[Beep! Mental fluctuations detected in carbon-based organism! Identifying species... confirmed. Species: Human. Genetic code locked... success!]
[Soul strength evaluation initiated! Minimum adaptation standard met. Beginning system implantation!]
[Implantation complete! System submodules rebooted successfully. Preparing for dimensional shift!]
[Recording initial coordinates: Dimension A5802, Universe Z193, Milky Way Galaxy, Orion Arm, Solar System, third planet—carbon-based life confirmed. Jump coordinates locked... complete!]
[Dimensional travel begins!]
...
Labyrinth City Orario.
Outside the headquarters of the Loki Familia, a slim and frail-looking young man was leaning against the corner of an alley wall. His hair was an uncommon jet-black, and his clothing didn't match Orario's popular styles. Tight, inflexible black fabric clung to his body, making him look like someone not suited for movement.
Despite clearly being out of place, none of the passersby stopped to check on him. At most, someone gave him a curious glance from afar. This was Loki Familia's turf, and no one wanted trouble.
In a city where over 90% of people spent their days battling monsters in the Dungeon to survive, no one had the energy to mind a stranger's business. If they had any spare time, adventurers who lived on the edge preferred to relax at the red-light district or enjoy a feast at a favorite tavern. Compared to pleasure, no one wanted to waste time on someone irrelevant.
Day passed quickly. As the street emptied, the man still lay motionless in the damp, dark corner. Except for the gentle rise and fall of his chest, he looked like a corpse.
A cough suddenly escaped his mouth.
As night deepened, his breathing grew stronger. The sudden sound startled a few rats feeding near him. The next moment, he opened his eyes.
They were pitch-black, matching his hair.
"So this... is hell?"
He stared silently at the star-filled sky above, feeling the cold and rough ground beneath him. His expression was frozen.
"There really is a hell..."
He wasn't surprised or confused about his situation, nor did he rush to stand. He clearly remembered what had happened.
Takashina Kai, 23, had graduated a year ago. A few days earlier, under his family's pressure, he had gone on a blind date—and failed.
The girl was decent-looking, also a recent graduate, working an average job. Both families wanted them to marry and have children.
On paper, Kai had a good chance. He wasn't handsome, but not ugly either. Average face, decent income, stable background. If nothing went wrong, he could've gone to the marriage office with her within half a year.
But things went wrong.
Kai was still into his high school hobby—anime. A hardcore otaku.
During the date, while the girl casually asked about his love life, a motorcycle passed by outside playing a song from an anime. Kai instinctively hummed along.
The girl asked what song it was, and Kai ended up spending the rest of the date passionately explaining anime culture. When they left the café, he was glowing with happiness.
The girl, on the other hand, looked completely drained. Her smile barely held together.
That blind date, which should have been a sure success, collapsed completely.
Kai didn't care. He wasn't in a rush to marry, and he didn't feel anything for her. She wasn't into anime either. What kind of relationship or marriage could come from that?
But that was only his view. His parents didn't agree.
They believed his obsession with anime, games, and novels ruined him. If they had known earlier, they would never have let him get into otaku culture.
Now they could only vent their frustration, hoping he'd "come to his senses" and "turn his life around."
To escape the nagging, Kai rented a private room in a net café near his workplace. He worked during the day and lived there at night, planning to wait a few days before returning home.
He never expected that choice to cost him his life.
Because of poor maintenance, the café's circuits sparked a fire. Most people escaped safely—except Kai, who was asleep in his suit in a private room. When he woke up, the fire was out of control, and he died from smoke inhalation.
"Dio , you owe me a life. When you come down here one day, I'm not letting you off easy…"
Remembering the pain of death, Kai narrowed his eyes, thinking about the net café owner and how to get revenge.
But suddenly, a mechanical female voice exploded in his mind.
[Beep! Host's mental activity detected. Beginning data transmission!]
"Who?! Who's there…"
Startled, Kai pushed himself up. But before he could rise, a surge of information flooded into his brain, knocking him back down.
[Death... Inheritance... Transmigration... Class System... Orario... Dungeon...]
It took a long time for Kai to recover. Holding his head, he slowly stood and walked out of the alley.
What he saw were large buildings in medieval fantasy style. The nearest was a brightly lit mansion, with foreign writing on its signboard.
Staring at everything in front of him, Kai felt like he was dreaming. Even accepting his own death hadn't hit him as hard as this.
"So I'm still alive?"
[Life signs stable. Health condition: sub-optimal. Please consume food promptly to maintain normal functions.]
The voice echoed again in his head.
This time, Kai wasn't as panicked. He spoke softly. "System?"
[Ding!]
A light-blue screen appeared in front of him, showing a humanoid shadow and lines of text.
Name: Takashina Kai
Race: Human
Age: 23
Height: 176 cm
Weight: 64 kg
Spirit: 8 (10)
Strength: 6 (10)
Agility: 7 (10)
Endurance: 8 (10)
Constitution: 10 (10)
Class Inheritance: None
Energy: 215.02 / 1,000,000
Kai's body trembled as he stared at the screen.
"I really transmigrated..."
And with a system too.
Actually, it was the system that brought him here. Even his body had been remade.
The system's name was "Class Inheritance System." Its origin was unknown—even it had no record of where it came from. Its purpose: to cultivate a successor who could inherit and preserve powerful classes across the multiverse.
