The young man woke up in a strange place. He was lying on a bed in a small, dark room. He didn't know where he was or how he had gotten there.

He sat up and looked around. The room was bare, except for a table and a chair. There was a window, but it was covered with thick curtains.

He got up and walked over to the window. He pulled back the curtains and looked out. He was high up, and he could see the city below.

He didn't recognize the city. It was not the city he had escaped from.

He turned away from the window and walked back to the bed. He sat down and tried to think. What was going on? How had he gotten here?

Suddenly, he heard a voice.

"Hello," the voice said.

The young man jumped. He looked around, but he didn't see anyone.

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"Who's there?" he asked.

"It's me, the System," the voice said.

The young man frowned. "The System?" he asked. "What system?"

"The system that you called upon," the voice said. "The system that will help you get your revenge."

The young man's eyes widened. "You're real?" he asked.

"Of course I'm real," the voice said. "I'm the one who brought you here."

"Why?" the young man asked.

"Because you asked for my help," the voice said. "You asked me to give you the power to get your revenge."

The young man thought for a moment. "I did," he said. "But I didn't think you would actually answer."

"Why not?" the voice asked. "I'm here to help you."

"But how?" the young man asked. "What can you do?"

"I can give you anything you need," the voice said. "Power, knowledge, strength. Anything."

The young man's eyes widened. "Anything?" he asked.

"Anything," the voice said. "But only if you're willing to pay the price."

"What price?" the young man asked.

"Your soul," the voice said.

The young man's heart sank. "My soul?" he asked.

"Yes," the voice said. "That's the price of revenge."

The young man thought for a long time. He knew that what the System was asking was a lot, but he also knew that he would do anything to get his revenge.

"I'll do it," he said finally.

"Good," the voice said. "Now, close your eyes."

The young man closed his eyes.

"Now, imagine what you want," the voice said. "Imagine the power you want, the knowledge you want, the strength you want."

The young man imagined it all. He imagined himself becoming the most powerful being in the world. He imagined himself being able to do anything he wanted.

"Good," the voice said. "Now, open your eyes."

The young man opened his eyes. He was still in the same room, but everything was different. He was stronger, faster, smarter. He could feel the power coursing through his veins.

"It's done," the voice said. "You have what you asked for."

The young man smiled. He knew that he would finally get his revenge.