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Real System World

A Normal Firefighter died and was reborn. He was brought back with a mission, a mission filled with combat and scars. But he discovers that his home is a little different.

AlexWebNovel · Fantasy
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2 Chs

The Beginning

I woke up to the sun blaring in my eyes. I look to the side to see the sun going through my curtains, I sit up and open the curtains to look out of an apartment 5th floor.

I begin to turn toward my bed, but I turn back when I notice that I'm not in my home. Well, I was, but it was my old apartment that I first lived in when moving into Miami. I looked around my room and noticed that it was quite empty but still had my dark green bed, my oak desk, a bedside table, and an oak wardrobe, my shelves were half filled with books from my Fire Department like the vehicles, protocols, and engineering in general, and 2 books that are from Stephen King, Pet Sematary and The Shinning.

I go toward my wardrobe and open it to see the mirror. I look at my old reflection. What I mean is that I look like when I was younger. I had shoulder-length brown hair that had small curls at the end, brown eyes, tan skin, and chubby, and I stood at 5ft8.

Compared to when I was older; I had a buzz cut, white skin, and a fat bulk, and stood at 5ft10. 

I don't know what is going on. Am I dreaming or what? After a while of thinking I started to remember, I was on my way to my house but was suddenly hit in the side of my body. I think a type of vehicle hit me, but how did I get here?

Suddenly something answers me.

{Hello Alexander Gonzalez, I am System that is here to give your Inheritance.} 

I barely noticed this white window, with black writing. But when I look at this window I get very confused, and try to touch it but just faze my hand through. To be honest I can't keep myself calm, as my breath is uneven. 

"What do you mean?" My voice was very shaky replying.

{I am the RSW, gifted to you by fate. You'll be given the ability to fight highly powered Demons.}

"Hold up! The F*CK do you mean DEMONS!" I yelled back, I felt confused, annoyed, and angry.

{Demons have been around the Earth since humans, events that were caused by Demons like the Nazis, where the Demon Faction has only been able to send two different Creatures. However, they have sent different ones over the centuries.}

Reading this got me quite confused, what the f*ck is the Demon Faction? And what's that got to do with Nazis?

"What do you mean that this 'Demon Faction' caused the Nazis?"

{Nazis are a Demi-Human cult that is a group that has tried over the centuries to take human sacrifices. Then late the 1900s when the Jewish Blades disbanded believing they killed the cult, the cult came back.}

"What you saying is that I'm not the only person with this, 'RSW'?" I asked curiously, because if I can get help to answer my questions then maybe I'll be told what's going on.

{No.}

"Well f*ck me then." I spoke out in frustration, I looked around my room and suddenly sore a calendar that had a black circle around one of the dates. And when reading the date I saw that it said 'Beginning Of Work' and next to it was a sad face. I remember that today I'm supposed to be going to the Fire Department to start my work as an Engineer, and not a Firefighter. I looked back at this window and was trying to decide what to do until I finally decided.

"Alright 'RSW' I'll accept this inheritance. But do it quickly I need to go to work." Then after finishing my answer, the window popped up immediately.

{The RSW has already been applied to one's soul, all you have to do is open your [status].}

Hearing this he thought, status?

[Status]

 

Level: 1 (To increase, the user has to have been able to pass the Level Test)

 

Strength: E/1

 

Speed: E/1

 

Durability: E/1

 

MANA: F/1

 

 

[Skills]: None 

 

[Magic]: None 

Seeing all this was confusing, but I just left it behind me and wore my black cargo pants, black cloth shirt, and a blue polo jumper. I ran out and grabbed my keys. I jogged to my apartment complex garage and ran to my old parking spot but to my surprise instead of seeing my grey Toyota, I saw my Father's old 1970 Dodge Challenger Black Ghost. It was a gift to me by my Father before I left home. I had originally sold it for wanting more money but regretted it later.

"Well let's get to work."