Shien Poul was a 15-year-old high schooler.

  A normal student… on the outside. But inside?

  He was waiting. Hoping. Obsessing.

  “Someday… my system will come. I know it will.”

  His life wasn’t some boring NPC routine. No headphones, no anime protagonist aura… just a quiet fire inside.

  He wasn’t a genius in academics — far from it — but when it came to strategy, business, instincts?

  He was sharp. Ruthless even.

  Shien watched manhuas, novels, edits of characters who ruled, who destroyed, who didn’t ask for the world — they took it.

  And he believed it too.

  "The world doesn’t need the strong… but the strong still rule it. Because they can!"

  Every day felt normal. Wake up. Walk to school. Survive the chaos of teenage life.

  But this day? It was the start of something else.

  He took a shortcut through the alley behind the market — same path, same cracked bricks, same smell of piss.

  But this time… something felt off.

  Three guys stepped out from the shadows.

  Big, nasty-looking. Eyes full of bad intentions.

  One of them stepped forward.

  “Hand it over.”

  The tone? Cold. Aggressive. Like they owned this alley.

  Shien stood still. Outnumbered. Alone.

  His heart thudded… but he wasn’t weak.

  “Tch… idiots.”

  He charged —

  BAM!

  A flying knee straight to the jaw of the first thug — dropped him instantly.

  The other two stepped back — eyes wide.

  “Damn, this kid’s fast!”

  But then…

  SHINK!

  One pulled out a knife.

  Shien froze.

  His eyes locked on the bde.

  “Shit! I didn’t know they had a weapon!”

  He backed up instinctively. Too dangerous…

  And that’s when it happened.

  The third thug — the one hiding behind —

  SLAM!

  A kick straight to Shien’s back.

  He lost bance —

  Fell forward —

  Right into the thug holding the knife.

  The bde went in.

  Not deep, but enough.

  “AHH—”

  The thug panicked. Blood on his hands.

  “W-We didn’t mean to—!”

  They dropped the knife. Ran. Gone.

  Shien hit the ground. Breathing heavy.

  He felt the blood, warm, sticky.

  His thoughts scattered.

  “What the hell… This wasn’t supposed to happen… Am I dying…? No—!”

  But then.

  [System Initialization…]

  [Welcome, Pyer 0001. Connecting you to Earth 911.]

  His vision blurred…

  But he smiled.

  “Heh… It’s finally here.”

  “My system…”