Forgotten and dormant memories that were sealed within his mind reopen once again.
Lean was unable to keep up with it, stumbled to his feet, and crashed down into the small table in front of him.
Shattering the bowl and glass within them and pressing his skin into the broken shards.
Blood spilled from his body as the shard went deep within him.
There. Lean lay down on the floor, pressing his head as the memory of him killing himself that night resurfaced.
The sensation of the knife pressing into his body.
The smell and taste of blood.
His right hand, which sliced off his left hand.
The cold air within the forest.
The unbearable itchiness from the grass.
The exhaustion from running around the forest.
And finally, the blade stabbed him in his throat.
All that he did not feel at that time, was now happening to him once again.
But now, he could feel all the pain of all of them at the same time.
The pain which had been amplified by his curse, was too much for him.
Lean could only scream in the most agonizing way one could make in that situation.
After some time, he could finally move his body once again. Though his control was weak.
Lean forced the last bit of strength within him to open his eyes. There before him was his blood gushing out of him.
Gazing at it, he questions where it was coming from. From the look of it, there should be at least a glass worth of blood spilling down the floor.
Yet, he couldn't figure out where it was coming from. He only knew one thing, it was from him.
Watching the blood of his make its way to the card he found back in the forest, Lean's mind started to blur, then…
Blank.
Lean passed out the moment his blood soaked the card on the ground.
His body, which was fidgeting and moving as it struggled, now stopped completely.
On the card surface words were being engraved on it.
[The card has connected with its rightful owner once again.]
[The card will now activate its blessing to help the owner survive.]
[Activating the blessing: •Recovery sleep.•]
With the last words on the card slowly disappearing, the room too started to quiet down.
There, Lean, helplessly, once again stopped moving.
He wasn't dead, just near it.
Lean's condition right now could be described as nothing but a state of coma.
*****
[The blessing: •Recovery sleep.• will now deactivate.]
[The next activation of the blessing will happen when the owner goes to sleep once again.]
The pain he was in before now disappeared completely. As if it never happened at all. Instead of the pain, Lean's body was overflowing with energy.
Lean body sharply sat up from the floor. The sight before him was not welcoming at all.
Broken shards from the bowl and glass he used before were all over the room. Their tiny bits reflected the sun's rays, creating this tiny asteroid-like sight.
Looking down he found his clothes open up. From the things around him, it seemed like the can lids and the glass shard had cut his flesh, resulting in the spilling of blood before.
Slowly, he cleared out that area around him with his arm, not wanting to step into them and digging them deep within him.
"I killed myself…." He whispered, finally accepting the memories he had regained the night before.
"My first ever kill is myself…" he took deep breaths. "The card! Where is it!?" He questioned, pushing away everything around him to find it.
Kicking away the table he had used last night. He found it, right under the table.
Picking it up, he pressed his finger on the surface of the card.
[•••••Owner: Lean•••••]
[••Level: 1. (0/100%)••]
{•••Combat power: 241•••}
•••
[Skills: none.]
[Trait: none.]
[Store*]
{•••Blessing: Tarot card-blue.•••}
On the surface of the card, details about him were displayed. Gazing at it, Lean pressed his palm on his forehead.
"A system?" Confusion in his voice. "Wasn't this meant to be an artifact…" Having his memory regain, Lean was sure that when he found this card at first, it was an artifact.
But looking at the details on its surface it looks like a system. Yet, it doesn't act like one. If this thing were a system, it would at least float within the air like the other systems people own.
Undoubtedly it is a system of one. With name, level, skill, and stat displayed on it like the other system he knows of.
"Then. Does this mean I'm a supernatural being now?" A few seconds later, realization hit him.
"Why did I ask that? Obviously, I am one now." Striking his forehead for asking such a question.
For now, Lean looked at the stat displayed on the card. Pressing them a remark beside one of them was displayed. While erasing the other details around them.
"Dark. Don't you think…" He said, looking at the long explanation beside it.
Looking around him, he found that this was the time for him to admire the card but to start cleaning up. Putting the card in the wooden drawer Lean grabbed the broom and dustpan to clean out the mess around him.
...
Sitting outside his home, Lean recalled back on what happened the day he got this card.
From the moment he woke up alone in his classroom, the small talk with his friend and him finding it falling down the building.
"Then I tried to sell it on the internet, got mocked at, and deleted it a moment later." Lean looked up at the sky, gazing at the tiny sparrow flying by.
"I responded to a post about a surface monster from someone's country. Reminding me about my hunting routine, after running back and forth in the forest…"
"... I killed myself." Gazing at the card in his palm, he raised it toward the sky covering the sun with it.
"Transparent." The surface of the card became transparent the moment he did so.
"At least float." He begged the card, hoping it would do so.
There are different kinds of systems in this world. Some looked like a transparent blue panel floating in the air, while some were in the form of a book or scroll.
One thing was common about these systems, they all floated in the air the moment the player called out for them.
Yet the card before him looked like a system format, but it doesn't float at all. Looking closer to it, Lean realizes something he had not seen before.