Like every other day, Matthias got ready for school. Even after the long summer holidays his mood is the same as before the holidays.
Summer or not, the sky cried again. The steady rain turned the street into a mirror of gray, and Matthias hid beneath his umbrella. He takes his first steps, since long, out of the house.
"Even in this six-week break I just accomplished reading half of the novel". While walking, he muttered to himself.
On the way Matthias saw many old friends from elementary school, even the ones that bullied him.
The walk as usual, up the mountain then left and, in the end, just straight and after ten minutes, he should be at his destiny. Every drop of water which the umbrella touches feel like nothing has changed. But at this moment. Blackness! Everywhere. In his body numbness became the main operator. The next steps, feeling like a timeless try to survive. He wants to walk but every try feels like going a step back.
Suddenly, a burning pain exploded in his chest, as if a blade had pierced straight through his heart. His attempts to walk came to an end.
"Out of every single person on this planet. Why me. A teenager who hasn't even matured yet. I can't scream or even sheet tears. How miserable must be my appearance. Wheater there is regret of not having lived the life to the fullest or not becoming the person which fate chose you to be, I can tell that the regret is enormous. If we are talking about luck, then mine is probably very low. Even if the princeps of luck do not exist and every set interval is just a prank of fate, then I can assure that regret has everyone." The voices in Matthias are developing at a heavenly speed. Even if he had achieved all the not accomplished things in his life. What is a life without peace?
Time felt like an eternity, but no more than two minutes have passed in the real world. Soon the umbrella fell out of his left hand.
Now the voices of others could be heard. But one thing is certain, no one helped him. From the hearings one could even assume that no one calls an ambulance. But it was to no avail.
Matthias struggled; he struggled so much, but no moves could be seen. His body was like a statue, beautiful but frozen like ice.
Eventually everything came to a halt and then, silence. His last thought before the darkness swallowed him were simple
"Am I dead?"
The people around Matthias came closer and looked at him. The closer they got to him, the more tariffing his appearance became.
"What will be the reaction of my parents?"
He changed. His body wasn't that of a living person anymore. Even the color of his skin changed.
He turned into a statue out of rocks. The people were just as confused as Matthias, but one thing is certain, the once blue eyes showed no sign of life, and his once beating heart was never more unmoved than now.
...
"Even though Solo met the conditions and strength to acquire the seat of a creator, he still became crazy in the end. That is because his origin was still that of Sloth. A creation cannot become a creator. Besides his killing streak of the creators in the end only madness gave him the final blow. With this, we have officially ended the analysis of the Wialum. With this you will have a good insight in the activation of your system tomorrow."
A classroom, voices, the scent of chalk. Matthias opened his eyes… but they weren't his eyes anymore.
The teacher ended his lecture right at the end of class. Everyone except Heavenly left the classroom already. The teacher looked with pity in his eyes at him. The next steps he took accumulated a loud sound. Until he came across Heavenly's table.
"This is already the third time you slept in my class!"
Heavenly's eyes slowly opened and afterwards met the light of the setting sun. At first, he was confused but quickly had a flash in his brain.
Matthias transmigrated into the human named Heavenly and obtained all his memories. From them he exactly knew that Heavenly was a sixteen-year-old boy with an ordinary appearance and background. The only thing that one could say is bad about him, is his "I don't give a damn" attitude.
In every school year he just got to the next out of luck. If we talk about friends. There are none. Not because no one likes him, it is because in his opinion one step into friendship is another step into betrayal.
"I'm so sorry mister Cloudwhorty, this will be the last time!"
"Because tomorrow morning is the day of activation, I will look at this Situation with shut eyes. But if you sleep in the future again in my class, make sure to be prepared!"
Right afterwards, Heavenly took his bag pack and walked out of the classroom. The corridor was empty. Looking at the school campus, which is basically also empty, Heavenly was the last person, besides the teachers, to leave the school.
With the memories of the previous owner of his body, Heavenly made his way home.
"To think that I have transmigrated into this world. Apparently, in this world there exists a power system which is called the "system", and it gets activated at set intervals. Also, the school teaches you martial arts and the creation of the system. Math, science, biology, etc. is secondary."
After thirty minutes Heavenly finally arrived at his home.