With a sigh once more, he began, “Have you ever played an RPG?” But noticing the lack of an answer, the man refracted it, “Have you ever played a video game?”

‘Oh! You mean a virtual port. Yeah, I have a few times, but it’s quite pricey so don’t instruct me to buy one.’ Alexander at this time understood that he did not need to make a sound to talk to this ancestor of his, so he communicated in his mind.

‘You talk too much. Let me finish first.’

As soon as he said this, a status screen appeared in front of Alexander.

Name: Alexander

Race: Human

*Level:___

*Strength:___

*Stamina:___

*Dexterity:___

……………….

Seeing all this, he vaguely remembered something similar from a history presentation he saw a while back. In the past, there were games like this called RPGs.

But unlike what he thought, all the stats were dimmed down as if they were not there. Alexander wanted to touch the ………. Area to expand but it vanished as the voice chimed in again.

“There's no point in checking that now. I wanted to show you what I have created to give you what I could not have, but it seems you know nothing about LitRPG at first place.”

“I have lost interest in you boy. You really disappointed me. In short, LitRPG is a novel where the hero has a system to overpower anyone and overcome anything. Just like you do now,” the voice said nonchalantly. Then, seeing the lack of reaction, as if feeling like a shameless salesman, the voice continued with his explanation with an angry tone, describing in detail what a LitRPG and a system entail. Towards the end, his voice transitioned from anger to disappointment and lastly to desperation.

“What, I can increase my stats just like that, like in those old video games?” It didn't take long for the wheels of the cogs to turn in Alexander's mind as he figured things out.

“Calm down boy. Don’t you think it’s too late for the reaction?”

But Alexander did not hear any of that; he asked in amazement, “That means I can get powerful killing beasts and completing tasks! That’s amazing, right?”

But Alexander’s excitement abruptly died down, as the voice stopped.

“Right?”

“Right?”

“Well, it’s a little complicated,” then as if seeing the depressed and distorted face of Alexander, the voice quickly added, “Well, don’t worry. You can still get powerful through killing. But not in the way you think.” The voice was truly stuttering as if guilty.

“What the hell are you saying?” At this time, it all started sounding a bit, well, a lot fishy to Alexander.

“Wellllllll…..” The pause went on a bit longer than comfortable.

“Well… it’s actually a cultivation system. Think of it as a cultivation system with a LitRPG painting on top.” The voice stated with a bit of a guilty tone.

“I am still confused as hell.”

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“Let me put it this way. You will get exp to level up, and you will get points for leveling up which you can put in your stats to make them stronger. But the process is not that simple as putting some points in the strength state and having it.” The voice said, this time with a calm tone.

“I still don’t understand fully.”

“Of course you don’t. Just do as I tell you.”

Alexander was about to object, “No questions asked.” At this time, the voice regained its demeanor, full of authority and dominance.

“Okay.”

But the next sentence from the voice completely broke him.

“Destroy your cultivation.”

“What the actual fuc…..”

“No questions asked, remember.”

Alexander fell silent but he did not immediately take action. It wasn’t a normal request; yes, if you wanted to follow another cultivation method, you needed to destroy your previous one, but to talk with a disembodied voice and actually do something like this on its suggestion was completely different.

He hesitated and as if sensing his hesitation, the voice did not say anything. The period was not short, but finally, he decided to go through with it. Maybe all of this was not real and some kind of fear dream, and maybe he was about to lose his cultivation due to hallucinations being high, but who cares? It’s not like his cultivation was much at first, and no matter what, he would not be average.

Thinking of this, he did not waste time as he directly sat down cross-legged and directed all his qi from all the channels in his body towards his dantian without putting any effort to establish it.

In the next moment, blood trickled down his lips as he fell face-first, in immense pain. He just destroyed his cultivation, from the word of the voice in his head. Did he really lose his mind? That was the last thought in his mind as he passed out.

After some time, he woke up with a mind-boggling amount of headache and stomach pain. Upon waking up again, he vomited, but this time only mucus, not blood.

Looking at his phone, he was shocked to see more than 3 hours had already passed. It was fortunate that nobody came to see him. Well, that’s another thing, he needed to check.

At this point, there was no voice in his head. He choked as his eyes teared up, it seems that was a fever dream after all.

He shook his head and wiped his eyes; there was no point in worrying about it. He has already destroyed what little cultivation he had. Now he was an ordinary person.

He started going to the drawing room to eat something as he thought, in a way, it was not a bad thing. This shattered all his delusions. Gone were his aspirations of grandness now he decided to fully focus on study to leave a normal life as best as he could.

At this time, he reached the table where food was covered and a note that said his parents went on a date after a long time as holidays for his father were so few and far between. And his brother was out to get with friends and not to worry about them.

Alexander chuckled and as he was about to open the cover,

“Accepted so easily.”

Suddenly the voice in his head rang out once again.

Alexander was shocked for a moment, but that was it just for a moment. He smiled, and shook his head.

“Ha, well don’t think it’s an illusion or something, because it’s not. I am real and in my advice you destroyed your cultivation, but don’t lose hope so quickly. I was not joking when I say with a system you can dominate all that comes in your way.”

Suddenly, on the downcast face of Alexander, a smile took place.

At this moment, Alexander was sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of his bed in his room; on the table, the food remained still covered.

“There is only one rule you need to follow.”

“And this is to do what I told you to, no and I repeat it no question asked.”

Alexander did not say anything as he just nodded his head. Now let's begin, as soon as the voice said this he felt a gentle warm yet cold stream flowing down from his forehead to his body.

It felt like a worm yet cold breeze, running through his body. As soon as it permeated his whole body, the voice rang out, “Now control the stream.” Alexander tried, and it was surprisingly easy.

With the instruction of the voice, Alexander easily started circulating the stream with the new path shown or rather told by the voice. As for where the stream was coming from, he had no idea.

After circulation for some time which ended at the side of his heart, a golden lump started forming there. Alexander at this point looked confused as the lump looked quite similar to a dantian, which should be in the belly area to store your qi. But he did not question it. At this time, his face became flushed red as suddenly the pressure of the stream took a sharp turn.

And by sharp, it means a literal sharp turn; at first, it started as a tickling sensation and after that slowly but surely, the pain started becoming sharper, by the second at this time Alexander felt like as if an actual stream of sharp blades were running through his veins.

But Alexander did not give up as he knew this was his last chance. Though he was not that light-skinned, at this moment his skin was flushed red as he gritted his teeth.

At this time, the flow also started getting stronger, and also quicker. Even though Alexander adopted a do-or-die stand, at this time his body was not able to. Blood started trickling down the corner of his lips, followed by his nose and eyes.

Alexander at this point felt like his whole body’s insides were on fire. It felt like he was getting death by a thousand cuts. But he did not give up as he tried his best to focus on the flow.

And at this point, he forgot the sense of time, the sense of surrounding and the sense of self. He did not know how much time had passed, but suddenly there was a pulse going outward from his body completely rearranging the furniture in his room and also cracking all the glasses including his phone as the pain subsided, and looking inward he saw a golden orb almost looking like a marvel dantian on the side of his heart.

[Congratulations, you have unlocked the strength state.]

Name: Alexander

Race: human

*Level:___

Strength:+

*Stamina:___

*Dexterity:___

……………….

Suddenly, this massage popped off in front of him. Below it was the strength state which was not transparent or did not have * anymore beside it.