《MY 10,000× DIMENSIONAL SYSTEM》 Chapter 1 Prologue Prologue "Huu~" In a small, rundown apartment, a guy entered wearing a cashier''s uniform. There were bags under his eyes and his hair looked disheveled, still he had a small smile on his face. "Thankfully, I was able to get home early. So I won''t keep Joan waiting." He mumbled to himself. He got into his bathroom and washed up quickly before picking out the best clothes he could and fixing his hair. He dressed up and looked at himself in the mirror and nodded to himself. Taking away the bags under his eyes, his was quite handsome. Sharp square jaw, well shaped nose, thin lips and nicely arching eyebrows. And with his curly hair, he looked very appealing. He looked outside the window and saw that it was drizzling. It was very light so it shouldn''t hamper his ns at all. He took a breath and got his small phone out and dialed a number. After it rang a few times, Someone picked. "Hey J, I''m ready, should I start going or not?" He asked cheerfully, however, the response he got made his smile fade from his face. "Oh Christopher I''m so sorry." The first thing he heard was an apology and his heart dropped slightly. "It was sudden but I have a horrible cold and my head is banging seriously. I''m sorry but I can''t go." Hearing this, the guy, Christopher was silent for a moment. "Babe?" Joan''s voice asked. "Ah? No, it''s fine. It''s good that I asked beforehand. If that''s the case then I''lle.over and look after you, maybe we can hang out that way." He said again, his voice cheerful once more. "Sigh. I''m sorry but I''d like to be alone at the moment. Even as I''m talking to you know my headache is getting worse." She immediately replied and Christopher flinched. "I see. Well, in that case. I won''t keep you any longer, please get better soon." He forced a smile and said. "Thanks a lot babe. I''ll make it up to you when I get better." She said and he heard her blow him a kiss over the phone before cutting the call. The moment she did, Christopher sat on his bed with a dim gaze. Then he closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair with a sigh. "Damn it. I need to clear my head." The negative thoughts were already beginning to proliferate and he wanted to avoid that, so he got out of his fine clothes and wore a in shirt and shorts before leaving his apartment.n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om He spotted his old but functional bicycle and got on it before he began to ride. He didn''t go to fast or too slow, and the number of people on the sidewalk wasn''t too much as a result of the drizzling. The tiny droplets of water as well as the cool breeze blew on his face, making him feel refreshed and reducing his indignation somewhat. ''Well, it is what it is. I can''t me Joan for suddenly getting a cold, it can happen to anyone. Besides, she said when she gets better, we''ll properly go out.'' He thought and continued to ride. Christopher, of it wasn''t made clear already, was not very well off. First of all,.he was an orphan, and he grew up in a pretty poor orphanage as well, hence he got the barest minimum for education. Moreover, the moment he turned eighteen, he was made to leave the orphanage and had to make a living by himself with a small allowance. Still, since he lived his whole life without a lot, he was able to survive without a lot either. He got a very rundown apartment with a very low rent and after some searching, managed to get the job as a store cashier. Nothing much changed and he never seemed to progress much despite working his back off, so it was it was inevitable that he faced depression. While he never contemted suicide, everyday was a struggle and with each one that passed, he felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into a hole he had no idea if he could get out of. This continued for 5 years, and by that time, Christopher was still alive, but he wasn''t living. He felt like a robot on repeat which was never meant to achieve anything more. Still, the status quo never changed, and he just kept moving as he always did. And that was when he met Joan. It wasn''t anything special, the virus that shook the world finally died down and people could move freely. Thus, as he was working with his head down, the next person he was to attend to came. His head was down as he didn''t want anyone to see his eyes that had no light in them. So he just kept scanning the items. "Hey, aren''t you going to look at me?" A slightly energetic and annoyed tone entered his ears causing him to flinch. "S- Sorry." Christopher stuttered, and while somewhat averting his gaze, his hesitantly looked up. "There we go." However, when he saw the wide, innocent smile on the most beautiful face he''d ever seen, he felt like he''d just stared directly at the sun and was star struck for a moment. "Well why''re you looking all gloomy?" She tapped his head snapping him out of his stupor. "I- Well-..." Christopher stuttered like a broken recorder causing the girl to giggle. "You''re cute, what''s you name?" She smiled and asked. "... Christopher." He answered after hesitating. He''d never spoken to anyone this long other than his boss. Thankfully there wasn''t anyone else in the store, so they weren''t taking anyone''s time. "Hmm. It matches you face." She hummed and Christopher blinked. Was that supposed