Ah well, I suppose it had come to this... Such is life!

Ned Kelly

You had to wonder why in this scorching heat, were two men intensely locking eyes. Their white see-through shirt was drenched in sweat as they moan out loudly. Rolls of sweat could be seen dripping down their strong muscular body like a spring oak dew rolling down a wet juicy green leaf and onto the cold hard ground.

'Pah pah pah'

The loud clapping sound echoed throughout the area, the two men were swinging their tools with such power! Grunting heavily with oompf!

"Ah... Oh...Hummpft...Ugh...Fuck!"

Back and forth power struggle between two muscular men, hundreds were watching in awe. Such raw masculine public display! Such a thing was out in the open for all to see!

How the ball rubs against the tool, so beautiful! The tool wacks the ball with vigour and might, sending the ball flying in a rush!

'Pah'

This was, unfortunately... not the sweet lovemaking of two men, but a well-known international game of tennis.

'40 love'

"Yes!"

The six-foot-tall, French man was sporting a wide grin, his pearly white teeth was shining brightly, blinding the opposition, who in turn was sulking heavily. This opposition was a short five foot six, Italian. His face was gloomy, and often distorting between pain and frustration.

The ball had speeded past the Italian and had drifted outwards towards a tall young man, six-foot-two, dark medium sized hair, smooth skin, his dark brown eyes sparkled with innocence.

There he was at the edge of the court, a ball boy, well technically he was now an adult. He turned 18 just recently, but ball boy is what his profession is called.

His dripping sweat sparkles as the sunshine rays’ brush against his skin with warmth. He hurriedly ran towards the rolling tennis ball with speed just to scoop it up skilfully and then placed the ball inside his blue indigo shorts pocket. He looked to be a professional ball boy while he stood tall at the edge of the field with his hands behind my back. His handsome vigour often distracts woman and girls from the tennis match, some even smiled and winked towards him.

He loved this job, but he felt a little jealous, even envious of the two professional players. They made it big, while he was a little bit short of skills. The ball boy also wondered why he didn't train enough, but half of his focus and passion was into video games. He cursed himself for being stupid. He was trying to be popular among peers instead of maintaining and increasing his tennis skill.

He also had skills in games, and in this one MOBA game, he had ranked into challenger. His skills were unfortunately a few levels short of making it into the professional scene. If only had he chose one profession and focused on it. But he split his attention into two major paths. He also fooled around with others a lot in his spare time instead of putting in extra practice in one of those pathways.

He thought that it shouldn't matter too much, because he was still young and talented with a lot of different potential options going for him in life.

His name is David Lee, an adopted orphan from China, but he didn't know anything about his birth family. He only vaguely knows that they were all murdered, and that he was the last to live.

.........

When he was little, he always cried a lot, causing a lot of pain for the workers at the orphanage. They pitied this little child but rejoiced when he was chosen by a well-off Australian family. The workers hurriedly accepted the cash and happily waved the annoying little cry-baby away. That child didn’t know any better and innocently waved back towards the workers.

Flying had scared him stiff, but after he had been in the plane for a few hours, he settled down under the soothing care of his newfound parents. The roaring engine and the shaky plane still scared him to pieces every now and then, his even freaked out when his ears popped. His crying had hurt the ears of every passenger and they couldn't help but curse bitterly under their breath.

As soon as he got to his new home, his eyes opened wide in shock, in front of him was a huge modern style mansion. It was painted white, the sun shine reflected off the building and into his eyes, causing him wince cutely. His new dad picked him up to show him around. The boy went giddy from happiness and bliss as he hugged his dad as he was carried. The boys’ eyes went wide as he saw the grand big open space, so much room to roam, a large clear pool, a giant cinematic tv, fridge filled with junk food to the brim! And what sent him almost flying to heaven was the kid park in the backyard, a giant slide and swings.

But what made his new dad smile the brightest was that the boy wanted to know what that area at the side was. It was a tennis court, a sport David Lee has never heard of before, he was curious and wanted to know what the heck tennis was.

It was almost like heaven as he grew up here. His parents were professional athletics, tennis stars. Which got him playing the sport. He was talented in this area which pleased his parents, but he was slacking in training and didn't make the cut with the national tennis agency.

