No matter how hard he tries, the system pop-up won't appear, it truly crippled him for doing something he shouldn’t have, and that is killing the chosen one from an another world. In the long silence, he finally gave up trying, and saw his fragile core in a still pond. In his incorporeal eyes, he saw his blueish crystalline core, it was a beautiful sight as a crystal lake, something he has worked hard to keep the purity in check, but right now, he was feeling negative, without the system, what use a monarch-tier core would be?

Without the system, he could not even cast-out a water spell of the lowest tier, worsemore, he could not use his inheritance skill, stolen skills, legacy skills, and his swordsmanship that sat at a grandmaster level. Furthermore, he cannot level up, generate essences of spirituality, and resist every type of spells, especially the dangerous ones, the mental-orientated spells, the soul-orientated spells, and lastly, the divine-orientated spells.

Even worse, he will have a hard time predicting a skill on the way, especially those roguish skills that deceives the naked eye to make critical mistakes happen. Without the help of his precognition-type legacy skill, he will have a hard time avoiding everything hurt-related

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Everything is falling apart, his world is falling apart, he could not stop thinking about the system, and why everything is so unfair. “I would’ve been better off dead, at least that way, I can take this ambition of mine to hell.” He said to himself, with no one at the pond, not even an aquatic creature swimming under. 

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The chaotic thoughts of the man kept on swirling and boiling, unaware that his thoughts are irking the thing inside of him, his ambition. 

He suddenly jumped up from the pool, he stopped seeing his core a long time ago, as he grasped his chest, his heart burning from the intense heartbeat of his heart. In his torment of hopelessness, he was screaming and lashing out in anger, causing a wrathful rupture in the still pond, causing the surroundings nature to go muddy and barks of tree splashed in water, leaves fell like a sweeping wind, and a roar so loud that it caused an even more destructive tune in the chaotic scene.

Only a thought remained in his head, “My eyes have been opened.".