3 Not Your System

*Ping!*

[This is a system notification. Not your system, someone else's system. Let me be clear. This is a one time thing, unless you're really lucky and some other system wants you to be it's busboy for a day.

Here's the deal. I need 200 bottles of Sprite for the guy I'm bonded to, and I sure as hell am not going to make them myself.

I need you to fetch me 200 bottles of Sprite. I'll reward you with a demonic cultivation technique or something.

Task : Deliver Sprite to basement 0/200

Reward : Demonic Cultivation Technique (or something)

Time limit 2 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes, 39 seconds

Failure Penalty : No cultivation technique fuckboi]

It seems simple enough. This system is even giving me three days to gather up all of the sprite. All I really need to think of is an excuse to buy all of that sprite. Or I don't. I'm pretty sure I can just ask my father if I can buy a bottle of Sprite for every kid in my primary school. He's so focused on the whole 'being different' thing, that he'll just gladly help me buy the sprite.

So I decide to do that.

"Hey Dad?" I speak in a questioning tone, the kind a child has when they're going to ask for something. You know the one.

"Yes Will?" He responds, not looking away from the Telly.

"All the people at the primary school are just so nice to me, and I want to be nice to them too, so..." I let my voice go into a mumble as I say the last bit.

"What is it kiddo, speak up!" Father commands.

"I held a class poll and the favored drink of most of the class is Sprite and I want to buy every person in the school a bottle" I spoke really quickly, dumping all of my words on him at once like an embarrassed child would. Father laughs.

"What a quirky thing to do. I love it! Let's go over to the store right away! Just don't tell your mother." Our family is fairly well off, as father is an architect, and he recently got a raise. The fact that I don't ask for things too often helps as well.

So he drives me to the store, we buy 224 bottles of Sprite (I can't just make it a flat 200, because that would be suspicious), and he drives us back home, having me distract my mother with a conversation about what's for dinner while he hides the Sprite in the basement.

Six hours later, my parents are asleep, and I sneak down to the basement, hoping that I am actually able to transfer them to the system before the time limit is up. It's at this point I also realize that I'm dumb, and didn't think of how to explain the disappearance of the Sprite.

Turns out that I don't need to worry, the system has it covered.

[That was quick, and you brought extra! Nice, I needed some more for my personal stock. As little bonus, I'll make everyone involved other than you forget that this sprite ever existed. I'm downloading the manual for that demonic cultivation technique into your head. Nice work busboy.]

I black out for a quarter of a second as knowledge of the Demonic Cultivation Technique enters my mind.

It's a technique that lets me slowly absorb the Lifeforce and Magic of the people around me. It's a very subtle thing, and unless someone has immense knowledge of cultivation, they won't realize that any deaths are caused by any sort of technique. Rather, they'd think it's some unknown disease or condition.

I'd like to use this on my parents. Getting too attached to them would feel like betraying my old parents, and now that I'm no longer living through constant humiliation, that might actually happen.

I was never a nice person in the first place.