The shadow of a lone figure, deliberate in steps, came out of a blue shimmering portal. On his left hand was a long cord affixed to a silver handle dripping in blood.
The lone figure, finally out of the portal which closed behind, was a young boy. He was tall and lean, but his exuberance possessed a different aura.
He came to a halt immediately the portal finished disappearing, his gaze still affixed to the ground. He jinxed his head upwards and reluctantly tilted it to his back to see that the portal was gone.
And he smiled.
Returning his gaze to the front, he flipped his cord around to wrap his body, locking it with a click, to the handle.
His armor tightened against him to prove beyond doubt that he wasn't muscular.
His gaze revealed two amethyst pupils, enough to pierce through a person's heart if it were a dagger. His shady-brown hair looked in order, as if nothing had happened to him.
Although his light-brown skin betrayed that assumption. Yokes of blood lay on his skin, abandoned to dry. It showed he had been in a fierce fight.
And so, a very familiar voice commanded. "Get him!"
***
"My name is Buji, and I'm fucked."
He stared at the approaching guys, two hunters, closing the distance between them. And, returned his stare to the ground in thought.
Of all the unique abilities that existed, I got none. Only left with an S-rank and no talent, making me the weakest and so, powerless. I never imagined that remain a weakling, even after entering the academy.
But it happened. Life's so unfair.
Life was not difficult because I had nothing to live with, but because I was cast aside. I was isolated. I was an outcast because I only remained 'the weakest.'
She alone stood by my side. I mean, Kira, but her contribution mattered less.
The majority affected me the most. Even until my first raid as a hunter.
Though I was weak, they assigned me a team that was going to raid a high-level dungeon.
No help came to me in there. Except for a little bit of combat skill I had grasped with my effort.
Things turned in harder, and my team left me stuck in a sanctuary room. They had pushed me into there as bait. As the sacrifice.
And I thought it was all over. I thought I had died.
"…but how did I even get here? This stronger!"
From what I could remember, I was at the blink of an eye death when a screen hovered right in front of me.
[Survival due to Inheritance]
[Congrats. You have gained the status of a "player"]
[The player, upon leveling up, will awaken a potent monster:
Class – Animagus | Type: Snake | Aspect: Venom]
[Do you accept?]
"Yes!"
I was not ready to die, so I had accepted without knowing what it was all about.
As far as I could still live, I needed it.
But then, life started hard for me.
Starting with my early days as a 'Weakling.'