Alperen Yılmaz was dead.
How he died was a mystery. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember. It was as if his brain had completely erased that
moment. Only... darkness. Endless, suffocating darkness.
"Where am I?"
He couldn't open his eyes. His body was gone. It was as if he were suspended in a void, floating in an endless limbo. He couldn't
even tell if time was passing.
Then... sounds came.
DING!
DING!
DING!
A mechanical, cold sound echoed in his brainless mind.
[LOADING...]
[LOADING...]
[SUPREME RULER SYSTEM CONNECTED TO SERVER]
"Supreme Ruler System?"
Alperen's consciousness was shaken. He recognized that name. It was impossible not
to. "This... isn't this the system I wrote in my previous life?!"
Three years ago, while trying to make a living as a web novel writer, Alperen had designed a system for a story he had left
unfinished. Its name: The Supreme Ruler System. A system that united different civilizations, with infinite potential for
expansion. But he had never finished the story. He had abandoned it after the first five chapters.
Now, was that system... real?
[3 SUITABLE CIVILIZATIONS AND WORLDS FOUND]
[SERVER, PLEASE SELECT:]
[1. LOW-LEVEL MARTIAL ARTS CIVILIZATION] [2. MIDDLELEVEL KNIGHTLY CIVILIZATION]
[3. LOW-LEVEL IMMORTAL CIVILIZATION]
Alperen's stream of consciousness accelerated. If this really is his own system...
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"We're choosing the knight civilization. It's balanced but progresses very slowly."
He pondered between the remaining two. Martial arts or immortal civilization?
"If it's as I remember from my previous life's plan... the system's basic rule was this: I can gather all civilizations into a single body. But
first, I need a strong vessel."
He remembered. He remembered the lines he had written:
"Without a strong vessel, powerful Qi cannot be contained. First strengthen the body, then gather the power."
"That's why I choose the Martial Arts civilization!"
DING! DING! DING!
[SELECTION
CONFIRMED]
[FIGHTING ARTS CIVILIZATION (LOW TYPE) ACTIVATED]
[DOES THE HOST WANT TO BE BORN WITH ITS OWN BODY OR WITH A RANDOM BODY?]
"I want to be born with my own body!"
Awakening in the Forest
Alperen's consciousness began to return. The first thing he felt was pain. His
eyes... his eyes hurt so much. It was as if they had been closed for a long time.
"Aaaah!"
He didn't know how much time had passed. Maybe minutes, maybe hours. When he opened his eyes, a blazing sun was directly
overhead. The light filtering through the green leaves burned his eyes.
He slowly sat up. His back ached, his throat was dry. He looked around. Forest.
A vast, primeval forest. The trees were so tall he could barely see the sky. Strange sounds filled the air—animal noises, wind sounds,
unknown things.
"The world of Martial Arts... so this is it."
He raised his hands and looked. The same hands. The same body. The body of a 24-year-old. Thin, untrained, the writer's inactive body.
DING!
[HOST OPENED MARTIAL ARTS (LOW) TYPE]
[A RANDOM POWER SYSTEM WILL BE GIVEN AS A GIFT TO THE HOST]
"Random power system?"
DING!
[SCIENCE TYPE CIVILIZATION UNLOCKED]
Alperen's eyes widened. "Science type? This... there was no such thing in this system!" But he
didn't have time to be shocked.
[THE HOST HAS BEEN DETECTED IN A DANGEROUS SITUATION] [BEING
GIVEN AS A GIFT:]
[10x 2nd-Level Martial Artist (Bronze Bone - Silver Vein - Steel Tendon)] [5x Nuclear Energy Engineer]
[2x MECHANICAL ENGINEER] [2x
WEAPONS RESEARCHER]
[1x MATHEMATICS PROFESSOR]
"Dangerous situation?
What—" Alperen felt it at
that moment.
A cold feeling. His instincts were screaming.
RUN!
RUN NOW!
YOU'LL DIE!
He turned his head. There was movement in the forest. Then sounds. Footsteps. Many footsteps. And then... he
saw it.
A bald man. Muscular, large-built, with a huge scar on his face. His eyes were wild. Behind him were at least twenty more people.
All of them were armed—swords, axes, spears.
The bald man saw Alperen.
And he smiled.
A cold, cruel smile.
"KILL HIM!" he shouted. His voice echoed through the forest. Alperen's
heart stopped.
'You're going to die. You're going to die right now.'
His legs were trembling. He tried to run away, but his body was too weak. He stumbled as he tried to stand up. The bald
man and his men started running. They were fast. Very fast. They weren't running at normal human speed.
"Level 2 martial artists!" 10 meters
left.
5 meters left.
Alperen closed his eyes.
And at that very moment...
VUSHHH!
The wind stopped.
When Alperen opened his eyes, ten people were standing before him.
Ten men. Ten women. All wearing plain, black uniforms. Their faces were expressionless, their eyes empty. But their posture... their
posture was that of warriors.
[10x LEVEL 2 FIGHTING ARTIST SUMMONED] [ABSOLUTE
OBEDIENCE MODE]
The bald man stopped. His eyes
narrowed. "Who... who are these
people?"
The man in the black uniform at the front—a young, medium-built man—charged forward without saying a word.
The speed was too fast for Alperen's eyes to follow.
BANG!
One of the bald man's men flew through the air. His chest caved in, blood spurting out. He was dead before he hit the
ground. The other nine black-uniformed fighters also sprang into action.
The massacre began.
Alperen could only watch.
He watched and understood what fear was.
Level 2 martial artists... were truly powerful. Every punch could kill a person. Bones were breaking, internal organs were being
torn apart, blood was spurting out.
Even the bald man could only last three minutes.
The warrior in the black uniform at the front—Alperen could have called him Soldier No. 01—grabbed the bald man's throat with one
hand and squeezed.
CRACK!
The neck snapped.
The bald man's eyes froze, and he collapsed to the ground.
Silence fell.
Only Alperen's heavy breathing could be heard.
Soldier Number 01 turned. His face was still expressionless. He knelt before Alperen. "Sir," he
said, his voice completely mechanical. "The enemies have been eliminated. Your orders?"
Alperen's mouth went dry. He couldn't speak.
"I... I was just a writer. I designed the system. But this... this is real. It's really real."
He stood up, trembling. He looked around. Twenty bodies. Blood. The forest was silent, as if even the animals were afraid. "I..."
His voice cracked. "I'm alive."
DING!
[FIRST BATTLE SUCCESSFUL]
[HOST GAINED EXPERIENCE: +100 XP]
[MISSION COMPLETED: SURVIVAL] [REWARD:
BASE SETUP PACKAGE x1]
Alperen looked up at the sky. The sun was still shining. A
new world.
A new life.
And this time... this time it would develop not through a writer's imagination, but through a real system.
"The system," he whispered. "Open the reward. And... summon the scientists. We need to make our plans