Ryan, an outstanding police officer with the highest criminal arrest rate in the city. He is kind toward the innocent but cruel and violent to the criminal. There is no pity for those who oppressed the weak. This is a typical system and transmigration story, but, rather than meet truck-san, he is killed by a serial killer he has chased for years. Join his journey on world hopping with his system to resurrect back into his original world and apprehend the serial killer. "Change the cannon fodder's fate? Who cares about that! As long as I can catch him by my own hands, I'll even become the devil himself!" (What rotten luck. I got a rather peculiar host this time -Sigh- Host! You need to finish your mission at least! Grab some points, damn it!) Well, due to his good luck anyway, he meets the serial killer's reincarnation in every world he went into and continuing the game of cat and mouse between them. This is a work of fiction and purely comes from the writer's imagination. And the cover picture is not mine. Credit to the real owner.
He blinked his eyes in confusion.
Wow, even if he despised red, but, a room in white is not a better choice either. It kind of reminded him of something unpleasant from his past memories.
Wait! That's not the main point! He has already died, right? That damn sadistic bastard snapped his neck into two! He felt extreme pain before he loses his consciousness. Where is this place, anyway? A hospital? A morgue? Or, some kind of waiting room?
(This is a space boundary between the worlds.) A mechanical voice answered his question.
Ryan jolted in shock.
"Someone is speaking! But, where? I don't see anyone though?"
(It's me, host, a system bounded to your soul. Look straight. I am in front of you.)
Ryan does look straight as the voice instructed. And, he saw a weird creature floating in front of him. The creature, no, the system resembles a transparent energy ball? Or, a white ball?
(I am System 398, serial number 2345168897. My official name is Change The Cannon Fodder's Fate. It's a pleasure to meet you, host.) The energy ball greeted him.
Ryan clasped both of his hands, as his eyes brighten in realization.
"Oh, oh, I know this kind of thing! It always happened in the novel, something about transmigration and system. Da Kyung told me before, she really loved these kinds of stories and always forced me to read the novels she recommends. This is true, then? I am not dreaming, right?"
(I can assure you, host, that this is a reality and you're not dreaming. First...)
"Forget about those boring introductions. Can I go back to my original world if I finished the missions provided?" Ryan hastily interrupted the energy ball's words. "I don't care about anything else. If you said you can, then, please proceed accordingly. If you can't, then, I rather have my soul perish forever."
The energy ball looked at him with a blank expression.
"Shouldn't you heard my explanation first, host? Are you sure to proceed just like this? What if I'm scamming you?)
Ryan eagerly shook his head.
"I don't care and I don't want to know. If you wanted to explain, though, please simplify the words into one hundred words only. Not more, but, it can be less. Hurry up. White Ball."
White ball?
This is the first time it meets such a weird host. Did it make a good choice or a bad choice? The energy ball, whose name is changed into White Ball, pondered for a while.
(You can be resurrected back into your original world if that is your wish. After you finished your missions and gathered enough points, you can choose that option. You will be world-hopping into many worlds and help the cannon fodder changed their miserable fates. Remember, the point will be given if you succeed in your mission, but, if you fail, there will be point deduction and punishment. Are you clear, host?)
"Yes, and you do a good job. I perfectly understood your explanation. Do I get golden cheats or something?"
(A beginner package:
3x Beauty Pills
3x Pain Relieving Pills
3x Antidotes for any kinds of Poisons
A perfect mask: Perfectly hidden your emotional struggles whether you're in pain, sad, happy, or anything else and showcase a perfect expression according to the plots.
Initial points: 1000 pts)
"You're so nice White Ball. Okay, enough chitchat and let's go already. I have a debt to be repaid and I rather settled it as soon as possible,"
Looking at Ryan's eagerness, White Ball reluctantly begins the transferring process of the host's soul.
(Beginning the transfer process: Host's soul is transferred in 3...2...1. The transfer process is finished.)
Ryan, once again, lost his consciousness soon after.
***
Doctor Jackal, which is known as J stared at the television blankly. He completely losing his interest in the world after he killed Ryan.
The world, without a doubt, became more bleak and boring.
He lost his passion for the killing. Nothing out there can arouse his attention.
Ah, how he missed his toy so much.
(Good evening, Host.) A mechanical voice greeted J.
J just staring at the fluffy and furry energy ball with a dumbfounded look. He didn't give any reaction regarding the system intrusion of his house. He scratched his head.
"Good evening, Blacky." He lazily replied. "Since you're fluffy and furry, please changed it into something more appropriate and pleasing to the eyes. You kind of pissing me off with your lack of anesthetic interest. Or, do you prefer for me to modify your appearance myself?"
Black energy ball shuddered.
(I will change myself into a cat. Is it okay?)
"Better than your original appearance. So, what are you? I can guess, but, unless you offered something extremely tempting for me to take, I will just kick you out of my house."
(World domination?) Blacky suggested.
J rolled his eyes.
"Boring."
(Don't humans always had something that they wanted to fulfill? Any kind of wish? I can help you achieved them as long as you agreed with my condition.)
"Any kind?" J's eyes gleamed with dangerous glints.
(Yes, host. Any kind.) Blacky affirmed its words.
"Then, I do want something," J replied with a chilling smile. "But, you will follow my condition. Understand?"
(...) The system felt that if it refused, its barely hanging life will be dissipated instantly. Blacky regretted approaching this human even though this host had a very rare qualification that it needs. (It depends on the...situation...?)
J's glare became more intense.
"What?"
(...This system agreed wholeheartedly to the host's suggestion...) Blacky quickly changed its words.
"Good." J nodded his head in satisfaction. "Then, let's begin."
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