ushernet Chapter 1 Corrupt The System
Chapter 1 Corrupt The System
{Ehh! Has it started?} an entity exclaimed, eyes wide as they glowed at unfolding scene below.
{Yeah, but like, what the hell—she gave the golden finger to him? Of all people, someone useless and a scheming bastard?} another entity shot back, clearly not having it.
And just like that, the great cosmic argument broke out.
In the realm of powerful entities who spend eternity bickering and occasionally playing puppet masters to mortals, one female entity made a move no one saw coming.
She gifted an overpowered system—one that could have saved humanity and elevated a mortal to godlike status—to the least likely candidate imaginable. In fact he wasn't among the candidates.
Who should've gotten it, according to the other entities?
There's a top male student at the boy's school: a classic golden boy, brimming with resolve, confidence, and a hero's heart. He had charisma, a strong moral compass, and even a killer sense of humor to top it off.
He was destined for greatness, the perfect protagonist in the making.
But no. She chose some other boy.
The recipient of this cheat code? A nobody. Sure, he had a weird kind of confidence, but only when it came to voicing the twisted desires in his heart. Physically weak, socially awkward, and morally... well, questionable, he wasn't anyone's idea of a hero, he was the very opposite.
His mind was dark and selfish, his thoughts twisted. If anything, he seemed more likely to let the world burn than ever step in to save the day.
His ultimate dream? A simple, cozy, slice-of-life existence—one that seemed forever out of reach for a guy like him. No grand ambitions, no plans to change the world.
Just a quiet life, where everything he wanted fell into place.
The other entities were outraged. {This guy? Really? He's the opposite of what we need! He's selfish, lazy, and obsessed with his own goals!}
But the female entity wasn't having it. Her voice thundered through the room: {When I was creating this system, you all sat back and laughed, calling me crazy. Now that it's finished, you want to question my choice? I decide who gets it! So either sit your lazy and judgemental butts down and enjoy his journey or scream yourselves hoarse! You can even scram!}
"System, this is an order from your Host. You will give me an incredible beginner package, which will include in it a way to change my appearance. You will have an ultimate choice function. You will create a 10x rebate or cashback feature for every cent I use. You will assign missions and provide astronomical rewards for each one I accomplish. And finally, you will retain all your original functions, but you will not—I repeat—you will NOT dictate my path!"
He exhaled sharply, his words spilling out in a single breath like he'd rehearsed it in the mirror for weeks.
[System integration... 85%...]
"Come on, come on," he muttered under his breath. Was it working?
His theory was simple: the system was still in its uploading phase, syncing with his soul. During this critical stage, its essence—its connection to its creator—was still malleable, flexible, and unformed. If he acted now, his orders would carry the same weight as the original creator's.
At least, that's what he believed. He wasn't just some random loser, after all. He was a genius. Not that anyone would ever admit it.
[System integration... 99%...]
His heart raced as he stared at the final percentage creeping up. He didn't know if this would work, but if it did, he'd have successfully hacked the system before it could even establish itself.
[Integration complete!]
The ding echoed in his mind like a victory bell.
[Congratulations, Host, for acquiring the system!]
His pulse quickened. This was it—the moment of truth.
[System functions initializing...]
Did it work?
He held his breath, anticipation and excitement warring with his nerves.