Revenant's Slaughter: The Reaper System

A New Life

"He's awake!"

"Atticus! Can you hear me?"

"Don't shake him around so much, you silly girl!"

Atticus heard different feminine voices call out around him. Slowly, he opened his eyes and was met with three ladies standing over him, their deep blue eyes as clear as the ocean.

"Where in the heavens am I?" Atticus muttered under his breath as he tried to sit up on the bed.

"Ah~, I don't think you should move around too much!" Liu Meilin exclaimed as she held Atticus's arm in support.

"Argh! Why does everything hurt?" Atticus felt a sharp pain at his lower ribs. He looked around the room, which had a girlish aesthetic. The walls were painted in shades of lavender, and the bed he lay on bore intricate and pretty floral patterns that resembled the vases of flowers placed at the corners of the room. But amid all this beauty, the three ladies at his bedside stood out.

Atticus glanced down at himself, wrapped in several layers of bandages still hinting at bloodstains. Wait! Wasn't he supposed to be reincarnated or something? His thoughts flashed to his deal with Amsodeus, and then he realized that he never asked him how or where he was going to be reborn. But back then, he was consumed by rage, so the details didn't cross his mind. For all he knew, he could be in another world, and he sincerely hoped this wasn't the case.

"This might be worse than we thought, look at him all zoned out," Lei Meilin whispered to her elder sister Lei Mehua, who responded with a glare.

At this point, Atticus realized that he was still being addressed by his name. It was time to make sense of everything and understand the situation he was in.

"Where am I?" Atticus questioned the three ladies.

"Do we need to call the healer again? Because I think there's something wrong with him," Lei Meixiu, the youngest of the three sisters, said.

"Told ya," Lie Meilin said as she glared back at her elder sister.

"Uhh, you all realize I am right here?" Atticus waved his hands in front of the ladies.

Lei Meihua looked at Atticus with concern in her deep blue eyes and asked, "Atticus, can you tell us the last thing you remember?"

Atticus, still feeling disoriented, rubbed his temples and replied, "Honestly, I can't remember much. My head hurts, and everything before waking up here is a blur."

Lei Meixiu chimed in, "Okay, I really think we should be calling the healer."

Atticus, hearing their concerns, decided to play it safe and nodded.

As Lei Meihua moved to call for the healer, something strange happened. Atticus felt a sudden cold sensation on his forehead, and a voice echoed in his head, saying,

[Reaper system activated.]

"What did you say?" Startled, Atticus asked Lei Meihua, mistaking the voice for hers.

The voice continued

[I'm an artificial divine intelligence created especially for you by Lord Amsodeus to guide your path to being the world's ultimate reaper. Would you like to commence with the absorption of installed memories, yes or no?]

Atticus, realizing that this voice was connected to Lord Amsodeus and the gift promised to him, hesitated for a moment.

"Are you feeling worse?" asked Lei Meihua, seeing his confused expression, unaware of Atticus's inner dialogue.

"No, no. Actually, I think I need to rest for a bit. Maybe you could get the healer later."

"Alright," she said, "I and my sisters will leave for now, and I will check up on you later. You need to prepare for the banquet this evening, after all."

"Banquet?" Atticus had no idea what banquet they were referring to, but he was eager to explore the gift Amsodeus had given him, so he just nodded.

As the sisters left the room, Atticus turned his attention back to the voice in his head. "So this 'memories' you talk about refers to this life I have here?"

The voice responded [Yes, host.]

Atticus asked, "Why wasn't I just reincarnated as a child?"

[You were, host]

the reaper system explained

[but your memories of your former life were locked alongside other attributes to keep your presence hidden from other celestial beings. Lord Amsodeus delayed your awakening.]

Understanding the situation better, Atticus said, "Alright then, I'm ready to absorb the memories."

Letters appeared in the air in front of Atticus, forming a system panel. The voice explained

[This is your system panel, for easier access to your stats, system shop, and inventory. You are the only one who can see all this.]

The terms used by the System was strange but at the same Atticus understood it all.

On the system panel, the words appeared:

[Absorb memories, Yes or no?]

Atticus chose, "Yes."

The voice responded, [Absorption commencing. Completion time = 2 hours. Host will experience mild discomfort and lucid dreams.]

As Atticus chose to absorb the memories, a stinging sensation enveloped his head. It was as though his mind was being rewired, and he felt a surge of unfamiliar experiences and emotions. Flashes of memories flooded his consciousness, and he started to piece together the puzzle of his current life.

In this new existence, he was still Atticus, but not a Steele anymore; he was Atticus Bloodhound. His battered and bruised state, the reason for his bandages, became clear; he had been challenged to a fight by an outer court disciple of the sect he was in. But there was more to the story than just a regular challenge.

Atticus realized that he was the current sect leader's son in this life. His father, Lord Cedric Bloodhound, had impregnated one of his slaves, and that pregnancy had given birth to Atticus. However, despite his supposed elevated status as the sect leader's son, he was widely regarded as trash within the sect. It seemed that Lord Amsodeus' efforts to keep him hidden had unintended consequences.

The first issue was his perceived lack of talent and weak meridians, leading to pitiful progress in cultivation. At 18 years old, he was still at the essence gathering realm, while in his previous life, he had already reached the spirit sovereign realm which was about three levels above. This had made him an easy target for bullying, especially from his peers and even his own brothers.

Atticus had learned that the sect was a place where power was the sole currency, and his weak status had subjected him to constant humiliation. Even his father had called him useless and a bastard multiple times. The only saving grace was his striking appearance, which could make most ladies weak in the knees. Yet, this had also made him a target for envy and violence.

But now, Atticus believed that his fortunes were about to change. The reaper system was his ticket out of this miserable existence.

After two hours of absorbing memories, Atticus had gained a complete understanding of his current life's hardships, and yeah, things had been shitty for him here right from the start. But his enemies from his previous world might still be alive, given the longevity of cultivators, and he was determined to still have his revenge, the promise he made to Ling Tian still stood. But first, he needed to gather strength.

With newfound determination and a smile on his face, Atticus knew that his past and present worlds were probably one and the same, connected by a 50-year time difference but since he knew his enemies had lifespan of centuries, this time difference did not really matter. He was ready to change his fate with the power of the reaper system...he was ready to begin his path of blood.

"Stats" Atticus said.

[HOST STATUS]

Name: Atticus Bloodhound

Bone age: 18 years old

Cultivation level: Essence Gathering (8th level)

Bloodline: Abyssal inferno (locked)

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Physique: Chaos immortal (locked)

Titan inferno ( locked)

Legacy: Mark of Amsodeus

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