1 Chapter 1: I came back (1)

Synchronizing…

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Synchronizing complete.

Scanning….

Host: A human [Bipedal] species from the planet Earth::Code no: 716388 from Sector: 546

Statistics:

|Neuron system: Moderately functioning. Warning: 7 abnormalities located within the brain. (Important)

|Digestive system: Mildly functioning. Warning: 3 tissues slightly damaged; 2 tissues badly damaged. (Important)

|Integumentary system: Slowly functioning. Warning: Skin tissues are badly damaged. (Immediate treatment needed) (Important)

|Muscular System: Moderately functioning. Warning: Abdominal tissues are badly damaged. (Immediate treatment needed) (Important)

|Skeletal system: Moderately functioning. Warning: Lower jaw slightly fractured; two ribs moderately broken. (Important)

Bodily Strength: Disappointingly Weak

Mentality Strength: Slightly Above Average

Universal Rank: Peasant

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Unknowingly, I woke up with these messages running through my head and as I opened my eyes I found myself lying in a dark alley which I somehow recognized from a distant memory.

Looking around, fragmented memories I have from this place started resurfacing, I got this foreign yet familiar feeling the longer I analyze my surroundings.

How odd.

'Is this the afterlife? But why does it feel so familiar though?'

I clearly remembered that just a little while ago, I detonated an atomic bomb which I surely know would kill the invaders and yes; it killed me too seeing that I was clearly at the center of the explosion.

**I was clearly deep in thought when I felt pain in my head—an excruciating pain, that even with my level of mind that experienced countless traumatizing experiences, shivered and almost passed out just from that short encounter.

Then, not for long, I smell something I was most familiar with. Something which I've already recognized even from my youth up until the day I wage war from those bastards—the smell of blood.

It's metallic and somehow revolting smell invaded my nose, giving me a nostalgic feeling and at the same time excitement.

I tried sitting down from my crouched position and finally experienced something which I almost forgot—pain.

Aside from that, I finally took notice of the pool of dried blood beneath me which also littered my white shirt.

Then, my surprisingly bloody small hands…

'Small hands?'

I took a double look at my hands to confirm, and by rubbing both hands, I noticed that thick callous I acquired from holding thousands of weapons weren't present. And there, it finally struck me; but I was still doubtful if it's true or not so I took off my shirt to confirm.

The scars I acquired from my endless battle was gone and the thick chiseled muscles which covered my body was in turn became skinny to the point of malnutrition. My eyes shook as I concluded that I... I've return from the past.