to be apliment? "Anyway, I know I don''t have the right to pry, but I can''t just look at someone who''s not happy and be on my merry way." She said and tapped his head again. "My name is Joan. I don''t have a whole lot to do, so why not hang out with me after you''re done?" The offer caught him off guard and he blinked. "But my shift doesn''t end until a few hours." He said and nced at the clock. "Then I''ll wait." Her reply surprised him. "... Why?" Why was she even talking to him, why was she being nice? She could clearly see that he wasn''t well off. Doesn''t she have other things to do? The ''why?'' had a much deeper meaning than he let on. "Well, like I said, I don''t really have much to do, and you seem pretty lonely." She said freely. "Way to say it straight." He mumbled but she still heard him. "Haha, there we go. Now that''s a proper reaction." Sheughed and Christopher stared at her. She seemed so genuinely pleased with getting him to react that he didn''t know how to respond. At that moment, another customer came in and she saw them. "Okay then. I won''t bother you much more, so I''ll be outside, okay?" And in a sh, she paid for her tjings and was out of the store. Christopher was rooted to his spot for so long that it was until the customer caught his attention that he remembered what he was doing there. The next few hours went by and he was done with his shift. As he put on his jacket, he thought to himself. ''I wonder if she actually waited. Probably not, she has better things to do than entertain a bum like me.'' He shook his head and left the store. However. "Finally you''re done!. I thought you''d be there forever." Christopher''s eyes widened when he saw the girl, Joan again. She actually waited for him?! "You seem surprised. Well I''m just saying it now, unless I absolutely can''t, I don''t break my promises." She said and smiled, her eyes closing and forming crescents. At that very moment, Christopher felt his heart pound inside his chest and his cheeks flush. It was a foreign feeling, but one he''d read about enough to know what it meant. ''I''m smitten.'' He didn''t really know how to feel about that. But what he did know, was that even if he tried to lie, he knew, that he liked this girl, and he liked her presence. ''Even if she''s just ying me. Let me feel this way a little longer.'' He thought. And from there, things popped off. Somehow she figured out his schedule and continuously came to meet him at work. And each time he finished, they''d walk with each other until they reached the bus stop. This continued, and slowly, Christopher could feel the darkness in his heart recede. However, he didn''t truly realize until one day. "Man, I''m spent." Joan stretched and yawned. It wasn''t surprising considering that it was 11 PM. "Should I walk you home?" Christopher offered and she shook her head lightly. "Nah, I''ll be fine." He blinked and just nodded and then the two kept on walking in silence for a bit. "Hey." Joan suddenly called out without them stopping. "Yeah?" He answered. "I like you." She said in one breath. "Oka- Wait." It took a moment for Christopher''s brain to register what he just heard. "You¡­ what?" He blinked, the sheer level of disbelief in his eyes nearlyical. "I said I like you." Joan said it again as she turned to face him, she had her signature smile, though her cheeks were tinted pink. "S- Say it again." Christopher still though his wasn''t hearing properly. "I like you." Joan replied once more. "Again." He started to tremble. "I. Like. You!" She mouthed every word and Christopher''s mind went nk. She, was being serious. He was so stunned that he didn''t even notice her went she came right up to his face, and when he did, it happens. Her soft lips pressed against his and he felt as if a star had exploded inside his brain. Emotions flooded through him and his body became rigid like a rock. It seemed like an eternity passed, and yet it was only a few seconds. And when Joan pulled back, Christopher found himself yearning for more. "If you need confirmation again, then I''ll say it as many times as you want. I like you." Conveniently, the bus came and she gave him a small wave before stepping on. Christopher watched the bus get farther and farther away until it turned a corner and disappeared. He didn''t know how long he stood there, his brain reying the scene over and over again. And then for the first time in who knows how long, a wide, genuine smile bloomed on his face. Joy he had no idea was within him surged and gave him such a high dose of Dopamine that he nearly stumbled. "I like you too." He mumbled. *** Christopher thought back to that moment and chuckled to himself. That was when his life made a real turn around. He and Joan started dating, and it had been a year since then. He was striving to do better for her, hence he was dabbling in other things that could possibly earn him more money, and while it was difficult due to hisck of education, he was making some headway. Recently, he''d tried out for a modelling industry and he was actually quite close to making the cut, and the next interview was in a few days. "Yeah no need to feel down." He muttered and snapped back to reality. To his surprise, he ended up near the restaurant that he and Joan where supposed to go. ''Guess I rode here unconsciously.'' He thought and shrugged. He