At a certain point in many people's lives, they come to a moment where they ask themselves, why me?

Why did this tragedy happen to me? Why does everything always go wrong for me? Why do some people make millions a day while I barely make 50? Why me?

I wasn't even sure if there was a clear answer to this, but I still found myself asking the same question to the rotating hexagonal prism

After getting over the bombshell that my little life actually held much more importance than I initially imagined, I found this question swimming at the forefront of my mind

"Why me?"

This was one of the biggest things I wanted to know. There were many other things like how did the System know if I would awaken as a hunter if the channel was set up long before. How could it be sure I wouldn't be just another human casualty and cause everything to collapse. There were many questions I wanted to ask first, but the first and foremost that came out of my mouth was...why me.

A silence followed after as only the rapid rotations of the hexagonal prism could be felt

many humans who had

but I actually felt relief from it. I wasn't some chosen one who was born to do great things. I just recieved a monumental gift. A gift...that I would use to the best of my abilities

tell me that you also didn't know whether I would awaken or not, or even live another day in the case something like a dungeon break occurred and wiped out an

low. I could only make a shot in

a pause as it let these words

that it worked, and because it worked, we now stand a chance to go against the enemies plotting against us. The next phase of our actions is for you to head to the world our enemies reside in and disrupt the structure there. If you are able to completely place the inhabitants of that world under your rule, it opens

as the System continued to dump

the planet, memories of the world they came from and their aims were slowly collected and pieced

to keep in mind was that this invasion of beasts was simply a use of pawns to achieve their aim

like how countries made up wars to obtain oil, war was now being

the inhabitants of the world, they would be able to use them as disposable pawns to invade other worlds first and the mining

was turned into a mine for the years to come as it cycled through absorbing essence from the outside world

such a world could not dream of obtaining more power and getting stronger. An example is the race of beasts that became stronger with years of acc.u.mulating and growing their essence and learning how to cast complex skills and abilities. If the essence of their world was to be taken over by others and

that. If you descend onto their world and become its ruler,

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