Awake

Blankness then changed to a tunnel of lights whirling and spinning towards me, like my body had gone to warp speed, like Star Wars. Looking around was disorienting enough, so with nothing else to look at, I decided to look at my body to asses it. All I saw was the ghostly white and blue of my soul; I was wearing the same thing I had when I died, long black jeans and a small black overcoat. 'This would be kind of cool if I didn't know I was dead' As I was looking at my overcoat,

a glare off one of my buttons made me back glance up at the wormhole-like tunnel.

The white light at the end of the tunnel was getting bigger, 'I guess I'm almost there.' The glow then engulfed me, and all went to black again.

'It's so cold, why is it so cold out here, wait... cold.' then I started to feel again, I tried to move my body but couldn't, a little later my hearing came back, and I heard a massive torrent of sound. It was raining, but yet I didn't feel the rain on my skin, only the cold air. A drop of water fell onto my eyelid and I instinctively wiped it away, wait... "I CAN MOVE NOW!" I stood up and tried to open my eyes, at first they resisted the movement, but then light flooded into my eyes, revealing everything around me.

What I saw was a flat piece of metal torn in multiple places above my head, dripping a dark brown fluid. It was attached to a large metal cylinder to the left of me, getting up off the ground I looked down at the ground to see what I'd been laying on. A giant grey square of metal with hexagons engraved in a pattern similar to the ones in beehives. All around me where massive piles of unknown pieces of metal and... it's that... a wing? Am I in a junkyard? A battlefield maybe? I looked around for a vantage point, and then looked around in better detail, all around for as far as the eye could see, ships, fires, trees, and lots of smoke. It seems like all of this stuff crashed here instead of placing it here. 'Not Evil huh... he at least could have put me in a city or something, but no... put me in the middle of nowhere why don't you.'

The lack of people at the site would suggest that no one knows about these wreaks and I don't know how long everything has been here for even though. All this could have been here for years, decades, or even centuries. Some of my memories returned on the way here, even though the end my life sucked, and I came from a wealthy family, but that didn't mean I was lazy. Thanks to me and the internet being best friends ever since I was five, I had a good idea of what I needed to do. The first thing to do in a survival situation would be finding or making a shelter, then food and water. I need a place to live, ideally out of the elements like rain, wind, and so on. Maybe I can find an entire room intact or maybe a cave to sleep in.

Looking around on my vantage point, I saw a fallen ship leaned up against a torn section of a bigger ship, the area underneath it is relatively clear of debris and it looks relatively intact all things considered. An idea passed my mind which I thought might work but it could go wrong in many ways. My plan is if I can get up to the part leaning against the bigger ship that I could push it apart and make it fall over back to a resting position. Even though it stupid and it probably won't work, I want to try.

(A/N: Our MC is currently 15 years old, a boy can dream right?)

Glancing up at the greenish-grey sky, I tried to figure out about how much time I had before sunset. 'Four hours, maybe five?' I lifted my hand to the sun to block its blinding rays when I noticed a white round disc one inch in diameter with a blue round rock in the center inside my inner arm, fixed upon my wrist. I reached out and tapped it with my finger. Apon my touch, the stone instantly glowed blue which slowly expanded and transformed into a four-inch wide, three-inch tall transparent screen. 'Is this the system?' Looking at the screen soon confirmed my assumption.

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V.A.L.O.R

-Voice

-Automated

-Learning

-Oriented

-Resource

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The screen then changed to two options.

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Prefered Mode Of Operation?

~Game-based

~Realistic-based

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I choose the game option, I may not want to live in a fantasy world, but its system is so simplistic and easy to understand, that I decided its the best one to use. It loaded for a moment before a robotic female voice spoke. "Hello my destination is Valor, my purpose is to help you to use my software and help you survive your day to day life. Would you like to start the tutorial?"

"Yes please."

"Okay, kind of like your cheesy Chinese novels, you have a game-based system, thus a status page and as well as an ability to identify objects. Also as you have come to a world more advanced than your own, you have been gifted with a consensus of common knowledge from around this universe. If you ever have any questions, feel free to ask, and I will answer it to the best of my ability. Information will be transferred when you Int stat is raised to the appropriate number. To open your 'Status' say status.

"Status."

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Name: Sam Tomson

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 15

^Characteristics^

Strength: 10 ~Strength of the user

Constitution: 10 ~General Health and Resistance

Dexterity: 10 ~Movement Speed/Allows for finer movements

Endurance: 10 ~Your Stamina

Charisma: 10 ~Ability to get along with others

Intelligence: 10 ~Ability for complex thought/Recall

Wisdom: 10 ~Mental Fortitude(N/A)/Insight

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It's just like a game-based system, even though most of those are sentient, mine seems to not be as unique, from how it sounds, It could probably be compared to a supped up version of Siri. I don't want it to be sentient, maybe it is? I hope not. Honestly, I didn't think I'd like it if I was messed with and judged every time I opened up the system. Even though my plan is dumb, and could go wrong in lots of ways, it was worth trying it at least. I'll go over the system once I right the ship into a resting position. I smiled, time to get a ship, I walked off into the path between the piles.