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Lord of Villain

In the past few hours, I've endured the most excruciating moments of my life. From attending my own funeral, devoid of any emotions, to facing the prospect of imminent death, I thought I had experienced it all. Little did I know that a ray of hope would emerge in the form of a mysterious mechanical voice. [Congratulations, you are selected as a Special-Grade Player.] [As a Special-Grade Player, you are provided with something special that will set you apart from other players.] [Transmigration has been chosen as the form of transportation to the game.] [Completed.] [Starting Transmigration.] At first, being a Special-Grade Player with access to cheat sounded thrilling and enticing. However, little did I realize that this blessing was nothing but a disguised curse, especially for me. In a world where the line between right and wrong blurred, and where the Gods' intentions remained shrouded in mystery, my life as a player was destined to be an arduous journey. A journey from a mere player to the Lord of Villain.

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Blessing or Curse

"System, tell me everything I should know, everything you know or can tell... Just tell me everything you can say." I remained unbothered, knowing that the system won't answer everything. Then why bother?

[The host is currently in God's Game, Game-1: Tutorial as a Special-Grade Player.]

[Th-]

"Wait a minute, what do you mean by God's Game?" I asked, almost choking on air, surprised by the word 'God.' Even though I had a general idea, I still wanted to listen.

[God's Game is a game conducted by Gods for the sole purpose of their entertainment.]

I heard the mechanical voice of the system, and the words were something not beyond my comprehension.

''Tell me about this Grade Player and how are they selected,'' I asked as I leaned back on the bed, staring at the new words appearing on the red screen while simultaneously listening to the cold, emotionless voice of the system.

[Players are divided into 10 grades. Special-Grade being the highest, while 10th Grade is the lowest. Players are selected according to their marks in the test. For example, the host got 91 out of 100, so he became a Special-Grade player, but if the host had got 90/100, he would have been a 1st Grade Player.]

''Ohhhhh.'' It felt like I entered a state of enlightenment, but that didn't even last half a second.

sigh

''System, what are the advantages of being a Special-Grade Player?'' I asked with a satisfied smile on my face whenever I think about being a Special-Grade Player.

[Special Grade Players are those who have the highest chance of surviving the God's Game.]

''So, how many Special-Grade Players survived in the God's Game until now?" I asked the system as my eyebrows raised, a voice filled with doubt.

[The System cannot answer that.]

''Sigh. I knew it,'' I sighed as I expected these words, but the next words of the system really scared me.

[But no Special-Grade Player survived in the last God's Game.]

'What the fuck. Didn't you just tell that the Special-Grade Players have the highest chance of surviving? Then why did no Special-Grade Player survive in the last game?'' I asked, my heartbeat getting faster and my body shaking, but it calmed down with each passing second.

[Being a Special-Grade Player might sound good, but if you look at it from another point, it is no better than the worst curse ever in existence. You will understand sometime later.]

'HUH?? What do you mean that being Special-Grade is bad?' I asked frustratingly as the answer was not something I expected.

[The System cannot answer that.]

The cold, emotionless mechanical voice of the system rang in my head.

'Fu*k. Why can't you answer this question?' I asked as irritation ran through my skin.

[For further information, you should check the player's System, and also the system doesn't want to answer you.]

'Fuc*k you, system,'' I said angrily and frustratingly as my muscles tensed, my body shaking because of anger, and my eyes slightly red.

[Fu*k you too, host.]

'Huh? What the fuck...*sigh*... Don't tell me that I got one of those shitty systems with sentience?" I asked with a slight awkward smile, wanting my words to be false.

[Host, the system will change according to the host and his surroundings.]

"You just made it worse."

"Sylvia," I added depressingly after thinking for a few seconds.

[What?]

''Your name will be Sylvia from now on," I said sarcastically after hearing the mechanical voice of the system.

[What do y-... Fu*k.]

The voice of the system, which was just mechanical a second ago, was now turned into a sweet and cute voice of a girl.

It was pleasant to hear than the mechanical voice.

*shring*

A chill was sent down my spine when I thought that the system would change according to me and my surroundings. Doesn't that mean it would be a boy? And did I want to hear the voice of a boy for the rest of my life?

Hell, nah.

A smile crept on my face as I praised myself for my intelligence.

''Sys- Sylvia, give me the rewards for naming you,' I said as I remembered that naming these systems would give you rewards, right?

[Hmph. You might have gotten a reward if you had unlocked 'that' function. But now? You will receive nothing.]

''Really?'' I asked, feeling quite unhappy.

[Hmm]

Hmmm. This system has already started to be quite... I am really a genius, hehe.

Well, what was that, yes, 'Player System.'

[Welcome, Player, to the God's Game.]

[Here, everything is possible.]

[Chances are everywhere; you just have to grab them. You might become the ruler of myriad words, the ruler of the Universe. You might even be a... God.]