1 Who?

The feeling of floating in another realm, blanketed by darkness in deep slumber. It was something that made you numb to the outside world, a state of peace-

[Wake up]

A strange robotic voice sounded, breaking the silence of immersion. Still, I attempted to enjoy the peacefulness of sleep once again.

"Just five more minutes…" I muttered, rolling my body around the strangely uncomfortable bed as I returned to floating in space.

[Wake up]

Just as I returned to the void, the robotic voice hurried me to wake up again. Despite attempting to resist the force I felt from my eyes, it was too powerful to defeat. Thus I returned to deep slumber and rolled to the side.

However, As I rolled over, I felt a bone-chilling wave spreading across whatever apparel I had on, shocking my body and forcing my eyes to open.

"What the fuck!" I shouted as I jolted up from what I had presumed to be my bed. However, the stench of sewers crept into my nose along with the concrete pavement made me realise that this wasn't my bedroom. It didn't take a genius to figure out I was in an alleyway.

[Welcome to the new world, host]

As I hurried to take off my wet jacket, I realised that there was a blue semi-transparent screen in front of me in conjunction with a weird robotic voice that unnaturally narrated the text on the screen.

"Who are you supposed to be?" I asked with suspicion. Although, if somebody saw me right now, they would be quite suspicious as well, talking to a holographic screen and all.

[I'm the system that will guide you]

"Guide me? Wait a minute, who the fuck am I?" Using common reasoning from fuck knows where, I immediately searched through the wet jacket I just took off.

"Nothing here…" After emptying every pocket with disappointment, I turned my attention to a duffle bag nearby. Next to it was an assault rifle, but my focus was primarily on the contents of the duffle bag.

After yanking out clothes, shoes, teddy bears, and everything in between I finally found a wallet. I could only pray that this had what I was looking for, or else I would gain a new name pretty soon.

Inside the wallet were some bills labeled with LMD, but more importantly, there was an ID that detailed my identity. I sighed with relief as I read it.

(Name: Clukay

Status: Lungmen Resident

Other: Laterano Citizen

Other: -

Home Address: XX Apartment, Room XX

Infected Status: Infected

Race: Sankta

Age: 23)

"Well, despite the weird name, step one is done. Next step, who the fuck are you Mr. floating screen?" I sighed as I put everything I ripped out from the duffle bag back.

[You don't need to know what you shouldn't. I just need you to open your phone]

The fact that this thing was probably living in my head... Hey, at least I'm not dead, so this thing is either incapable of harming me or wants me alive. Either way, it shouldn't be that bad.

After I finished packing up, I felt a vibration from the side of the bag. After a bit of searching, I found a phone. It unlocked without problem thanks to face recognition, which I was thankful for since I didn't remember anything except some common sense.

I swiped past a few apps before arriving on an app with a purple background and a white text bubble in the middle called '???'. Instinctively, I pressed on the app, and a text board with a black background appeared. I scrolled up to the top, which wasn't far, and began to read.

[Creating Groupchat]

[Inviting:

I'm not a bad slime!

Weakest Hunter of Mankind

Osmanthus Wine Enjoyer

]

[Setting Nickname: Amnesiac Girl]

[Amnesiac Girl is now Moderator]

[I'm not a bad slime has changed their nickname to Rimuru]

[Rimuru: Yo, are you guys also otherworlders?]

[Weakest Hunter of Mankind: Uh… What's this? Do I know you guys? And what do you mean also otherworlders?]

[Rimuru: idk, a phone just popped out of thin air in front of me as I was enjoying some food]

[Osmanthus Wine Enjoyer: Is this how you send a message?]

[Osmanthus Wine Enjoyer: I've never heard of a relic named phone, is this perhaps a product of Khaenri'ah? Also, what does idk mean?]

[Amnesiac Girl is online]

[Rimuru: I don't know]

[Rimuru: Ah, the moderator is online. I would assume you know what this is?]

[Osmanthus Wine Enjoyer: I, too, wish to ask that. Never once have I seen such a device before in my lifetime. For it to suddenly appear in front of me as I was enjoying some Osmanthus wine, is this an elaborate joke?]

[Weakest Hunter of Mankind: Are you guys related to the system, or is this a roleplaying groupchat?]

[Amnesiac Girl: From my name, it should be obvious I don't remember anything. Don't ask me.]

[Amnesiac Girl: Also, I have a system as well, not sure if it is related]

[Rimuru: I see. Also, you guys can change your nickname by clicking the setting icon on the top right and clicking profile]

[Weakest Hunter of Mankind has changed their nickname to Jinwoo]

[Osmanthus Wine Enjoyer has changed their nickname to Zhongli]

[Amnesiac Girl has changed their nickname to Clu]

[Clu: Thanks. I'll be back in a few minutes, I need to make my way home]

[Clu is offline]

I turned off my phone and rubbed my temples. First of all, I woke up in an alleyway with no memories. Not even a second later, I was greeted by some robotic thing in my head. Now, there was a group of strangers in a weird groupchat that I'm somehow a moderator of, likely associated with the system as well.

I pulled out my wallet and checked my money. It was a total of 2000 LMD.

Surely, this should be enough for me to take a taxi right? If only I had more useful memories, like knowing where I'm and what I can buy with LMD.