gave the ce a cursory nce while getting ready to leave. However, he frowned and looked again, slower this time. When he did, his eyes widened. There she was, beautiful yellow dress that exposed her fair shoulders, her hair done beautifully and her soft smile on her face. And she wasn''t alone. Across from her, Christopher spotted a guy he had never seen before. His looks were slightly above average and he wore an expensive looking suit, a smirk on his face. The scene caused his heart to drop. He didn''t want to believe it. He couldn''t, but¡­ Joan stood up and went over to him, and with their backs to Christopher, they took a selfie. And to his horror, he watched Joan give him a quick kiss on the lips. It was quick, but it was a kiss nheless. Christopher''s world shattered. ''Ah.'' In that instant, the darkness that had left him before came flooding back and increased twofold. ''Right, when did I forget? I''m a broke bum with no friends, family, or background.'' His gaze became dim, and with no destination in mindz he started to ride. ''Why did I think I would be a good match for her?'' He thought again and rounded a corner. ''I''m such an idiot.'' *** Joan smiled at the man in front of her, however she felt like puking. She''d kissed him to satisfy him even though every cell in her body was revolted to infinity. However, she had no choice. Her background was mysterious to most, but the reality was that she came from a very special family. It may sound oundish, but her and everyone else in her family could use magic. Yes, magic was real in this world. However, it wasn''t known to anyone and only a few select individuals could use it. Hence, it was decided that those who could wield magic had to hide themselves from the public eye as who knew what would happen if magic was exposed. Right now, her parents were pushing her to find a suitor, and she knew she had to entertain some spoilt guys from other families to satisfy them, even if she ended up rejecting them in the end. She was so pained when the day they''d fixed for her to meet this douche bag happened to coincide with the day she was meant to go out with Christopher. And it was so sudden too. She felt her heart shatter when she heard his tone over the phone. Still, she had to go through with it as she absolutely couldn''t let her family know she was dating a normal human, they''d never allow it. And if they did, she had no doubt in her mind that they''d off him to keep the lineage clean. So as she smiled at her ''date'' she looked at her phone under the excuse of wanting to edit the picture they just took when she in reality wanted to erase it from existence. However, just as she was about to hit the delete button, her finger paused. Her gaze left her and the guy''s face as she noticed someone in the background. Frowning, she zoomed in, and what she saw made her heart sink. On his bicycle, she saw Christopher, his face filled with shock. She looked up towards the spot he had been in. Not there. "Dammit!" She said through gritted teeth and got up hastily. "Joan, is everything alr-" The guy was surprised by her sudden action. "Zip it Marcus!" She snarled at him and ran out of the the restaurant. She looked left and right and cursed. "Heavens, Guide Me." She muttered and she felt energy flow and enter her eyes. Right then and there, her vision changed and it shifted. She could see normally, but there were now lines everywhere. Her eyes shit around and she quickly grasped a dark red line. And without hesitation, she chased after it. *** Christopher continued to ride. There was absolutely no thought in his mind, he kept riding. Slowly, the drizzling started to pick up until it was fully raining. He got drenched and was cold. But his brain didn''t even register the feeling. He simply rode. That was until he suddenly came across a crowd on the side of road. He blinked and almost didn''t register them. He was about keep riding. But then he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. He turned towards it and frowned slightly. There was a little girl crying on the road, and by the looks of things, she was hurt. He looked at the other side of the road and saw another crowd, though this time, a woman could be seen crying and shouting as she tried to run to the road, but the people were holding her back. ''It must be her daughter.'' He noted. ''Why isn''t anyone going to grab her.'' He thought. Then he heard the horn. His eyes moved, and down the road he saw a red car speeding down , and right at the kid. ''Crap!'' A thought that actually registered in his brain appeared. In that very instant, he didn''t think, he just did. He left his bike and sprinted past the people into the road. He heard some exmations but paid them no heed. He raced towards the girl and swopped her up. However, from the headlights, he knew the car was already upon them. ''I won''t be able to get by in time!'' He shouted inwardly. Time seemed to slow down and for some reason, his mind became exceedingly calm. ''If I let her go, I''ll be able to jump out of the way. With her weighing me down, jumping will get us both killed.'' He reasoned. And in that instant, his life shed before his eyes. ''Nah, I''m not that big of a bum.'' With that thought, he used his strength and threw the kid. Then the pain came. Pain unlike anything he felt crashed sown on him