The MC kept his eyes locked on the strange glowing panel floating before him. Even the usually smug and talkative book seemed rattled.
Both of them blurted out at the same time,
"What in the world is this?!"
A cold, mechanical voice answered almost instantly.
[Host body is paralyzed. Shall fix it.]
Before the MC could react, a rush of energy surged through his veins. It wasn't magic. It wasn't mana. It felt… alive. His skin tingled, his muscles tightened, and something deep inside—something long broken—began to mend.
Blood pumped with a new rhythm, faster, stronger. Every nerve in his body felt as if it had been sleeping for centuries and was now jolting awake. His stiff fingers twitched, then curled into a fist. His lungs expanded fully for the first time in years, drawing in air like a drowning man breaking the surface.
The book floated beside him, its voice trembling in disbelief.
"What… is this? This isn't magic. This isn't even part of my knowledge. How is this strange thing strengthening my master's body… even restoring your damaged soul?"
The MC could only grit his teeth as the surge continued, knowing one thing for sure—
This wasn't just recovery.
This was a rebirth.
As mc was in his thought
Suddenly ,.
The door burst open with a loud clack.
The nurse rushed in, dragging the doctor by the sleeve. "I saw him! I saw him move his fingers!" she exclaimed, her voice high with excitement.
The doctor frowned, clearly skeptical, but he still hurried in, his assistant close behind. "Impossible," he muttered under his breath.
But the moment they entered, all three of them froze.
There he was—our main character—sitting upright in bed, eyes open, breathing steadily. The still, lifeless figure they had tended to for so long… was awake.
The nurse's mouth opened in shock, her eyes going wide.
"This… this can't be…"
Her knees buckled. With a soft thud, she fainted right there on the floor.
The doctor stepped forward slowly, his disbelief painted across his face. Even his assistant, who rarely showed emotion, stood frozen like a statue.
A man they had all thought was gone—
was now looking right back at them.
In this point,
As our story continued, the MC sat there, still in disbelief.
"What is this…? I can't believe what I'm seeing," he muttered, staring at the glowing panels before him. "This power… this weird system is real. Even magic feels lame in front of this."
The moment those words left his mouth, the book suddenly began to tremble in midair. Its tone turned pitiful, a far cry from its usual mischief.
"Owner… are you planning to abandon me?"
The voice cracked as if on the verge of tears. The sight—or rather, the sound—was so unexpected that even the MC was stunned. This was the same mischievous book that loved teasing him… now crying like a heartbroken child?
Before he could respond, a chime rang out in his head.
[System has detected emotional instability in Host's bonded artifact.]
"System shall serve you, Master!" the voice declared.
A bright light burst from the panel, swirling in the air before condensing into a small figure—
A tiny girl with silky yellow hair, dressed in a fluttering short dress, wings glimmering like crystal. She hovered at eye level, smiling warmly.
Even the MC, who had seen countless strange things, couldn't help thinking, Wow… so cute
As per what mc said .
Suddenly, the book jolted in midair and shouted,
"You're a system, not a human!"
The little fairy froze mid-hover, her bright smile stiffening. Then, without a word, her form shimmered—light rippling over her body like water.
Puff!
In her place sat a tiny yellow cat, its fur so soft and fluffy it looked like it had been spun from sunshine itself. Big golden eyes blinked up at the MC with an expression that was somehow both smug and adorable.
The book fell silent, utterly stunned.
"...What in the name of limitless magic is this?!" it blurted, sounding more confused than ever.
Even the MC couldn't help it—his lips twitched.
"A talking book and a shape-shifting cat… Yeah, this is definitely my weirdest day yet."
The yellow cat tilted its head, tail swishing lazily, and said in a soft, almost innocent tone,
"System adapts to master's preferences. Am I cute enough
(Got it — here's the continuation but making it clear but has some mistakes in writing don't mind it)
The MC was still staring at the yellow cat, wondering if cuteness was a combat ability, when the hospital room door opened.
The nurse stepped in with the doctor and his assistant.
"I told you, he moved his fingers!" she said, pointing at the MC.
The doctor walked closer, peering at him. "Hmm… remarkable. You're sitting upright."
