I don't get a say in this, do I?

Prologue

A/N: I'm not discontinuing any of my stories, I'll be updating parallelly
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??? pov

Hi, my name is Quinn, and I am pretty sure that I didn't go to sleep in a FUCKING FOREST. 'Cause, u know, who does that? I'm not dreaming either. I know, I've checked. Multiple times. My arms still haven't recovered from that.

You may be thinking; 'What's this mental case on about?'
To answer your question, dear whoever you are, let me rewind.
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Hello, my name is Quinn, a 21 year old soon to be a college graduate. Tomorrow, to be exact. But I woke up in a forest instead. I just went to sleep early, feeling especially tired for some reason. I just credited it to me having not slept the night before because of my excitement.

But when I woke up, I was in a forest. I have no clue where I am, but I know that there aren't any such untouched forests anywhere near my dorm. "You've got to be fucking kidding me."
And now, I'm naturally freaking out. Internally. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuc-'

[Hello host, I'm your system, 0162!]
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"Say what now?"
[You died, and I was looking for a host. I thought you were the perfect candidate :D]
"...do I at least get a say in this?"
[Nope.]
"Bloody brilliant. It just couldn't have been tomorrow at least, could it? Besides, how did I even die? I just went to sleep because I was tired- oh. Carbon Monoxide?"
[Bingo!]

'Damn it, I worked my arse off for so many years, just to die before I'm set free?!'

"So, instead of letting me rest in peace, you just kidnapped me to an unknown location?"
[Kidnap is such a strong word. I prefer calling it: transporting you into another world.]
"Yeah, right-wait. Another WORLD?! Give me some time to process this."

10 minutes later

3rd person pov

"... if you're going to transport me into another world, not to mention without my consent, at least tell me where you've put me." Quinn finally said after a long, uncomfortable silence.

[That's for the host to find out. But I can already tell you that you're in a cultivation world that you know of!]
"Thank you, that reeaaally narrowed it down for me 😒" (not).
[Np😋]

At this point, Quinn was restraining himself from swinging at the bright screen in front of him, lest he offends his only source of information in this absurd situation. He face palmed.

"Do I at least get a cheat?"
[That's why I'm here!]
At this, Quinn perked up. "You've got my attention, little guy."