The cold rain washed over Arlan's face as he lay on the muddy ground. His heart was fading, and his vision was blurring. He had been betrayed by the very people he called family.
"Is this... the end?" he whispered, his voice trembling.
Arlan was a prince, but a 'trash' prince who could never awaken his magical powers. And today, they had finally decided to get rid of him. As he closed his eyes, waiting for death, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang in his head.
[Ding! Host's life force is at 1%. Emergency Protocol initiated.]
[Scanning soul... Compatibility: 100%.]
[Integrating the 'God-Slayer System'...]
A sudden surge of golden light erupted from his chest, blinding the assassins who were standing over him. The pain was unbearable, but Arlan felt a strange, ancient power flowing through his veins.
[Integration Complete!]
[New Quest: Survive the Assassination.]
[Reward: High-Level Cultivation Technique and 100 Exp.]
Arlan's eyes snapped open. They were no longer the eyes of a weak boy; they burned with a fierce, golden flame. He stood up slowly, the mud falling off his clothes.
"You wanted me dead," Arlan said, his voice cold and sharp like a blade. "But now, it's your turn to fear me."