[System binding to host...]
[Detecting host has died, automatically initiating transmigration...]
[Host has transmigrated to the source world of "Saint Seiya", SS period!]
[Error...]
[Error...]
[Transmigration timing error, initiating repair...]
[Repair complete!]
[Distributing compensation, compensation distribution complete, system will automatically dissipate!]
"..."
The harsh system notification rang in his ears.
Sora felt his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, and he couldn't hear the latter part clearly.
As time passed, he didn't know how long it had been.
Sora regained consciousness once again.
"I remember..."
"I walked out of the anime convention and was directly sent away by a dump truck?"
"So, am I dead?"
"What was that I heard before dying?"
Sora opened his eyes in confusion, his pupils unfocused, or rather, filled with bewilderment.
"Am I already dead?"
Sora struggled to sit up, looking around, and felt his heart grow cold.
The dim sky radiated an eerie dark purple glow.
The dark red earth was already shattered beyond repair, with chunks of rubble still falling.
"Hell?"
"The Underworld?"
"Or the Realm of the Dead?"
Sora wasn't very clear about exactly where he had arrived.
[Detecting host's vital signs have recovered, soul and will have awakened!]
[System distributing compensation package!]
[System will automatically dissipate!]
[Distributing compensation...]
[Compensation distribution complete, system dissipating...]
[System completely dissipated, host, please enjoy your upcoming life!]
"No!"
"Wait!"
"Hold on!"
The system's notification sound rang in Sora's ears again, and he hurriedly tried to stop it.
Unfortunately.
It was already too late.
The system's voice had completely dissipated, replaced by three orbs of light floating before his eyes, thoughtfully labeled with the numbers 1, 2, and 3.
"I..."
Sora felt his head ache. What was all this about?
"So, I've transmigrated?"
"Where exactly is this place?"
"What's going on here?"
Sora was truly full of confusion. What was all this about!
Doesn't this broken system have a newbie guide?
"Forget it."
"Thinking too much won't help. Let me first look at this compensation package or whatever."
Sora was helpless, but life was like this - things would be as they had to be.
Sora stepped forward, reached out his hand, and touched the first orb of light.
In an instant.
This orb transformed into brilliant light, directly surging into Sora's mind. A vast amount of memories and explanations completely merged into Sora's consciousness.
The influx of massive memories made Sora feel a headache, though it didn't reach the point of fainting outright like those inheritance scenarios.
About half an hour later.
Sora finally shook his head and sat directly on the ground, muttering: "So, I've transmigrated. To be precise, I've already died."
"Moreover..."
"Isn't this pure nonsense?"
"What kind of normal person gets turned to powder by a dump truck?"
Sora also recalled everything that happened during the time he lost his memory.
Because he happened to be bound by the system.
The moment he was hit by the dump truck, he directly crumbled into powder.
Thinking of that scene, Sora couldn't help but twitch his mouth corner, wanting to complain, but after thinking about it, he decided against it - there was no need to complain.
"Besides that..."
Sora continued organizing his memories.
The transmigration was confirmed.
"This is the era of 'Saint Seiya SS'."
"According to the system's explanation."
"This is also the most source world of the entire Saint Seiya universe."
"Isn't this just the difference between original work and sequels, fan fiction?"
Sora muttered to himself and shook his head, continuing to organize his memories.
"Hmm~~~"
While organizing his memories, Sora suddenly raised an eyebrow and complained: "No way! There's even a problem with my transmigration timing?"
"The current time is after the Holy War has ended, Hades is already dead, and the Underworld is shattered."
"The most ridiculous part is."
"I'm currently in the Underworld?"
"Huh?"
Sora raised his head and looked around - the dark purple sky, the dark red earth.
Well!
With this kind of scenery, saying it's not the Underworld, probably no one would believe it.
"This place gives off a completely villainous feeling!"
"Don't want to think about it anymore."
"Thinking more is meaningless. Next, it's time for the second package."
Sora stood up, rubbed his temples that ached from the massive influx of memories, and reached out to touch the second orb of light.
In an instant!
The second orb transformed into brilliant light and perfectly merged into Sora's body.
However.
This time.
Sora didn't feel any pain, but instead a mass of pitch-black light began to emerge, gradually taking the form of a seed-like mark, imprinting itself on his body, soul, and origin.
The pitch-black light began gradually transforming his body.
"Mmm~~~"
Sora unconsciously squinted his eyes in comfort.
The pitch-black light completely merged into Sora's body.
But this wasn't the end.
On the contrary.
When the pitch-black light dissipated, streams of pitch-black light began spreading out from Sora's body, merging into the damaged Underworld before his eyes.
Yomotsu Hirasaka, the River Styx, the Eight Great Prisons, the Path of the Gods, the Pure Land of Bliss...
Everything in the Underworld.
Originally, with Hades' death, everything had become completely dilapidated, appearing as if it would collapse at any moment.
Now.
As these streams of pitch-black light merged into it, the damaged Underworld began rapidly repairing at a visibly observable speed.
In a short time.
The entire Underworld had restored to its most perfect state, and Sora slowly opened his eyes at this moment.