The MC smiled nervously… meanwhile, the book floated over his shoulder, grumbling, and the yellow cat was rolling around on his blanket, swatting at invisible threads of light.
The nurse blinked. "Why… why are you smiling like that?"
"Oh… no reason," the MC said quickly, trying not to laugh as the book shouted in his ear,
"Owner! This weird yellow furball is hogging my space!"
The cat flicked its tail and meowed, "Master, your magic encyclopedia is jealous again."
The MC kept a straight face. To the nurse and doctor, he was just staring blankly at the air.
To him, it was a chaotic three-way argument floating above his bed.
The doctor exchanged a look with his assistant. "Residual head trauma?"
The nurse nodded slowly. "He's… talking to himself."
The MC, internally: If only you knew…
Here a thought came to the mc
The idea came to the MC suddenly. If I'm the only one who can see them, then that means… I can keep both the system and this mischievous book a secret.
He glanced at the book floating lazily by the window and the yellow cat batting its tail in the air. "Hey, float closer," he whispered.
The book tilted. What are you scheming, owner?
"Just… testing something," he muttered.
The doctor, noticing his quiet mumbling, looked up from his chart. "Something wrong?"
"No, no," the MC said quickly, forcing a smile. He gestured toward the book in plain sight—well, his sight. "You see this, right?"
The doctor blinked. "See what?"
The MC's smile widened. "And here?" He waved toward the yellow cat now perched on his pillow.
The nurse frowned. "Are you pointing at the wall?"
Inside, the MC's heart leapt. Yes… just as I thought. No one can see them except me.
The doctor, however, exchanged a glance with his assistant—one of those silent conversations that screamed "head injury." He scribbled something in his notes, eyes narrowing in thought.
From his expression, the MC could tell the man was analyzing his every word, watching for signs of confusion or mental damage. The doctor then stepped closer and asked carefully,
"Do you know who you are? Your name? Or how you came to be in a coma?"
The MC's mind went still. I'm not the original owner of this body… I don't even know his name, except what the nurse mentioned earlier—that he's the eldest son of a wealthy family.
He took a slow breath, forming the perfect cover. If I claim I lost my memories, it'll explain everything—my different behavior, my different speech. No one will suspect a thing.
"I… can't remember," he said aloud, furrowing his brow. "It's all blank. I don't even know my own name."
The nurse gasped softly. The doctor scribbled again, nodding as though this confirmed something in his mind.
Meanwhile, the book floated closer, whispering gleefully, So you're going to play dumb, owner? I like this plan.
The yellow cat flicked her tail smugly. And that means no one will try to take me away from Master.
The MC just leaned back against the pillows, hiding the small victorious smile tugging at his lips.
The doctor finally closed his notebook with a decisive snap.
"It's possible you've lost all your memories," he said in a measured tone. "They may return with time. Until then, there shouldn't be any problems for your future recovery."
With that, he gave a curt nod to his assistant and stepped out, leaving only the nurse lingering by the bedside.
She didn't move right away. Instead, she tilted her head, giving the MC a look that was a mix of curiosity… and something warmer. Her lips curved into a smile.
"You should have my number," she said lightly, sliding a small card onto his bedside table. "If you have any problems… call me."
Her tone wasn't strictly professional.
The MC blinked, caught off guard. Is this guy's face really so handsome that even while lying here half-dead, he gets a nurse's number?
The thought made him chuckle internally. I just woke up, and already the perks of this body are showing.
The nurse gave him one last glance before leaving the room, her perfume lingering faintly in the air.
Once she was gone, the MC sat back and exhaled. "Alright… cat, come out."
In a shimmer of golden light, the tiny yellow-haired girl appeared—ears twitching, tail swishing playfully.
System reporting, Master! she chirped, balancing herself on the edge of his pillow.
From the other side, the floating book gave a lazy spin. Hmph. She's acting cute again.
The MC smirked. "We've got a lot to talk about this..
The MC leaned back on the bed and looked at the little yellow-haired cat girl.
"What's your name?" he asked.
She puffed out her tiny chest proudly.
"I am the SS-Rank War God System! My job is to help you grow stronger and reach the very peak of this world. All of my abilities will be yours, Master!"
