"I'm sorry, Ethan, but your mother is dying; we can't do anything to help her at the moment except giving her the treatment she needs!” Doctor Albert’s words rang like a haunting gun in the ears of Ethan as he stared at him blankly. He blinked his eyes countless times as he sat in the doctor's office, his hands that were positioned on his laps clutched tightly to his clothing. If he was planning on obtaining any message or information about his mother’s health, it definitely wasn't about her dying. She was all he had; she was all he wanted to have in life, but hearing she was dying, his heart raced with nothing but fear and uncertainty. “Did you hear what I just let out to you?” Doctor Albert asked as he looked at him. He was trying to find out if Ethan was still present in the room with him. “Mr. Ethan!” He called out again just to bring his thoughts back to reality. “I'm sorry, Albert, but... I was just lost for a while. What do we do? How much is the money needed for her s

“Mother!” Ethan whispered as he swiftly ended the call and had his phone plunged into his pocket. If there was anything he was scared about, it was losing his own mother. He hoped to stay with her for as long as he lived and not watch her die. Ethan's heart pounded with fear and tension as he struggled to get back on his feet. Despite the pain from Gideon's attack, he refused to give up. His only focus was on reaching his mother.“I have to get to my mother!” He muttered as he began to race towards the highway. The second he got to the bus station, he thought about running to the hospital, but that would waste so much time. He decided to stop a cab with the little money he had on him. He was saving it for taking his mom home but at this point, seeing her was more important. He felt his stomach churn at the thought of losing her on earth. He wouldn't be happy if anything happened to her. He knew she was weak, but it was best if she stayed alive for him. “Fucking stop!” He roared as

Ethan left Camilla's side and headed right for a calm and quiet class. He was also trying his best to be vigilant. He wouldn't want the eyes of his bullies to find him. It was better to avoid them than punch them in the face, just as his system had ordered him to do the first time. He kept breathing heavily as he locked himself in the hall where he had entered. He sat down and tried to calm his nerves. It was time to know the truth; it was time to understand it all. Although he knew that he had reincarnated, he still needed more details to explain what was happening to him. “System? System!” He called out with an audible voice, like he was having an argument with his system. [Host doesn't have to speak out so loud for system to listen!] It warned him again, and he recalled it. He instantly became calm. “Sorry there… But can you explain what's happening? Because trust me, I'm about to lose it. What's really happening, and how did you get into my head?” Ethan questioned, his gaze f

Going back home after the graduation and having fun with himself, Ethan turned to return home. He was so excited that he just couldn't help but stop at a store to get some food stuff.He kept dancing to the song playing in the supermarket, but his joy was cut short when he heard muttering voices from behind him. “Watch him go; it looks as though he has successfully stolen from someone. and can't wait to use their money to pay!” Ethan stood at a spot as he heard them. He just couldn't move, and he felt a pinch of pain in his veins. He wished to deal with them, but he just couldn't expose himself, at least not yet. “Who knows if he can pay for it? I bet he'll keep buying on debt while his mother pays for him! Mommy's poor church rat boy!” Another voice uttered, adding a sense of mockery to his tone. Ethan furiously shut his eyes briefly and clenched tightly on the item that he held in his hand. Without hearing any more word from them, he stormed out and headed for the counter to pay

“Who are you, really? You are not the weakling everyone used to know!” James inquired, putting Ethan in a state of confusion, fear, and uncertainty. Ethan wasn't sure how he was going to react to James's question. His identity must be concealed. It must be hidden. There was definitely no way anyone should find out that he had reincarnated, and with a system too. He kept mute and could only turn to James with a stare filled with apprehension. His heart had begun to race rapidly too, and although he wished to speak, his lips were too heavy to explain his situation. He feared getting caught and not having his revenge. Just then, James walked slowly towards where Ethan was standing again, and with his eyes squinted, he gazed right into Ethan’s eyes, his attention fully concentrated on Ethan. “You are not him; you've changed. Something in you has changed. The Ethan I know will never ever speak back at anyone! Who are you?” James asked again, this time with a more drastic tone. Ethan's