"An important information?" Jeremy mused, and with a deep breath, Jeremy opened the email and began to read, his heart pounding with anticipation.
(Your first mission was a success, and after further evaluation, you have been aasigned with a d-rank as an excorcist) (Tap here to access your rank's perks.) It read in bold and underlined letters. As Jeremy mused over the email, a mix of excitement and confusion coursed through his veins. He couldn't help but wonder how he had been evaluated so quickly after just leaving the dungeon moments ago. "After further evaluation?" he questioned aloud, his brow furrowing. "I thought I had just left there a few minutes ago..." Shaking off his confusion, Jeremy decided to set aside the perks mentioned in the email for now. He had more pressing matters to attend to, like finding a place to sleep for the night. He had already told his mom that he was going for a sleepover at a friend's house, a lie that he wasn't particularly proud of. "I'm so terrible at lying," he admitted to himself, scrolling through his messages. His eyes widened as he noticed a message from his mother. "Oh! Mum replied to my message?" Jeremy muttered, feeling a glimmer of hope. With anticipation, he quickly tapped on his mother's message to read its content. "Ok sweety, I won't be available for a while due to work, just make sure you are safe, and avoid fighting with your friends," the message read. Jeremy couldn't help but chuckle, albeit with a tinge of pain. "Won't be available for a while... just how many days is 'a while' going to take?" he wondered aloud, rereading the message. A realization suddenly dawned on him. "Wait! That means she isn't around then?" Jeremy's face lit up with a smile. "No need for me to spend my hard-earned money on renting a place to stay overnight!" He felt a wave of relief wash over him, knowing that he could sleep in the comfort of his own home. But his excitement was short-lived as he scrolled up to find another message from his mother. "And I hope you took the spare key because I locked the door before I left." Jeremy's eyes widened, his mouth opening in a comical fashion. His hopes of spending the night at home came crashing down. He had left the spare key inside, foolishly assuming that his mother would be home the next day. "I wished I was invisible!" Jeremy exclaimed inwardly, his frustration evident. He wracked his brain, calculating the cost of renting a place for the night and how it would affect his finances. Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, he realized that his school uniform was also inside the house. If he couldn't get in, he wouldn't be able to attend school until his mother returned. "Have a great time, love you!" His mum's message concluded. "I love you too mum." He uttered, before putting his phone back to his pocket. As he contemplated his predicament, a memory flashed in his mind. He remembered seeing a tab on the screen of the system just before exiting the portal. It was a hidden quest offered by the system, something he had brushed off initially. However, now it seemed like the perfect opportunity to tackle it. "The hidden quest the system gave me," Jeremy pondered, a newfound determination burning within him. He made up his mind in an instant. He would skip school for the week, and his mother would be none the wiser. With his resolve strengthened, Jeremy thought about his next course of action. He needed to find the cheapest place to stay for the night. "I'll send a personal mail to you, so check your phone by 4 pm tomorrow." Jessica's message reverberated in his ears, and a smile surfaced his lips, before it expanded into a grin. A sense of excitement and anticipation filled the air as Jeremy's grin widened. He was ready to face the challenges ahead, to rise from the ashes and prove himself. "Let's do this!" he declared, his determination skyrocketing. But before he embarked on his quest, he needed to find a temporary shelter for the night. Luckily for Jeremy, after an exhaustive search, he stumbled upon a quaint inn that offered a place to rest for the night. The innkeeper, a grizzled old man with a stern expression, quoted a price of 300 rons for a night's stay. Determined to stretch his limited funds, Jeremy summoned all his bargaining skills and pleaded with the innkeeper to lower the price. After an intense negotiation, he managed to haggle the price down to 200 rons, a small victory that brought a sense of relief. As Jeremy stepped into his room, he couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. The accommodations were far from luxurious, with worn-out furniture and faded wallpaper. The room lacked the comforts he had grown accustomed to, and even basic amenities like meals were not included. "They don't even cover for feeding services," he sighed, realizing the extent of his financial limitations. "Guess that's just how poor I am," he thought, his spirits dampened for a moment. Despite the less-than-ideal conditions, Jeremy knew that he had to prioritize rest. The fatigue from his first mission was beginning to take its toll, and sleep became an urgent