'soft feathers'

BANG!

A loud bang was heard as lucas felt the sensation of being sent flying. lucas feel his body only to discover that it was already numb from the continous pain previously.

what happened, if you may ask? well, lucas was just about to take his first step into the harsh reality of society and was about to take his first intervier after graduating. lucas majored in mechanical enineering and was hoping to find a great job with great salary. lucas was even humming happily, thinking of his bright future if he manage to impress the interviewer but when he took a turn on the right street, a loud sound of engine filled his ears along with laugher and howlings.

lucas watched as a bright red ferrari charged in his direction. lucas even made eye contact with the driver of the sportscar. the driver was a woman. an incredibly beautiful woman. beside her was also a beautiful girl and behind them was another pair of beautiful girl. the four girls were clearly having fun but lucas didn't give a damn about that. the issue here is that the sportscar is heading towards him now!

this is the sidewalk you know!?

lucas immediately leaped to the side but was speechless when the sportscar also took a massive sway, altering it direction towards him again. lucas clearly saw the look of horror in the eyes of the four women. the driver was clearly panicking.

screams and yells from the other people on the sidewalk was heard as the people scrambled to hide from the raging bull in the form of a great sportscar.

lucas can only watch as the headlights of the sportscar grew brighter and brighter before he felt his body being sent flying and there you go, he's clearly dying right now.

lucas couldn't help but smile bitterly internaly. lucas was an aspiring young man from a certain rural village. the village lucas came from was suffering from drought so he decided to brave the wild city in hope of finding a good job to help his parents. lucas has always been a fillial son. always placing his parents well-being before himself. who would have thought that suc accident will end all of that 'hope' of his.

lucas then heard a thud and somehow felt that his body was now lying on the cold road of the street. screams and panicking talkings reverberated around him as lucas felt his surroundings getting colder and colder. or was it his body?

[ding! trader #998 has been found. beginning extraction of memory]

as lucas was succumbing to the coldness of death, he suddenly heard a cold yet melodious voice in his mind. trader? extraction of memory? lucas couldn't understand them all.

'ah, i want to sleep. so tired. guess i still deserve a good rest after all of that hardships'

lucas muttered to himslef mentally and completely embraced his own fate.

[extraction complete. beginning spiritual transfer]

and that was the last thing lucas heard before all sounds aroung him ceased existing.

. . .

lucas felt incredibly comfortable, it was as if he was laying down on a large bed made out of soft feathers completely. lucas turned and rolled, switching to another comfortable position before sighing in bliss.

"such is life, after death there's even a comforta- wait what? death?"

lucas suddenly opened his eyes when he realized something so important. lucas clearly remembered getting ran over by a blinding sportscar, before dying on the street so how can he still feel 'comfortable when he's dead!?

lucas immediately rose up from his 'bed' and was shocked to realized that the large bed he mistaken as made out of soft feathers was actually a 'bed' made out of corpses. blood and mutilated bodies sprawn across the place and underneath lucas was a pile of female corpses. no wonder they're so soft. . . ahem.

after realizing what was happening, fear begun to creep up to his skin as he immediately bolted to the side that was completely corpse-free.

[spiritual transfer succesful. congratulations for the succesful binding, host]

just as lucas was beginning to grow hysterical, the cold yet melodious voice he heard before he died was once again heard by him inside his mind. as a person who grew up reading novels online even with weak reception in his village, lucas was no stranger to such 'systems'. lucas even found them as slightly overrated so he slightly avoid them as he already grew bored with them but who would have known that he will receive a 'system' himself.

"what do you mean by spiritual transfer? do you mean transmigrating? reborn? reincarnated or kindnapped?"

lucas couln't help himslef but ask those stupid questions even though the answer was clearly presented in front of his face already.

[spiritual transfer is the method the creator had created in order to save a potential host's soul from those unjustified untimely deaths.]

ohhh so in other words its really reincarnation. lucas excitedly stroke his chin just like how saged stroke their beards when thinking something 'sageful'.

"then what kind of system are you? cultivation system? farming system? gaming system or fame system? or even peeping system?"

[this sytem is no system. i am an intergalactic aritificial intelligence that the creator had created in order to assist the future traders other than the creator himself and help guide them towards the right and successful path of a true trader.]

the system's or the intergalactic A.I's voice resounded once again inside his mind, slightly scaring lucas out of nowhere. after a few seconds, lucas finally decided to ask the most cruacial questions a transmigrated should ask.

"where am i? and what is the goal of this 'trader'thingy of yours?"

the system remained silent for a moment, making lucas slightly nervous for some reason.

'did i transmigrated in attack on titan? or in tokyo ghoul? no, those places is a huge no-no. both have monsters walking after your body. not that kind of 'after', its a literal meaning.'

after a few more seconds flew by, lucas finally heard the system answer his question.

[the trader is currently in the outskirts of the ionian region, currently in the middle of a war between the noxians and ionians]

lucas involuntarily froze when he heard what the sytem just said. ionians? noxians? why did those words felt incredibly familliar to me? lucas tried to brainstorm in order to get what those familliar words meant but luicas just can't remeber it. the answer was clearly in the end of his tongue but lucas just can't spit it out.

"im sorry, i'm kind of confuse. can you please clarify the specific situation of this place right now?"

the tone of lucas was unsurprisinglu heavy since the system or A.i had just said 'war' and together with the dead bodies around him, lucas already knew that the situation is clearly not good. war and dead bodies always meant the word "trouble".

[the ionians are currently defending against the noxian army with its own ionian army and warriors. ever since irelia cuts the arm of certain descendant of the prestigous swain clan, sparks of war and hatred immediately began to appear, thus resulting to this bloody war with irelia together with her ionina army against the great and bloodthirsty army of the noxians]

hearing the system, lucas couldn't help but exclaim in realization. irelia was from the famous and addicting online game a friend of his introduced to him during their university days. irelie was from ionia, one of the recognizable places in league of legends. while the 'swain's was from noxus, a bloodthirsty and war driven empire in the league.

before he died, lucas watched a cinematic that shows the war between ionia and the noxians, with irelia and the others appearing to defend against the noxian army with the great scion in the fray,

"then system, what is your purpose in appearing?"

lucas finally asked the important question. since his destiny now relies on this purpose of this system of his.

[the purpose of the system is to help the host in trading and growing more in the near future. the creator had been famous back in his days for his dealings, trading valuable items for valuable treasures. even souls and supreme bodies are acceptable when trading, as long as the two items being traded was in equal value]

lucas slightly shivered when he learned that even souls is okay for trades in the future.

'then will i become some kind of devil in the future? trading souls for the human's desires?'

lucas immediately shook his head in order to get rid of such thoughts. who cares if your a devil, devil or not, every trade is fair as long as the two items were equal in value