A man who looked under 30 with golden hair, gold earrings, gold rings, and a beautiful woman whose waist was groped by the man's hand was shouting angrily.
"Deculein!!! How many times have i told you to satisfy our clients properly? Do you want me to reduce your salary again, huh?!"
"Hey, Deculein! Quickly figure out a way to release your and your group's project by the end of the week! The client needs it as soon as possible!"
"Damn it, this useless trash, do you think you can fake passing out in front of me, huh?!"
"Deculein!!!—"
A man with a skinny, pale body was crutched down on the ground with his hands gripping his head. Glass scattered all around the floor. Coffee spilled everywhere in the ground.
The people around acted like nothing was happening, like this was normal - no, natural for them.
That is me.
I am Deculein, a orphan.
I am a software developer from a corrupt company that hires people with no backgrounds, because even if we complain, the company can just shut us up.
My dream? Being free to do whatever I want.
Heh, thinking about it, how funny that was.
In this world? Impossible. It's either you fall or I fall.
My head feels like it's being ripped apart in four different directions. Pain. Excruciating pain.
"Tch, too much talking! Just do the usual. Put on a show in the hospital, his value is exhausted. Besides, we have our men in the hospital as workers." Gerome shouted.
Gerome.
The one responsible for everything, and our boss.
His father was a prominent figure in the underworld, and he was tasked with usurping the maximum amount of profits possible from running this company.
For them, it doesn't matter if people die. As long as there is money to be made.
Sometimes, i wonder. Why can you go drink and sleep with beautiful models every night, while I work myself to death?
I am unwilling! Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling!!!!
....
Background noises echoed throughout his mind. The sound of ambulance sirens and everything else seemed so quiet for him.
"In the end, the one that's gonna be released from hell is me."
"I guess that's the only good thing i—"
Then, suddenly.
A quiet and ethereal voice resonated in his mind. It wasn't speaking, but he just knew.
[You are invited to XXXXXXXX]
[Do you accept?]
"W-what the hell? Who's talking to me?"
[You are invited to XXXXXXXX]
[Do you accept?]
"What even are you? Are you the system in webnovels?"
[If you decline, you will die.]
"Alright, alright, you think that can scare me? I decli—"
[You will be given a fair chance. A chance to dominate the entire world.]
"Hmm, dominate the world? Interesting." Deculein rubbed his thumb finger while he muttered.
"..That's what you think! I'd rather move on to the afterlife or reincarnate! Decli—
[You will gain a "gift" to accompany you.]
"!!!!!!"
"Couldn't you have said that sooner? A transmigrator can't go without a golden finger, you know!!"
"Tsk, fine, I accept."
[Consent acquired.]
[Establishing connection…]
[Connection complete.]
[Teleporting to Planet: Codename "Blue Star"]
[Spatial turbulence incoming—do not lose consciousness.]
[XXXXXXXX has bestowed you a gift.]
[Good luck, Host.]
...
Blue Star.
Unknown Location.
A young man looking like a banished immortal was staring at the clouds, his eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky, making it impossible to discern their depth.
He had sword-like brows and starry eyes, a face like polished jade, one that countless beauties would grovel to in his past life.
Most strikingly, his eyes contained the vicissitudes of life, like a primal hunter.
"Sigh, time really flies. Has it been 5 years since i reincarnated into this world?"
"As far as i know, this planet seems to be a bigger replication of Earth."
When he opened his eyes again at that time, he was in a forest naked. Luckily there wasn't anyone nearby at that time. However...
"...But where the hell is the "gift" that thing talked about?!?!"
"You're not saying the gift is my appearance, are you? System!!!"
Deculein shouted to the sky, his neck veins showing.
"A good system indeed! Calling me host, baiting me like fish fooled by a fishing rod!"
Then suddenly, a "Ding" resonated in his Sea of Consciousness.
"!!!!!!!!"