One million points?! And a system?!
Tres stared at the screen in front of him as he stood outside his house.
A million points just for returning back to Earth? Even if I don't know what my system is about, a million points is a lot. Usually, points are given from achievements collected in that world. Returnees must finish their main goal before they can return to Earth. Their goals are usually given to them by their system to help them progress enough to beat their world's threat. Like, a fantasy world might have a demon lord…
And I got all this? For doing absolutely nothing? Is this an error? It must be… The transportation showed my world was Earth itself… nor did I get any quests. I just won?
He stared at the system message as he said, "Open shop." His face turned up with a smile. Who cares? Even if I didn't get to experience any world, I just got a free million points. Let's see what I can spend it on.
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Rift Emporium:
Enhance System: Locked.
Skill Shop:
Enhance Body: 10,000 points
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Enhance Body? he thought as he stared at the screen. But just then, he heard someone speaking.
"Oh? Trash?! Is that you?"
Tres turned to see a man with a bulky build, long hair tied up, and a smirk. Terror seized Tres' body as he remembered who that man was.
"Hey, buddy," said the man—Tres' classmate from high school, also his bully—Luke.
Tres felt scared as he looked at Luke, who was smirking.
"Hey, trash, are you gonna respond or not? Or are you going to piss your pants?"
Tres clenched his fists as he looked up at Luke.
"Hey, Luke. Why the fuck are you acting so chummy with me?"
Luke's eyes widened as he looked at Tres.
"Look at you. You finally grew a pair of balls. Still, aren't you acting too cocky? Do you even know what I am now?"
"You are still the pathetic wimp, Luke," Tres said, glaring at him.
Luke raised his hand, grabbing Tres in a single motion and lifting him.
"Hey, trash? Aren't you getting too cocky? You're acting like you're a returner. But you aren't, right?" Luke's grin turned sadistic. "Guess what, bitch? I got accepted into the Demonic Guild."
Tres' eyes widened. The Demonic Guild? The guild commonly known for causing deaths… Yes, most of the people in the Demonic Guild are power hungry. They are easily influenced by power. Still, getting in is way too hard. How the hell did someone like Luke get in?!
Luke looked at the struggling Tres and said, "Hey, why aren't you responding? Oh, that's right. Now that I've grown quite muscular, you must be terrified, right?" Luke smirked, slamming Tres onto the wall. Tres coughed, breath knocked out in a single impact.
What the hell… It feels like my ribs have shattered. Oh fuck, it hurts so bad. I need to move…
He looked at Luke, who was pinning him to the wall, smiling with blood–red eyes.
He's gonna kill me…
"P-please… Luke… I'm sorry—"
Luke looked at him in surprise.
"Woah? You got understanding pretty easily. That removes the fun out of it, doesn't it?"
Terror gripped Tres as Luke said, "C'mon, I thought you got better at life, and here you are, still the same trash who was with me in high school."
Tres felt the humiliation, but he couldn't do anything about it… It was the truth. He was still pathetic—apologizing for getting beaten up.
He looked beside him, still pinned to the wall, as he saw the Rift Emporium still floating beside him.
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Rift Emporium:
Enhance System: Locked.
Skill Shop:
Enhance Body: 10,000 points
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No… I can change after all. This is my moment… I am a returner. He tapped his fingers on the Enhance Body feature with a single thought as he grit his teeth. I'll never fucking apologize again—not to people like Luke.
Suddenly, he felt his muscles coil, tightening and strengthening. His vision sharpened as he grabbed Luke's hand, gripping it tightly. Despite his small frame, he was able to slowly move it.
"Huh? What the hell, trash? You have some strength, huh? No matter, this makes it more fun," Luke smirked. He threw a punch at Tres—a powerful punch that Tres took point–blank. He felt as if he was about to faint, but he grit his teeth.
No… Not yet!
He grabbed Luke's head as he headbutted him, striking Luke's nose.
Luke jerked back, grabbing his nose as he muttered, "You little shit!" But before he could say more, Tres dropped low and slammed his elbow into Luke's thighs.
"AGHHHHHHH FUCKKK YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Luke bent down to grab Tres, but Tres poked his two eyes, and Luke screamed again in pain.
That's it, I can beat hi—
As Tres was about to go for the finishing blow, he felt a punch to his gut that sent him flying, hitting the floor. If there was no wall, he would have fallen off the fifth floor. Tres grabbed his head as he looked at Luke, who was smirking with a bleeding nose.
What the hell was that?! He punched my gut but my head hurts more… Is that a skill!?
"You fucker. You move like a rat! Too bad I got a system. If it wasn't for this, I might have lost, you know?" Luke raised his fist as red energy circled around it. "I'll teach you some manners." Luke charged at him.
He has a system, of course. It must be his skills… Fuck, my li—
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Replication System
Would you like to copy the system of the man in front of you?
System of the Opponent: Demonic System
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With only a second to think, Tres instantly shouted, "Yes!" without hesitation. As Luke charged, before the punch even connected, a flash of light blinded Luke, stopping him.
As the light cleared, Tres looked around. He felt a lot better. He was feeling… lighter.
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Replication System
System successfully replicated: You have now gained Demonic System
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"Huh?" Tres looked at the message in front of him, and suddenly a red message popped up.
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Demonic System
[System Notice] Demonic Core has been activated.
Skills Unlocked: Detect Hostility, Devour Fragment, Adrenaline Surge, Soul Strike
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"What the hell did you do, you bitch?" Luke was rubbing his eyes. "How the fuck did you blind me?" He opened his eyes. "That's it, I'll break your fucking bones!" He grit his teeth as he walked toward Tres.
Tres wasn't paying attention to Luke but was shocked by his Demonic System.
Did I just copy Luke's system? Does that mean I have two systems? What the hell? That's too overpower—
Suddenly, he sensed a surge of hostility approaching him because of one of his skills. He looked up—Luke had thrown a punch. Tres barely avoided it, moving aside.
"You rat, you won't stop moving, will you?" Luke's teeth ground together.
Tres' eyes narrowed as he activated his skill—Soul Strike—before dashing toward Luke. Luke threw a punch, but Tres ducked and uppercut his chin. In a single blow, it sent Luke flying a couple meters before he hit the ground, fainted.
Tres looked in awe as the corner of his lips curled into a smile.
"This… My life is finally taking a turn, isn't it?!"
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Soul Strike (Beginner): Weak energy strike that deals minor damage directly to the soul.
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