like a tsunami as he tumbled over the roof of the car, feeling a fast majority of his bones shatter before hitting the ground. His brain buzzed and adrenaline pumped through his body lessening the pain somewhat, still it felt like all of his nerves were on fire. He couldn''t even scream as he felt one of his lungs was punctured by his rib. His mind hazy. He barely noticed the crowd gather around him, and he turned his eyes as they were all he could move at the moment and saw the woman cradling the crying child. ''Thank¡­ God.'' He thought, his mind hazy. "....opher!" He blinked as a familiar voice entered his ears. Before he knew what was happening, he was in someone''s arms. "CHRISTOPHER!" Ah, he knew that voice. He looked up and saw Joan''s tear stricken face. "Please, no no no NO!!" She shouted and hugged him to her chest, ignoring how his blood stained her clothes. Christopher blinked. You don''t react like this to someone you''re cheating on. ''Guess it was moreplicated than I thought.'' He thought. His mind bing clearer, even though his body was beginning to lose its feeling. "Y- You''ll be fine. Stay with okay!" Joan said while panting. Feeling her tears, Christopher sighed. "Jo¡­ an." He barely croaked out. He could make out someone shouting for 911, but he knew it wouldn''t be any good. He was dying. "Yeah? Hold on help ising!" She breathed and sniffed. "Tell¡­ me¡­ like¡­ again." Christopher said with his dwindling strength, blood leaking from his lips. "What?" She didn''t understand at first. "Please." He said and she realized. And amidst her tears, she smiled a painful smile. "I- I like you." She barely managed. "Again." Christopher said once more. "I like you." The tears increased as Joan spoke again. "A¡­ gain." Christopher wheezed. "I like you!" She said louder and buried her head in his chest. "A¡­" He wasn''t able to get thest one out. "I love you!!" She cried out and buried her head in his chest. Christopher sighed as his heart slowly came to a stop. ''I guess, I was pretty lucky.'' He thought, a small smile creasing his face as his breathing ceased, and his heart stopped. His eyes became lifeless and his body went limp. Joan felt this and her body flinched. "Christopher!" She shouted and looked at his face. "CHRISTOPHER!!!" She screamed and shook his body, but it was no use. Christopher had died. Chapter 2 Reincarnation?! Reincarnation?! Christopher died.N?v(el)B\\jnn He knew he had died because his vision went ck and he lost all feeling in his body. Just like how people always spected. In the brief instant before death, he wondered what would happen. He wasn''t particrly religious, so he doubted he''d end up in whatever paradise was there. If there was one anyway. Then there was also a very popr theory that was reincarnation. That if someone died they would be reborn as something else, maybe human, or some other animal. Christopher had no idea which one awaited him, so he just hoped that whatever it was, it would be good. So when darkness fully engulfed him, his soul that was invisible to everyone left his body. It floated upwards beforehand shooting out at a speed that far suroassed light. Out of the Earth''s atmosphere and into outer space. At impossible speeds his soul flew, passing bys, stars, gxies, gxy clusters, and gctic fments. It passed by all of these until, in just a few seconds, it left the boundaries of the universe. Still, his soul didn''t stop and kept traveling. And as it did, it passed unimaginablyrge bubbles that represented other universes, and as it moved, other souls could be seen near it as it appeared that they had a simr destination. His soul moved, and the souls around it became more and more until and entire river of souls shot through the empty space between universes, and their destination was somewhere that many individuals couldn''t even fathom. At the end of the massive ocean of souls, there was a structure so massive that it seemed impossible for such a thing to exist. A massive gold and white pce appeared with its size dwarfing hundreds of universes. And at its massive front, a door that was made up swirling light could be seen, and all the souls passed through it. It was through this door that the various souls would be inspected before being reborn. Christopher''s souls, a small white orb floated amongst its peers and moved towards the door. The moment he passed through, his memories would be wiped and he would be reborn as apletely new entity. That was how it was supposed to be, that is. Christopher''s soul was about halfway towards the massive gate when a phenomenon ured. Far in the distance, a light flickered. And then far faster than the souls were moving, it shot towards the river. It didn''t seem to have a specific destination as it just flew in a straight line leaving a streak in its wake as it flew so fast. Even though the soul river was in front of it, it didn''t change its direction and just zoomed. The moment it reached the soul river, it impacted the soul that was in its way. And this soul, happened to be Christopher''s soul. It hit his soul, but there was no impact. Instead, the light fused with his soul and settled in the very center. After that, not happened for a moment. And then, the light began to shine and proliferate within Christopher''s soul. And then, it vanished. Like it was never there, Christopher''s