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Chapter 1.1

Chapter 1.1: Tutorial (I)

Being plunged into a different environment and told that he was gonna participate in a possible Death Game for Royals, he knew better than to trust the words simply said on the surface. He would of returned to his original world but the rewards were enticing especially when it allowed him to fulfill his wish. He could care less about being a god as long as his objectives were completed, what awaited him on his future as a god if he won the game would he think about later in the future because for now, the game had only begun and his chances of success was unknown.

Finding himself once again transported into an entirely different location, his state of daze was broken and he awoke upon a canopy bed adorned with velvet curtains. The room luxurious but its style was completely differently from what he was used to.

[System implant completed, scanning Host...]

Surprised by the sudden intrusion of the monotonous gender neutral voice, he was struck in a state of confusion upon hearing the foreign language. He regained his composure when he recalled the words of the mysterious entity.

'...will be accompanied by a system...'

Familiarising himself with the foreign word of 'System', he patiently waited to be further instructed by what he assumed to be the voice of his system.

[Scan complete, registering Host...]

[Register complete, changing Language according to Host's setting: Chinese]

[Greetings, Host Zhong Renjun]

His eyes glistened from hearing the familiar language and silently heaved a sigh of relief when he realised there wouldn't be a problem in communication.

[I am your assigned System and will be assisting you on your journey to conquering worlds. Before we commence with the tutorial, feel free to ask any questions and I will answer them to the best of my ability]

Lifting his pale lips, a deep, husky and masculine voice escaped.

"What languages did the other participants speak?"

Referring to the time he spent in the vast white space, he did not understand even a single word formed from each of the unfamiliar figures other than those who were similarly dressed as him. But somehow, the mysterious entity managed to speak in multiple languages all at once to allow every individual to understand its words, so despite being unable to decipher the meaning of the other's words, he was able to make out the questions asked when the mysterious entity gave them their answers.

[Answering, the languages that were spoken are as listed: English, French, Chinese, and German]

"That were spoken...? List the languages that weren't spoken."

[Answering, the languages that weren't spoken are as listed: Korean, Japanese, Russian, and Hungarian]

[Continuing, the other-worldly languages that weren't spoken are as listed: Jefarian, Hestur, Klauf, and Geforin]

"...Rather than listing the entire list of languages that weren't spoken, it revealed only four of each list so that means that these are the races or the people who knew these languages that haven't spoken in or up. There really are beings from other worlds..."

Pondering about his next set of questions, he asked.

"Zhen want to know why the reward isn't simply just fulfilling your wish, but gives you the power capable of turning you into a god?"

[Apologies, System is unauthorised to answer that question]

"Then, what is the true purpose of this game really? Why are the entities troubling themselves with a group of mortals and even offering them the power to become a god?"

[Apologies, System is unauthorised to answer those questions]

He set free the frustrations caged up in his chest, massaging his temple with his hand. The game is even more suspicious if the entities would not allow the answers to those questions to be revealed.

"Zhen understands, then are the worlds Zhen will be going to filled with actual people?"

[Answering, yes. Every world is filled with real, living people including the tutorial]

"Isn't that a bit extreme? For all zhen could know, someone would abuse the fact that it's a tutorial and do whatever it takes to conquer the world without having to mind the consequences."

[Answering, any method is plausible as long as the participant manages to conquer the world. But a breach in the rules will result in an instant disqualification]

[Note to the Host, the tutorial is not as it seems on the surface. It has its own set of rules and considering the amount of tasks needed to increase the rate of conquering, Host can be assured that no participant is foolish enough to rampage in the tutorial lest they want to enrage the god managing the world by threatening all of the lives of its inhabitants]

This reveal made one of his brows raise in curiosity.

"Gods manage each of the worlds?"

[Answering, limited information can be revealed but each world is created and managed by their respective gods. Permission was granted for the worlds to be used in The Royal Games and thus there are rather strict rules set upon each world, Host should take note of this]

"En. That means that mysterious entity is a god..." He nodded his head.

"Zhen know zhen should of asked this first but, where exactly is this?"

[Answering, Host is seated upon the room of your body's original possessor. Host is currently in the world of Asteria, the assigned tutorial world which is temporarily paused for the sake of Host asking questions. Once the actual event begins, there will be no room for leisure talk]

Lifting himself up from the bed, he placed his bare feet onto the surface of the cold marble flooring and stood. Freezing his tracks in front of a large mirror supporting itself on the wall and inspecting the reflection it held.

