Reality Quest: Threshold System

What to expect:

System Shenanigan and Quest 

Fighting

Smut - Maybe...

And, that's it.

Also. I write mostly for fun, so the quality might be lackluster and the update will be inconsistent. So, don't expect me of a quality work and schedule. This is for fun and practice.

Enough yapping...

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"Damn," Looking at my screen, now out of my reading mode, the next-chap button is gray, "147 chapters, and it ended at the most interesting part."

Well, as interesting are the fights in *Reality Quest.* The series has been a personal favorite of mine. It fits all my boxes, and it satisfies it. From the art and the fights, this Manhwa is pretty great. Dowan is an okay main-character, his naivety isn't really a problem for me. Certainly better than a walking edgefest like most main characters in webtoons. The only infuriating thing about him is how deal with women. 

Never have I read a more dense mc, he can almost rival Shirou – and I'm pretty sure that guy is just pretending to be dense. I couldn't say the same about Dowan, the kid is literally presented with a move more obvious than the Fool's mate. Siyeon I could understand, but Jinseo? Come one bro up your game, the prize is literally finishing all the levels for you.

But, that's a nitpick, I didn't follow the series for the romance and the "plot." I came for the action and battles, and the series delivered a 3-star meal! Does it come close to Lookism? Hell nah, but it scratches the itch, that's all that matters really.

"The mystery too," I mumbled, staring at the slow ceiling-fan, "It's the aspect that leverages it higher than Quest Supremacy for me."

Dowan's father, Jin-Oh. And his relation with the bully council, it's all fine-addition to a solid manhwa.

I smiled.

"If only I had a time-machine, so I could go to the future and read all the chapters."

Well, patience is a rewarding friend, so, next week it is.

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My eyes closed, and darkness gradually locked it away. My mind and body feel the embrace of sleep. I have a long day tomorrow…

Need to buy a gift for my lil' sis…

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[Congratulations you have died!] 

[Across 9 billion possible candidates, the arrow falls into you! Giving you a literal once in a life-time opportunity!]

Why is it so loud? People are trying to sleep here! Is my upstairs at it again? Those folks really need to set their problem straight!

[Selecting a world by the chosen Canditate's memory!.... 1%... 90%... 100%! World number *57* labeled *Reality Quest!*]

"Shut.. up…"

[Assigning Special Quirk for the Canditie!... ROB@!# Has chosen *THRESHOLD SYSTEM!* ]

"What is it talking about… the hell you mean?"

[Preparing Candidate transmigration to a similar entity]

[10%

50%

… 100%! 

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Enjoy your new life!!!]

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I was woken up by the sound of a ringing school bell.

Looking around, I could feel the cold sweat rolling down my forehead. Something strange, and upheaving happened. Something bigger than myself.

"W-where am I?"

The sight of a classroom immediately reminds me of my own memories of bygone days. Keyword, bygone days. I'm not a high-schooler anymore, being a third-year in college, ergo a fucking 21-year old. What is a grown-ass man doing in a place for highschoolers?

My heartbeat feels heavy on my chest, I don't know if my asthma is acting up. Continuing to look, I now noticed the students wearing a… familiar school-uniform. Which is strange. I never saw one like it throughout my life.

"What the hell just happe-"

"Sup, Si-woo! How's the weekend, bro?" A voice called out to me. Turning around, I'm greeted by the smiling face of a chubby student – who is wearing the same uniform as everyone.

Whose this? And Si-woo… that's not my name. My name is Eli…

"Eli, Eli, Eli, "I repeated my own name, noticing the strange feeling it gives to my mouth once I say it. The chubby student looked at me strangely, and asked.

"Dude, you fine? What's up with the.. You know-" I stopped him, as I felt a tingle inside my brain.

Looking at him, and pausing for 2 seconds, the chubby guy sweated.

"Seriously dude, the hell's up-"

"Beom Seok," His eyebrow raised, "Your name is Beom Seok."

"Co…rrect?" The dude, Beom Seok, "Man, what the fuck. The fuck going on with you today?!"

What the fuck indeed… Why do I know his name, and why do I say it with such familiarity? As if I've known him for a considerable time.

"Nothing, just waking up. Making sure I don't forget the name of a buddy."

