[Congratulations…..]
[You've cleared the Sztech Dungeon]
[Dungeon Grade: S]
[You'll receive your rewards]
***
"Urghh"
I exhaled a soft groan.
As I opened my eyes, I was met with a blinding array of camera flashes and the harsh glare of studio lights.
Like a sudden awakening to a world of chaos and scrutiny.
I growled.
With his eyes squinted, I staggered backwards. Stunned to be in such a position…
The environment was a whirlwind of activity, reporters and camera crews jostling for position, their microphones and lenses thrust forward like weapons.
As I struggled to shake off the haze of sleep.
"What's going on here?"
I asked.
"Mr. Player, you're the only survivor of the Sztech Dungeon. Are you the one who cleared the dungeon?"
A question was asked from the crowd.
"Huh?" I exclaimed.
I tilted my gaze slightly, turning my attention to see the entrance of the dungeon already sealed.
Just then memories of the dungeon's event came rushing in.
My eyes twitched as he groaned softly.
I remember everything.
I was left in a dire state, nearly ripped apart by the monsters who swam my way. Hungry Furies whose goals were to devour me.
"But how am I still alive?"
I asked myself.
I checked my body to see my limbs still intact. All my bruises already cleared up. I stood mesmerized by what just happened.
"Impossible" I muttered, still perplexed.
"Sir, you haven't answered my question. Are you the one who cleared the dungeon?"
The reporter asked once again.
Everyone waited for an answer.
This sleep in my eyes was already gone, reality has changed. I'm not the Archangel of Destruction I once was.
I'm a human with no name, no family….
Just an awakened player as this world refer to them as…
I have to be careful.
My flustered heart became calm. I breath in the fresh air and i exhaled a soft sigh.
I had my nerves calmed.
I coughed, clearing my throat before answering the press.
"No. I wasn't the one who cleared the dungeon, I'm merely a survivor who found a way to escape"
I began to sob. I needed it to look convincing…
"Everyone in there sacrificed their lives to save me, I really owe them my life"
I wept, tears rolled down my cheeks.
Tension drastically reduced as my emotional words stirred the humans who were with me.
Humans are emotional beings, with the right words.
They could be swayed and manipulated.
But I'm not a demon whose goal is to manipulate them and control their every movements and actions.
Ten thousand years, the universe fell.
Yahweh abadoned his creation and the Heavens suffered because of it….
The great cataclysm began when the 72thrones of Hell invaded Earth.
I don't know what they must have found in this world but I'm going to prevent the end of creation.
I don't care what methods I use to achieve my goal.
But if Earth holds the key capable of killing even the Lightbringer, the Archangel Micheal.
Then I must get my hands on that key.
~~~
Time went by and three days elapsed after I cleared that dungeon.
I was welcomed into the Japan's Players Association.
A national organization sponsored by the Japanese government. A collection of high ranking players.
Since in this time, Players run the government.
The Players Association became a top ranking organization in the federal government.
And they welcomed me as one of their own.
To think the country i reincarnated into was Japan.
How delightful.
I chuckled.
I sank into the plush couch, feeling the soft cushions envelope me in comfort, as I waited in the visiting room.
This is my first time being summoned into the Players Association Headquarters.
I was given an hotel room to stay.
But today they requested for my presence.
This past few days I spent on Earth, I learnt a few things.
The dungeon I spawned into became was a mutation. It was originally an e ranked dungeon but it mutated.
It became as S ranked dungeon.
Now I see why there were so many casualties. Even the Level 1 Furies were stronger than anyone could imagine.
Sometimes difficulties do occur.
But how am I even alive?
From the system's report. I cleared the dungeon but how was I able to clear that dungeon?
Aren't I a weak player?
No matter how vast my thinking faculty are, I couldn't bring a proper answer to that question.
I don't even know what Aspect I possess or what Card did I awaken.
My vision was blurred when I clicked that Yes button.
I exhaled a soft sigh.
The couch cradled my body, providing the perfect support and cushioning, allowing me to focus on the words on the page.
I was entertaining myself with some novels.
I'm currently reading a WebNovel titled "ShadowSlave" and also another novel titled "Evolving my undead legion in a game-like world"
Those books are quite interesting.
While I was focused on this novels. I overheard approaching footsteps drawing closer to the waiting room.
My eyes rolled sideways.
Just then the footsteps came to a halt and I saw movements on the door knob. I waited in reticence.
Still observing.
Just then the door creaked open.
Two men clad in jet-black suits walked into the room. Their faces beamed with smiles as they met me.
My eyes squinted, with just a single glance.
I could tell they're no ordinary players.
After clearing the dungeon. My senses when it comes to mana radiation was heightened to the ultmost level.
I became sensitive, I could even detect one's emotions through the level of mana flowing through their veins.
"You must be the survivor right?"
One of the two figures spoke out.
I exhaled a soft sigh. I wasted no time, I got up from the couch, I stood before them.
Not showing any hint of fear.
"Yes I am. Who are you guys?" I asked.
The figure's lips curled up into a knowing grin as he stretched his right hand forward for a shake.
"Hi, my name is Carter, Agent Carter and my colleague over here is Agent Yo-Ming"
"We were sent from the Japanese Ranking Bureau to verify your presence"
"You're an unlicensed player of Japan"
"For you to be certified as a player. You must be licensed and rank"
"And we're here to pick you up" Agent Carter revealed. He brought out his ID card, showing it to me.
Oh? So they're here to take me to the Ranking Bureau.
I guess this was why I was summoned to the Association Headquarters and asked to wait here.
But can I even refuse?
No, I'm here for a reason, I have a mission to fulfill.
I need every information and connections I could possibly get.
I softly exhaled.
"I've been waiting three hours for you guys. I was already briefed on everything" I lied.
And I saw the look of relief written on the face of Agent Carter.
"That's good to hear"
"But if I may ask Mr. Player, what is your name?" Agent Carter questioned.
My face fell and my eyebrows furrowed.
That's right, up till now I've never thought about this.
I was never a human to begin with, I had no name except the name given to me by the Creator.
Eros was a name I lived with for billions of years up till now.
Right now, I'm a human.
So I need a new name. A new identity
I flashed the agents a warm smile, I stretched forth my right hand and welcomed the handshake.
"My name is Genos"
I gave myself a new name. A new identity.
Starting now, my name as a human is Genos.