As the system's host, Kai needed to train these inheritances and complete trial missions to unlock new ones.
To enhance his combat potential, the system also had a dimension-hopping module—in other words, targeted transmigration.
With enough energy, he could travel to any anime world: Date A Live, Fate,Tsukihime, Black Lagoon…
For a hardcore otaku, nothing was more exciting than entering an anime world.
Actually, there was: being able to enter more than one.
He could transmigrate again and again. What could be better?
The world he was in now was Danmachi.
While recalling details of the anime, Kai summoned the system again and opened the inventory. According to the earlier transmission, he should have a starter gift.
A beginner pack? How cliché.
Though it felt a bit cheap, he didn't hesitate. Seeing the purple box in the inventory, he activated it mentally.
[Ding! Beginner pack activated!]
[Congratulations, host has gained passive skill: Language Proficiency Lv.3 (5)]
[Congratulations, host has received stat boosts: Spirit +2, Strength +4, Agility +3, Endurance +2, Constitution +0]
[Congratulations, host has unlocked one class inheritance draw. Begin random selection?]
Warm energy surged through his limbs, then spread through his whole body. A strange, tingling comfort followed.
After two rounds of this internal warmth, it faded. What replaced it was an overwhelming sense of power.
"Incredible…"
He looked at his hands. Ten pale fingers closed into fists. His strength had increased.
All five base stats had reached 10—the human limit. Beyond that was another life form entirely.
He moved a few steps and punched the air a few times before calming down. Looking again at the mansion's sign, the strange writing was now as familiar as his native language.
[Language Proficiency Lv.3: Grants natural understanding and affinity for languages. Enables fluent reading and writing of any known text. Increases resistance to language-based attacks. Boosts damage when using language-based skills.]
For someone who had only known Chinese and English, this was a powerful skill. But when Kai read the words on the sign, his smile froze.
Loki Familia.
One of the dominant factions in Orario. Home of the strongest female swordsman Ais Wallenstein. Its main members were all around Level 5–6, strong enough to hunt monsters from the lower levels of the Dungeon. Stronger than monsters themselves.
What worried Kai more was their deity.
Loki, an ancient god who had sealed most of her divine powers, was still terrifying. If she noticed his otherworldly status...
She wouldn't show mercy.
His grin vanished. The excitement faded like ice water poured on his head. Without hesitation, Kai turned toward the darker streets.
Wherever there was less light, there were fewer people. Or they were just too poor to afford lighting. These people hadn't joined any Familia and couldn't enter the Dungeon. They survived through low-paying jobs.
In the areas where the poor lived, no Familia would take notice. Without Familias, there was no need to worry about encountering deities.
With his body pushed to the limit of human capacity, Takashina Kai walked quickly and soon left the brightly lit Loki Familia far behind. The surroundings gradually became shrouded in darkness.
Slowing his pace, Takashina Kai examined the rundown, dilapidated homes as he walked, thinking.
Although the system hadn't forced him to complete any tasks yet, it was inevitable that he would eventually face the so-called trial missions. Since they were called "trials," they wouldn't be easy—and in the worst-case scenario, he might even die from one. So the most pressing matter now was to grow stronger, as fast as possible, to ensure his survival when the time came.
Besides relying on the system's inheritance, being in the labyrinth city of Orario gave him another clear option:
Join a Familia, receive a god's [Blessing], then enter the Dungeon to slay monsters and earn [Excelia] to grow stronger quickly!
But whether he wanted to join a Familia or obtain a [Blessing], the prerequisite was contact with a deity. That gave Takashina Kai pause. In anime, the gods looked harmless—some even silly or gullible—but they were true gods who had lived for millions of years. They were surely not as simple as they seemed in fiction.
The one exception, and the reason Takashina Kai was even considering this, was the oddball among the heavenly gods—Hestia.
He didn't have any delusional fantasies about her. He was interested because he knew her critical weakness—the only member of the Hestia Familia, the white-haired brat Bell Cranel.
Maybe it was because of his overpowering protagonist aura, but this goddess, who had been single for millions of years in the heavens, fell hopelessly in love with Bell the moment she descended. And Bell, a naive and innocent teen, had no clue what to do about it. Enviable… but it also gave Kai a window of opportunity.
Unlike ancient gods, people were more susceptible to persuasion—especially "protagonists" like Bell, who could easily be swayed by sweet talk.
If Hestia didn't notice anything unusual about him, great. But if she did, Kai could use Bell to restrain her, preventing himself from being too passive.
Next step—find the loli virgin goddess with twin tails.
In the dark, Takashina Kai's eyes gleamed as he laid out his plan. Then, he quietly activated the system.
He'd received a random class inheritance from the newbie gift pack. Now was the perfect time to use it—it would help bolster his upcoming plans.
"System, initiate random inheritance draw."
[Class Inheritance Random Draw Starting!]
As the system's cold mechanical voice echoed, a golden roulette wheel appeared in the interface and began spinning rapidly.
Kai stared intently at the spinning wheel, anticipation rising.
What job would his first inheritance be?
The wheel soon slowed, and the golden pointer stopped at a pair of single-handed swords—one black, one blue.
Seeing the familiar icon, Takashina Kai's breath caught.
No way…
[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained the Black Swordsman Class Inheritance. Exclusive Skill Tree Unlocked!]