necessity. He lay down on the creaky bed, the weariness pulling at his eyelids. However, anxiety gnawed at his mind, making it difficult to drift off into dreamland. As sleep finally embraced him, Jeremy found himself transported to a world of dreams and aspirations. In his slumber, he was no longer the struggling teenager burdened by the weight of responsibilities. Instead, he became the protagonist of his own success story, envisioning himself as the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar company. The dream was vivid and exhilarating, filled with the promise of wealth, power, and fulfillment. In this dream world, Jeremy's imagination ran wild as he navigated the intricate workings of his empire. He made bold decisions, charting the course for his company's expansion and success. The dream was an escape from the harsh realities of his current situation, a glimpse into a future where his potential knew no bounds. But even in his dream, a part of Jeremy yearned for more than just material success. He longed for the companionship of true friends, the warmth of genuine relationships, and the love and support of his family. As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight pierced through the window, Jeremy slowly stirred from his dream-induced slumber. The remnants of his dream still lingered in his mind, filling his heart with a newfound determination. He knew that he needed more than just a good night's sleep to achieve his dreams. He needed to harness his talents, seize every opportunity, and overcome the obstacles that stood in his way. With a renewed sense of purpose, Jeremy rose from the bed and prepared himself for the challenges that lay ahead. He was ready to face the world, armed with resilience, perseverance, and an unwavering belief in his own abilities. Little did he know that the path he had chosen would lead him on an extraordinary journey of self-discovery, adventure, and personal growth. The story of Jeremy, the young exorcist, had only just begun, and the pages of his life were waiting to be filled with triumphs, setbacks, and moments of sheer brilliance. As he stepped out of the inn, he took a deep breath, ready to embrace the unknown and carve his own destiny. The road ahead would be arduous, but Jeremy was determined to rise above his circumstances and emerge victorious, leaving a lasting impact on the world around him.Jeremy's eyes widened in awe as he beheld the magnificent bungalow before him. The architectural design was exquisite, with its elegant facade and grand entrance. The building exuded an air of sophistication and luxury, with its well-manicured gardens and tasteful landscaping.As Jeremy glanced at his old wristwatch, he realized that it was 3:59:47, just a few seconds away from his desired time of entry. He let out a sigh, his anticipation growing as he waited for the clock to strike four. Time seemed to slow down as he eagerly anticipated stepping foot inside the building.Before opening the front door, Jeremy's eyes fell upon a signboard, confirming that he had indeed arrived at the right venue. The sign read, "The Dark Horses Guild." Jeremy's heart raced with excitement as he realized he was about to enter a place of mystery and intrigue."Okay, here we go," Jeremy mumbled to himself, his hand grasping the door knob. With a slight creak, the door swung open, revealing a room filled
Jeremy stood in the bathroom, lost in thought as the water droplets from his recent shower fell to the floor, creating a soothing echo in the quiet room. He had just completed his daily tasks, a routine he followed diligently to improve himself. 'Daily challenge completed√' . 'Would user like to assign SP automatically?' With a hint of skepticism, Jeremy responded to the prompt asking if he wanted his skill points allocated automatically. "Yes?" he mused, surprised by the seemingly intuitive nature of the system. Immediately, the system allocated his skill points, enhancing his abilities without any input from him. Jeremy couldn't help but wonder if the system was somehow able to read his thoughts. Curiosity piqued, Jeremy decided to check his stats. He quietly uttered the command, "View stats." In response, the system displayed Jeremy's current attributes and their respective levels. His Strength (STR) had increased by one point
As Jeremy stood in the midst of the desert, his surroundings taking on an eerie stillness, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The plain and smooth desert stretched out before him, seemingly endless in its expanse. The heat intensified, causing beads of sweat to form on his forehead and trickle down his face. His throat felt parched, a dryness that seemed to consume him from within. Gulping down the rising anxiety, Jeremy took a tentative step forward, his boots sinking slightly into the soft sand. But as he moved, he felt a peculiar sensation beneath his foot. It was a slight crunch, as if he had stepped on something fragile. Curiosity piqued, he lifted his leg to inspect what he had inadvertently crushed. 'E rank beast (Desert crab)' To his surprise, he found himself staring at the remnants of an E-rank beast, a desert crab. Its lifeless form lay before him, its carapace gleaming in the harsh sunlight. Jeremy's expectations were tempered, knowing that defeating s
