《RE:Origin》C7 The Chosen One
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"Mhm, it appears there's only some of you here but I guess that's to be expected. It's fine, it's their choice, same goes to you all. You came here expecting to train yourself, at least enough to survive in this world, then I shall be your strict trainer. And when I said strict, I meant it. But first, we'll have to check your status." Raymond, the Commander of King's Corp, said as the soldier standing next to him brought a mysterious white orb at the size of a palm. Looking at a small group of students, he couldn't help but sigh. Though he did expect this, it felt different when it happened in reality.
"This orb here is a Magic Tool. It's a tool that has been enchanted with Appraisal skill. It means your status will be shown for everyone to see once you put your hand on it." At the mention of status, a few students visibly became restless as if they couldn't wait to run and slap their hand on the magic tool. Thanks to their hobbies that many looked down upon, they quickly understood unlike the other students left confused.
"Status?" One of the confused students couldn't help but ask. Before his question was answered however, he heard someone clicking their tongue as he immediately looked back, and became even more confused when he saw the despise looks from some of his classmates. It was as if they're looking at a dumb kid who often ate glue like snack, but never in his childhood did he do that. As far as he remembered, yes, he didn't.
"Yes, status. From your world, perhaps there's no such thing, but here it's a simple fact that everyone have status in their life. It exists since the beginning of time, it has been passed down from our ancestor generation till now. Even if one lives deep in mountain, away from society, they still know that status exists, however, some give it different names but nevertheless. To explain it in detail however... you'll have to see it yourself,"
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"Me, me! I'll do it!" As if he had been waiting for this his entire life, his whole body radiates pure excitement. After all, he had read many times of this event in novels, so much that he wished he could experience it himself. However, he had long given up hope since it only happens in fiction as no matter how much he waited, nothing happened.
But who would have thought that he and his classmates would suddenly get summoned to another world. It all happened in a blink of an eye, and before he knew it, he IS experiencing the very event he wished his entire childhood. Of course he couldn't contain his excitement.
Upon receiving permission from Raymond with a curt nod, he immediately placed his hand on top of the orb, heart pounding with adrenaline. When a window of text appeared like a hologram, his excitement reached the peak.
'This is it! Everyone's going to start worshipping me from now on! Ah, what do I do? What if the girls start falling in love with me? I'm such a sinful man, a harem it is! The princess is a beauty too, ah, would I be a King if I ended up marrying her? Heh, not bad, Since I'm a King, having many mistresses is not just a dream!' Before he even saw his status, his imagination already ran wild. Hearing the gasp from his classmates, he grinned for a moment until it was replaced to dumbfounded when his eyes looked up to his status.
• Title: Summoned Hero
• Name: Ao Itsuka
• Sex: Male
• Age: 15
• Race: Human
• Level: 1
• Class: Warrior
• HP: 250
• MP: 100
• EXP: 0%
• Strength: 60
• Intelligence: 20
• Agility: 40
• Vitality: 50
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• Charisma: 5
"As expected of Heroes, your attributes are all over the top! A warrior, is it? Good, next." Leaving the depressed Itsuka aside, another student quickly came up and put his hand on the orb.
One by one, their status shows that their attributes are all over two digits, except charisma. Raymond was surprised to think that Heroes could have such attributes only at level one. Even without any sort of training, they can already put up a fight against weaker monsters if one only looked at their attributes.
People of this world started with a single digit on each of their attributes for a level one, not even geniuses were spared from this. Raymond still remembers the day he trained so hard that he couldn't move his arms for the next few days. He can only lay on his bed while his mother feeds him. He was pretty brutal to himself, but it all paid off in the end.
If he told the past him that he would become the Commander of the King's Corp, which means the trusty blade of the King, the latter would have spit on him for spouting lies in broad daylight.
But to think there would be a day where he witnessed a group of people, younger than him, with status all over two digits. It felt like his entire life worth of hard work was a joke. Rather than getting discouraged, he grinned. If he isn't happy with them, he can just rough them up under the guise of training. All his hard work up until now must have been for this moment!
"I-Insane!"
"H-He is..a hero?"
"Something's wrong with his status! Is it a bug?"
"As expected!"
"By the name of God, fuck!"
Raymond was immediately brought back to reality upon hearing clamors from the students. Filled with curiosity, his eyes darted toward the student appraising his status. It was a young boy with striking golden hair and clear eyes, he also had a calm demeanor, everything about his appearance alone seemed to be sculpture by God itself. Of course it is none other than Isamu. But it wasn't his appearance that brought that much reaction to him, it was the hologram in front of him that caused it.
• Title: The Chosen One, Summoned Hero
• Name: Nakamura Isamu
• Sex: Male
• Age: 15
• Race: Human
• Level: 1
• Class: Hero
• HP: 500
• MP: 500
• EXP: 0%
• Strength: 100
• Intelligence: 100
• Agility: 100
• Vitality: 100
• Charisma: 30
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