Twenty days.
Just like that, they were gone.
I never pnned for it to take this long.
Didn’t think I’d still be here.
But somehow, the days slipped past—and now—
Now it was time.
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> Ding!
Host is creating [Spatial Storage] in 3… 2… 1…
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No sensation.
No rush of power.
No pain.
Just a quiet notification—
Then it was done.
Right. Next up: upgrade the Converter.
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> Ding!
Host is upgrading [Heat Converter]. Choose an upgrade path:
Distance
Mass of Atom
Sound
Electricity
Damage
Pytime
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‘Pytime? What, like gaming?’
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> Ding!
Host must learn by choosing.
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‘You really love letting me screw up, huh?’ I muttered.
Fine. No dumb choices today.
[Mass of Atom] sounded the most useful.
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> Ding!
Upgrade selected. Processing… 3, 2, 1…
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Time to check my status.
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[Status]
Name: Marklester Perez
Age: 23
Attributes:
Strength: 3
Agility: 4
Physique: 4
Skills:
Heat & Mass Atom Converter (100,000/day)
(Note: 1 kg = 1 energy)
Identification
Decomposition (1,300 tons of atoms)
Item Creation (100 slots)
Spatial Storage (1 m3)
Energy: 950,000
Item: [Transmigration Package]
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Alright. This was it.
‘System, use it.’
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> Ding!
Host must lie ft on a bed and consciously think about activating the item.
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‘…Really?’
I sighed, y down, took a breath, and thought: Use.
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A blink.
Darkness.
Not pitch bck—just... no light. I could still see the outline of the room.
But outside?
Outside was hell.
Fmes. Explosions.
Smoke coiling through shattered windows.
Screams.
Gunfire.
Someone begging for help.
My stomach twisted.
This wasn’t right.
‘System, where the hell am I?’
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> Ding!
Host may learn through exploration or purchase pnetary information.
Basic Information: 100,000 energy
Full Data: 100 trillion energy
Recommendation: Discover the world yourself.
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‘Yeah, no thanks. I’ll take the basic one.’
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> Ding!
Processing…
[Identification] skill detected. Automatic upgrade in 3, 2, 1—
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Wait. What—
Then my skull split open.
Or at least, it felt like it.
My vision blurred.
My ears rang.
A crushing pressure smmed into my brain.
Then warmth—wet, sticky—ran down my face.
Blood. From where? My nose? My eyes? I didn’t know.
I colpsed onto the bed, body convulsing.
My fingers cwed at my scalp.
‘F**! MAKE IT STOP!’
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> Ding!
Host is rejecting the pain. Activating safety mechanism.
Host will lose consciousness for one hour.
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And just like that—
Everything—
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Darkness. Again.
Then—
Light.
I woke up groggy.
Fuzzy.
Like my thoughts hadn’t caught up to my body.
For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was.
Didn’t remember why I was here.
Then it hit me.
I let out a slow breath. ‘Okay. Still alive.’
I sat up, wincing at the dull ache behind my eyes.
‘F**, System—how about a warning next time?’
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> Ding!
Command added.
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I snorted. ‘Oh, so you’re saying this is my fault, huh?’
Now—time to go over the info dump I nearly died for.
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Pnet Name: Veyrnox
1.5x rger than Earth
Gravity: 1.1x
Four continents
19 national districts
Current Location: Orvath District
City: Xaltheris (Northern Sector)
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That meant—
A more important question rose.
I froze.
My fingers curled into fists.
The time I arrived…
The exact moment I first woke up…
It matched the start of the apocalypse.
Wait.
What?!
‘System, did I make this world end, or am I the one who caused this?’
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> Ding!
Host did not cause this to happen. You simply arrived at the exact moment the apocalypse began.
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I felt relieved.
