The favorability system is broken, I decided to put on a vest

Xia Youjie, 15 years old, like most of Ni Hong's 15-year-old high school students, is an ordinary guy who looks nothing special.

He had a fair pair of parents, went to a fair high school, had a fair report card, and a not-so-bad relationship.

If nothing goes wrong, his life should always go on like this, after finishing a decent college, finding a decent job, marrying a decent wife, and finally Live an ordinary life step by step, and walk towards the end of his life peacefully surrounded by relatives and friends... Yes, if nothing else, this is his life.

However, the most indispensable thing in the world is often accidents.

·

It was an ordinary evening, ordinary school time.

In the school where the club activities were over, there were few people, and they had almost left, but Xia Youjie still stayed at the school, thinking about club affairs.

To be honest, he has never been very interested in school clubs, or in other words, he is not very interested in most things in the world. Too far behind - at a better point, he's just going with the flow, at a worse point, he's just dawdling.

Sometimes, he also felt as if he was waiting, waiting for something different to come to his life, but in fact, the only thing that came to his life was the club application form.

"Student Xia You, you are the only one in our class who hasn't handed in the club application registration form, so please give me the application form tomorrow morning no matter what, even if you fill in the home club. please!"

"Is that true, our school has a home club?"

"No!"

"Oh……"

"Don't show such a regretful expression! In short—Xia You, please fill it out today, please! This is my lifelong request!"

So, that's it.

Under the monitor's "lifelong request", Xia Youjie stayed at the school. After watching the club activities of the whole school, he didn't think of which club he should join.

because--

[Nothing interesting. ]

Xia Youjie thought casually.

[What I want...not these...]

At this moment, I don't know if it is an illusion.

Xia Youjie suddenly heard another voice in his mind.

[Yeah, what you want is never these, what you want is an extraordinary life, you want to be a hero—like destiny, like mission, like the protagonist of every legend! ] That voice seemed to have a clear and joking smile, and said teasingly, [Ha, man, sure enough, no matter how old he is, most of them will think about this kind of question in his head, making people really don't know what to say... Hee hee, Jay, let me ask a question: How many episodes of Kamen Rider have you seen? ]

Xia Youjie's breathing stagnated, his face changed, and he stood up suddenly.

"Who?!!"

He looked around.

However, at this moment, in the empty classroom, only his voice echoed.

The cool wind in the summer evening slowly blows in through the half-closed window, shaking the association application form on Xia Youjie's desk, making a trembling and rattling sound.

Xia Youjie didn't see the second person for a long time, and his restless heart couldn't help beating extremely fast.

And when the sound of the rattling paper on the table came to his ears, it made his already bad heartbeat even more unstable.

"Tsk!"

Xia Youjie put away the club application form, stuffed it into his schoolbag, and left the classroom quickly.

However, when he wanted to take a shortcut home as usual, the voice sounded again.

[Shh—look up, Jay, you can't be so frizzy all the time. ] That voice is like a teacher who is earnestly and kindly tempting, and also like the temptation from the devil in your heart, [Did you forget, there are some things you need to avoid... Look, they are waiting for you right now. ]

Xia Youjie paused and looked up.

And sure enough, at the end of his line of sight, above the alley, some sinister auras entangled in the void, almost turning into substantial lines, making people feel sick like seeing a distorted kaleidoscope.

Xia Youjie didn't know what it was, and he couldn't even be sure whether it was real or his hallucination... because in his past life, he had never heard of another person seeing such a thing.

Even his parents, who trusted him the most, cast worried and suspicious eyes on him after they couldn't see the "monster" in his mouth several times. Learned to turn a blind eye and take the initiative to avoid.

Although sometimes, Xia Youjie feels that things should not be like this, he thinks that his life should not be like this, his choices should not be ordinary, and many times he even feels that what he is studying should not be this Not a regular high school, but something else... a religious school?or something else?not sure.

But anyway, it shouldn't be so mundane.

However, in fact, he did choose to be ordinary, so at this moment, before sensing that distorted breath and seeing that disgusting monster again, Xia Youjie turned and left.

[Yes, that's right, that's it... Just like you always do, turn away and don't probe. ] The devil-like voice said in a thin voice, [Even if you want to be a hero in your heart, you also know that you can’t afford to be a hero, and you can’t bear the weight and suffering of a hero, so you just Stop it all before you start...Bravo!Wise choice!You're a brilliant guy through and through, Jay, and I'm so proud of you! ]

That voice...that nasty voice was clearly praising Xia Youjie and his "wiseness", but in Xia Youjie's ears, it was full of yin and yang, as if it was slapping him hard on the face slap.

