Chapter 2: Otaku's Bane
The voice spoke again in an amused voice, back to the monotonous one, "You are an interesting boy."
"Yeah, I know. All they say is I am interesting; like a toy to play with." Axle scoffed, "But, who are you?"
"Guess?" the voice shrugged.
"Better question, why are you here? Are you even real? Did I fall unconscious and currently I am in a dream?" Axle narrowed his eyes.
"Maybe. Maybe not. What do you think?"
"Ugh, I don't care. Are you a god or something? I wish an apocalypse falls upon this world then." Axle wished unenthusiastically, he dreamt that the world would get engulfed in an apocalypse. Putting an end to the meaningless dog-eat-dog world.
"You will become a zombie if it falls upon you since you are too weak to survive the awakening." Voice cackled.
"…" Axle blinked, "I guess?"
The voice remained silent this time, not wanting to reply to his boring response.
"Well, make me strong then so I can survive the apocalypse," Axle spoke again.
"Why should I?"
"As a payment for annoying me when my head hurts already."
"…" The voice was speechless; this boy first thought that voice was a god but then called him annoying? Is that how you are supposed to treat a god?
"Hmm, on second thought, I can indeed help you." The voice suddenly answered after a bit of thought.
'Am I overthinking or did I just imagine it having a creepy smirk?' Axle was suspicious but he didn't let it show and asked in a glee, "Thanks! How?"
"How about a system that you fantasize about?"
Shocked, Axle's mouth opened but no words came out, 'Really? Just like that? Is this a prank or something? But this isn't April right now…'
"Don't worry, I have something to gain from this too." The voice shrugged in his mind.
"Like? I am not selling my soul or signing a demon's contract." Axle put up his guard after hearing it.
"Heh, that is some puny tricks played by the sadistic evil spirits. I won't stoop so low."
'I doubt…' Axle had doubts about that, but he chose not to voice them in case his opportunity disappeared due to it.
"Uhm, anyways, I would love to have that system please!"
"Sure." The voice cackled, fading away, "Good luck, brat, you will need it." It muttered softly and then went silent as a graveyard.
Axle's vision was suddenly filled with blue color and his head felt like it had been just crushed under a sledgehammer, making his already existing headache take a worse turn.
"Ugh MOTHERF*CKER-" Axle cursed under his breath as he fell on his knees, clutching his head in pain.
He expected another taunting remark from the voice in his head so he could shout at it and vent some misery, alas, it seemed it had gone for good this time.
In pain, Axle fell to the ground and chose to lay there for a bit of rest.
[You have been chosen as an HEIR to an unknown god.]
[You have received MYSTIC CHANGE SYSTEM]
[Host chosen, Host; Axle.]
[Initializing synchronization…]
[System is synchronized. Welcome to the Mystic Change System, Host.]
By the time Axle had opened his eyes again, his vision was filled with futuristic holographic notifications that floated in front of his eyes.
'Mystic Change System, huh?' Axle blinked his eyes again and again, but no matter how many times he did that, the windows remained floating there without any disturbance.
'Wait, I asked him to make me strong enough to survive in an apocalypse, BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHEN OR IF THAT WILL STRIKE!!' Axle was horrified and a little excited, maybe with his system he could survive in the apocalypse and make a harem in the broken world. His dream didn't sound so unbelievable anymore!
Of course, nothing of that sort happened yet and he sat on the ground, fantasizing about illogical things as usual.
"System, tell me about yourself."
No response.
"System, can you talk?"
No response again.
"Hello?" Axle asked again before nodding to himself with a smile, "A non-sentient system, I am glad. Sentient is annoying."
"Status window?"
This time system didn't ignore his words and obediently popped up another window after closing the other windows.
[ Host: Axle ]
[ Mystic Points – 0 ]
[Level 0 ]
[Mystic Change System tier-1
Usage- The host can utilize Mystic Points to alter his appearance and body constitution.
You can get Mystic Points through Tasks and other means that you are too weak to know about. ]
[Tasks (click to open task menu)]
[Shop (You are not worthy.)]
[Titles - None.]
"Huh- That's it? Isn't it a bit too simplified…? And why the hell is it outright disrespectful…" Axle complained while staring at the compact window that displayed his status screen, "No stats? No exp? No inventory? All it has is a counter for Mystic Point (MP), Level, and my system's tier…"
Axle was surprised and disappointed since he wanted to see his stats in numbers, after all, he was curious how his body was in comparison to normal people.
"Although I am not athletic, my chubby fat should have some effect on my strength right?" he mused, but then froze after remembering how he was easily destroyed by a scrawny kid one year younger than him…
His plump chubby frame wasn't the same as that of a bulky, robust gym rat, after all. All he had was weight, his strength was garbage.
'Maybe it's good that no numerical stats are there…' Axle sighed to himself and continued to explore his new system.
'Alter my appearance and body's constitution huh? Although that isn't bad, I expected better…' Axle shook his head, failing to realize how useful his ability was in the hands of a smart person.
He can become a professional spy with no equal, he can rob a bank in broad daylight, acquire any intel, bypass any biometric locks, and most importantly, he could become a model figure to reel in any chick of his choice!
Yet, his dumb brain didn't realize that yet. After all, a good sword needed a good swordsman, if not, it could only be used for decoration.
'Meh, let's see how it goes.' He clicked on the [tasks]
[ You have received a task of difficulty- F.
Do you accept? Y/N ]
Axle was presented with two buttons, one green, and the other red.
'Difficulty F, hmm? Considering the trope, it should be easy since F is usually the last one.' Axle contemplated for a second and then pressed the green button without any hesitation.
[Otaku's Bane
Difficulty- F
As a shut-in NEET for the past month, this task might as well be an SS rank for you.
Touch grass: Go for a walk outside for half an hour.
Workout: Jog for 10 minutes, 10 push-ups.
Reward: 100 MP]
'What the hell does it mean that it is SS rank difficult for me?!?!' Axle raged while staring at the window bewildered and speechless.
Though deep down, he knew that system was correct… Because, for nearly the last 2 weeks he hasn't stepped out of his apartment and survived solely on the instant noodles and food delivery.
'Well, whatever, let's do the push-ups first.' Axle sighed and glanced at his chubby stomach, 'It said 10, right? It shouldn't be that hard, Rex can do 50 so easily! 10 should be a piece of cake.'
But oh boy oh, was he mistaken…
20 minutes later, he lay flat on the cold hardwood floor, defeated.
Axle had failed to do even a single push-up properly.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
DevilThree
DevilThree Man, talk about trash stamina.
Bro can't even last a round on bed.
Skill issues.
For those who don't want the curse of having such a fate, add my book to the library and donate your stones!!!
Thanks~
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
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