The Enchanting Beast Tamer
{“Congratulations. Integration has begun. You have been successfully registered to the Sentient Interface for Survival, Tactics, Evolution, and Mana—S.I.S.T.E.M.”}
{ “Beginning synchronization. Warning: this may sting.”}
Pain wasn’t the right word. Evisceration, maybe. Every nerve in her body caught fire. Her bones shrieked. Even her hair hurt...
"Thank fuck that’s over," she whispered
{“My apologies. At most, you should have experienced a minor headache. Your soul seems to contain… a great deal of trauma”}
She laughed—sharp and broken.
"Ya, no shit. Oh and, no offense, but your pain scale’s a bit off."
A pause. Then, the voice continued—same tone, but just a hint more human.
{“Noted. Adjusting pain calibration bias by 12%. Thank you for your feedback.”}
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When the world fractured, mana flooded reality—and everything changed. Cities fell. Machines exploded. Technology died.
Sam didn't ask to wake up in the wreckage of a world reborn. She didn’t ask to inherit a stranger’s body, an experimental AI system, or a perk called Double Double that doubles everything... except the danger.
Armed with strange knowledge from two lives, a sarcastic built-in assistant, and a pair of kittens with more bite than fluff, Sam begins her Integration into a world where magic and nanotech don’t just coexist—they compete.
No class. No gear. No clue.
But when the System speaks, Sam listens.
Mostly.
If the monsters don’t eat her, the adventurers might.
But first—dinner, naming the cats, and figuring out how to enchant a frying pan
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