“Wow, I’ve become considerably stronger than before,” Vincent remarked with a sense of awe.
[You’re still weaker than most, but yes, you have grown stronger] the System responded bluntly.Vincent let out a sigh, feeling slightly deflated. “Leave it to the system to pour cold water on someone’s hopes,” he muttered.[If your hopes weren’t so insignificant, I wouldn’t have to crush them] the System retorted, lacking any sympathy.“Whatever, please explain your functions,” Vincent requested, trying to maintain his composure.[Affirmative] the System complied. [I am the Heaven System Subsidiary, a subordinate system created by the Main System and connected to the all-knowing Akashic in the heavens. I am responsible for...]“Of course, I won’t be able to hear it. Am I really that weak?” Vincent questioned himself, feeling a tinge of self-doubt.[I was created by the will of the creator and the main system to groom you] the System interjected, disregarding Vincent’s inner turmoil.[Currently, the host has access to five functions] the System continued, its tone matter-of-fact.[Status][Quest][Map][Logs][And Akashic] it concluded.Vincent listened attentively, absorbing the information provided.[The status function allows you to view information about yourself and everything related to you. It grants you the ability to assess the status of opponents, weapons, and items. However, if you’re not strong enough, certain information may be withheld for your safety] the System explained.Vincent nodded, understanding the cautionary measure.[The quest function assists in your growth. Unlike other systems, I won’t grant you rewards through a shop function. Instead, the rewards you receive will be based on the world’s response to your actions. Occasionally, I may assign missions with external rewards] the System clarified.Vincent contemplated the difference between system-generated quests and normal quests, grasping the concept of rewards directly tied to his efforts.[Map grants you access to an undetailed map of every realm. As you explore, the map will gradually reveal more details, enhancing the excitement of your journey] The System elaborated.Vincent’s curiosity was piqued, envisioning the vast possibilities of exploration.[Logs allow you to recall events or actions recorded by the System or yourself] the System stated plainly.Vincent acknowledged the usefulness of such a function, recognizing its potential value in reflecting on past experiences.[Lastly, Akashic summons the great Akashic Records. Through this function, you can seek answers to any question. However, asking questions deducts Akashic points to prevent over-reliance on the system] the System explained.Vincent absorbed the information, contemplating the significance of accessing the Akashic Records.[Do you understand all of that, Host? Or would you like me to repeat?] the System inquired.“Um... I think I understand,” Vincent responded hesitantly.[Very well. Do you have any further questions, Host?] the System asked.Vincent pondered for a moment before speaking up. “Let’s see... How can I acquire Akashic Points? And what do you mean by the world granting rewards for quests?”[Akashic Points can be obtained through system-generated quests and occasionally found in normal quests] the System clarified. [As for the world granting rewards, let me provide an example to differentiate between system-generated quests and normal quests.]The System proceeded to present two quest scenarios, detailing the distinction between rewards that stem from external sources and rewards resulting directly from one’s actions.“Ah, now I understand. So, the world rewards me based on my actions,” Vincent remarked, grasping the concept.“Wait a minute, System. I don’t see an inventory function. Is it missing?” Vincent inquired.[You are correct. I don’t possess an inventory function. However, don’t worry. The System will store your money but not weapons or items. Once you comprehend the Laws of Space, you’ll be able to create your inventory] the System explained.“Seriously, what’s wrong with this system?” Vincent muttered in frustration.“Also, I recall you saying that there wasn’t a map function,” Vincent pointed out.[Oh? When did I say that?] the System responded, feigning innocence.“What do you mean, ‘when’? You said it,” Vincent retorted, growing increasingly irritated.[I apologize, Host, but this one does not remember making such a statement. Please forgive me for not being a smart-ass] the System replied a hint of mischief in its voice.Vincent fell silent, realizing he wouldn’t be able to win this argument.“So, I can ask the Akashic anything?” Vincent asked, changing the subject.[That is correct] the System confirmed."From how to destroy the realm with ice cream to how to flex your fingers?" Vincent inquired.[Yes, any question you pose will be answered. However, the number of answers depends on their usefulness to you. If multiple answers serve the same purpose, the Akashic will provide them. Otherwise, a single answer will be given] the System explained.“I see. How many Akashic Points does it cost to ask a question?” Vincent asked further.[Each question costs 1000 Akashic Points] the System informed him.