The Syste Mga Nobela at Kwento

A system I’d quickly put in place after he realised how enjoyable it is to take away all of my senses, and cover my mouth at the same time. But this is the first time he is doing it with other people in the room. I try to pinpoint something over the next few seconds. Something that would give away his position, his intention, anything that is happening. A vibration through the floorboard, the bump of his leg. But nothing happens. Not for a full minute.

He quickly shriveled into a withered husk and collapsed on the ground, convulsing. His clouded eyes stared straight at me. "Why... why..." Because fat was conserved. Whatever fat Selina had given him would naturally be taken back. But the weight he had recently lost created a deficit. This deficit was greater than the total fat he originally possessed, so he was completely drained. In the blink of an eye, Selina had swollen into a ball. She looked at me in agony, her lips moving. "What is it... what did you use..." She desperately wanted to know what I had used to bind the system to her.

"A... a future? You’re joking. Tell me you’re joking, Nikos." Nikos didn't look at him. He focused on the flickering, dying console, his fingers weaving through the holographic data streams that smelled of ozone and rot. "The System is a parasite, yes. But it’s a living one. It’s feeding on my biology, and in return, it’s shielding the lower sector. If I cut the feed, the surge alone would fry the life support. The child won't survive the transition."

"The System tracks everything. Every creature you kill, every mission you complete, every credit you earn. It's not optional, Lucille. From the moment you arrived here, you were automatically enrolled." I looked between them, feeling lost. "Credits?" "Currency," Amon explained. "You kill anomalies, you get credits. Credits buy you food, shelter, equipment, and medical care. Everything you need to survive. But it's not just about money; it's about advancement. The System has stages and levels of progression that determine what kind of missions you can take and what kind of creatures you can face." "And if I don't want to particip

“…should not be happening.” Silence. Anna felt her chest tighten slightly again. “Should it not be happening?” she asked. Adrian looked at her directly. “Your body is adapting.” She frowned. “That sounds good.” “It is not,” he said. Her breath slowed. “Why?” Adrian’s voice lowered slightly. “Because it means the system inside you is still active.” Silence. Anna felt cold again. “…system?” she repeated. Adrian nodded once. “Yes.” She stepped back slightly.

"So what if you know? You've already signed everything over. The house and car belong to Maia now. And since you're tied to the system, you'll be sick as a dog soon. You won't have anything left to fight with. You won't live much longer anyway!" At the mention of the system, Maia grabbed my arm, pointing at the small wound there with a triumphant grin. "Wow, it's working fast. Look at your skin—it's starting to rot already! Soon, you'll be covered in sores and pus just like I was. You'll be begging to die in no time!" The little scrape on my arm did look bad, but it was just a cut I'd gotten while cleaning, irritated by the heat

�� 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘀. 𝗔 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲, 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗱, 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱: "𝗦𝗬𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗠 𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: 𝟭%. 𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗔𝗪 𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦."

Somehow I felt like someone impersonated themselves as this system and talked to me. {What is SP?} I ask the system in my mind. [SP is the system point. You can use it to purchase any knowledge in this universe no matter what it is or how strong it is.] Now the system mechanical voice returns to normal without tone and emotion, just like the first time it’s spoken to me. But, What kind of knowledge does this system have? {Show me the list of all the knowledge you have} I ask the system. [Commencing command]

' Speaking of the damnable thing, a question crossed Agatha's mind. "System, are you really the system, or just a part of it? I'm kind of confused because you said you are an AI." the system and I am also an AI. Like how you're a human and also a girl. What's confusing? Can't I also be a part of the main system? Oh well, the case is, there's the main system and I am one of the controlling AIs but I am also the system, I am immoral. Don't ask anymore. That's all I can say.>

I exclaimed, still trying to wrap my head around the idea. I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. The concept of being chosen by a cosmic entity for some grand purpose was overwhelming. Curiosity fueled my next question: "System, how were you made? What's your origin?" The System hesitated before responding, creating a moment of suspense. "The System was made by the Creator Of Everything, The One Who Ascended, The One Who is Above All, The One Who Created the Multiverse."