The MC's eyes lit up. "So amazing!"
Before he could say more, the floating book spun in the air.
"Hmph! I can make my owner the Lord of all magic—just like in my past life!"
The system's cat ears twitched.
"Lord of magic? Impossible! Don't compare yourself to me!"
In an instant, the system and the book started arguing, trading insults like children fighting over candy.
Meanwhile, the MC sat quietly, lost in thought.
What should I do with these new powers? And… how did I even reincarnate into this body if the system wasn't the one who brought me here?
His mind wandered to a dangerous idea. Should I try using Limitless Truth Magic?
But then he shook his head. No… it could cost me some of my knowledge in exchange, and the loss would be random. The law of the universe says: if you want to learn divine or ancient truths, you must sacrifice knowledge you already have. Too risky. Forget it.
Instead, he grinned. First, I should get out of this hospital… and see this new world. Or maybe I should say… Earth.
That grin slowly turned into a wide smile. Joy—or maybe a hint of madness—danced in his eyes.
The system and the book froze mid-argument.
"Has our owner lost his self-respect?" the book whispered.
"Or gone crazy?" the system added.
"Enough!" the MC barked. "Stop fighting, or I'll send both of you to sleep!"
Both the book and the cat system fell silent instantly.
The MC crossed his arms and looked at the cat system and the floating book.
"I'm your owner," he said firmly. "You listen to me and don't talk back—otherwise, I won't use either of you."
The moment those words left his mouth, both of them panicked.
"Owner! Please don't abandon us!" the book wailed.
"We'll be good! Please!" the cat system cried, ears drooping.
The MC chuckled. "Alright, alright… fine, you two kiddos. Let's get to the main topic." He leaned forward. "How much do you know about this world?"
He turned first to the book.
The book floated closer. "This world isn't built on magic pillars like in the old times. Here, magic works using mana energy as the source for casting spells."
Then the MC looked at the system cat.
The cat's tail swished. "This world's people are mostly humans… but they face monsters coming from Gates—portals that appeared out of nowhere. These portals spew out dangerous creatures, and soon the world was almost dead. Humanity stood on the edge of extinction."
Her voice lowered. "Then, one day, a glowing light covered the entire Earth. People started awakening powers—different types for different people. That event became known as the Awakening of Humans. Those with the highest talent became known as Hunters."
The MC raised an eyebrow. "Hunters?"
"Yes," the system nodded. "When someone awakens, they're ranked. Most never go beyond normal grades… but the highest known rank is S-rank. Those are the ones strong enough to stand against the monsters and close the Gates."
The MC tilted his head. "Are there… any ranks above S-rank?"
The system cat's eyes glowed faintly. "Yes. It's a law of the universe. Some beings are given systems with ranks higher than S—titles like SS-rank, EX-rank, and even SSS-rank. They're incredibly rare… but they do exist in this world. Those who reach such power are called Monarchs. They stand above all other rankers, and most Gates can't threaten them."
The MC's eyes widened. "So… there are others like me? People with different systems, different titles, and higher ranks?"
"Exactly," the cat said.
The MC leaned back with a small smile. "Amazing… but also a little troublesome. This isn't the peaceful Earth I used to live in during my first life. This is a new era—an age of Hunters." He exhaled and then grinned. "Fine. Then I'll live this life with my whole heart."
Seeing his determination, both the floating book and the cat system pounced toward him, wrapping around him in a strange but warm hug.
The MC laughed and hugged them back. "You two…"
And just like that, while holding his odd companions, he drifted off to sleep with a satisfied smile..
The next morning, the MC slowly opened his eyes.
Warm sunlight was coming in from the window. He stretched his arms and felt… strange. His body felt light, full of energy, like he could run for miles without getting tired.
"What is this feeling?" he muttered.
The yellow cat jumped onto his bed. "Master, your system has finished connecting to your new body. You are now ready to see your status screen."
The floating book also came closer. "Yes, open it! I want to see how strong my master is!"
The MC blinked. "Status… screen?"
"Just think the word 'Status' in your mind," the cat said proudly.
The MC thought, Status.
A glowing blue screen appeared in front of him, floating in the air.
