’What is this?’
Amon noticed a pink remote on the floor close to the entrance of the dungeon.
It was a strangely ordinary thing to find in a place like this.
Amon couldn’t remember seeing it in anyone’s hands.
He bent down and reached toward it, but his bulging stomach pulled him forward.
"...Fuck me."
His balance disappeared, and before he could grab onto anything, his foot slipped beneath him and his big body began rolling across the stone floor.
He rolled once, then twice, and by the third rotation, he had completely given up on trying to stop himself.
When he finally came to a halt, his face was pressed against the cold floor while the pink remote was still lying several feet away from him.
His embarrassing and theatrical fall hadn’t gone unnoticed by the students around him.
Amon slowly pushed himself upright and dusted off his uniform, trying his best to pretend nothing had happened.
Several students were pointing at him while laughing.
Even girls who normally ignored him had their hands over their mouths, giggling.
"Why don’t you roll back home, you fat pig?"
The voice came from behind him.
Amon turned around and immediately recognized the speaker.
Roderick Valen stood among the students with his arms folded across his chest.
He was a tall boy with neatly combed black hair, sharp features, and an expensive uniform bearing the silver crest of the Valen family.
Roderick wasn’t the strongest student in their year, nor was he particularly intelligent, but his family possessed enough influence that most people had learned not to provoke him.
Though Amon wasn’t really keen on following stupid advice.
He looked down at his own body, then back at Roderick, before letting out a tired sigh.
There wasn’t much he could say about the fat part.
His body was genuinely enormous, and even Amon had to admit that watching him roll across the floor probably looked ridiculous.
But Roderick had been waiting for an opportunity to humiliate him, and Amon wasn’t interested in giving him the satisfaction.
Amon walked over to stand in front of him and grabbed the front of his trousers, shaking it.
"I’ll hurl my cock at you so hard that seven generations of yours will get impregnated."
Roderick’s smug expression disappeared, and several students suddenly lowered their heads so as not to let him see their laughter.
Before either of them could say anything else, their teacher’s voice thundered.
"Everyone, keep quiet!"
Miss Helena stepped forward with a stern expression, her brown hair tied neatly behind her head.
"You are standing at the entrance of an awakening dungeon, so I suggest that you start behaving."
Her voice echoed through the enormous chamber, drawing everyone’s attention toward the dungeon behind her.
The entrance was surrounded by thick black stone that seemed to have been carved out.
Many large mana crystals had been embedded into the walls, creating a blue hue around the place.
Beyond the entrance was a dark passage that disappeared deep into the earth.
This particular dungeon was an awakening dungeon.
Once an ordinary student entered, the enormous concentration of raw mana inside the dungeon would begin interacting with their body.
The mana was far rougher than the refined mana on Earth, and the violent reaction it caused was what awakened a person’s natural abilities.
For some people, it awakened magical affinities; others might get strange abilities.
But regardless of what happened, those who successfully completed the awakening would receive access to the Universal System.
Amon had been waiting for this day for an entire year.
Miss Helena raised her crystal tablet, causing several names to appear above it.
"Your groups have already been assigned, and each group has been given a senior student who will guide you through the awakening area."
She pointed toward the students scattered around the chamber.
"Find your group and stay with your assigned guide until the awakening process is complete."
The students immediately moved around to find their groups.
Amon did the same, although moving through the crowd was considerably more difficult for him.
His body took up so much space that people had to move aside whenever he walked.
It wasn’t his fault, though.
The previous owner of the body had been born with an excessive amount of mana stored deep within his body.
The mana had accumulated there for years without being properly circulated, and the result was a body that had grown far larger than it should have.
Amon hated it.
He still remembered his old body from Earth, which was much more athletic.
’I really was better off before I transmigrated.’
Amon still found it strange whenever he thought about it.
One year ago, he had been living on Earth but was killed when a monkey pushed him off a cliff.
The next thing he knew, he had become Amon Arcadia, a boy with a complicated family in a world where mana, monsters, and dungeons existed.
Unfortunately, being reincarnated into another world hadn’t given him a handsome face or some ridiculously powerful ability.
Instead, it had given him a massive body and an excessive amount of mana that he couldn’t properly control.
’What a pain in the ass life I am living.’
He eventually spotted his group near one of the dungeon pillars.
There were three other students waiting there.
The first was a thin boy with messy black hair and thick glasses who was carrying several books against his chest.
The second was a girl with long brown hair and an irritated expression, and she was currently complaining about something to the boy standing beside her.
The final student was a large boy named Marcus, who happened to be Roderick’s closest friend and had spent most of the year following him around.
Amon’s expression immediately soured when he saw him.
’Of course he’s here too.’
Their guide stood several meters away from the group.
She was a senior student known throughout the academy as the Ice Queen.
She was Seraphina Vale, who earned her nickname because of her extraordinary talent with ice magic and her habit of treating everyone around her coldly.
She had long blue hair that reached her waist and pale blue eyes that seemed almost colorless.
’Damn, she is beautiful.’ Amon stared at her for a moment. ’Maybe the nickname isn’t exaggerated.’
Seraphina looked toward the group. "Group Seven?"
Everyone gathered around her.
Amon hurried over and joined them just as Miss Helena called the group’s name from across the chamber.
"Group Seven, it’s your turn."
Seraphina nodded before turning toward the entrance. "Stay behind me and don’t touch anything."
Amon glanced at the pink remote still in his hand.
He slipped the remote into his pocket and followed the others inside.
The moment Amon crossed the threshold, the air changed.
Something invisible swept across his body.
Raw mana poured through his skin and immediately began forcing its way through his veins.
To him, it felt like thousands of tiny needles moving beneath his flesh.
Amon’s breathing became heavier as his body struggled to contain the sudden influx.
The mana continued entering him, and something clicked inside his mind.
A translucent blue panel appeared directly in front of his eyes.
Amon stared at it while continuing to walk.
[Awakening successful. Congratulations, Amon.]
[Your Universal System has been activated.]
Current access: Restricted.
[Primary Requirement for Full System Access: Marriage.]
Additional Conditions:
1. Find a suitable wife.
2. Propose to her.
3. Three witnesses must be present.
4. Your chosen partner must verbally accept.
’What the fuck?’
Amon read the panel twice, hoping that the words would somehow change.
’Why the fuck is my system restricted!?’
He looked around the dungeon while keeping his expression neutral, trying to determine whether anyone else had received a similar message.
Nobody seemed to be having any problem with their system.
’What the hell is this?’ Amon looked back at the panel.
The Universal System had been described to him countless times during his studies.
Not once had anyone mentioned that marriage was required to unlock it.
Amon slowly looked down at himself.
His massive stomach was still there, his uniform was still dusty from his earlier accident, and his hair probably looked like a bird had built a nest inside it.
He stared at his reflection in one of the polished dungeon stones.
’Where exactly am I supposed to find a wife?’
His frustration reminded him of the strange object inside his pocket as he pulled out the pink remote.
In his frustration, he began to click the button again and again like a maniac.
Suddenly, a strange electronic sound echoed through the dungeon.
Seraphina stopped walking, and the rest of the group nearly bumped into her.
Amon looked up as the Ice Queen turned around.
Her usually emotionless expression had completely disappeared as her pale face had turned slightly red.
"What happened?" the bitchy-looking girl asked. "Why did you stop?"
Amon slowly looked down at the pink remote in his hand.
He clicked the button again, and Seraphina shuddered visibly.
A small smile slowly bloomed on his big face.