William Yellows Perspective:
William stood up slowly and kept a pleasant smile on his face for the huge crowd of people before him.
He had a pleasant appearance.
Fluffy blonde hair.
A healthy body.
A defined and proportioned face and signs of premature muscles.
Eyes of golden clouds.
The crowd of nobles, merchants, and royals all looked at William with mutual interest.
He could not see their faces, only a muddle of different colors but William was in full view for them.
They muttered and jeered as their hands covered their faces whilst he did some basic stretches.
Sweat had already formed on my brow and my muscles were pumped.
If he did well here, William would be able to get into a high-ranked noble family.
And if he did that?
Well, he'd be able to get stronger, save more people and eat good food.
His mouth drooled slightly just thinking about all the different kinds of food he would be able to savor.
As the women in the crowd adored my angelic presence, the males were equally impressed by his developing muscles despite his adsolence.
He merely took it with a pinch of salt.
This wasn't my body after all.
It had been 4 years since William was brought into this world.
He had no accident or issue. William merely woke up in this world. In a strong and potential-brimming 7-year-olds body.
In his previous life, William was a loser. He possessed the shiniest bowl cut in the neighborhood and was often scorned.
Pushed and pissed on.
William took it all meekly.
So when he woke up one day, in a young boy's body he was not worried about his parents.
He hated his parents. They were abusive and hadn't gone a day without rageful and drunken slobber since his birth.
He wasn't worried about friends.
William was a loser, aka he had none.
William was extremely worried about the bright blue screen in front of him. Where had he transmigrated into?
The system.
William could only look around with fearful eyes when a robotic feminine voice echoed in his ears.
{Congratualions to the Host for unlocking the Savior System.}
It was a foreign method of language yet he understood it perfectly for some reason William thought to himself.
William was scared of the new situation but took it head on.
William tried to speak within his mind.
'What's going on?'
The system replied instantly.
{You have unlocked the savior system.}
{Say Stats to view your information, Savior.}
William mumbled Stats in his mind.
'Stats.'
A brand new fluorescent blue screen was visualized in front of the young William.
Every word was understandable as William looked at the information with curiosity.
Name: William Yellow
Status: Son of Weinsdor and Duun of the Cagler and Livent Clans// Currently a boy wandering the wild and training.
Stats:
Strength {-I-} 15 Points to Upgrade
Agility {-I-} 15 Points to Upgrade
Durability {-I-} 12 Points to Upgrade
Intelligence {-A-} 25 Points to Upgrade
Stamina {-I-} 10 Points to Upgrade
Charisma {-I-} 10 Points to Upgrade
Magic {-B-} 15 Points to Upgrade
Points to spend {-0-}
Level {-0-}
Exp till next level {-10-}
Next Level Reward: 2 Stat Points// Access to Classes/Magic
The second his cloudy gold eyes set on the screen, all the information crammed into Williams head.
His head hurt badly as an intense stinging slowly rose but after the initial doses of pain William stopped and calmed himself down.
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William could remember the numbers and figures perfectly.
But what did they mean?
His system spoke for him instantly once again.
{Here is the level system for this world, savior.}
Instantly a whole new set of information was rammed into his mind.
Beginner {B}
Intermediate {I}
Advanced {A}
Lord {L}
High-Lord {H-L}
King {K}
Emperor {E}
God {G}
William stroked his chin. He realized his skin was quite smooth and was for the most part spotless. It must have been due to this body and the strange I statistic.
He then felt around his whole body and admired his improved proportions.
"I see."
So he was quite intelligent and had a good all-rounder type of constitution.
William was still taking in the whole phenomenon when he looked at his only stat that was underperforming.
'System what is Magic.'
William had obviously heard of magic. Who hadn't? But he wanted to understand why it was doing worse and how it worked here.
{Magic is the amount of Mana you have.}
William nodded.
So he was just born with less mana?
The system quickly reassured him.
{Do not fret Savior, Although you have less mana than the average person. Only you can upgrade your potential and fix your weaknesses.}
Williams's face grew a smirk.
That's right. Only he could grow stronger.
Whilst he was lying down and taking it all in, a few shouts could be heard outside his door.
He was about to ignore them when a brand new screen appeared above him.
{You have been assigned a quest, Savior.}
William furrowed his eyebrows before he smiled lightly.
Did this mean he could get even stronger? Would he be able to start a new life here?
{Quest Details}
{Stop the ruckus outside and save the Old Lady [Charina Worten]}
{Time Limit: 20 Minutes}
{Reward: 30 EXP}
{Failure: -1 Rank in Strength}
'When do I start system?'
William asked within his mind.
{Now.}
William found himself behind 2 adult men with average faces and normal bodies being pushy and arrogant with a grey-haired lady.
She had a slouched back and held onto her cane for support as they shouted at her.
"Where's the money Lady?"
"We heard last week, last month. You aren't slick."
They gave her a light push.
Small tears glistened just outside her eyelids.
"I just need a b-."
The two laughed and chortled.
"You know what I think she needs Danny?"
Danny had an arrogant smile as he responded to his partner in crime.
"What do you think she needs Jerald?"
Jerald rubbed his hands together.
"A bit of a push."
The two laughed loudly.
William who knew he had no place walked in despite his brain trying to stop him.
His body took a bit of effort to control. It felt like every movement he made was on command rather than from a thought. He learnt his body language and muscle memory as quickly and proficiently as he could before the situation escalated too far.
'I'll be a savior.'
As Jerald slowly walked up to the old lady with his head turned up, William stood before him.
