Chapter 3: Awakening
Now, one might wonder, is this the moment his life turns around? What happens next? Let's explore the possibilities.
1. He wakes up, and suddenly he has an SS tier system! Zero to Hero!
2. He goes back in time, and instead of learning he's systemless, has an SS tier system! Zero to Hero!
3. He wakes up, and he has a never-before-seen SSS tier system!
4. He goes back in time, and learns he has a never-before-seen SSS tier system!
5. Nothing happens, and I drag this out a few more chapters.
Well, fellow enthusiasts, I have a not-so-surprise for you. I think those ideas are no fun.
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Mark's consciousness returned slowly, and he yawned loudly, stretching in bed. Comfortable as always in the morning, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the slowly-turning fan on the white ceiling. Watching it for a moment, he turned to look at his parents, whom looked at him with anticipating eyes, and he closed his eyes once more. Then, in his mind, blinding words flashed on.
{System Activated - All-Powerful God}
[Checking Host Parameters]
[Reversion Found]
[Checking Host Abilities]
[-+-]
Name: Mark Anton Rosen
Age: 5
Gender: Male
System: All-Powerful God
Tier: How dare you question me, peasant.
Abilities: None.
Statistics: Average, for a five year old. Stop wasting my time.
[-+-]
He heard excited cheers, then a foreign voice.
"Looks like your son is a B tier. Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Rosen."
Mark's eyes opened wide, and he nearly shot up, a huge smile on his face, then a confused look as he saw his parents.
'This is a dream,' he sighed, mentally, watching them.
{This is not a dream}, the All-Powerful God System sighed in his mind, an immense, booming tone.
Mark slapped himself in the face.
{Stop that.}, the All-Powerful God System commanded with annoyance.
Mark slapped himself in the face, again.
[Mission Acquired - Stop That]
[-+-]
Parameters: Stop hitting yourself.
Completion Reward: The scenario restarts, so you can act like you're supposed to.
Penalty if Incomplete: You'll die. Right now. I'm not kidding.
[-+-]
He slowly rubbed his face, then dropped his hand and looked around. To his left, on short, toddler-sized stools, were a pair of good looking 20-year-old's, one in a white uniform and the other in a long dress. At the foot of his bed, a man in doctor's scrubs, holding a clipboard and smiling gently, and to his right, a room so filled with toys there was no room to stand.
[Mission Complete. Scenario restarting.]
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