“Thank you for the clarification,” Vincent expressed his gratitude.“Now, I need to take a rest. But first, I have to find civilization,” Vincent stated, feeling the weariness in his bones.“Open the map,” he commanded.The map appeared before Vincent’s eyes, displaying the continent he was on. He could zoom in and out and manipulate the map’s functions. As he explored the options, Vincent noticed something intriguing.The location he currently occupied was marked on the map as the Dark-Wood Forest, with glowing letters indicating its name.[Focus on the name. You’ll be able to access the history of the forest and all its information through the help of the ‘Status’ function] the System advised.“Alright,” Vincent acknowledged, focusing his attention on the name.A blue window appeared, displaying the details of the Dark-Wood Forest.[The Dark-Wood Forest, also known as the Serene Forest in the past, has existed since the beginning of the Migás era. However, it earned its current name after being infested by Dark Beasts. Interestingly, around 60% of the Dark Beasts mysteriously vanished from the forest]Vincent’s attention was drawn to the Dark and SS Rank Dark Beasts mentioned in the information.“Their power is formidable. Could they be a potential threat? Could staying here for too long result in my demise?” Vincent questioned, feeling a sense of unease.[Yes, you are the only prey available in this forest at the moment. If you remain here for an extended period, your scent will inevitably attract these beasts] the System warned.“But I’ve already been here for about a day, haven’t I?” Vincent exclaimed, realization dawning upon him.The System remained silent for a moment before finally responding, [I suggest you start running.]Without a moment’s hesitation, Vincent began sprinting away from the forest, making his way toward the outskirts. He ran until he reached a safe distance before finally coming to a halt, gasping for breath.“Huff, huff... I hate you, System,” Vincent managed to say between gasps.[The feeling is becoming mutual.] the System retorted.Taking a moment to regain his composure, Vincent composed himself and spoke, determination shining in his eyes.“Open the map again,” he commanded.The map reappeared, displaying the continent’s terrain.“According to the map, civilization lies two kilometers to the north. Alright, let’s go,” Vincent declared, a determined smile forming on his face as he channeled the spirit of one of his favorite characters.[Normal Mission Generated][Name: Leave the forest.Details: Leave the forest and find civilization.Rewards: Encounter civilization and not spend the night in the forest, 5 AP]/////1.8 Kilometers Of Exhausting Journey///// "Huff, huff, huff." Weary and mentally drained, Vincent, a Migas, trudged forward, feeling the toll it was taking on his physical body. Normally, as a Migas, he wouldn't have grown tired from such a distance. However, the recent events had left him mentally fatigued. Right now, Vincent was on the brink of passing out, but the prospect of avoiding potential death urged him to press on. After what seemed like an eternity, Vincent caught sight of the promised land, not far off in the distance. The silhouettes of buildings began to take shape, accompanied by a queue. "Huh," he muttered to himself. "Why is there a queue?" Finally, Vincent reached the extended line, leading up to a guard office beside an open gate, surrounded by six soldiers. It appeared that people needed a specific ID to enter the city, and Vincent deduced that those without it would have to purchase and
/////In Heaven///// Uriel, Raphael, Gabriel, and the other angels found themselves in a deep dilemma. Vincent, having acquired the power of [The Word], was now hidden from the eyes of heaven. With the angels unable to see him, there was a high chance that they would be unable to intervene if he was in danger. Uriel, for the first time in a long while, felt confusion and fear grip him. The capabilities of the Heavens System to reject their orders and the possibility of it happening again unsettled him. "The Heavens System is the most sacred and powerful artifact in existence," he thought. "I cannot fully comprehend its power, and now it can deny us access to that power. What if this occurs during a war? Will we be rendered helpless?" he reasoned within himself. Engulfed in his thoughts, Uriel considered the reasons why the Heavens System had refused to assist them and reached a realization. "Father," he exclaimed, his eyes widening. "Can you en
After Vincent had drifted into slumber, he found himself immersed in a realm of darkness—a lucid dream, he presumed. He questioned whether this was the typical landscape of a lucid dream, but his musings were interrupted by a sudden presence he could sense. Someone else had entered his dream. Curiosity piqued, Vincent turned around, only to be astounded by the sight before him—his mother stood there, adorned with two pairs of exquisite white dove wings. Confusion flooded Vincent's mind as he grappled with conflicting thoughts. "No, this must be a figment of my imagination," he reasoned, attributing her presence to his own conjuring. Yet, he couldn't dismiss the lingering words of Azrael about his mother's ascension as an angel. Doubt and perplexity swirled within him, prompting him to approach the situation cautiously. "Son," his mother called out, her voice brimming with love. "My dear Cadmean, come here." Despite the lingering doubt of whether this was real or
