System awakening

It is a world of cultivation, a world where one can achieve enlightenment through the efficient accumulation of essence; this enlightenment can give them both evolution in their senses and an increase in strength; at the pinnacle of it all, cultivators can shatter mountains with a single punch and the breeze from their mouth alone can divide oceans.

This power was supposed to be wielded by Gods and Devils, the two bodies that comprise the world's law, which always oppose each other, the law of evil opposing the law of holiness, and the law of darkness opposing the law of light.

It was a saying that the light always defeated the darkness, but in this world, that logic does not apply because the darkness can defeat the light if they have enough strength, and the light can do the same.

There are beings in this world other than humans who can use this mysterious essence to their advantage and strength increase just like humans.

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A body lay in a place filled with the strong iron scent of blood, and it was difficult to tell if he was alive or not due to the large hole in his stomach and the numerous cuts all over his body.

The setting was a forest, and the trees danced as a strong wind blew past them, creating a lovely swirling sound.

At that precise moment, a multicolored vortex appeared above the young man lying on the ground, and out of it floated Roland, who was covered in a light glow, his eyes closed, and he resembled a movie spirit.

For some reason, the young man on the ground and Roland resembled each other, as if they were twins born in different worlds; strange as it was, it was the only explanation one could think of right now.

The spirit body that emerged from the vortex aligned itself on the body on the ground, which was like a permeable body, and Roland's spirit body was like liquid as he was immediately absorbed by the one on the ground.

The vortex vanished instantly, and the body on the ground began to move.

It struggled like someone attempting to flee danger in a dream that appeared to be real.

Strangely, it was murmuring the words "No, can't be" in a low tone. "It's not going to happen."

"No!!" The dead body suddenly rose up after the shout. 

Roland's soul, which has now been absorbed into a new body, awoke with a headache and sharp pain all over his body, and his worried eyes crumbled.

"It wasn't a nightmare. It wasn't even a dream." Roland became terrified. He looked down at his hands and noticed the wounds.

When his eyes reached his stomach and saw the massive hole, he nearly passed out from fear.

A wave of electrifying pain struck his body immediately after he saw the injury, his head hurt, and his eyes rolled back.

His brain hurt like it was being crushed.

It ended a few minutes later, and he discovered who he was and what kind of word he was in.

He chose a cultivation world because he thought it was just an ad and who could have thought all those questions were real - He actually reincarnated in a cultivation world.

He could also recall what happened that caused the previous owner of this body to be murdered and dumped in the middle of a random forest.

His real name was Mo Shen, and his father was a demonic cultivator who inherited an emperor legacy that granted him both wealth and power.

Unfortunately for him, other sects were after the inheritance, and they wanted him so badly that they took him away.

Mo Shen grew up with his mother, who was abused and murdered in front of his eyes by some inept young masters.

After witnessing his mother's death at the age of six, he began training hard and did not waste time when it came to meditation.

However, he is unaware that he lacks a cultivation core, which means that all of his time spent mediating was in vain.

He realized this recently in his life, when he was 15, which was two years ago, and he was depressed.

With such abilities, he could not join any sect. His name, Mo Shen, and the identity of his father prompted some sect disciples to seek his head.

And two days ago, he was apprehended and beaten to death.

'How bothersome?' Roland, now known as Mo Shen, felt a splitting headache at that moment and wondered if it was possible to live like this with a hole in the middle of his stomach.

If such a person existed in his previous world, there would be a lot of people dialing 911 because he looked like a zombie from a horror movie. 

Strangely enough, his skin was pale green as well; he was a normal human, therefore it was expected that he would rot over time.

He was perplexed as to what he should do, so he began recalling everything he saw in the computer, including the gift.

A mysterious window appeared in mid-air just as he was about to mutter.

[Welcome to the world, Mystical Plane; your gift will be delivered to you right away.]

'Where is the present?' He was a gamer, so the only thing he could think of as a suitable gift for him was health portions on anything that could grant him quick healing. 

[Gift has been confirmed]

[The Depraved Demon system has been triggered]

[The system is synchronizing with the host... please be patient]

[Environmental adaptation sequence finished]

[Connection with host established ---> connection established]

[System activation has been completed]

[Online depraved demon system!!]