Long threads of scarlet cascaded past his hips and dragged onto the surface. His sharp onyx pupils traced from his tall nose, to his pale lips. The small beauty mark plastered underneath the man's left eye only helped to enhance his beauty. His tall and sturdy stature was adorned with a long golden robe that was loosened to the point it seemed to droop over his bulging muscles and revealed a hint of his enviable six pack.

He raised a brow and the corner of his lips curved to form a devilish smirk.

"Isn't this the same appearance zhen have? Didn't you say zhen would be transmigrated to another body?"

[Answering, Host is merely in soul form. The body you possessed will have its appearance appear once the time has resumed]

[Suggestion, Host should fix your speech. Not many inhabitants of each world refer to themselves in third person. It is recommended for the Host to start getting used to speaking in first person]

"Understood, zhen have no more questions to ask."

[Would you like to begin the tutorial?]

Neatly placing his robe into place as he hid his exposed chest, the previously mischievous smirk he adorned faded in mere seconds and was replaced with a dull and serious look.

"Of course."

The moment the words were uttered, the millions of particles of dust that were once frozen in place were blown by a mysterious force and faded into the void. The cold pressuring air that had befallen on him softened its impact and had been replaced with warmth. Peeking from the gaps of the similar velvet curtains aligning themselves on each shut window, brilliant golden rays of light slowly formed to lighten the dark room.

He too, had sensed the changes in his body. His crimson locks had shortened drastically to the point it couldn't reach his shoulders and the color had dulled into a darker shade of red. His previous onyx eyes were replaced with a stunning pair of sapphires that glistened every once in a while. His robes were swapped with a long sleeved white shirt hanging loosely over his body with the collar being messily opened from three buttons and revealed a sight of his strong collarbones, the ends of each sleeve were adorned with laces while laces vertically trailed from his collar to the edge of his shirt. Lastly, he wore a pair of black shorts that reached to his knees.

He had to admit, they felt many times more comfortable than the robes he once wore.

[You are the young master of the House of Dismodns, the heir to the Duke—Jaqelheim Von Dismodns.]

He raised an eyebrow at the foreign words uttered by the system.

[Sensing Host's confusion, do not worry, the memories of the original owner of your body will soon merge with yours and thus you will naturally know of their language, the knowledge of this world and its common sense depending in the compatibility.]

His confusion was dispelled and he released a sigh deep in his heart.

[Scanning Host's compatibility with soul... 95%]

[Host will now receive most of the original soul's memories]

When a blazing heat washed ashore in his head, he received a wave of pain as foreign images interrupted his sense of thought in a rather rushed manner.

The world of Asteria, its setting was Western Fantasy. The most common language spoken was 'Açrudøq', named after the God; Acrudarius. He was currently in the Kingdom of Kedrid, if translated, it would be the Kingdom of Cards. Aside from the Royal family of Hersts(Hearts), there were the three most influential houses. The Dismodns(Diamonds), the Ckluvs(Clubs), and the Sepdaez(Spades).

Jaqelheim, the scorned son of the house despite being the eldest and the heir. One of the many traits that belonged to the house of Dismodns is that the descendants would always be male and possess a combination of blue hair and eyes. But Jaqelheim only possessed blue eyes and his red hair was an anomaly which caused the disgust and hatred from his relatives due to the suspicion of him being the result of an affair while his father merely neglected him.

Being the target of hatred and harm and having heavy expectations placed upon him as the future Duke, Jaqelheim was the most talented and intelligent son out of all the others because of his constant attention in classes forced onto him compared to his ignorant brothers, which made his position as heir fixed. But due to not being exposed to any positivity and having been taught to hide his emotions since young, he did not know how to express his feelings properly and hid his true self behind a cold mask; chaining his emotions for the sake of his ambitions.

[Asking, has host finished inspecting the memories of Jaqelheim?]

"Yes." A younger stoic voice escaped from the boy's pale lips. But it gave him a certain charm, cold innocence. The atmosphere radiating from him hinted his isolation, and was filled with a stern and pressuring air that masked his innocence.

[Now listing, Basic rules: 1. Do not act out of character. 2. Fulfill the Tasks assigned to increase the chances of conquering, the original soul's wish(es) is optional but will provide more experience than other tasks. 3. Conquer the world.]

[Continuing, listing rules set by the God of Asteria: 1. Do not threaten all the lives of this world, punishment will befall upon you. 2. No creating of items from foreign worlds be it advanced or not.]

[Now that Host is aware of the rules, you are free to start conquering the World]

His eyes narrowed and with a stern tone, a small smirk dawned upon his face which faded as soon as it came.

"It is finally time."

Sorry for the late update! I actually forgot I had the story published here too so I didn't update, apologies! I'll be updating another chapter tomorrow as well to make up for the missed updates.

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