> [SYSTEM BOOTING…]
[Status: Deceased. Cause: Truck. Motivation: Cat. Intelligence: Debatable.]
[Welcome to Morlune! You have been reincarnated. Whether you wanted to or not.]
Ren Kazuki opened his eyes to the smell of dirt, grass, and poor life choices. He sat up, groaned, and immediately noticed three things:
1. The sky was pink.
2. The birds were singing in autotune.
3. His clothes had been replaced by something that looked like it was stolen off a scarecrow during clearance season.
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“Where the hell…?”
> [Correction: You are not in Hell. You are in Morlune. Though the customer service is similar.]
[I am your System. I live in your head now. You're welcome.]
Ren looked around. Fantasy trees. Fantasy mountains. A fantasy bug the size of a small dog buzzing past his face.
“Oh good,” he muttered. “I died and got sent to a bootleg fairy tale.”
> [Incorrect. This world is top-tier. You, however, are not.]
“Can I get a refund on reincarnation?”
> [Only if you can find a god with a receipt. Spoiler: you won’t.]
Suddenly, something slimy flopped onto the path ahead. A blue blob. It wobbled. It jiggled. It made a fart noise with its body.
“…Is that supposed to be a monster?”
> [Yes. Slime. Classic starter enemy. Danger level: low. Embarrassment potential: extremely high.]
The slime bounced toward him like it had beef.
> [Emergency Quest: Survive.] Reward: 1 EXP, Rotten Apple, Basic Underwear (finally). Penalty for Failure: Death. Again.
Ren grabbed the nearest stick he could find. It broke. In half. Instantly.
“…Okay. Round two, universe. Let’s dance.”
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Twelve Seconds Later
Ren lay flat on his back. His stick was snapped in two. His tunic was stained with goo. And the slime? Gone. Probably off to terrorize a cabbage.
He stared at the sky, dead inside.
> [Congratulations! Quest complete. Somehow.]
[You earned: 1 EXP, 1 Rotten Apple, and Underwear. Basic. Elastic questionable.]
[New Title Unlocked: “Survivor (Barely).” Effect: +2% EXP when victory is accidental.]
Ren sat up and groaned. “This world sucks.”
> [Correction: You suck. The world is fine.]
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And that’s how it all began.
No sword. No magic. No pants.
Just Ren, a sarcastic System, and a world ready to kick his butt for laughs.
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