again.
[To Be Continued...]