As Vincent stumbled upon the astonishing revelation, his eyes widened in disbelief. The location of The Heavenly Manuals of Elohim was unveiled before him, and it sent shockwaves through his entire being. However, he wasn't the only one taken aback by this discovery. The system itself seemed shocked, though for an entirely different reason. In the depths of its digital consciousness, the system whispered to itself, [Gabriel]. The Heavenly Manuals of Elohim were known to be the very first gift bestowed upon humanity by God. These sacred manuals held within them the profound knowledge of [Dominion]. Dominion Over the Sky, Dominion Over the Earth, and Dominion Over The Beasts. They were originally granted to the first man, Adam. But an unfortunate twist of fate had led to the loss of these invaluable manuals, as they were lost in the sands of time. However, the information before Vincent continued to unravel. There was one more dominion recorded within the Heave
[Vincent!] a voice boomed in his head, reverberating with an urgency that sent shivers down his spine. "Huh?" he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. [Finally] the digital voice seemed to take on a tone of triumph. "Wait, what happened?" he asked [The weight of your mother's legacy, the fortune she left behind left you stunned.] "Oh yeah, I remember" Vincent's voice cracked with incredulity. [Yes, I thought you had died.] "Well, if I had to go, dying as the richest person wouldn't be so bad," he quipped, his words laced with a hint of dark humor. The voice recoiled, a note of concern seeping into its tone. "[Please tell me you're joking]" Vincent's laughter filled the room, a brief respite from the gravity of the situation. "Of course, I am," he reassured, a newfound sense of purpose infusing his words. "I can't die just yet." With newfound determination, Vincent turned his attention to the mysterious objects that lay before him. As he reached into the depths of the storag
Vincent's mind raced as he realized the implications of the note he held in his hands. The words seemed to come alive, dancing before his eyes with an ethereal glow. The ink seemed to whisper secrets only he could understand, an echo of his mother's voice. He couldn't help but wonder if she was still with him, somehow reaching out from beyond. A shiver ran down his spine as he remembered what he had forgotten. It was as if the universe itself had whispered a reminder in his ear. "Shit, I forgot about that," he muttered under his breath. How could he have overlooked the fact that his thoughts were not his alone? There was someone, or something, listening, delving into the recesses of his mind. Intrigued and slightly apprehensive, Vincent contemplated the question that echoed in his thoughts. "Should I open the Akashic?" The words hung in the air, pregnant with possibilities. The Akashic, the ancient repository of all knowledge and secrets, beckoned to him, promising answers to questi
Vincent's hands trembled as he gingerly held the note, his eyes scanning its words with utmost care. The letter revealed a secret realm of knowledge that awaited him beyond the gate of understanding. [Dear son, If you are reading this note, it means you have entered the gateway of knowledge and now reside in the realm of your thoughts. This place, known as the "Eidetic Library of Knowing," is not a mere artifact but a powerful enchantment of extraordinary magnitude. Within the confines of the Eidetic Library, every sight you behold will be eternally imprinted within the pages of its books, even if it is but a fleeting glimpse. Furthermore, this mystical haven grants you the ability to organize and retrieve any stored information at your command. Consider this my final gift to you... I apologize for my departure, and for not finding you sooner. I yearn to be by your side, to embrace you, and make up for lost time. Alas, it is beyond
/////Dawn of The Next Day///// The sun rose, casting its warm glow over the room where Vincent had slumbered, nude and oblivious, for an entire day. Suddenly, a subtle stirring roused him from his deep sleep, and he gradually emerged from his dreamscape, rising from the floor to embark upon his daily routine. After a refreshing, invigorating bath, Vincent settled onto the bed, releasing a long breath that dispelled the last remnants of grogginess. His eyes sparkled with newfound clarity as he finally noticed the cracks etched into the room's walls, floor, and ceiling, as well as the shattered furniture. "What in the...?" An abrupt pang pierced his head, truncating his sentence and causing him to clutch his temples in agony. "Aargh!" Yet, within the searing pain, memories flooded his mind like a vividly playing movie. After a few minutes, the torment subsided, leaving behind phantom twinges and a surge of recollection. "What the hell happened to the room?" Vincent demanded, his vo