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Origin Of The System
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2023-01-01 23:39:55"Wait a minute, you're telling me that binding the System will help me with training and cultivation?" I inquired, seeking more clarity.
"Yes, that is correct," the System affirmed, its mechanical voice unwavering. "Anyway, how did you select me out of the billions of people in the world right now?"
"Because you are 100% compatible with the System and considered a rare human throughout the Universe," it responded matter-of-factly.
"Damn, that's crazy," I exclaimed, still trying to wrap my head around the idea.
I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. The concept of being chosen by a cosmic entity for some grand purpose was overwhelming. Curiosity fueled my next question: "System, how were you made? What's your origin?"
The System hesitated before responding, creating a moment of suspense. "The System was made by the Creator Of Everything, The One Who Ascended, The One Who is Above All, The One Who Created the Multiverse."
Goosebumps covered my skin. "Creator of everything, The One Above All," I repeated in awe. The weight of the responsibility hinted at by the System sank in. I felt a strange connection to the vastness of existence as if I had been thrust into a role larger than life itself.
"Why did he create you, the System?" I asked, pondering the motives behind such a creation.
"The Host Level is Insignificant; the Host will have to level up for the System to disclose its true purpose," the System replied cryptically, leaving me with more questions than answers.
As I mulled over the implications, the System brought my attention back to the pressing matter at hand: "The Host's approval is required to bind the System to the Host's Body."
Concerned about the potential pain involved in the binding process, I hesitated. "Will the binding process be painful?" I inquired, my mind racing with thoughts of the impending ordeal.
"Yes, the Host is required to have the will for the binding process to complete," the System responded candidly, leaving me contemplating the impending challenge.
"I dare not do that at my house; everyone would be either terrified or think I got possessed," I muttered to myself.
Deciding to delay the process, I informed the System, "I will not initiate the binding process today, but tomorrow I will find a secluded place and start the binding process."
"Host's suggestion is acceptable. The System will go into hibernation until the host decides the time for the binding process. System hibernating," the mechanical voice declared, signaling a temporary respite from its mysterious presence.
I breathed a sigh of relief as the System fell silent. Alone in my room, I contemplated the Supernatural Divine Godly Power System, the Creator of the Multiverse, and the enigmatic true purpose that lay ahead. The weight of these revelations kept my mind restless throughout the night.
As I wrestled with my thoughts, my mother unexpectedly opened the door. Startled, I nervously asked, "W-what are you talking about?"
Her perceptive gaze penetrated my attempts to feign innocence. "Do you like someone?" she inquired with a knowing smile.
Blushing, I stammered, "Mom, what's gotten into you? What are you talking about?"
Undeterred, she sat beside me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Come on, tell me quickly. How did you meet? How are you doing with her now?"
Caught off guard, I found myself entangled in a web of questions. Balancing the secrecy of my newfound destiny and deflecting inquiries about a nonexistent romantic interest proved to be a challenging feat.
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