Another day at this trashy school; whatever, just one more day and I won't have to come here anymore. Jackson packed up all his books and pencils and started to get ready to leave the school.
"Watch it, fatso," said a tall lackey boy with a horse face.Jackson ignored the taunt and focused on the door, eager to escape the chaos of the day.
While out the door Jackson phone rang and he pick it up and answered, "Hello?" The voice on the other end was familiar, bringing a mix of relief and irritation.
"Hey, it's me make sure on your way back home you pick up both the mail and the grorices and take out the trash."Got it, Mom" Jason said as usually and made his way towards his bike.
As he moved further away from the school he felt a sense of freedom over him, no more school
The day was cloudy and it look like it was going to rain so he hurry up and made his way to supermarkt
After he was done with everything he made his way home but then it happened again
"The call" is what he called it but sometimes he gets this feeling that his life isn't being lived to its make and he wonders if he's just going through the motions of life.
He chose to listen to this call for the second time because after the first time listen to the call he got the system
[Chaos System Initializing...]
Scanning Host...
Body Compatibility: Confirmed
Soul Compatibility: Confirmed
Binding Host...
10%... 40%... 75%... 100%
Binding Complete.
Welcome, Host.
Chaos System
After seeing the system once again Jackson looks at his stat and chooses to flow this calling that now felt urgent
CHAOS SYSTEM
Host Name: Jackson
Cultivation: None
Age: 18
Chaos Points: 0
Modules
Stats:
Strength: 5 (Wow, weak…don't trip over a blade)
Agility: 5 (Do you even know how to run?)
Vitality: 5 (Heart still beating, that's something)
Spirit: 5 (Brain's awake, barely)
Equipment
Weapon:
Furnace:
System Menu
1. Techniques
2. Inventory
3. Missions
4. Shop
5. Status
After making another turn and make it to the town museum, The pull felt stronger so he just made his way into the museum with no one seeing him.
Walking around Jackson stepped carefully across the polished stone floor of the museum, the air thick with dust and the scent of old wood.
Every display case seemed ordinary…until the pull grew stronger. It wasn't just a feeling—it was like something inside him was tugging insistently, demanding he go further.
He stopped in front of a large dusty rusty sword and a dirty old fun,so he touched it,
As Jackson's fingers brushed the hilt of the rusty sword, a sudden jolt of energy surged through him, making him stumble back a step.
The sword wasn't ordinary—he could feel a faint vibration, as if it recognized him. The sword hummed faintly in his hand, and the rusty metal seemed to shimmer, showing faint traces of chaotic energy swirling along its blade.
[System Notification]
Module Unlocked: Sword Path Level 1
Host, congratulations. You now have a weapon that actually reacts to you.
Tip: Don't poke yourself with it. Seriously.
Jackson's heart raced. The pull he'd been feeling all day—the urgency, the strange tingling in his chest—all made sense now.
"So…this is it? My sword…my path?" he muttered.He felt a surge of determination as he realized this was the beginning of something extraordinary.
[System Notification]
Host, nice try. Yes, that's a sword.
Sword Module: LOCKED
Reason: You're still weak, rookie. Patience, or maybe I should just laugh.
Tip: Touching it won't make you a swordsman…yet. But hey, it feels cool, right?