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Transmigration: I Became a Cult Leader

Nikolai, a womanizing former assassin, dies after being stabbed. However, instead of the eternal punishment he expected, things didn't end there for him. As he strangely finds himself transported into the body of Samir, a young… slave. As if that wasn't strange and disturbing enough, he also finds himself in possession of a strange system... The Supreme Cultist System "What the fuck? So my mission is to become a fucking cultist?” “No, not just any cultist, but the ultimate cultist. Please, the system has standards, my dear host” “…” - - - - - This is my first story, so please bear with me a little. The beginning of the story is a little slow, but it gets better, I promise. Plus, English is not my mother tongue, so the grammar here won't be the best you've ever seen. So if you find any mistakes or typos you tell me in the comments, that I'll fix it as soon as possible. Thanks for reading my book!

MrSaltedCaramel · Fantaisie
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Traits

 As soon as he clicked on the option, the screen changed and the welcome messages disappeared, being replaced by a different interface. On the screen, in addition to a window with a series of information, for some reason there was also a small avatar with the exact appearance of Nikolai's body.

It was only at this point that Nikolai realized how much his body had changed in relation to the memories he absorbed from Samir

- - Status - - -

[Name: Samir Al Demitris (Nikolai Kir Ivanov)]

[Race: Human | ???????]

[Level 1]

[Class: None]

«Attributes»

STG: 12

AGI: 10

VIT: 12 

INT: 20

[ Attribute Points: 0 ]

He immediately noticed some strange things in the interface, such as the surname that was not present in the memories he incorporated, or the question marks in his race. However, for the sake of his own sanity, he chose to ignore it. Furthermore, for a strange reason, the interface in front of him was quite familiar to him.

After watching her for a while and exploring memories of her, he realized he had seen something similar before, not as Samir, but rather as Nikolai back on Earth

"Oh, this is equal to Eternal Doomain's status"

Eternal Doomain, was a very popular game on Earth that Nikolai used to play shortly before the incident between him, an angry husband and a knife. Not only him, but a large part of the population was addicted to playing the game, thanks to its extremely realistic gameplay and story

"It is quite unexpected to see such a thing in this world. But I'm not going to complain, after all it makes things easier. Speaking of that game, I still think it's a shame that it died just before the first big update… I remember they said it would bring big changes to the game world."

Hearing Nikolai's comment, Adrestia sighs silently, as she thinks to herself

'Game world? Hah, you should be thankful that you died and left that place. Things have become very chaotic there on Earth'

Unaware of Adrestia's thoughts, Nikolai continued observing her status, turning his attention to her attributes.

"Huh, maybe it's not as bad as it seems. Yes, perhaps that is quite a high value in this world--"

"Ah, just for comparison. The Strength, Agility and Vitality statistics of an average adult is around 15 to 20", Adrestia commented at a glance, completely destroying his hopes

CRITICAL DAMAGE!

Nikolai immediately fell to the ground after the sudden attack from the lovely Adrestia

"Well, at least my intelligence is quite high"

Although in this world there is nothing as convenient as these Status windows where one can check their attributes in concrete values, the concept of mana and energy was widely known, to the point that even a slave like Samir knew. Taking this and Nikolai's experience with gaming into consideration, he was able to guess that this attribute was related to this

"That's true, it's just a shame that you can use it"

CRITICAL DAMAGE!

No matter how frustrating it was for him, Nikolai couldn't deny that she was right. He saw this in the memories he absorbed, that although Samir possessed plenty of mana in his body, he had zero talent for it. Without even giving him a chance to try and defend himself, she mercilessly concluded

"You know, no matter how big your mana pool is, if you can't use it, it's useless"

CRITICAL DAMAGE!

"Ahh… okay, at this point you're definitely doing that on purpose, aren't you? You're enjoying seeing me suffer, right?"

"Fufufu, just a little"

After playing with the former assassin a little more, the Goddess finally stopped teasing him, resuming her role as guide

"Okay, jokes aside. For you to understand why it is so weak, first we need to make some things clear. To begin with, please take a look at this"

Following the Goddess's words, a second window appeared

«Berserk Tyrant's Emerging Physique»

– Type: Passive

– Rank: SS+

– Effect: The physique of a battlefield tyrant, innately more robust and resilient than its peers. When on the verge of death, Berserk mode will be activated, where for a short period of time the user's body will be pushed to the limit, having their attributes improved and their sense of pain suspended.

– 0% proficiency

"Is that... a skill?"

"Well, yes, you can call it that, but in this world it is known as Trait"

"Trait? Where have I heard that before?"

Nikolai then remembered one of Samir's memories, what traits were and the importance that people attribute to them in this world. An example of this is what happened with Samir, who despite having the lowest position of a slave, was undeniably rude and disrespectful towards his "owners". 

Normally a slave behaving in this way would be unacceptable, leading to him being quickly eliminated and discarded. However, that's not what happened to him. This was due to the fact that Samir possessed a Trait, and a good one at that.

It is necessary to understand that even though he was a slave, Samir was not the type of slave normally seen around, responsible for plowing fields, harvesting crops or even taking care of animals. No, he belonged to a different group known as the battle slaves

As the name suggested, a battle slave's only function was to fight, whether helping with training, fighting bandits and monsters, or simply for the entertaining of their owners, the life of a battle slave consisted largely of battle after battle

It was precisely during combat that Samir's Trait shone, as whenever it seemed like he was seemingly at the last gasp, he would rise up stronger than ever and, ready to wreak havoc on his enemies. Of course, it wasn't like he didn't have his drawbacks. After the passace effect, what he was left with was a gigantic amount of pain, along with the inability to move his body properly

"Hmm, I see, so that's what my trait does, huh?"

As Samir did not possess the system while he was still alive, despite having a general idea of how his trait worked, he never had a chance to see a proper description like this

"Yes, that trait or skill, whatever you prefer to call it, was what allowed him to survive not only those deadly attacks, but also that fall"

Nikolai blinked. Before looking at the endless darkness above his head, visibly surprised. 

It was then that Nikolai noticed something strange about the situation.

"Wait, something isn't adding up here... According to the skill description, I should possess a stronger and more powerful body than my peers. But, you just said that my attributes are actually weaker than the average person. So, what is happening? Did the system make an error, or is this some kind of bug?"

"No, the description is right…", Adrestia paused before continuing in a more serious tone, "Still, the current state of your body cannot be described as normal"

"Due to the circumstances, the system needed to carry out emergency treatment to repair its vessel, that is, this body. Otherwise, once your soul was transferred into it, due to the body's lack of life and activity, your souls would simply disperse, without even having the chance to enter the cycle of reincarnation"

"o___O?"

"Aniway, it is a fact that the human known as Samir, had reached a physical level quite high and envied in the mortal world. After all, tearing apart the body of a C rank monster using just his physical strength isn't exactly common"

Adrestia commented, reminding Nikolai of the ease with which Samir had to deal with the Stone Moles that flooded the labyrinth, but before he could get lost in those memories she continued

"However, even though he had such an impressive and strong physique, in the end… he died. No matter how great or impressive his achievements were, it is all lost in death!

"Furthermore, at the time the system was yet to be activated, its authority over this body was greatly restricted. All it could do was stimulate this body's regenerative rate beyond its limits to restore it and heal its wounds.

Well, in the end, the emergency treatment worked. But, in this process, not only this body... your body returned to a weaker state as a side effect. As also, all the artifact remaining energies were used, causing it to go into hibernation mode, merging with you. That's why you're so weak"

Nikolai then widened his eyes. When a frightening realization hit him

"Fuck... I got nerfed!"