In one room at night in the slums of the Helialin shelter.
"AHHHH HAAAAA AAHH"
Making unintelligent sound, the teen was writhing all over th floor. He just arrived from his part time work to support himself. Ren suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs.
The pain was tormenting to the bone and he tried to shut himself up by biting into a piece of cloth and try to recover his bearings but the pain was not just physical pain but a pain that came from the very soul.
He was tormented for half an hour and the pain slowly receded to the back of his consciousness. Lying there for a few minutes, he the sat straight and support his body with the wall.
Raising his hands and moving it to confirm that it was his own, he remembered the memories that happened more than 16 years ago. He was currently just gonna be officially 16 at midnight so memories from more than 16 years ago should be pretty much impossible but the memories were clearly vivid in his mind.
The thoughts he had and the feelings that he felt was clear. He shook his head and tried to make sense of the events that just happened.
"Reincarnation? Does souls really exist? Some of the questions that would be impossible to answer at earth was simply answered by the events that happened here."
He stood up and looked at the mirror to his current body. His hair was was black and his skin in pale white with eyes that looked like ruby. His physique is thin and he looked like someone who only ate one meat a day whic true though.
He walked by the window and looked outside his little room and saw a city covered by a dome structured glass outside that looked fragile but this fragile glass was the only thing that was protecting them from the world predators that had attacked them 50 years ago.
He familiarized with the two sets of memories on his consciousness and opened his eyes and looked at the clock and saw that it was already 9:00 pm.
"Oh Cr*p, 3 hours, I only have three hours to turn my life around."
He sat down right at the spot and muttered back to back a random set of syllables and tried to make an image in his mind.
What he was doing was Kikram cultivation, a set of mantra that would make the creation of nonentity possible. It was because of this that the world was still able to survive with what it has now to fight for another day.
He began thinking of what kind of nonentity he would form. As a man of culture from earth, there is one thing he has compared to the citizens of this world. The power of imagination.
Compared to this world, the men of earth has a more creative imagination compared to the warriors of this world. Furthermore, Ren was not just an ordinary man but a man of culture, an Otaku.
Since the world predators want to take our genes to evolve, why don't we play at their own game. With a plan in his mind, Ren closed his eyes once more and tried to form the nonentity of his own imagination.
"With this and that... And a little bit of tit and tat.. Hehe~ watch as a man of culture conquer this dumb b*tches from outer space."
Abilities, rules to follow and restrictions on his ability to make it stronger, tricks, loopholes and synergy effects. He shaped all of the to the best of his abilities.
The image got more and more recognizable and ba~m, like a barricade that was broken and was infiltrated, the barricade that blocked the flow of the Kikram energy in his body was destroyed and the energy entered into his own Kikram space.
The energy was sparse and it started to gather and form into the image of his own creation, the invisible energy gathered and formed a slightly transparent gas that was forming a nonentity that has gaps in it's body with no features on his face.
No eye, nose, mouth, eyebrows and features and looked like a noppera-bo yokai(a Japanese yokai that has no face) nonentity was formed.