21-09-2025, 01:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 21-09-2025, 01:34 PM by halluvi. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
The golden panel blazed with light, and Avinash’s breath caught in his throat.
He blinked hard. Once. Twice. The light didn’t fade. It hung there in the air before him, like a transparent scroll no one else could see.
His first thought was that he had finally gone mad. His second was that this was some new hallucination caused by exhaustion. But the clarity of the letters… the way they pulsed as though alive… no, this was no dream.
[System of Reincarnation and Fate Severance]
Host: Avinash Mehta
Realm: Black Iron Layer – Rank 3 (Mid-stage)
[ + More ]
Avinash stared. His heart thumped loudly in his chest.
“System…?” he whispered, the word strange on his tongue.
To his shock, the panel flickered in response. The “+ More” symbol glowed faintly.
Avinash hesitated. His fingers twitched. Slowly, he raised his hand and poked at the glowing mark. He felt nothing physical, but the panel reacted anyway.
The text shifted.
Attributes:
Strength: ???
Agility: ???
Stamina: ???
Mana: ???
[ + Expand ]
His eyes widened. Attributes? What’s this supposed to mean?
He reached out again, uncertain. When his finger hovered near “+ Expand,” the letters rippled like water. With a gulp, he pushed forward.
The question marks dissolved into numbers.
Attributes:
Strength: 26
Agility: 21
Stamina: 18
Mana: 5
Avinash’s jaw went slack.
“26… 21… 18… 5? What are these numbers supposed to be?” he muttered.
No answer came. The panel was silent.
But his instincts told him these numbers reflected him in some way. Strength. Agility. Stamina. Mana. He compared himself to the monstrous Prashanth, who had lifted over 1300 kg during the strength test earlier. If that was over a hundred in numbers… then what did his tiny ‘26’ mean?
“Trash,” he whispered bitterly. The panel’s judgment was no different from the clan’s.
But at least it was honest.
Suddenly, a new line appeared at the bottom.
[ + Questline ]
Avinash’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t touch it immediately. His heart raced.
“This thing… is it testing me? Or helping me?”
For a long moment, he just stared. Then, gathering courage, he tapped.
The panel shifted again.
Questline: Severing the Chains of Mediocrity
Quest 1: Train the Broken Vessel
Condition: Perform basic Black Iron circulation exercises for 3 consecutive days without fainting.
Status: Not yet attempted.
Rarity: [Uncommon]
Reward: ???
Avinash sucked in a sharp breath.
Circulation exercises? For three days straight?
He had tried those countless times over the past two years. Every time, his damaged meridians gave out after a short while, leaving him gasping, sometimes even coughing blood. He had failed so many times that some elders laughed whenever they caught him practicing.
But here, the panel was telling him to do the same thing again.
“Why… why call it a quest? And what does Uncommon mean?”
His mind buzzed with confusion. The word “reward” blinked faintly, as if mocking him with its mystery.
He clenched his fist under the blanket.
No answers were given. The panel had gone silent again.
Still, one thing had become clear.
This System wouldn’t hand him treasures or miraculous pills. It wasn’t feeding him strength.
It was… guiding him. Testing him.
And maybe, just maybe, giving him a chance where before he had none.
Avinash exhaled slowly. He touched the panel one last time, but it faded into nothingness, leaving only the empty hospital room.
But the words remained carved in his mind.
Quest 1: Train the Broken Vessel.
Avinash closed his eyes. His lips curved into a tired, trembling smile.
“If that’s all you want from me… then fine. I’ll do it.”
For the first time since his downfall, he felt a spark. A reason to wake up tomorrow.
He blinked hard. Once. Twice. The light didn’t fade. It hung there in the air before him, like a transparent scroll no one else could see.
His first thought was that he had finally gone mad. His second was that this was some new hallucination caused by exhaustion. But the clarity of the letters… the way they pulsed as though alive… no, this was no dream.
[System of Reincarnation and Fate Severance]
Host: Avinash Mehta
Realm: Black Iron Layer – Rank 3 (Mid-stage)
[ + More ]
Avinash stared. His heart thumped loudly in his chest.
“System…?” he whispered, the word strange on his tongue.
To his shock, the panel flickered in response. The “+ More” symbol glowed faintly.
Avinash hesitated. His fingers twitched. Slowly, he raised his hand and poked at the glowing mark. He felt nothing physical, but the panel reacted anyway.
The text shifted.
Attributes:
Strength: ???
Agility: ???
Stamina: ???
Mana: ???
[ + Expand ]
His eyes widened. Attributes? What’s this supposed to mean?
He reached out again, uncertain. When his finger hovered near “+ Expand,” the letters rippled like water. With a gulp, he pushed forward.
The question marks dissolved into numbers.
Attributes:
Strength: 26
Agility: 21
Stamina: 18
Mana: 5
Avinash’s jaw went slack.
“26… 21… 18… 5? What are these numbers supposed to be?” he muttered.
No answer came. The panel was silent.
But his instincts told him these numbers reflected him in some way. Strength. Agility. Stamina. Mana. He compared himself to the monstrous Prashanth, who had lifted over 1300 kg during the strength test earlier. If that was over a hundred in numbers… then what did his tiny ‘26’ mean?
“Trash,” he whispered bitterly. The panel’s judgment was no different from the clan’s.
But at least it was honest.
Suddenly, a new line appeared at the bottom.
[ + Questline ]
Avinash’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t touch it immediately. His heart raced.
“This thing… is it testing me? Or helping me?”
For a long moment, he just stared. Then, gathering courage, he tapped.
The panel shifted again.
Questline: Severing the Chains of Mediocrity
Quest 1: Train the Broken Vessel
Condition: Perform basic Black Iron circulation exercises for 3 consecutive days without fainting.
Status: Not yet attempted.
Rarity: [Uncommon]
Reward: ???
Avinash sucked in a sharp breath.
Circulation exercises? For three days straight?
He had tried those countless times over the past two years. Every time, his damaged meridians gave out after a short while, leaving him gasping, sometimes even coughing blood. He had failed so many times that some elders laughed whenever they caught him practicing.
But here, the panel was telling him to do the same thing again.
“Why… why call it a quest? And what does Uncommon mean?”
His mind buzzed with confusion. The word “reward” blinked faintly, as if mocking him with its mystery.
He clenched his fist under the blanket.
No answers were given. The panel had gone silent again.
Still, one thing had become clear.
This System wouldn’t hand him treasures or miraculous pills. It wasn’t feeding him strength.
It was… guiding him. Testing him.
And maybe, just maybe, giving him a chance where before he had none.
Avinash exhaled slowly. He touched the panel one last time, but it faded into nothingness, leaving only the empty hospital room.
But the words remained carved in his mind.
Quest 1: Train the Broken Vessel.
Avinash closed his eyes. His lips curved into a tired, trembling smile.
“If that’s all you want from me… then fine. I’ll do it.”
For the first time since his downfall, he felt a spark. A reason to wake up tomorrow.
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