As Rex donned the helmet, his heart raced with a mix of excitement and dread. The sleek, black visor hummed as it activated, sealing him off from the real world. For the past twenty years, his soul had been trapped in limbo, a byproduct of a demon's twisted resurrection magic, but now, with the helmet placed firmly over his head, he was about to enter a realm that would offer him power—more power than he had ever imagined.

The world around him faded to black, replaced by the familiar sensation of being pulled into the digital landscape of God's Garden. His senses tingled, and for a fleeting moment, he felt the rush of being whole again—alive in a world that was both a game and a new reality. His body, once weak and broken, was now infused with the virtual vitality of the game. His mind, sharp and alert, was prepared to execute his revenge with the precision of a seasoned warrior.

As the digital landscape took form around him, Rex's emotions swirled. God's Garden was not just a game. It was a world of opportunity, a place where power was earned and lost with every battle. The air crackled with the magic that permeated the environment, the virtual horizon stretching out before him like a canvas ready to be painted with his vengeance.

Rex stood at the edge of a vast city, the lights of the metropolis shining in the distance, the sounds of life filtering through his headset. The login sequence was complete, and the game had accepted him. But in the back of his mind, the weight of his past life pressed against him. This was more than just a quest for loot or levels. This was his second chance—a chance to destroy everything and everyone who had torn him apart in his previous life.

He closed his eyes for a brief moment, focusing on his inner emotions. The past twenty years had been filled with rage, betrayal, and isolation. His heart had hardened, transforming him into a being of darkness. The man who had once led Dark Riders with a sense of honor and pride was gone, replaced by a vengeful soul who cared only about power, control, and revenge.

As he took his first steps in God's Garden, the weight of his mission settled over him like a cloak of ice. The familiar thrill of entering a new world filled him, but it was tainted with a deeper sense of purpose. Every choice he made now would be for one goal: to rebuild Dark Riders, to claim his revenge, and to remind those who had betrayed him of the price they would pay.

They won't know what hit them. His mind burned with plans—schemes to infiltrate the guilds that had wronged him, to undermine them from within. Every move he made would be calculated, every ally he formed would be for his ultimate goal.

But for now, there was no rush. The world was vast, and God's Garden offered endless possibilities. He could hear the faint hum of the in-game systems activating, the sounds of other players beginning to log in, all oblivious to the storm that was about to hit. Rex adjusted the settings in his helmet, immersing himself fully in the world around him. The feeling was intoxicating, as if he had finally found his place.

Rex felt his fingers flex, instinctively gripping the virtual weapons at his side. This is where I belong, he thought. This is where I take back everything I lost.

As Rex stood still in the vast, digital world of God's Garden, the landscape seemed to pulse with life. The vibrant cities, towering structures, and sprawling landscapes stretched out before him. He was still adjusting to the surreal beauty of it all when a sudden, blinding light appeared in the distance.

The light was radiant and soft, drawing Rex's attention. He instinctively turned, narrowing his eyes against the bright glow. Then, through the light, a figure emerged—an angelic being, her form ethereal and graceful. Her golden hair shimmered like a halo of sunlight, and her wings fluttered with a soft, celestial glow.

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Rex blinked, wondering if his mind was playing tricks on him. The angel floated towards him, her presence commanding yet serene. She smiled warmly, her voice as melodious as a song carried by the wind.

"Adventurer, welcome to God's Garden. I see you have entered this world with great purpose, but it is not without challenges. The path ahead is long and filled with many trials, but I offer you the opportunity to choose your destiny."

She extended her hand toward Rex, and a soft breeze seemed to follow it. The air around him shimmered with the ethereal light, and before he could even speak, the system chimed in with an announcement.

System: Job Change available.

The angel's voice continued, her tone filled with hope. "In God's Garden, every adventurer is given a choice—what path you walk is entirely up to you. There are many roles, many jobs, and with each, comes great responsibility and power. The path you choose will define your strengths, your skills, and the way you shape the world."

Rex, still somewhat taken aback, eyed the angel suspiciously. A job change? This is part of the game, isn't it? He was familiar with these kinds of systems from other games, but this felt different. The weight of the choice before him was heavier than he anticipated. His mind raced through the possibilities.

"You must select your job wisely," the angel continued, her eyes kind but firm. "Warrior, Mage, Assassin, Healer, and many more await you. Choose the job that best fits your desires, your ambitions. But remember, once chosen, it cannot be undone lightly. The path you take will determine not just your skills, but your entire journey here."

A holographic interface materialized before Rex, displaying a list of available job options:

1. Warrior: A master of physical combat, with high health and attack power.

2. Mage: A wielder of elemental magic, with powerful offensive and defensive spells.

3. Assassin: A silent killer, specializing in stealth, speed, and critical strikes.

4. Healer: A compassionate support role, capable of healing allies and purging harmful effects.

5. Bard: A versatile support role, offering buffs and debuffs to change the tide of battle.

Rex's heart quickened as he scanned the list. Each job seemed to offer its own unique set of abilities, and while he was tempted by the allure of strength and magic, the choice felt more complicated than that. I didn't come here for a typical role-playing experience, Rex thought, I came to settle scores.

His mind raced with possibilities, and the angel's gaze remained calm as she waited for his decision. Her voice, now tinged with a sense of understanding, echoed softly.

"Whatever job you choose, adventurer, it is but the beginning of your journey. Will you take up the sword and lead with strength? Will you weave the threads of magic to bend the world to your will? Or will you walk in the shadows, unseen, and strike when the time is right?"

Rex's decision to choose Assassin was instinctive. He had spent twenty years honing his skills as an assassin in his previous life, and it was the role he knew best. It wasn't just a job—it was a part of him, a manifestation of the ruthlessness he had developed after years of betrayal and pain.

As the angel presented the options, Rex didn't need to think twice. His fingers hovered over the Assassin choice without hesitation. The job was more than a simple playstyle; it was his past, his identity, and his weapon for the vengeance he so desperately craved.

The angel, sensing his certainty, nodded and smiled knowingly. "You've chosen wisely. An assassin's path is not for the faint of heart, but I can see you are no stranger to shadows." Her words rang with an unspoken understanding of the darkness that lay within Rex.

When the system confirmed the job change, Rex felt the surge of familiar power flood through his veins. His reflexes sharpened, and the shadows around him seemed to respond to his will. The years of experience from his previous life flowed back into him effortlessly. Stealth, agility, and precision—all his tools to eliminate enemies swiftly and silently.

In this world, he wouldn't be a mere player. He was a predator, lurking in the dark corners of the game, biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. As an assassin, he was a master of the shadows, blending in with his surroundings, striking with deadly force when the moment called for it.

With his skills now fully activated, Rex felt a sense of satisfaction. This job choice wasn't just about gameplay mechanics—it was about reclaiming his place in a world that had betrayed him. The time for revenge had come, and his Assassin role would be the key to unleashing that vengeance.

"Now," Rex muttered to himself, "let's see how God's Garden reacts to the return of an assassin."

The angel, still watching him, gave one last cryptic smile. "The shadows are yours now. Use them wisely, adventurer."

And with that, Rex disappeared into the shadows, ready to carve out his future.

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