The deafening silence that followed was broken only by Jeremy's heavy breathing. He stood amidst the aftermath of the battle, his chest heaving as adrenaline coursed through his veins. The desert around him was littered with the lifeless bodies of the sand worms, their once fearsome forms now reduced to motionless hulks. The air hung heavy with the scent of victory, mingling with the faint musk of the fallen beasts. Jeremy took a moment to catch his breath, his mind still reeling from the intensity of the battle. Sweat soaked his clothes, clinging to his skin like a second layer. His body ached from the exertion, but a sense of accomplishment surged within him. He had faced the challenge head-on and emerged triumphant. As he surveyed the scene, his eyes fell upon the lifeless desert crab he had picked up earlier. In the chaos of the battle, it had been forgotten, dropped to the ground amidst the flurry of action. Jeremy bent down to retrieve it, holding it up in his hands once m
Jeremy's body throbbed with an unbearable pain, clouding his thoughts and pushing him to his physical limits. 'Full health of user has been restored.' 'Hidden quest performance grading: B-' 'User's new rank: c' 'Weapon inventory and system store has been updated' 'AI voiceover for guiding user is now available' '21 skill points have been allocated to user.' 'Quest completed: Heart of steel (in the face of an overwhelming opponent, damage received would be reduced up to 2% while endurance would be boosted up to 25 when in danger.' He had pushed himself to the brink of destruction, but now, finally, the system was here to ease his suffering and restore him to full health. It was a moment of relief and gratitude, as he felt the weight lift off his shoulders and his body become whole once more. The injuries and deep cuts that had plagued him were miraculously healed, a testament to the power of the system. As he lay there, supine, Jeremy's gaze shifted towards the projection han
Jeremy stood in the unfamiliar surroundings, his mind racing to make sense of his current predicament. Confusion washed over him as he realized that he was not where he had expected to be after accepting the quest. The system stories he had read a few days ago, always transported the users back to the exact location where they had embarked on their journey. But now, he found himself in an unknown place with tattered clothes and a sense of disorientation. As he pondered his situation, a gust of wind brushed against his face, causing his clothes to flutter. Jeremy took a few steps forward, hoping to find some answers or at least a clue as to his whereabouts. To his surprise, he stumbled upon a road named Cipher Street. The population in this area seemed sparse, but he could not help but notice the strange reactions from the people he encountered. "They're avoiding me," Jeremy mused, a hint of disappointment in his voice. He observed as two young women quickly averted their gaze and
As Jeremy crossed the threshold into the inner sanctum of the guild, a hush fell upon the bustling room. The members, engrossed in their respective tasks, paused momentarily to acknowledge his presence. Some offered friendly greetings, their voices carrying a melody of warmth and camaraderie, while others simply nodded in recognition. It was evident that his arrival had not gone unnoticed, and Jeremy couldn't help but marvel at how seamlessly he seemed to blend into the fabric of the guild. "It appears that I have been embraced as one of their own," Jeremy mused, a sense of satisfaction washing over him as he surveyed the scene before him. The realization that he had effortlessly assimilated into this clandestine world only fueled his intrigue, leaving him with a lingering sense of curiosity about the guild's inner workings. As he made his way towards Jessica's office, Jeremy couldn't help but ponder the significance of the guild members' familiarity with his presence. It seem
It was a scorching Sunday afternoon in Oakfield city, with the sun blazing down mercilessly, threatening to smite anyone in its path. The citizens of the city were desperately seeking refuge from the unusual and intense heat, clutching umbrellas as they went about their day, hoping to shield themselves from the blistering rays.Meanwhile, Jeremy found himself standing just before the entrance to the kitchen, a sheepish smile on his face as his mother scolded him. Ignoring her words, seemingly lost in thoughts as he pondered, "I thought the weather forecasters said it was going to be a thunderstorm?"His mother's voice grew louder as she hollered, trying to get his attention. But then, her tone softened, and a pitiful look crossed her face. "Jeremy," she said, her voice filled with disappointment, "are you even listening?""I'm sorry, Mum," Jeremy mumbled, his gaze fixed on the ground. He could sense his mother's disappointment, and it made him feel guilty."Where did you go for a wh