[Status Window]
Name: ———
Level: 1
Title: Holder of the SS-Rank Wargod System
HP: 100/100
MP: 200/200
Strength: 15
Agility: 18
Intelligence: 20
Luck: 5
Skills: [None]
Special: Bound with Magical Archive Book
The MC stared at it in shock. "So… this is me now?"
The book giggled. "It's just the beginning, Master. You will grow stronger—much stronger."
The cat smirked. "If you follow my quests, you will become the strongest hunter in this world."
The MC smiled. "Then let's start this journey."
The MC looked at the book floating beside him.
"Now," he said, "let's check you. Show me your pages."
The book shivered with excitement and slowly opened.
Pages began to flip on their own—glowing symbols, circles, and strange runes danced on the paper.
Some pages were full of powerful magic spells.
Some pages were sealed with silver chains made of light.
Others… were blank.
The MC tapped the edge of the book. "Hmm… you need more books to gain magic powers and reshape your spells. Right now, you only have part of your strength."
The book sighed. "Yes… many of my high-ranking spells are sealed. They can only be unlocked in the future."
The MC smiled faintly. "That's fine. We'll break the seals later. For now, let's focus on this new world."
His stomach growled. "But first—breakfast. I hope this hospital has a good meal."
Just then, the door opened.
A nurse walked in, carrying a tray. "Good morning! Here's your breakfast."
The smell of warm bread and soup filled the room.
The MC took the breakfast tray and stared at the soup and bread.
He sighed. "Nurse… can I get some junk food instead? Maybe… a burger? Or pizza?"
The nurse blinked at him. "Sir, you're a patient. Your health should be the priority."
She crossed her arms. "No burgers. No pizza."
The MC's eyes went wide. "No… pizza?" His voice cracked like a broken flute.
He slumped back on the bed, tears streaming down his face in slow motion.
The system cat sat on his lap, patting his arm. "Don't cry, Master… I'll steal you a burger."
The nurse tilted her head. She was slim, cute, and—he noticed—different from yesterday's nurse.
"Fine," she said with a sigh. "I can bring you a hotdog. But nothing else."
The MC's face lit up. "Hotdog? That's… close enough!"
He grinned like a kid on the morning. "At least I can taste Earth food again!"
The book floated nearby, muttering, "All this over meat in bread… ridiculous."
The cat licked its paw. "Shh, book, you've never had ketchup."
The MC took his first bite of the hotdog.
The taste hit him like a warm wave of nostalgia. His eyes watered.
Tears rolled down his cheeks.
In his first life, he was Leonid Grayson, a rich kid who had everything—money, cars, friends, freedom. Life was perfect… until that one rainy night when the truck came. The accident took his life, and he woke up in another world as Kael Virethorn, the 4th ranked world mage. A magical world full of danger and horror.
And now… here he was again. Back on Earth, but in a new body. Possession, reincarnation… fate was truly mysterious.
He laughed softly to himself, "Life really is strange."
The nurse stood beside him, watching. She thought he was laughing and crying because he had lost his memories. Her heart softened. Maybe he feels lonely without knowing why…
She prayed silently, God, please give this man a good future.
She patted his shoulder gently. The MC, still chewing his hotdog, gave her a teary smile.
When he finally calmed down, the nurse left the room.
The MC leaned back and sighed. "Alright… from now on, I'll enjoy my life on my lovely Earth."
The book floated up beside him.
The system cat curled on his lap.
"Owner, we are with you," they said together. "Don't forget us..
The MC looked at the floating book.
"Hey… do I still have my magic from my previous life?" he asked.
The book flipped its pages slowly, then stopped.
"No, Owner," it replied. "You died. This body is new to magic. You are still not fully connected to us or to your own powers."
The system cat jumped onto his shoulder.
"Yeah," the cat added, "you're not even fully attached to this new body yet. It will take time."
The MC sighed. "So… no fireballs or lightning bolts for now?"
Both the book and the cat shook their heads.
He groaned and flopped back onto the bed. "Great… I'm basically a normal guy with a talking book and a cat system. Totally not weird at all."
The cat smirked. "Don't worry. Once your bond is complete, your powers will return—and maybe even grow stronger."