He stopped, with inexplicable anger welling up in his heart.

"Who?! Who are you?!"

Once again, Xia Youjie asked.

But the silent alley was as empty as a silent classroom, and there was no one else but himself.

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

At this moment, countless messy pictures flashed in front of his eyes, including fragments of his own life belonging to ordinary people, which he was familiar with; but other than that, there were more unfamiliar pictures—grotesque and disgusting Monsters, unreasonable terrorist explosions, black curtain-like things falling from the sky, and countless people of all kinds walked past him... In the end, all these swaying figures were frozen in a place that seemed trustworthy and inexplicable. Big white hair on the face.

……

"Any last words?"

"..."

"...In the end, you said something cursing."

"what."

……

Xia Youjie opened his eyes, still not understanding what he saw.

However, he didn't mean to delve into it, it was just the first time he turned around and walked towards the distorted ghost for the first time.

[oh? ] The nameless voice was a little surprised, but also seemed to have a clear smile, [Aren't you going to run away again? ]

"I never ran away."

Xia Youjie still didn't understand whether the voice talking to him was an illusion or real.

But this does not prevent him from clarifying himself.

"There's just one thing I haven't been able to figure out." It's not running away, it's just...thinking.

[Then do you understand now? ]

"No, still not."

[Oh? ]

Xia Youjie walked into that distorted world with a cold face, and stood in front of the distorted monster, his fingers slightly stretched.

Familiar and unfamiliar forces circulate in the body.

It was obviously Xia Youjie's first time facing such a terrifying monster, but he seemed to have seen it countless times. There was no fear in his heart, and there was even no wave on his face. He just clenched his fists and stood before the monster He punched it hard as he rushed over.

One punch KO!

[Since you haven't figured out anything, why are you standing here? ]

Xia Youjie looked down at the fallen monster and sneered.

"Why? Why are there so many reasons? If I have to say it-of course it's because I don't want to listen to your trash talk!"

Hearing that voice, he laughed out loud.

It wasn't irritated as Xia Youjie imagined, and even his tone of voice, which had always been a little bit weird, became normal, like a friend reunited after a long absence.

[That’s right, Jay, always remember this moment and this sentence of yours. ]

[Although I really want to be a confidant sister, telling you that all your choices are meaningful... But I am not such a person, and neither are you. ]

[Jie, man is born for action, just like fire always rises and stones always fall.For man, inaction means that he does not exist*.Go do what you really want to do. ]

·

Afterwards, it seemed to be a matter of course that he was found by the teacher of the high school of conjuration and told about various matters in the conjuration world.

But when asked why he became a conjurer, Xia Youjie was a little dazed.

At this moment, he originally wanted to say something—for example, "the strong have the responsibility to protect the weak", "protect non-magicians and maintain the social form in which the weak survive", and so on.

These are all "correct" after all.

But before he said it, the voice seemed to have a premonition, and laughed out loud.

[……why are you laughing? ]

[It's nothing, but I advise you to be honest.Although some words are righteous and politically correct, you'd better recognize your own heart, rather than confirm your own path with other people's reasoning - a lie is always just a lie, and it cannot last a lifetime, if you take the lie as your own the way, then from the moment the lie ends, your end will come. ]

[......]

Xia Youjie really wanted to refute this guy who always poured poisonous chicken soup on himself.

But he also understands that the other party is not wrong, because although he understands the "righteousness", he also understands that what he really wants is not the "righteousness" like a castle in the air, but something deeper, which he still has for the time being. I didn't want to understand something.

So Xia Youjie was silent for a while, and replied, "I don't know why yet."

"I just did it because I wanted to do it."

Yes, just like when he resolutely left his ordinary and peaceful life, stepped into the twisted world, and punched angrily in front of the first curse spirit.

He is not for any other reason, anyone, or any righteousness.

He's just throwing punches for himself.

[Only by looking directly at yourself and recognizing yourself, can you see the path under your feet clearly, and you will not be distorted by anyone for any reason in the future—either you will be pushed to the throne, or you will fall into the dust. ]

[Welcome, Jay—welcome back to the world. ]