"Oh, " He snorted, ruffling his dyed hair, "So, you're just messing with me?"

Buddy? I don't have a Korean friend, no lest a high-schooler. And my name is Eli- Si-woo… what the fuck. This shit is making my head hurt.

[Greetings!]

Now what?

[My name is not important, for I'm here as a mere envoy. The moment this message exhausts its lifespan, my voice will cease and no follow conversation will occur. Again, it is a pleasure to meet the Lucky Candidate chosen by the divine lottery. As you're not aware yet, you have died, the cause being the ceiling of your bedroom collapsing while you slept. Now you're in a new world, one that you might find familiar. So, I'll not explain it, the pieces are already in set…]

[What I'm here for is to tell you "Chosen Perk." As you didn't comprehend the words of the World-Voice due to being dead, I'll be the one to explain it to you. Your special ability is "Threshold System" , a unit designed to hop between chosen dimensions.]

[The dimensions will be random, but chosen by the system based on difficulty. As you are right now, a high-schooler with a scrawny build, the System might select a world best suited for your current capabilities. However, you could change the difficulty of the selection process. With the use of a specialized key, you would create a guaranteed world-Level. From Easy, Normal, Hard, and Nightmerish. If you're feeling ballsy~ aside from that, all selection will adapt at the current you. So, right now, all thresholds would be of level 1-10 or Easy to Normal. The rewards are based on the difficulty of course, the best and rarest are in the dangerous difficulty, and the lackluster is in easier levels.]

[Annnnd, that's basically, boyo! This message will now self-destruct in 3, 2, 1, KABOOM!]

Nothing happened, the screen just disappeared.

And, "What the fuck!" I muttered loudly.

"Hmm?" Beom Seok hummed in confusion.

"Nothing," I bit my lip.

"You're really strange today, dude. Are you sure you didn't do anything wrong?"

"Nah," followed by a reply from him, "If you say so."

We're getting close to the cafeteria. Along the way I bumped into almost everybody, as I was too focused on the so-called "Open System."

[Threshold System

Quest: N/A

Keys^

Normal Keys - N/A

Special Keys - N/A

System Credits - 0]

What the fuck is going on?.... Not only did I wake up here, in a high-school. A fucking game-system, that outright came out from a generic Webtoon, said to me that I died because of my roof collapsing into me. You know not of my confusion right now, the question so many it will take hours to get out. LIke what the fuck happened, that's a classic, and what the fuck is going on, another classic.

Sike nah, the most important question is whether my sister is okay. I hope so. I know my tone may sound nonchalant, but the words of the envoy relaxed me a bit. My bedroom ceiling is the one that collapsed, so I held on to the hope that it's the only part of my apartment that got destroyed. And, that brat is on the living room, so I hope – I really fucking do – that she's aight. 

"Yo, Dowan is at it again!' Beom suddenly spoke, pointing inside the window of a classroom.

My vision froze. A lone bowl-cut boy, with tripods everywhere, sat in front of many phones. The boy looked fazed, and terrified looking around like he had seen a ghost. Don't blame him, because I'm feeling the same way.

Why am I looking at the protagonist of Reality Quest right now? A fictional work about a high-school loser suddenly getting the power of a game, is in front of me. And, I'm living inside right now – right inside it. Is this what the Envoy meant? I do remember him saying the name of the designated world, does this mean the multiverse exists. I mean it sure is like it, my System is based around it.

"Seriously, this addict. " Beom Seok opened the window, and shouted, "Hey, loser! Go eat bruh, you gonna starve skipping out on launch-"

I grabbed him by the shoulder, cutting him off. If this is really the world of my favourite manhwa, then interacting with the main character could pose a detriment. What I mean by this is derailing the plot, and at this stage? Literally the start of the story. Every mistake could lead to new, uncertain, things. And, with the story having an aspect of mystery, those mistakes could prove disastrous.

I looked at Dowan beyond Beom's face, he looked at me like he'd seen me before. The time-regression must've already occurred, this means the system is already at his possession.

"Leave him be, " I said, my face stoic, "If he doesn't want to eat, let him. Just mind our own business, Beom."

"..." The chubby bud stares at me for a moment, before sighing, " Yeah. Let's get something to eat already. "

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