The Unveiling of Destiny

"Would you like some skewers, sir?"

"Tasty! Tasty mangoes." several vendors shouted from the roadside, their voices reminiscent of the bustling market.

"Recently made fresh skewers, only 12 bronze coins each! Only 4 left, first come, first served!"

Hearing the question, Alex's interest was piqued. It had been years since he had tasted meat, and his eyes lingered on the sizzling grill.

Observing Alex's longing gaze, the vendor spoke up. "Good choice, sir. These skewers are a steal at just 12 bronze coins each."

Finally tearing his eyes away from the grill, Alex looked at the vendor, scratching his head in confusion. "Bronze coins? I don't think I have... them..."

As he pondered, Alex suddenly paused. Out of nowhere, two transparent screens appeared before his eyes. With a quick glance, he realized what they were. "So, this is an inventory, and the other one displays my personal stats!" Alex exclaimed, absentmindedly running his hand through his hair.

Indeed, the screens that materialized in front of Alex were reminiscent of those in games—a 10 by 10 grid inventory where each slot could hold up to 99 of the same item, with the exception that two slots couldn't contain the same item. At the top of the inventory, he could see his current wealth—1 gold coin, 1 silver coin, and 10 bronze coins. On the other screen, his character information was displayed, including his equipment, finances, and attributes.

"Hmm! Let's take a look at my character first," Alex murmured to himself, turning away from the skewer stall and walking away.

"Boy, aren't you going to buy a skewer? Boy, boy!" one of the vendors called out, trying to capture his attention.

Behind him, the vendor called out to him.

Although, under normal circumstances, Alex would simply go without an argue, he was feeling particularly defiant today. With a gesture that could only be described as impudent, he pointed both hands towards his clothes, raising his middle finger for emphasis.

"Do you think I can afford something like that?" he spat out, feeling the anger rising in his chest. "And besides, I am a grown man!"

The vendor looked at him with confusion, unsure of how to respond to this outburst. Alex was acutely aware of how he must have looked – a scruffy man, possibly in his early twenties, but with a face that made him look like a thirteen-year-old boy. It was a frustrating reality that he had grown accustomed to.

As he walked away from the skewer stall, Alex made his way towards a bench near the fountain, known as the Fountain of Cupid.

Frustrating without paying attention to couples acting lovely dovely near him, Alex thoughtfully looked at his inventory.

"I wonder what this is."

Alex whisper as he looks at the only item that is in his inventory.

When the screen appeared earlier, Alex immediately noticed that in his inventory, there was actually an item taking one of the inventory slots.

It appears to be a black rock in triangle shape

Curious l, Alex took out the item from his inventory with his though.

The next moment, the black rock disappeared from his inventory and appeared on his hand. Looking at it Curiously, Alex said, "Hmm, I wonder what this is,it looked quite alien also Familiar to me. I can't remember where I saw it."

When Alex tried to look at the item description, there was only one line there that says,

[Put a drop of blood to view information.]

Alex found it weird.

"Why is It that even viewing the items info needs something like a drop of blood?"

.

In the end, Alex still decided to do as the item says.

He took cut with the pyramid shape black rock top Sharp Angel.

And squeezed a drop of blood onto the black rock.

Like a sponge, the black rock absorbed the blood.

The next moment, the black rock shone with Black sim light and started floating slowly.

Without waiting for Alex to react, the black rock suddenly flew towards him and went through his forehead!

The light on Alex's eyes seemed to dim at this time and he fell into daze.

Inside his head, chunk of information that Alex didn't know before appeared out of nowhere.

After almost an hour passed, Alex finally regained his consciousness.

After blinking his eyes few times Alex Shout out "Whaaaaaaat".

The commotion caught the attention of a couple kissing by the fountain, causing one of them to fall into the water.

"Dude! Why are you screaming?!" the soaked person exclaimed. Embarrassed by the scene, Alex quickly left and started exploring the town, trying to get his bearings. As he walked, his thoughts lingered on the information he had received from the black rock.