The MC sat up with a grin. "Alright then… I'll just have to get stronger step by step in future I guess..
MC looked at the book.
"Okay, show me a simple magic spell I can try," he said.
The book opened a page. "Here, this is the easiest one—Light Spark. Just focus and say Lumos Minor."
MC stood up, took a deep breath, and held out his hand.
"Lumos… Minor!" he shouted.
Nothing happened.
The system cat covered its face with its paw. "Owner… you forgot to focus your mana."
MC tried again, this time closing his eyes and imagining light in his palm.
A tiny spark appeared—then fizzled out like a dying candle.
"That's it?!" MC yelled. "In my last life, I could summon firestorms! Now I can't even light a match!"
The cat laughed. "Welcome back to beginner level."
The book added, "At least you didn't burn the hospital down."
MC sat back on the bed, pouting. "Great… I'm a magical genius trapped in a noob's body."
Just then, the nurse came in with a clipboard.
She saw MC waving his hands in the air, making "pew pew" sounds.
"Uh… sir, what are you doing?" she asked.
MC froze. "I… I'm training my magic."
The nurse smiled awkwardly. "Ah, I see… magic."
In her mind: Poor guy, he must be bored in the hospital.
MC whispered to the system cat, "She doesn't believe me."
The cat grinned. "Of course not. You look like a kid pretending to be a wizard."
MC pouted. "Hey! I'm a real mage!"
The nurse put the breakfast tray on the table. "Okay, Mr. Mage, eat your food before it gets cold."
As she walked out, MC sighed.
The book said, "Don't worry, owner. One day, she will see your real power."
MC smirked. "Yeah… and then she'll regret calling me Mr. Mage."
The cat rolled its eyes. "First, learn to make a spark without it dying."
Meanwhile after some worth time waste efforts ..
( I'll say here mc doesn't know if he heard the rumors about his parents being rich true so it is just his mind assuming outcomes)
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MC sat on the bed after the doctor left, still thinking about that word — family.
"Family? I don't remember having one here…" he whispered. In his first life, he had parents who loved him, but he was too busy being rich and spoiled. In his second life, as Kael Virethorn, he had no family at all — only enemies, monsters, and some people who wanted to stab him.
The cat jumped onto his lap. "Maybe they are rich like your first life? You can eat burgers every day again."
MC's eyes shined. "If they are rich, I want my own fridge. And a gaming PC. And maybe a personal chef…"
The book floated nearby. "You haven't even met them, and you're already making a shopping list."
MC scratched his head. "True… but I have to be ready. What if they're poor? What if they live in a small apartment and eat only salad?"
The cat shivered. "Salad? That's worse than monsters."
MC leaned back on the pillow. "Yeah… lettuce is like green paper pretending to be food."
He closed his eyes for a moment, imagining tomorrow. What if they hug him and cry? What if they ask about his memories? What if they think he's acting weird because of the hotdog incident?
Then his stomach growled.
The cat smirked. "Hungry again?"
MC nodded. "Yes. I need… another hotdog."
But when the nurse came in, she was holding soup.
MC looked at it like it was poison. "Where's the hotdog?"
The nurse smiled sweetly. "One hotdog is fine, but two is bad for your health."
MC sighed dramatically. "So cruel… first you gave me hope, then you crushed it."
The nurse chuckled. "Eat the soup. It's good for you."
He took one sip and made a face. "This tastes like someone boiled sadness in water."
The cat whispered, "Don't say that too loud, she might put you on salad next."
That made MC drink the soup faster, even though every sip felt like a punishment.
When the nurse left, MC lay back and stared at the ceiling. "Alright… tomorrow I meet them. My so-called family. This could be the start of something good… or something weird."
The book floated above him. "Don't forget, whatever happens, we are with you."
The cat curled up beside him. "Yeah… and if they bring food, I'm first in line."
MC laughed softly. "You're supposed to be my support, not my competition."
The hospital clock ticked slowly. The night felt longer than usual, filled with the smell of soup and the mystery of tomorrow.
Somewhere deep inside, MC felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. He didn't know what kind of people they were, but… maybe, just maybe, he could finally feel like he belonged again.
And if not… at least he'd ask them to bring more hotdogs.