Clovists and Armentists

"I want you." The boy answered, his finger pointing towards her and a smirk on his face.

Few seconds passed in the spatial expanse with total silence.

It was like nothing existed in the world, complete and utter silence.

But in the next moment, a shade of pink colored Zephyra's cheeks along with ears and she cupped her cheeks with her hands.

"W-Wait what!!!? W-what are you tr-" She yelled stutteringly but was interrupted when a loud system notification sound rang in the area.

TING!

The goddess finally understood what he meant and a shocked expression took over her initial shy one.

"H-huh wait what, did you select something alread-" She was going to ask, before it all clicked in her mind.

Her face morphed into one of extreme shock as she tried to comprehend what had just happened.

She never expected in a million years for the event to transpire like this but it had.

And the next system notification confirmed that thought.

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Choice confirmed.

[The Void Goddess, Zephyra] now belongs to you.

Choices Consumed: 3

Choices Left: 0

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The boy nodded with satisfaction. He had expected the goddess to cost all three choices so he wasn't surprised that much.

Another notification popped up as soon as the current one closed.

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[Choice Selection] is now over.

The User will now be sent to the world.

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And just as the new one closed as well, the eternal darkness took over him again, separating him from Zephyra.

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The boy's eyes twitched before fully opening with a shock.

His body sat up as if a jolt had passed through it. He instantly noticed how hot it was, making him realize that he wasn't in the void world anymore.

The void world was chillingly cold, which was why the heat was a sign for him that he wasn't there anymore.

His eyes moved to his raised hands. Pale white and without any calluses or roughness.

Unfortunately, he wasn't able to think any further when a charming and annoyed voice echoed in his head.

[Stop admiring your beauty already, you have transmigrated. No need to check it again and again.]

His eyes widened.

'She's in my mind now?' He thought and the answer came from the goddess herself.

[Yes, you idiot. It was you who chose me by sacrificing all your choices, so learn to bear with it.]

'Ah.' It finally clicked for the boy.

Since he had chosen the goddess it probably meant that she was like a soul in his body now or something like that.

He remembered that it was the same way for the original MC as well.

Getting out of his bed, the boy quickly walked over to the mirror to see his new features.

Pitch black hair and black eyes.

Same as the previous world, but he still had to admit that these new features were still more handsome than his previous ones.

His body was lean and skinny, implying malnutrition and lack of muscles.

The skin tone though was pale white, a wide contrast to his tanned one in the previous life.

He stopped appraising himself when he heard a 'Urgh!' in his mind and moved over to the next part.

The System.

Since he remembered everything, it should just be like how it was done in the novel.

'Status' He thought and a system interface opened in the next second.

====[ STATUS WINDOW ]====

Name: Amon Ashford

Age: 18

Aspect: Clover

Class: Error

Leaves:〈⬧ ◊ ◊ ◊ ◊ ◊ ◊ ◊ ◊ ◊ 〉

Elements:〈Void〉

Talent:「10th Order」

====[ STATS AND SKILLS ]====

VIT: 〈 ⬧ ◊ ◊ ◊〉

STR: 〈⬧ ◊ ◊ ◊〉

AGI: 〈⬧ ◊ ◊ ◊〉

END:〈⬧ ◊ ◊ ◊

INT: 〈⬧ ◊ ◊ ◊〉

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Shock took over his body when he looked at his [Status].

For his age he was on the weakest rank right now, even making him the weakest person in his whole age group.

But it mattered barely when he looked at his talent.

A 10th Order talent!!?

He quickly turned over his right hand to look at the backside of his palm which he had not checked before.

And there it was.

An abyssal black clover symbol with only 1 leaf was etched on it right now, almost the size of a watch face.

As his [Status] showed, he was at the lowest rank right now, which meant only 1 leaf of his clover was available to him.

Recalling his memories from the novel, the power system of this world was based upon clovers.

A human was supposed to awaken at the age of 16, which meant that a clover symbol would automatically form on their palm, granting them access to mana and magic.

There were two types of people in this world: Clovists and Armentists.

Clovists were people who were blessed with a clover and were able to use magic for fighting.

Armentists were people who weren't fortunate enough to get a clover and then chose the path of physical fighting in the future.

Looking at his name, he realized that his name now was Amon Ashford.

A character that he had never heard of in the novel, an extra.

Hell, even his looks were like those of an extra.

But even so, what mattered here was his talent rather than his rank.

A Talent in this world was simple.

The order number of your talent was how many leaves you could have on your clover mark.

And the more clover leaves you had, the more stronger you got.

As far as he knew, in this world there was only 10th tier clovist, and only 2 at the 9th tier.

The boy was about to move on, when he heard the door open.

A young woman entered the room with features that couldn't be compared to even the most beautiful models back on Earth.

With long lustrous black hair and sweet warm brown eyes, she had a caring smile on her flawless face.

All of a sudden a rush of memories flooded the boy's head, throwing him into a headache.

Memories, that he realized, belonged to this body.

Fortunately, the headache didn't last for even 5 seconds before receding.

The only difference was the shocked expression on his face.

The woman in front of him, was his elder sister.

Katherine Ashford. 2 years older than him.

'Right... I'm not a normal boy anymore. I'm Amon Ashford.'

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