Pocket Dungeon Anime System In A Cultivator World

Chapter - 1: Pocket Dungeon Anime System

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The young man thought that was it. After jumping off the bridge, he'd die.

Not that he wanted to in the first place, he was only forced to because the motherfuckers chasing him wouldn't let up, and he'd rather take himself out than be killed by them. And by jumping into a river, he at least hoped his body would be found and his family would mourn for him properly. His mother at least. He didn't know whether or not his father would care. Or any of his step-siblings.

Still, either way. He's dead.

Or at least, he should be.

Instead, he woke up staring up at a dazzling blue sky, the sickeningly sweet scent of peaches wafting through his nostrils, and his head on a particularly sturdy rock. 

The pain of shallow water impact isn't anywhere to be found on his body, only pain from resting your head on something very solid and not meant to be slept on for a long period of time.

He blinked once. Then, twice.

Purgatory? No, this isn't purgatory, this was too serene to be purgatory. Heaven, then? Definitely not. As much as he'd like to think he's a good person, he had a past of making deals with shady men. They won't let him step into heaven even if he did take in stray cats. Though, he guesses it depends on what Heaven he's talking about.

So where was this? How--

[ Ding! Welcome to the Sacred Sky Continent! ]

--And what was that?

He stands immediately and wields his sword.  Sword? He frowns and looks down at the weapon in hand. He definitely can't remember ever using a sword, but why does it feel so right to hold it?

And why does his body feel so damn light? Hadn't he been drugged up on fast food? He should be at least a little sluggish

' Where the hell am I? And why can't I remember my name!?!?'

For the life of him - he couldn't remember his name. Only a foreign name was there.

" Ying Hao."

He said the name a few more times and made a odd expression.

' That's not my name...'

[ Does dear Host wish to open his starter pack? ]

Taking him out of his thoughts was a floating blue box and a cold and unfeeling female mechanical voice in his head.

' Is this? Is this what I think it is?' Being an avid reader of whatever he could read in his free time, the situation was one he had read about before.

Dying and seeing a floating blue box can only mean one thing for a person like him.

' A System?'

[ Ding! Affirmative! The Pocket Dungeon Anime System - at your service dear Host! ]

' Pocket Dungeon Anime System?'

With just the name alone he finds out how this System works. He read Pocket Hunting Dimension - so he knows how it works.

[ Pocket Dungeon Anime System: Every time the Host falls asleep he will be taken to the Pocket Dungeon. In this Pocket Dungeon - Host will have to kill the Mobs and gain AP(Anime Points). If the Host 'dies', he will have to wait a whole day till he can enter the Pocket Dungeon, again. Likewise - if the Host survives for three hours in the Pocket Dungeon, he will forceful be taken out of the Pocket Dungeon and wake up in reality. Likewise, if something happen to Host's body, he will wake up ]

' What a straightforward System...'

Ying Hao mumbled to himself.

Now, he really hopes he not post-dreaming this before he wakes up in Hell.

Moving his head around, he groaned feeling his head hurt. How long was he on that damn rock?

As this thought rang throughout his mind - he was flooded with memories that weren't his own. It was like he was watching a movie with all his senses and felt and know everything the original Ying Hao knows.

From what he could understand, he is the sixth Young Master of the Ying Family. A rather wealthy and powerful Family. The Ying Family is one of the "Great Three Families". Due to this, even though he was the sixth Young Master, the original Ying Hao lived a fairly good life with money and women at his every whims. Because of his past with women and money, he is just another good-for-nothing Young Master. Also because of his past, the woman of the Ying Family doesn't really like him, other than his Mother.

The reason he was laying his head on a rock is because...he died. Someone clearly drugged him, though the original Ying Hao couldn't see that, as he was too busy fucking girls with too much makeup on, drunk out of his mind.

When he left the Majestic Pleasure Flower Pavilion, someone pushed him from behind, making him smash his head on the rock - killing him.

Or so they thought...

Checking his head for any Injuries, he, strangely enough, didn't find any at all. Not even a drop of blood or cut. His newly long luxurious raven-black hair doesn't have any blood either.

' The hell is going on? Did the System clean and heal me?' He could only think of this.

[ Ding! Affirmative! ]

It seems he was right. Which means he wasn't dead. The original Ying Hao was probably brain-dead. However, when he crossed over, the System fixed him and most likely whipped the original's personality and emotion, only leaving the Knowledge and muscle memory, as he fully knows how to use the Jian sword fairly well.

Furthermore, because he devoured the original's memories, he knows he's in a Cultivator World. And he's a Young Master in a Cultivator World with a powerful background.

Isn't his setting wrong? Wasn't he supposed to be a slave or low-ranking family member with no talent for Cultivating. The script is clearly wrong!

' Coming from red blue and cup noodles to fancy Chinese food is one big step up in the world.'

At least he's doesn't have to run errands for the Mafia anymore to make a living.

Sighing, he put his black and gold Jian sword in its black sheath, and started walking back to his new home in this world

Glancing at the rising sun, an emotion surged from around his heart.

' I hope Ma, is gonna be okay with twenty thousand dollars.'

In every job he did, he always only used half and kept on the other half for his Ma just in case something ever happened to him.

Likewise, if he ever was to die on a job, a friend of his will bring her a note he wrote in case he died and the place where the money is hidden in his room.

In this way - his Ma will be okay. As for his stepdad snd stepsisters? Fuck em. They can die for all he cares for.

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