[System initiating]
'What what' Zel Runecraft a nineteen year old college student thinks to herself.
[System initiating, please wait] a female voice chimes in Zel's head again
'Like in comics and novels, and such' Zel thinks. She wasn't unfortunate or suffering, like in most novels. Isn't that how it worked? One must be struggling in some way to gain a system.
She was a college student, she was orphaned but it didn't truly trouble her. Her parents died when she was fifteen and she became a ward of the state instead of going to an orphanage or group home. She was working at fifteen at a family friend's restaurant, washing dishes. She had money from what her parents had left before they passed away in an accident. So she was self sufficient and could support herself so the court let her be emancipated at sixteen, a year after her parents unfortunate deaths.
She graduated high school when she was fifteen shortly after her parents deaths, and immediately went into college. She stopped working at the family friends restaurant as a dish washer. Finding a job on campus as a librarian assistant. She had several grants and scholarships that helped her pay for her bills alongside her job. She was studying graphic design, coding and programming, having wanted to help build video games.
She was beautiful having a perky moonkissed slim fit toned curvy lithe female body, long thick silky black hair and heterochromic one icy colbalt blue and one molten gold eyes. Her breast a perky full C cupped, not to large or small and a decent butt, not flat but not a bubble butt either. She was smart, hardworking, beautiful, independent. She wasn't lacking she had no need of a system, wouldn't it be better for someone less fortunate than her, someone struggling to have it.
[System initiated, does host wish to bond with the system]
'No, I don't need it' she thinks, believing it would go to someone else
[System has bond with the host]
'What, what was the point in even asking then,'
[Welcome host to the system. Please open first sign in package]
Zel sighs, 'well I have it now wether I need it or not, so better make use of it. Plus I can't deny I'm a tad excited about it. Sign in'
[Sign in accepted, first sign in day one.]
[10,000 dollars, 1969 Chevrolet Chevelle. Keys and documents inside system storage, car outside apartment building]
Zel blinks....'Okay, ....okay.' Zel looks into her mobile banking app seeing the new balance, 14,577.53.
'How did it know I have always wanted a Chevrolet Chevelle muscle car,' Zel thinks to herself, 'coincidence?'
'How do I get the things out of the system storage is it like in novels, I just think about?' Zel thinks before thinking about the Chevrolet Chevelle's car key and it appears in her hand, 'convenient'. Zel heads outside to check out her new car, it was sleek, well furbish to look like how it did back in the 1960s it was beautiful, powerful. She got in she would take it for a drive.
[Ding, drive a car for five miles.
Reward 500 dollars
Penalty None]
'Intresting'
Zel starts the car, she got her driver's license at sixteen with the help of the family friend that owned the restaurant. Letting het borrow their car for practice and the test. She was a good defensive driver and while a little out of practice she was confident she would be fine.
After driving around town she hear the familiar
[Ding, 500 dollars earned]
She drove back to her apartment, she missed her family home, she had driven by it, but she had sold it, not needing such a big home let alone she struggled with paying the mortgage. It was the logical thing to do despite how it hurt maybe one day with the system if she had enough she would buy it back, if only for the memories.
Returning home she made lunch having skipped breakfast as she woke up late. She took classes online she was a bit social awkward and had social anxiety. Something about being around other people made her nervous, the looks l, never knowing what people were thinking. Didn't help that you often got hit on by guys she never really felt much about her appearance, until someone mentioned it her eyes themselves were an anomaly and often talked about. I made her feel like a freak, plus she was naturally introverted so it was just easier having classes online. Let her think better, not worry about people.
She didn't have classes today tomorrow though she had some coding and programming to do, it should take long, programming came naturally to her.
[Ding, study every hour is 1,000 dollars
Penalty none]
'Sigh why make me work on my day off, guess I technically don't have to do it but making money is a good motivator'
Zel get out her taptop and books starts studying looking between the book and the laptop. After a few hours she stretches and stops.
[Ding, three hours twenty three minutes.
3,000 added to account]
She cleans up and decides to relax watch a movie. After a little over two hours she gets dinner ready, then takes a shower and heads to bed, tomorrow she had things to do.