"So, this place I am in right now is a world called Alteria, situated in a different galaxy from futuristic Earth," Alex muttered to himself. He let out a helpless sigh, realizing the bizarre situation he found himself in.

It wasn't that coming to this world surprised him, as he had already experienced enough shock from his transmigration. However, Alteria was an Origin World, where everything had been altered by gods. Magic existed here, along with all sorts of fantastical things one could imagine.

"Why the hell did the gods make my life into a joke? Transmigrated into another transmigration? Nah, I think the gods have gone nuts," Alex muttered to himself, frustration evident in his voice.

He had learned that the black rock, now known as the Dungeon Master's Core, held great significance to Dungeon Masters in Alteria. The core was formed from the consciousness of the gods themselves, refined over millions of years within the laws and concepts of the universe.

Alteria was a world filled with dungeons and monsters, where danger and riches went hand in hand. Each dungeon had its own owner, known as a Dungeon Master. However, the number of Dungeon Masters was limited due to the power contained within the Dungeon Master's Core. Using such immense power could disrupt the balance of the universe, and there were only twelve ancient gods, hence the scarcity of Dungeon Masters.

Once any mortal, animal, or creation of the gods came into contact with the Dungeon Master's Core, they would fuse with it, becoming a Dungeon Master themselves. Once fused, there was no going back, as Alex had experienced firsthand.

"The Dungeon Master's Core that fused with me is quite unusual," Alex remarked. "I just hope it's not a bad thing."

He let out a sigh and opened his status panel to assess his current state.

[Class: Dungeon Master][Level: 1]

[Talent: Dream Manifestation]

[Health: 100/100]

[Mana: 100/100]

[Strength: 6]

(below average)

[Constitution: 10]

[Agility: 11]

[Intelligence: 35]

[Charisma: 17]

[Height: 5'5"] (still growing)

Examining his own character panel, Alex pondered on the imbalances within his stats. "I guess I'll have to work on improving myself," he thought.

Feeling a yawn escape him, Alex realized he was an extremely lazy person. He preferred to work smartly rather than exerting too much effort. That was one of the reasons he was better off than other refugee nomads. Occasionally, he would provide one-time meals to orphaned children in exchange for them scavenging the trash for him. It was one way he managed to avoid hard labor. Hence, his strength stat remained low.

However, even with his scavenging, he still couldn't afford a single proper meal. In that regard, the orphans under his care were quite fortunate on their own accord.

Focusing on his talent, Alex scrutinized it for more details.

[Dream Manifestation] [Rank: D (Growth)]

"You're not just a dreamer; you are the embodiment of the dream. Among the seventeen kings, you are the chosen representative of the Dream Realm. However, the universal law has stripped you of your power, leaving only the enigmatic realm of Weird Dreams. To reclaim your throne, you must reunite with your original dreams."

Talent Skill: Dream Bestower – As a master of dream manipulation, you possess the power to bestow and control the dreams of others.

Dream Manifestor: As one of the seventeen kings, you possessed the power of manifestation. As a holder of the Dream Inheritor title, you had the ability to bring any dream and its items into reality.

[Detail: To utilize your extraordinary talent skills, you must spend Dream Points, which measure your power within the Dream Realm. However, exercise caution, as the power of the gods defies the laws of the universe, and using it may have unforeseeable consequences.]

Extreme caution: If you deplete your Dream Points during ventures in the Dream Realm, you will become lost within countless dreams. As a mortal, you will never be able to return to the real world.

[Dream Points: 100]

...

Alex carefully read the description of his talent but couldn't find any information on how to utilize its true power, specifically the ability to travel through dreams.

Unintentionally, he muttered, "My talent description is trash."

Just as the words left his lips, he noticed people around him looking at him strangely. Realizing his mistake, Alex quickly glanced at them apologetically and hurriedly ran off in another direction.

After all, not everyone was blessed with a talent like his, and the concept of the System or its description was unfamiliar to the rest of the world.