[System Loading...]
[System: Congratulations! You have been reincarnated.]
"What the hell is this… and where the fuck am I?" he muttered, running a hand through his messy hair. "I don't remember shit. Last thing I recall… some bastard stabbing me in the back. Damn him."
[System Initializing...]
[1. Survive the day…]
[2. Kill your enemies…]
[3. Find your partner in crime…]
Jun's eyes widened as he stared at the glowing options. "What the… what the actual fuck is this thing?"
He scoffed and muttered to himself, "Survive the day… Kill your enemies… Find your partner in crime… what the hell kind of options are these?"
His hand kept running through his hair, and he felt a twitch in his gut—something telling him this wasn't just some sick joke. "Alright… fine. Let's see what this shit wants from me," he said, slamming a finger down on the first option.
The screen blinked. A new line appeared:
[System: Choice selected. Prepare yourself.]
Jun blinked. "Prepare myself… for what the fuck?"
Jun felt a sudden jolt in his chest, like someone had slammed a fist into it. The world around him blurred, the edges of reality bending like wet paint. He stumbled back, catching himself on… nothing.
"What the fuck…?!" he shouted, spinning around. His fists clenched in the air as a cold, metallic voice filled the space.
[System: Welcome, Player. Your existence has been rewritten. Survival is your first task.]
Jun groaned. "Rewritten? Survival? Who the fuck writes this shit?!"
A glowing map appeared in front of him, lines and dots pulsing like they were alive. One dot flickered rapidly.
[System: That is your first objective. Move carefully.]
Jun squinted at it. "Move carefully… sure, genius. Like I've got a choice." He muttered under his breath, "This is some fucked-up video game shit… except it's real."
His hands shook slightly, not from fear, but from that cold, itching anticipation—the kind that only comes when you know something bad is about to hit.
"Alright," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "let's see who the first motherfucker is."
Jun stepped forward, eyes locked on the pulsing dot. The ground beneath him suddenly solidified, rough and uneven, like cracked asphalt. The air smelled sharp—metallic, almost like blood.
A low growl echoed from the shadows. Jun froze, every muscle tense. From the darkness, a figure emerged—tall, hunched, moving with unnatural speed. Its eyes glowed red, and its teeth… fuck, its teeth were too many, and too sharp.
Jun grinned, a rough, humorless grin. "Well… shit. Looks like someone didn't get the memo about backing off."
The creature lunged. Jun rolled to the side instinctively, hitting the ground hard. Pain shot through his ribs, but he barely noticed.
He grabbed a broken pipe lying nearby—whatever he could use—and swung at the thing.
[System: Enemy HP – 100%]
Jun muttered under his breath, "Motherfucker's full health… great start." He dodged another swipe, feeling the air split beside his face. "Alright… let's dance, asshole."
Jun swung the pipe again, this time connecting with a sickening crunch against the creature's shoulder. It shrieked, a sound that made his ears bleed, and lunged at him like a bullet.
"Jesus Christ, calm the fuck down!" Jun yelled, rolling forward and kicking out at its knee. The creature staggered back, but didn't fall. Its red eyes locked on him, pure malice radiating like heat.
[System: Enemy HP – 85%]
"85 percent… huh, guess it's gonna take a while," he muttered, swinging the pipe in a wide arc. Sparks flew as it hit some invisible resistance. Shit. He'd never fought anything like this before.
The thing growled and leapt again. Jun ducked just in time, scraping his shoulder against the ground. Dirt and blood mixed on his skin, but he barely felt it. Rage and adrenaline made him sharp.
"Alright, motherfucker… let's see how you like this!" Jun charged, aiming a brutal swing at its head. The pipe connected, bouncing off with a clang, but it staggered. He grabbed a chunk of debris from the ground and hurled it straight at its glowing eyes.
[System: Enemy HP – 60%]
"Sixty percent… okay, we're getting somewhere," Jun said, breathing hard. Sweat ran down his face, and he laughed—a rough, almost maniacal sound. "This is just like… fucked-up cardio, huh?"
The creature roared, swinging wildly, knocking Jun back. He hit the wall, pain exploding through his side, but he forced himself to his feet.
"Yeah… okay, yeah… you're scary. But I'm Jun, bitch. And I don't die that easy but you will."
Jun's lungs burned, his ribs screaming from the hits, but he wasn't done. The creature advanced again, claws scraping the ground like metal on stone. Its growl vibrated through his chest, and for a split second, Jun felt something almost… human in its rage.
"Fuck that. I don't care if you're angry," he spat, yanking a jagged piece of metal from the rubble. He lunged, slamming it into the creature's chest. Sparks flew, and it screeched, staggering back.
[System: Enemy HP – 25%]
"Twenty-five percent… oh, now we're talking," Jun muttered, grinning despite the pain. He ducked another swipe, rolling to his knees, then leapt up, swinging the pipe like his life depended on it—which, technically, it did.
The creature snarled and charged, faster than before. Jun met it head-on, slamming the pipe into its skull with every ounce of strength he had. There was a sickening crunch, a shriek that tore through the air… and then silence.
The creature collapsed, twitching once before lying still. Jun sank to the ground, chest heaving, hands slick with sweat and blood—not all his own.
[System: Enemy Defeated. Experience +50.]
Jun wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and muttered, "Jesus… if this is how every day starts, I'm fucked." He glanced at the glowing dot on the map—his next objective. "Alright… next asshole."
He stood, flexing his sore limbs, eyes hard. "Let's see what other shit this messed-up world and system has waiting for me."
To be continued..