soul disappeared and a soul quickly took its ce. This phenomenon didn''t alert anybody, hence no one would know what had ured. However the implications of this phenomenon would shake the very fabrics of reality on an unimaginable scale, and no entity would be unaffected. However, that was something that would happen far in the future. For now though, we''ll turn our focus back to Christopher''s soul and where it disappeared to. *** In a world an incalcble distance away from earth, a figure could be seen face down on the floor, his clothes tattered and bloody. It didn''t take a genius to realize that he was dead. However, at that moment, a small orb invisible to the normal eyes suddenly appeared right above it before sinking into the body''s chest. And then amazingly, all the wounds on the figure''s body began to heal rapidly. In no time at all, the the broken bones and torn skin had been healed, and there were no scars whatsoever. The only indication of injury was the blood on the clothes, but that was all. A few seconds passed, and then the figure''s chest rose. "Ugh!" With a groan, the figure shifted before rolling into his back. And shockingly, the person''s face looked exactly like Christopher. And it was. "What happened? Where am I?" He asked to no one in particr as he sat up and rubbed his head that was throbbing. "Thest thing I remember was¡­!" At that moment, memories of what happened flooded Christopher''s brain. His eyes widened in shock before he blinked and blew out a breath. "Right, I died." Then he looked around in confusion. "But if I died, howe I''m here? Wherever this ce is anyway." He was about to get up a a sharp pain suddenly assaulted his brain causing him to groan and clutch his head. Then, memories, ones that he was positive didn''t belong to him flooded his mind. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth through the pain, trying toprehend what he was seeing at the same time. Nearly half an hourter, the pain stopped. Christopher''s eyes opened, however his gaze was filled with shock. "I¡­ reincarnated!?" He mumbled as that was the best exnation he could think off. The memories that filled his brain just now came from the body he was in. He was in apletely new world named Altrea, and the body he was in, actually was very simr to his own, nearly identical. The person was also named Christopher and from the few memories where he looked at a reflective surface, he noticed that he looked the same as well. Even theirst was somewhat simr as the Christopher was also an orphan who, upon reaching adulthood, loved a very unfulfilling life. However, this one never met anybody like Joan, and what pushed him to death was that he''d gotten so tired of his situation that out of desperation, he ran into the forest with a knife wanting to strike it lucky and harvest a rare herb. However, this desire didn''tst very long as soon after entering, he was chased by a pack of wolves and got to the edge of the cliff. And in the hopes that he could survive the fall instead of dying to the wolves for sure, he made a gamble and jumped. The gamble failed. This Christopher died almost instantly, and the one now in his body entered and took over. "There are numerous degrees of messed up, and this is on a whole nother level." Christopher shivered, feeling ufortable in his own skin. But was it really his? He shook his head, dwelling on that wouldn''t do him any good. Instead, he focused on something else in the memories that really caught his interest. This world had magic. It sounded insane, but then again, so did him reincarnating. He sighed. Magic or not, this body was just as miserable as he was in his past life. Even if there was magic in the world, this one couldn''t use it. Christopher was about to mope when he suddenly felt a vibration at the back of his skull giving him a strange feeling. Before he could dwell on the feeling though, a holographic screen suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. A monotone voice filled his mind. "Huh?" Christopher let out incredulously. The voice said, answering Christopher''s question before he could even think to ask it. In quick session, the system answered all the questions that were forming in Christopher''s mind. Christopher blinked. "Okay, what exactly is your primary function?" For the first time, the system actually allowed him to ask what was on his mind, seeming to sense his irritation at getting his mind read. The system paused and Christopher was stunned, but it wasn''t done. It hit him with a final bombshell and Christopher felt his heart pound in excitement Just from the memories of the previous holder of this body, Christopher knew how insanely dangerous this world was. But with a system like this, maybe, just maybe, he could protect himself. He knew he shouldn''t trust its words, but he didn''t exactly have a choice. Thus, he just rolled with it and hoped it was legit. "Can you like, ascertain my stats or whatever?" Christopher asked. He didn''t y many games, but that was because of his ability to get them. The few he did y held a deep ce in his heart. The system replied. Christopher saw the screen and his eyes gleamed. He was sure that by this world''s standards, he wasplete trash. But he knew it wouldn''t remain that way for long. He focused his haze on the dimensional abilities and a new window opened.