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{Ding!}
{System legacy awakened}
{Welcome Acolyte}
{To the universal system}
{Main objective: Become prepare
d for the first universal call}
"What? What is going on? What is this voice?" Bayu echoed in his mind, his eyes still closed, confused as to whether he was even alive or not.
{I am the legacy of your mother, the universal system}
"Mother left a legacy? A system? I'm confused; is this what made her one of the greatest warriors to ever live?" Bayu asked the system, totally lost.
{Affirmative}
{Part of your mother's progress was due to the assistance of the universal system}
{Note: Most was her desperation and her inbuilt element to Nature.}
The cold voice of the system responded, emotionless.
"So you're saying if I stick to you and this universal call of a thing, I'm going to get stronger and be able to defeat monsters?"
{Correct}
{Acolytes assumption is correct to an extent}
"What if I don't want to get stronger?"
{As the legacy of one of your world chosen has been transferred to you, you'll be called whether you like it or not, and if you're not properly prepared, your chances of survival will be zero}
"So that basically means death," then Bayu wondered... he then pondered, should he accept this quest.
He recalled what had happened back at the arena; it was solely the memories of stories Maxon had told that made him defeat the archaic beast.
"What could possibly go wrong?" he asked himself again.
"Universal system?"
{Yes host?}
"I accept; I will like to be prepared for this universal call."
{Response received}
{System updated}
{Main quest: Complete the spear formation}
{Side quest: Upgrade your Element to Nature}
Bayu's eyes slowly opened; he could feel he was asleep on a wooden bed; he took a stare at the white ceiling; drops of water poured from the protruding parts; he moved to the side a bit; pain wrecked through his body, through his wounds.
"I'm alive after all," Bayu muffled silently, recalling the battle of the arena; he shifted his face to the right; his gaze falling on various other beds filled with the injured.
He raised his right hand up; it was wrapped around with a long green leaf; he then recognized where he was, The healer's abode.
{Ding!}
The sound of the system notification rang through Bayu's ear again.
{Status window unlocked!}
{Acolytes Status Window}
{Name:} Bayu Shonanium.
{Age} sixteen.
{Title}: Acolyte.
{Points}: 0
{Available bonus points}: 0
{Skills}: None.
{Passive skills}: °Desperation.
{Current stats break down}
{Strength}: 8
{Agility}: 29
{Endurance}: 2
{Perception}: 10
{Vitality}: 29
{Evaluation}: weak
"Universal system, what are these?" Bayu asked, staring at the translucent green screen which had suddenly appeared at his front.
{This is a statistical representation of your warrior status}
{It'll reflect how strong you'd get as you prepare for the universal call by completing the spear formation}
"What do you mean the spear formation?" He asked, raising a brow up, confused.
{Complete the spear formation to be prepared for the coming universal call}
What was the system talking about? Bayu asked himself; the system seemed to hover around the same response and not go into detail; Bayu shrugged, seating up on the bed.
Eyes still tired from sleep, some lines carved across his face for not resting accurately on the bed.
He stood, taking a look at the other village folks who slept on the other beds, recovering.
He then glanced at his outfit; there was nothing too special about it; it was still the regular ragged outfit his uncle's wife, Tyra, had made for him; it looked ragged and stained with blood too; some other parts covered by the leaves which were used to heal his wounds.
He walked outside, expecting to be greeted by a blazing sun, but was wrong; Bayu was a bit stunned to see dark clouds filling the sky, rain drizzling down.
Children playing around, their coats wet, and a bunch of women carrying fishes in baskets back from the ocean.
The rain was the reason the ceiling had been leaking earlier.
"You're awake! This is a miracle! We thought you'd never rise again!" A voice spoke just right beside him; it was the island's healer, a short dwarf with a thrashed hair, "You sure are a tough one to deal with."
"It been weeks," "what?" "Weeks?" Bayu spoke, his face expression in bewilderment.
"Yes, weeks," the healer answered, "I'm surprised you could even walk on your feet."
He continued staring at Bayu back and forth.
"Thanks, healer," Bayu spoke, nodding his head to the ground and hurrying off.
"If you need anything else, I'll be here," the healer yelled, seeing Bayu disappear into the village.
Bayu tried his best to walk upright; if he'd been asleep for weeks, his family would have missed him a lot by now; he wondered what would have happened to his team by now; if they would have been condemned to the sands of the arena for execution one more time, or worse, sent out the walls to the monster-infested side of the island.
He was their new leader; it was his responsibility to lead them.
Bayu held on to his forehead as he became overwhelmed with all of these thoughts; this is bad.
He shook his head as if trying to kill the thoughts.
He weaved through the barns and huts in the village, raising his head up; he could see the towering palace of the chief of the island, built in the middle of the island, towering above all else.
As bayu got closer to his uncle Maxon's hut, he heard it, the soothing laughter of children who played around just outside of the hut. He spotted uncle Maxon seating on the piled wooden logs at the front of his hut while sharpening his blade and having a conversation with his wife, watching the other children.
He recognized the voice of one of the children, it was Bayuna his cousin, she was surrounded by about fifteen kids her age, showing off his green spear, pretending to use it to fight some imaginary monster, bayu's eyes glimmered as he gazed in amusement.
Her gaze locked with his, she stopped in her movements, so was the chitter chatter of all the kids gathering around.
"Bayu!"