Alhaitham studied his newly acquired abilities with satisfaction.
As expected from the [Newbie Gift Pack], he received one ability for each tier—low-level, intermediate, high-level, and top-tier.
Low-Level Ability: [Eye of Bole] → Grants the talent to instantly see through a target's potential and abilities.
Intermediate Ability: [Universal Genius] → Enables him to master skills in an instant—what takes others years to learn, he can grasp immediately.
Advanced Ability: [Space Magic] → A powerful magic that allows free manipulation of space, enabling teleportation, storage, and more.
Top-Level Weapon: [EA - Deviation Sword] → A legendary weapon that predates the concept of swords. A blade that holds the power to destroy the world itself. Extreme caution is advised.
Alhaitham smirked as he materialized the Deviation Sword in his hand.
"Now this is what I call true invincibility."
The weapon had a golden hilt and guard, resembling an ordinary longsword in size. However, the blade was anything but normal—it was not a solid metal edge but three rotating black segments lined with bright crimson markings, coiling together like a chain. The segments spun continuously, releasing an ominous hum as raw energy crackled around them.
This was a sword not meant to cut—it was a sword meant to tear the world apart.
It was a divine weapon crafted before the birth of humanity, a blade forged by the gods themselves to cleave existence in two.
"System, didn't you say you didn't have enough energy? Where did this little treasure come from?"
"Report: The [Newbie Gift Pack] was pre-prepared before transmigration and stored within the system. It does not require energy to redeem."
"Ah, so that's how it is~"
Alhaitham nodded in understanding.
Then, without hesitation, he raised the EA Deviation Sword.
The rotating segments began accelerating. The air around him distorted, thick with overwhelming magical energy. A dark-red vortex began forming, painting the sky in ominous hues as sheer destruction pulsed from the blade.
"Host, what are you doing?!" the system exclaimed in alarm.
"Hahaha! I just got my hands on a good sword—of course, I have to test it out!"
The rotation of the sword grew faster, and the magic surrounding him became suffocating.
Alhaitham grinned like an excited child with a new toy. But unlike a simple toy, the object in his grasp was an instrument of annihilation.
A blood-red whirlwind erupted from the blade, sweeping through the surrounding area.
At that moment, it felt as if the world itself was on the brink of collapse.
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Power Level Assessment: 40%
Despite his enormous natural talent, Alhaitham was still only seven years old. He lacked the magical reserves needed to wield Deviation Sword at full capacity. Even so—even at less than half power—
The sheer force of the sword was terrifying.
The system, for the first time, found itself curious.
Where would Alhaitham unleash this attack?
Would he aim it at the mountain range nearby?
Or would he strike the noble territory not far away?
If he chose the mountains, his points gain would be minimal, as only wild beasts and monsters resided there. Their intelligence was low, so the system wouldn't grant many points.
But if he chose the noble territory—
It would be mass genocide. Tens of thousands of intelligent lives would be erased in an instant. And as humans provided far greater point values, this single attack could grant him enough points to redeem all mid-tier and low-tier system rewards immediately.
The system attempted to simulate Alhaitham's decision-making process.
And failed.
For the first time, it couldn't predict its host's actions.
If he chose the mountains, he could one day become a wise and just king.
If he chose the noble territory, he would walk the path of a terrifying tyrant.
At that moment, the system hesitated.
Had it… chosen the wrong host?
"I thought he was just some eccentric dreamer with childish fantasies… but he truly has the qualifications of a king."
A sudden chill ran through the system's interface.
"System, were you just thinking something bad about me?"
Alhaitham's voice was lighthearted, but his golden eyes were narrowed in amusement.
"N-No, host."
"Good. I'd hate for my own system to be planning against me."
He rolled his right shoulder, his grip tightening on the sword.
The attack had been fully charged.
The system silently observed.
Would he become a wise king?
Or would he descend into tyranny?
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"By the way, I forgot to ask something."
The system's interface flickered.
"Host, what would you like to know?"
"Why did you come to me?"
"Because you were chosen."
"Why was I chosen?"
"Because of the kindness of a Supreme Being."
"What is that Supreme Being?"
"…You do not have the required authority to access this information."
A bright red exclamation mark appeared on the interface, followed by an irritated emoji— ヽ(#`Д´)ﾉ— as if the system itself was frustrated by his questioning.
The interface practically screamed: "Are you seriously still going through with this attack? Can't you just be a normal protagonist?!"
Alhaitham sighed dramatically.
"Tch. I can only test this much for now, huh? What a shame."
He relaxed his stance slightly.
Then, with a smirk—
"Alright, then... take this, system!"
"?!!"
Before the system could react—
Alhaitham's eyes flashed open, his grin twisting into something fierce.
He swung the Deviation Sword EA—not at the mountain, not at the noble territory—
But directly at the system interface itself.
"Warning! Warning! A critical threat has been detected! Host is launching a direct attack on the system!"