First Mission
//Detected Host was beaten to pulp//
"Ha? Yeah! Those bastards! But, anyway I awakened this pendant and activated the system, maybe it's not a total loss I think."
Aditya grunted while attempting to get up.
"Aaaa! Fuck I think my elbow is also broken! Going to the hospital gonna drain every penny I saved painstakingly."
Aditya muttered, sinking back to the ground, his gaze fixed on the road.
//Initiating the healing process//
As instructed, Aditya's body began to glow in green, and the energy surged through him, knitting together his broken bones, ribs, and wounds.
"Wow! My body is healing at crazy speed..."
Aditya's excitement was palpable as he shouted, while he checked the progress of his healing, energized by the surging energy within him.
"System! You saved me from draining my money on those hospital lab tests and consultations. You're more useful than I thought."
He said with a smile, acknowledging the system's assistance.
//This is a one-time service. The host is advised to protect himself from any further fights//
"Fight, huh!"
Aditya's eyes sparkled with excitement at the prospect. The idea of utilizing his full strength in fair battles ignited his imagination. Thoughts of further possibilities for battles and fights filled his mind, fueling his enthusiasm.
**DING**
//Host is tasked with his first mission//
"Mission? Like do I need to complete missions like in a game? You're not gonna make me an overpowered character and give me the powers to rule this world?"
Aditya asked, shocked.
//Host is delusional. System only helps in host's cultivation but never gives powers directly//
"Ohh! Well, that will be more interesting, won't it? Anyway, that was my dream. Working like a bull and getting the results you deserve tastes sweeter than directly giving it. What is that mission?"
Aditya asked, excitement filling his eyes as his index finger tapped to his thumb.
//Host is asked to concentrate his focus on his forehead and say 'System' to open the host interface//
"Ohh! I got it! Mmm... 'System!"
Aditya exclaimed, his attention fixed on his forehead. As he uttered the word, a green-colored energy enveloped his eyeballs, and before him materialized a green-hued AR projection in a box shape.
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Host : ADITYA
SPECIES : HUMAN (Lower level Intelligence)
CHAKRA : NOT FOUND!
BLOODLINE : ****
CULTIVATION : NOT FOUND!
MYSTIC ABILITIES: NOT FOUND!
CHOAS POINTS: 00
SHOP / MISSIONS / REWARDS
CONNECTED TO PEARLY GATES....
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It was a concise interface with all kinds of useful information available at a single glance.
"Mission!"
Aditya remarked, his gaze fixed on the tabs lining the bottom of the system panel.
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MISSION : The host got beaten up without fighting back and suffered injustice. So, the host is asked to return what they deserve and regain your dignity.
REWARD : CHAKRA FRUIT.
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Aditya stared at the glowing system panel, his eyes widening in shock.
"What is this mission? Did it just tell me to beat up the guys?"
He exclaimed, blinking rapidly to see the display clearly. His mind raced with concerns.
"But, what if it causes problems for the Orphanage?"
He lowered his head, troubled by the potential consequences.
"Aaa! I've had enough of this!"
Aditya's frustration boiled over.
"Now that I've got this system, I want to do what I really want. Plus, those bastards! They think they beat me because of their pathetic strength?"
A mischievous grin spread across his face, from ear to ear.
"It's time to show who's boss here!"
He decided, his determination firm.
Aditya's physical prowess far exceeds that of his peers, a testament to the rigorous training he endured throughout his childhood. It was as though he faced imminent threats to his life daily. Despite his strength, Aditya refrained from retaliating against those who challenged him, mindful of the potential repercussions for the orphanage he called home. Memories of his past, where his actions led to his orphanage director's reprimand, weighed heavily on his conscience.
With the new system in place, his life is set on a different course from now on. He is not a pacifist but rather a battle maniac. His desire for honorable combat burns within him, unquenchable and insatiable. Suppressing his desire for fair fights only leads to a return to the monotonous existence he seeks to avoid —a life devoid of the thrilling adventures and fierce battles he yearns for.
It is a pivotal moment, a crossroads where Aditya must choose between conformity and the pursuit of his dreams.
Aditya dashed towards the school, hoping to catch them before it was too late.
"Shit! It seems they've already entered the classroom. Looks like I'll have to wait for them until lunch break. And if they come out, that'll be their last happy lunch with their healthy teeth."
Aditya muttered under his breath as he clenched his fists, punctuating his frustration with a punch to his other hand.
Anger filled his face—or so it seemed at first glance. But no, he was smiling. It was a creepy smile, devoid of any rational thought about why he intended to confront them. His eyes betrayed no logic; his mind was consumed by thoughts of fight...fight...fight...
"Anyway, I'm going to be kicked out of this school, so let's rest in the garden first and then take care of them."
Aditya said nonchalantly, his voice devoid of concern about the repercussions of his actions. Aditya made his way to the garden, settling himself on the grass, his gaze fixed upon the endless expanse of the sky. With his left leg crossed over his right, he pondered.
"This is going to be my last day here. I would have gone insane if not for this garden. It's where I met that old man and got this system, all thanks to him."
He murmured, his eyes trailing the melody of a sparrow perched on a branch above him.
"That old man was never found, even till now. I hope he is safe, at least. Haaa!... Let's sleep for some time."
A yawn interrupted his thoughts, and he surrendered to the gentle embrace of sleep, closing his eyes.
The sun hovered directly above, scorching his face, signaling the onset of noon.
"Ohh! This is the most comfortable sleep I've ever had. Time to meet my buddies.."
Aditya remarked, a creepy smile stretching across his face as his index finger tapped against his thumb. His steps were deliberate, each one taken with care.
"Ohh! Here you are, guys! I've been looking for you! You treated me to a delicious meal this morning, and if I don't treat you back the way you deserve, how can I call myself a man again?"
Aditya exclaimed upon spotting the four boys seated in the cafeteria, thoroughly enjoying their lunch.