Chapter 1: Type-Moon System
Chapter 1 - Type-Moon System
[Welcome to the Type-Moon System!]
[We offer our sincerest blessings to you as a new user.]
[As a beginner, we'll give you a head start: a single free pull with a guaranteed five-star item.]
[Plus, you'll get special beginner perks, ensuring you pull at least a three-star item until your beginner period ends.]
[Decide to play now, and you'll get a Spatial Pocket to store your stuff.]
[You'll also get world-travel abilities.]
[So, what do you say? Ready to join?]
The boy sitting in front of the computer was intrigued and hit the "OK" button.
Instantly, his consciousness froze, and a black hole appeared in front of him, swallowing him whole.
A line of creepy text popped up on the screen, still glowing in the dimly lit room, like it had been waiting for this moment:
[Thanks for joining us!]
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[Hey, everyone. I'm Bell Cranel, but those who know me call me Bell.]
[As you know, I'm a transmigrator. Instead of getting hit by a truck, I got dragged into this world by some damn system.]
A fourteen-year-old boy named Bell Cranel, with white hair and red eyes, was writing a diary on his second day after being dumped into this new world.
Sure, serious people don't keep diaries—they can spill all kinds of personal crap. If someone reads them, it can be hella embarrassing. But Bell wasn't that serious.
He was alone in some weird magical world that had thrown his entire worldview into the trash. To deal with the shit storm in his head, he needed a way to vent the stuff he couldn't say out loud.
Writing a diary was the best way.
His place was barely furnished: two beds, a table and chairs, and a fireplace. Bell sat by the warm fire, the flames casting shadows that danced on the walls.
[The most valuable pull is guaranteed to be five stars. I thought I'd pull a heroic spirit, but nope—it was a Mystic Code. Luckily, it's a five-star Mystic Code that's super handy for my current situation, and it's already maxed out. This has to be the system's biggest gift to me.]
Bell paused his writing and stared into the fire, letting out a deep sigh. The flames reflected in his red eyes, showing a mix of determination and frustration.
["Combat Judgment": As long as I gain battle experience, I'll get stronger.]
[With this five-star Mystic Code, I can level up fast even without joining a familia.]
As he wrote this, Bell's red eyes showed only depression and pain.
[Pulling items is my biggest headache right now.]
[I'm still a beginner, so max I can pull is a three-star item, and even those are just basic newbie stuff. I have to wait until I'm out of the beginner phase to unlock better pulls, like Heroic Spirits.]
[What does this mean?]
[It means that for now, I'm stuck with pulling one-star, two-star and three-star items.]
[Thankfully, the items I pull from the Type-Moon system don't have a carry limit, so I can stack them up.]
[This is my edge. I can get stronger quickly as long as I have enough Valis.]
[One pull costs 1,000 Valis, which is a discount for beginners. Once the restriction is lifted, one pull will cost 10,000 Valis, which is a massive funding gap.]
[So, becoming an adventurer is my only option.]
After writing this, Bell put down the pen and carefully stored the notebook in the Spatial Pocket provided by the Type-Moon system, making sure no one could see his private thoughts.
He stretched, stood up, and walked to the window. The wind howled outside, but the night sky was bright with stars, offering him a bit of comfort.
"The next step is to head to Orario," he muttered, feeling a mix of excitement and dread.
Bell still felt uneasy. "I really hope this isn't a mistake," he whispered, looking at the distant horizon.
"I should get some sleep."
"I've got to leave early tomorrow anyway."
With a mix of anticipation and nerves, Bell soon drifted off. Even though his quilt was rough, it was comfortable enough to give him the only time when his mind could stop racing.
When he woke up at dawn, he felt mentally refreshed, better than he'd expected.
"My physical recovery is solid, and my mental state's on point."
Bell got up and went to the window of the wooden house. The wind still whistled outside, but the weather was decent today—or rather, it had been for the past few days.
Since it hadn't rained lately, the ground was dry. Bell figured that walking through the forest for miles would be easier on non-muddy terrain.
Knowing today was the best day to leave, Bell quickly packed all the necessary items into the Spatial Pocket provided by the Type-Moon system. One of Bell's advantages was not having to carry any extra weight, making him more mobile.
Early in the morning, Bell was ready to go.
He wore a heavy sweater coat since it was still freezing in the early morning forest, and it wasn't wise to expose too much skin in the wild.
A bite from a poisonous mosquito could be deadly.
Because Bell was in a small village on the outskirts, where no adventurers had walked this road, getting any effective potions for poisoning was impossible. Poisoning was another problem Bell had to deal with in the wild.
After making all the necessary preparations, Bell glanced back at the cabin.
"I won't see you again for a while. Hopefully, I'll come back someday."
"Goodbye."
When a man decides to do something, he shouldn't hesitate because hesitation just fucks with your judgment.
At the crossroads of life, you need to make a single choice; too many options will only mess you up.
Bell didn't look back and set off on the road, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety about the future.
The Tower of Babel was his target in the distance.
There was no need to overthink; just keep pushing forward.
If he had a horse, it would take less than half a day to cross the forest. Bell didn't know how long it would take him to walk through it on foot.
But one thing was clear: camping in the forest at night was asking for trouble.
So, he had to get through the forest and find a safe place to camp.
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