His parents wanted him to surround with the professional tennis scene, they wanted him to have a strong understanding, and wanted him to have friends who played tennis. And so, with his parents social standing and background, they managed to score him job with the national tennis agency, a ball boy, paid $21.95 per hour, it was decent enough.

.........

He couldn't help but shake his head out of a daze as he sensed a malicious gaze lingering on him. There were two dark brown eyes staring at him maliciously. David Lee eyed the man with a confused look, his first thought was that the Italian was checking him out, but the gaze was filled with hostility. David Lee shook his head while not knowing how he had offended him.

Maybe it was because David Lee was too handsome, and the audience were paying more attention to that ball boy than they were of him, a professional tennis player, a star!

The short Italian man snorted in disdain, his eyes looked at the ball boy with taunting eyes before focusing upon the match, throwing up the ball to serve.

'Pah'

The ball bounced bodacious over the swinging net, the wind blew hard as the clear sky turned cloudy. The French man had superior athletic skills, speed and power. He smashed down the tennis racket with force, forcing the Italian back and barely able to return the deadly shots.

'Pah'

The Italian made a huge mistake because he had hit the ball too softly. The ball flew up into the sky which made it an easy target for the French player.

'Boom'

The strict tennis umpire watched closely. The audience watched with everlasting eager. The broadcasting camera zoomed in capturing this iconic moment. The French man had hit the tennis ball with such force and a booming sound had startled the stadium.

It was a monstrous volley attack. The ball went flying towards the corner of the opposition side, which made the Italian cried out in alarm. He took a huge leap towards the ball with his racket reaching outwards. The racket barely tipped it, and the ball bounced off the edge of the rackets. The ball flew out towards the audience and a girl happily caught the ball, she showed it off by waving it into the air, smiling and laughing.

This caused the Italian to crease his brow in anger.

"Game, Set and Match!"

The umpire announced loudly which caused a wave of cheers from the audience, they stood up clapping wildly, cheering for the winner of the match.

The winner jumped up in immense joy, seconds later, he was surrounded by a swarm of people all congratulating him. While the loser was left alone, slumping down in exhaustion and defeat. He angrily threw his racket in a random directing. The racket flew it swiftly into the air.

'Dong!'

"AHHHHHHHH"

"Oh my god!"

A few spectators screamed out in alarm as a young man was laying down on the ground with his head crack open. There was a continuous stream of blood pouring out of the wound.

He could barely maintain his consciousness as the pain was too much to bear, and he was extremely dizzy from being stunned with a concussion because of the racket brutal impact.

The Italian man face looked like one in deep shock, but his eyes slit as he sneered inside his mind. Obviously, he was not remorseful at all!

The camera turned sideways toward the bleeding young man as he was being carried away by paramedics. The young man’s mind was pitch black. He could barely hear audible mumbling, the sound was at least familiar, his adopted parents. His mom was crying, his sad be dad beside her also crying, but he was trying to comfort her as they watch the life of the boy they raised slip by.

David Lee really wanted to wake up and say that everything is fine, but he felt himself fall deeper into the dark abyss, the darkness surrounds him wholeheartedly. And then his body went cold.

'Beep, beep, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep'

"I'm sorry," The doctor said sadly causing the two parents to break down over the bloodied dead body of their son

.........

A ray of white shining light blinded his eyes as soon as the ball boy got up. Looking around in confusion he sees himself in a bright white like terminal room.

‘Where am I?’ He thought with confusion, perhaps he didn’t die?

"Hello… Yoo~hoo! over here boy!" A sharp sexy voice echoed throughout the terminal room.

Fang Li turned around slowly, only to see a smart looking lady in a black short work dress with a diamond shaped face, her long black hair tied into a neat little bun, she looked like a naughty school teacher that is commonly found in an adulterous flick.

‘Maybe she’s a thot?’ He thought with a weird expression.

He eventually saw that the busty woman who was happily welcoming him, was now frowning with dry anger, her sharp eyebrows was extremely menacing which caused him to feel pressured.

He suddenly thought that she had heard what he was thinking, but then laughed that idea off softly.

"Uhh, where am I?" He said towards the only person around in sight.

"You died and now you are in the afterlife, hummpft" She said, with a bratty attitude, while crossing her arms and tapping her high heels in slight anger.

"I died?" He said confusingly, his face was one of disbelief. He quickly searched around the terminal looking for a hidden camera.

‘This is probably a stupid prank’ He thought.

