Two weeks had passed since the beginning of Russell's existential crisis, and it was ti for the end duration of the System Reboot.
The System Reboot was the greatest change that Russell had written in his unpublished novel since he recognized his mistakes when he was writing it. He didn't rewrite it, but rather told himself that it was feasible to change things along the way — not that most information was faulty since the Untouched Elents in his novel "never" affected the story until its very end.
"In the world of Fantasy, everything can work."
The sentence he reminded himself of before he had written the System Reboot, but this was reality.
A reality he was reincarnated in; he who ran from the mysteries behind it, but pulled in unveiling it — like a man deprived of his free will.
***
[99.9%...]
[Universal Announcent!]
[The System Reboot has ended.]
[With mysterious reasons, the "last" Close Mystery Tower's eternal power has seeped out and spread throughout the Great Universe.]
[The cog of ti has been disrupted!]
[The Sea of Mana that is ethereally flowing has been consolidated due to the power of the "last" Close Mystery Tower!]
[These will be the changes that will take place.]
[...Fortitude.]
[...Swift.]
[...Intelligence.]
[...Attributes.]
[...Sacrificial Altar.]
[...Golden Stats.]
[...Main Stats.]
There was too much information and change that Emmanuel Lyncoster would certainly have a hard ti wrapping his head around it.
***
Russell — with every energy or will to live he has left — let the System's feminine voice speak in his head.
One of the changes was that the player wouldn't need to browse the System's ssage anymore to know the information, rather, it would ring in the player's head, automatically processing the information as though everyone had a futuristic Artificial Intelligence that could tell them everything without even bothering to read it. Though this information, especially the important ones, would have a limited ti inside the player's head before it would be forgotten — that ti, the player must acquire other ans of rembering everything, and that's where Emmanuel Lyncoster ca in.
And when a player browsed the System, instead of blankly looking in the air like before, other players could now see a light blue, but the blurred holographic screen in front of the player who was doing the browsing. Though, the information wouldn't be able to see by others unless it was willingly shared by the player through any way of sharing like having a formal party made with the System's function.
After so ti of the seemingly endless announcent, including the ssages he received upon the end of his visions, Russell sat on his bed. Even after two weeks, he couldn't accept what he had witnessed — sothing that truly crushed his identity, it drilled into his soul.
- Pathetic! Nothing will change even if you mumble like that!
- Oppa... stop being pathetic... It's not about ourselves... think of a way so that our family will be out of this fucking ss!
Out of nowhere, he seed to rember the words of his younger sister, Freya, when he blad himself after they were unexpectedly caught by Artorious Hall.
"I can't go on like this..."
He almost jumped in fright upon hearing a very familiar voice that left an impression on him. It echoed in his head, and it wasn't the System's girly voice.
"G-Goddess...? I-I thought you are in slumber?"
The Goddess of Night's soft voice echoed in Russell's head, which gradually cald him down in a very strange way — like it was a voice he longed for a long ti.
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