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Chapter 4 - SYSTEM AWAKENS

Ebraham's eyes snapped open, his gasp echoing off unfamiliar stone walls. No longer sprawled in blood-soaked dirt amid Indian ruins, he lay on silk sheets in a vast chamber, sunlight streaming through arched windows carved with serpentine dragons. His body felt... wrong. Lighter. Stronger. He bolted upright, staring at hands smoother than he remembered—hands from decades ago, unscarred by years of fieldwork, muscles rippling with unnatural vitality beneath taut skin.A sharp ding pierced the silence, like crystal shattering in his mind. Before him shimmered a translucent blue screen, holographic letters glowing against the air:Name: Ebraham Thomas Emmanuval

Str: 10

Sta: 10

Dex: 18

Int: 50

Mana: 0

Internal Energy: 0

Aura: 0

Title: Successor of the Kalabhra EmpireBewilderment crashed over him. "What... is this?" he muttered, waving a hand through the interface—it rippled like water but held firm. Stats? Like those overpowered protagonists in the web novels he'd devoured during long digs? High Intelligence, low everything else... a starter build? His pulse raced as fragmented explanations coalesced: the emperor's gift, not just restoration but evolution. The empire's legacy digitized into a system, awakening only for its true heir.Time travel? No—too real, too selective. To prove it, he stumbled to the towering window, flinging open carved mahogany shutters. Below sprawled the misty peaks of the Huangshan mountains, his aristocratic castle in rural China perched on a cliffside estate he'd bought years ago for solitude. Same fog-shrouded pagodas, same koi ponds glinting in the dawn—present day, November 2025. Yet his reflection in the glass showed a man in his prime, eyes sharper, sigil faintly pulsing over his heart�.Grinning despite the surreal dread, Ebraham flexed his fingers, feeling power coil within. The terrorists, the betrayal—they were distant echoes now. This system was his edge, the Kalabhra's resurrection encoded in code. "Game on," he whispered, the screen flickering in response. The hunt for lost relics had just gone litRPG.�

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