5

Prologue

The year was 2042. We just got a job offer for our animation and voice acting company and our first animated series was soon to be in production,we had written and drawn the manga as a group,us 5 versus our doubts. We sealed the deal and went out drinking to celebrate,drink after drink,round after round we went. After what felt like only a moment,we decided to call it quits and head home. Timothy was our chosen driver for the night,us 5 had always had a vote beforehand to determine who was the least drunk,tonight it was him. I helped Nathan into the car and sat next to him, Timothy's cousin,Nathaniel,sat in the passenger seat and Tian was seated next to me in the back row. We all got home relatively in good shape as we stumbled up stairs to get to our shared flat. By the time we had awoken,last night's expenses and alcohol had caught up and we were all feeling it. Turning on the television,then turning down the sound,news from around the world had reported what we thought was just a global level scam. In the north and south poles,cracks in the ice had opened and apparently it led to hell. None of us believed it at first,but in the coming weeks,the world would see the truth. Demons straight from nightmares came from those cracks and the world had to adapt,luckily,we had some sort of interference. Legendary characters from myths and legends had bestowed upon humanity it's saving grace. A system,easiest explanation would be that of a game system in a rouge like rpg. These mythical characters had blessed those they deemed fit with their own sub class of abilities,we called said people,the chosen. It was the the job of said chosen to defend what strongholds remained around the world. Us 5,who formed our own group and had barely survived up till now,were undoubtedly on the weaker side of the chosen ranks. 20 years into the world's end,humanity had all but given up,communication had stopped and we had no choice but to join the last known stronghold,code name: Camelot. Where most of the righteous chosen resided,those who were picked by only the noblest of gods. They offered sanctum to all who needed it and defended their home with upmost determination,but as their numbers dwindled and the demons became stronger,they had to enlist more chosen,like us 5. We lasted 11 days against endless hordes of the bastards and we all awaited our final stand. Roughly 60 humans,most of which now regular civilians,now faced an almost infinite amount of demons,devil's and worst of all,Lucifero also known in many areas as The Devil,Lucifer. Our final stand lasted 2 hours,all 5 of us on our last bit of strength had crawled to a clearing void of bloodshed and had promised to meet again in the afterlife. One by one,we took our last breaths,until only my eyes would move,I cursed in my mind as I thought of how helpless we were,I drew my final breath and slipped into the darkness...*Buzz* *Buzz* I opened my eyes to a ceiling,a fan,a bed and working electricity. What the hell was going on...? I checked my now working phone and saw the date,January 16;2020. My first day of highschool. I couldn't believe it,were all those years spent fighting just a dream? No,it couldn't be,it felt too real to be a dream,that's when it happened. The same system popped out Infront of me.

Name: Ricardo
Age: 14
Height: 175cm
Birthday: 19 April

Lvl. 1
Exp. 0/100

Skills. None

Status. Normal

Stats. Closed ( New )

Then it hit me,I really returned... But,did my friends return too? Why me? Could I change the date of the world? Could I save my friends and family? Could I alter the future?