"Yes, you died not long ago, but you died to an ordinary tennis racket, tsk tsk" She sneered mockingly.

"What?" He briefly remembered what happened just moments ago and thought that he should be in hospital.

“Hummmpft, If I say you are in the afterlife, you are in the afterlife, this goddess word is always the truth!” She said while feeling very annoyed as she sensed his further doubt.

"Oh, and by the way, that two-horned red dragon ruby bracelet is an afterlife token, I guess you must have been lucky getting your hands on it" She said, changing the mood and subject quickly.

"Oh, this?" He said looking at the bracelet on his arm. This bracelet was an heirloom of his deceased family, he couldn’t research anything about it, or find any facts about his family. His birth family was shrouded in secrets.

"Ok so what now?" He said with a rude and impatient tone. He had enough of this ‘prank’ and wanted to go home. But his attitude made her furrow her brows.

"Well now you need to make a hard choice, because not everybody gets to be sent to this room, so you only have three options to choose from.

Option 1: Choose to be sent to the yellow river where the underworld gods will decide what to do with you, be it reincarnate, go to heaven, or hell. It is up to them, but just a warning. If you have been sent to heaven, you will enjoy an endless blissful life in a holy realm under the protection of a god. If you are sent to Hell, life will be full of torture and pain for all of eternity. If you have reincarnated in this option, you will have forgotten all your current memories, and be born a new person.

Option 2: Reincarnate into a random world, taking over a dead body that syncs with your soul, take over their life including family, wealth, memories and their abilities, be it stats, cultivation or others type of power.

Option 3: Transmigration, you will have your old body revived, and you will be sent to a random world, but because you will be in that world with nothing but a clean slate, you will be granted one random perk.

"Well uhh, hmmmm” David Lee stuttered around for a few minutes, making the goddess grow more impatiently before ultimately deciding on a choice.

“I would have to choose to transmigrate… who would want to change out of this handsome body," He said shamelessly while rolling his eyes.

"Well ok, bye" She said happily while enthusiastically waving him goodbye, as if she is very glad to see him go. But why did David lee find this scene familiar? He waved her goodbye too.

"Bye..." He said, playing along with the ‘prank’ but he felt something strange happening behind him. He turned his head around in shock, because he saw a huge spatial tear in the middle of the air and a violent purple void opened, the portal swallowed him which caused him to scream out in fright.

.........

In a very desolate area was an old run-down barn, a mysterious purple spatial portal had appeared inside of it, causing the fluffy foolish sheep to tremble in fear. The portal rumbled quietly for a few seconds before it spat out a frightened human.

As the human fell hard onto the dirty ground, the portal disappeared into a flash, and poof, it was completely gone as if it hadn’t ever been there before.

David Lee was now in an old worn down smelly barn, still dumbfounded with what just happened. He was unable to comprehend what just happened, but then remembered everything that happened in the white terminal room.

‘Everything was true!?!’ He thought while trembling in fear.

Then suddenly a bright holographic screen appeared in his mind which scared the bajesus out of him. A message popped up before him, it was a little holographic note

'Congratulation, for the random perk raffle, you had won a title... Ball Handler!'

‘Ball Handler?’ He thought, ‘Isn't this jabbing thorns at my job as a ball boy...?’

‘Furthermore, what the heck is this’ Another screen popped up, and this one was much bigger, it displayed something that would be seen out of a computer game.

David Lee /Age 18

Dungeoneering: Level 1 [EXP 0/100]

[Note: Duneoneering levels gives you higher Health and Mana]

[Higher Dungeoneering level also grants you access to exclusive restrictions in this world, such as special dungeons, locked dungeon shops, and so on]

Health 100/100 Mana: 100/100

Titles

[Ball Handler] [Level 1, EXP 0/100]

[All kinds of Ball Handling have its proficiency is increased by 1%]

Class: Nil

Attributes

Strength: F

Constitution: F

Defence: F

Resistance: F

Dexterity: F

Intelligent: F

Wisdom: F

Willpower: F

Perception: F

Charisma: F

Total Average Attributes: F

Skills: Nil

‘What on earth is happening?’ He thought in deep shock.

Baa Baaa Baaa

All the barn animals were shouting out in confusion, the flock of sheep became cautious of the strange human who had appeared so suddenly. Fang Li ignored all the commotion as he was now sitting down on the ground, completely lost at what to do from now on.