The Supreme Fire System
The Supreme Fire System....

A week later.

Zefier's eyes began to open. Still fresh in his memory about yesterday's events.

Imagine the fight of unknown people, about houses and college complexes that burned to the ground, about the death of their parents. Even if it's a dream, everything can't be forgotten.

"Ugh...!" Zafier complained, his head dizzy. His body feels weak, this week no food has entered the stomach. He tried to sit while looking around with an unfamiliar feeling.

"Where is this?" Saying, raucous. He felt alien to the building like a rickety hut he occupied.

["Hello-hello.."]

["Hello, do you hear me, sir..?]

["Hello..!"]

Quite vaguely, no. It is clear, nor is it. Zafier was like hearing someone speak, but heedless of it because he felt it was just his hallucination. Moreover, he had just regained consciousness.

Once again he monitored the surrounding area, making sure that the place was indeed never seen at all.

"Is all this just a dream...?" Zafier. Then come back to remember and remember the sad incident.

"Dad, Mother...!" He called his parents. Surely there's no answer. The bodies of his parents seemed real as he watched and confirmed their deaths.100 percent was not a dream.

But then again, "Where is this...? why am I here...?" His mind was still dazed, guessing what happened after that day.

["Hello, did you hear my voice..?"]

I heard a voice with the same question.

"Eh? Did I hear wrong? It seems I did hear the voice of someone who was talking." Further.

The voice of the call he had heard since then, but he was not so sure. Because after he checked the whole room, he didn't see anyone there.

["Finally, you responded, sir..!"].

Again, Zafier heard the clear voice of the person speaking to him. But, the more he tried to make sure, the more he felt terrified.

"Is that a ghost...? Why is there a voice but no one...?" Zefier pulled higher the blanket that had already been exposed slightly. The feeling momentarily made him forget the sadness he was experiencing.

"I catch a feeling of hopelessness from within you. Do you need any advice, sir?" The voice, again.

"Who are you, why hide...? Show yourself!" This time Zefier responded, speaking in empty air.

"It does, but I can't, sir." Answer the foreign voice.

"Whatchu mean? Don't you joke!" Zefier. Although there are interlocutors, but the form is still nil. He feels he is being played.

"I'm not kidding. I'm in your mind, sir."

"In my mind? You're getting slacker." Zefier still did not accept the statement of foreign voices.

"Rather than arguing incoherently, I'd better introduce you, I'm the system!"

"System...?"

Flip...!

A transparent screen suddenly appeared before Zefier. There are several lines of writing that can be read clearly.

Name: Zefier

Age: 13 years

Power type: -

Level of strength: -

Race: Mixed

"What's this... Si, who are you really?" Zefier looked nervous and confused.

"I am a system. I'm something that comes from the past and has already penetrated the future."

That unreasonable remark instead made Zefier indifferent. "Ah, okay.... Do as you please. I'm still tired and want to rest."

He then closed his eyes again, trying to forget the memories of this world. He now focused on thinking about whether his parents had been buried or not. Even if not, he still did not dare to come out due to the trauma.

While thinking about those memories, Zefier grew curious about the sound that echoed his mind. It was obviously hard to believe, but throughout the conversation just now, he had been constantly checking the room and found nothing but himself. And most real to him, the foreign voice he heard really felt so close.

However, "What is this...?!" His inner. The feeling is strange, the screen in front of his eyes never goes away.

Suddenly the writing on the screen changed.

[Mission: Doing any activity, as long as it is positive, can produce points.]

[Advantage: Can buy all kinds of martial arts as long as sufficient points.]

"You...! Is there nothing else to do but disturb?" Zefier looks upset. But unknowingly, he began to acknowledge the existence of the alien voice.

At first glance the incident was considered as a profound effect of trauma and sadness. But his mind cannot resist, even if it is only his imagination, he still does not want to live like this, living alone.

"Hey, you... If I didn't hear you wrong, you said your name was System, right?" Zefier tried to continue the conversation.

"No, sir.... That system is me as a whole. But you can call me that."

"I don't understand. Are you a spirit or something?"

"I am an existence that has various information, matter and energy to facilitate a goal. That's called a system."

Zefier is young, but that doesn't mean he has trouble digesting words. However, the explanation he had just received was still puzzling.

"huhhh..." Zefier. "I still don't understand. Such a description, I'm sure no one has heard of it."

"The bottom line is, I can give you all the training methods both martial and cultivation and make you the strongest human being as fast as possible." Answer system.

The system's last explanation was very tempting to Zefier. It was just that the feeling was instantly undone, considering he had no talent whatsoever other than physical.

"Oh, yeah... Why do you call me by name, sir?" Zefier tried to divert the conversation.

"Sir, you are a chosen human being who has entered into a contract with me. Regardless of who I am, I will devote myself to the people I serve."

"Copy the contract...? I've never done anything like that to anyone."

"If you allow me, I'll share a piece of my memory with you." System doesn't want to talk. It seemed like it wanted Zefier to immediately acknowledge his existence.

"What can it be done? If yes, then just do it." Zefier Pinta.

Actually Zefier just carelessly said. He thought such a thing was impossible in this world.

After saying so, Zefier suddenly moved. He felt like he was in a different place. More precisely, he was like watching a real scene that featured his own actions.

That piece of memory started from the last conversation between the people who were fighting. Zefier still remembered the conversation between the two people, because he was still unconscious at the time.

After listening to all the talk in the memory, it finally arrived where the last memory was. A moment before he fainted...

It seems that all the moves lead to the person who fights alone. But the focal point was, when the man put something into Zefier's body that caused him to be unconscious.

But it's not over. There were still some conversations between the unknown group of people.

"Damn...! In the end he died easily." Speak to their leader in a tone of annoyance and anger.

"Then, after this how, sir?"

"What's how? Of course we'll be back."

"I mean, that thing.... Did we just leave it."

"Stupid....!" snapped Leader. "That thing is not something that ordinary humans can accept. To be able to bear the power of that thing, he must at least have the blood or bloodline of a god."

"Didn't you yourself watch the boy die just after the object was inserted into his body!" The leader continued, explaining.

"What do you mean, that thing will also perish like the child's death?" His men asked.

"What else if not that...?! Shit, shit, shit...! Why don't I think about getting there." The leader of the group drew the sword.

Suddenly the memory stopped...

Zefier regained his senses like he had just woken up from a dream. She opened her eyes to make sure that now was her real life.

"How, what do you believe?" Suddenly the sound of the system spoke again in his mind.

"Many things I don't understand. But supposedly according to their talk, I'm dead."

"When I was put into the master's body, the master wasn't dead. Master will really die when that man's sword pierces the master's heart."

"I didn't see that scene?"

"I deliberately didn't display it so as not to cause the effects of excessive trauma on you, sir."

"Then, why am I still alive?"

"A moment after they left the area, I did a forced contract with master. As you heard earlier, if you die, I will also be lost."

"But, isn't it possible to accept your existence as a descendant or one with the blood of a god?"

"Yes, sir..."

"Then?"

"Master, you are not a descendant of ordinary humans. I've detected that your parents are gods. I assume the person you consider to be the father is about 300 years old."

"What...?! My father was a god?" Zefier was shocked in disbelief. But it makes sense why the system presents its race as a Mixed race.

"I suggest you make sure of yourself by looking for records relating to it. It may still be stored somewhere safe belonging to your parents, sir."

Seriate....