"Huh. What are you doing kid?"
William didn't know any fighting techniques so he just pushed as hard as he could.
"Guh."
The man fell to the floor stubbornly.
He rubbed his shoulders as he looked at the child before him angrily.
"Who is this brat?"
His voice was inherently pissed.
He pulled out a knife from his pocket.
Danny laughed as he pointed at Jeralds's fallen body, his own was bent as he tried to hold back his laughter.
"How did you get pushed over by a child Jerald? Gahahaha."
"Shut up."
Jerald brushed the dust off his body as he pointed the knife at William.
William stood his ground, though his shaking shoulders showed his fear.
His gaze remained concentrated.
"Scram kid."
"If you know what's good for you."
William tried his best to solve the situation peacefully.
He wasn't the kind of guy who would give up and switch his methods at the first sighting of defeat in a scenario.
"Why are you guys robbing an Old Lady? Can't you understand she's struggling? Why can't you be better people and just... just stop. I'll even pay you back as soon as I can. So stop. If you don't. I might have to make you stop myself."
Williams's clenched hands trembled as he spat out the last words.
The two looked shocked and their eyes widened. For a short moment.
They soon broke out into guffaws and chortles.
"This kid... thinks he can beat us?"
Daniel turned to Jerald and the two burst out laughing once more.
Jerald had his go.
Making his voice squeaky and high-pitched he mocked Williams's clenched hand's stance.
"Mmmm I might have to... I might have to stop you myself!"
The two looked at each other as their mouths began to curve once more.
"GAHAHAHA."
The twos mockings made William all the more frustrated.
Why didn't they get the point?
Jerald notices his scrunched-up face and did a snarky side comment.
"Look out man, he's getting angry. You could say he might have to stop us himself..."
"GAHAHAHAHHAW."
The two broke out once more.
William was tired of this.
"Are you done yet?"
Daniel composed his face and lowered himself so he was face-to-face with William.
William smelt corn beef and fish.
"Yeah, we are. So scram."
William sighed.
Negotiating was clearly failing.
William tightened his fist.
If it's only this much. It should be fine right?
He assured himself in his mind as he tensed his right arm.
His voice was dark as he muttered but a word.
"Sorry."
Jerald looked at him in confusion. His face was strangely irked.
"Eh-."
A hard fist smashed into the right of his cheek. A hard red mark was left behind.
"Ptuh."
Jeralds spit landed on the floor as his eyes trembled.
He pulled out his knife instantly, holding it with both hands. His fingers twitched as he aimed it at William.
William tensed his right arm this time.
Jerald could only hear the sound of wind swooshing before his sense of direction was knocked right.
"Guh."
Jerald spat out blood this time as he dropped the knife.
He held onto the rashen sides of his face as his eyes soaked.
"Whyat arye y-you dyoin."
His eyes were hysterical and his mouth and voice were warped as he wailed.
William was confused. How was he already in such a derelict state?
He had never received this much power before.
{Please do not abuse your advantages, Savior.}
William smiled brightly.
'Of course System-San.'
William hated unnecessary violence so he merely looked at Daniel with his right fist raised.
"Leave now. Or-Or I'll give you the same treatment as him."
William pointed to the weeping Jerald.
To put the iron fist on his point, William picked up the knife that had fallen.
It was low-quality and surprisingly bendy.
William yelled over Jerald gibbering.
"Now."
Daniel picked up Jerald by the shoulder and the two ran.
William furrowed his eyebrows despite the overwhelming emotions of victory.
Why hadn't the quest been completed yet?
William continued to look on proudly before he then looked at the old lady next to him.
She was surprisingly depressed.
William asked innocently.
"What's wrong?"
She replied sheepishly as she clutched onto her cane.
"I thank you for your kind deed, but they will still return be it tomorrow or next week. But I suppose I shall try my hardest."
She limped down the street.
William shouted as inspiration flowed through his mind.
"WAIT."
He gripped her as lightly as he could by the shoulder.
"You can come with me. I'm going on a -. A journey. Around these lands. I need to get stronger and I can drop you off somewhere. Anywhere. W-well not anywhere since you need to have a good place. Okay. The point is I'll drop you off somewhere good. Okay?"
Williams's mind filled in as many blanks as it could as he tried to help the Old Lady as much as possible.
She held a frail and wrinkled hand over her mouth.
"Are you sure?"
Her voice shook slightly.
William gave his best smile.
"Of course."
{Quest Completed.}
{Reward: 30 EXP.}
{You are now Level 1}
{You are now Level 2}
{You need 40 EXP for level 3)
{You have unlocked: Magic/Classes}
{You have 4 stat points to spend}
{You gained the skill, Righteous Stand due to your excellent performance in this quest.}
{Righteous Stand:}
{When fighting for a righteous cause your mental state will always be strengthened and your righteous will shall always prevail. This means that no mental effects or hypnosis magic types below your Stamina and Durability rank will work on you during the effects of this skill.}
The multiple chimes and dings were music to Williams ears.
He read his new skill and smiled calmly. Walking with his eyes half shut.
He could now truly start his journey.
And so William began his own adventure.
(Do not fret, I am not going to just randomly start a new story 30 chapters into my original. This backstory will be 3 chapters MAXIMUM and will be extremely important to show William's Ideals, powers and experiences.)
{Edit two: I have failed, tis around 5 chapters, but we still going good.}
(Extra Note: The two shall be meeting quite soon in the Normal Timeline hardly an arc or two between them.)