Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? Chapter 2 Exorcist!

Exorcist?

Dorian's eyebrow lifted in silent contemplation. Interesting.

'So, you're a system tasked with purifying this world?'

[That is correct, host. However, unlike your previous world where individuals possessed some understanding of exorcism, this realm is completely ignorant.]

'And I'm meant to rectify this situation?'

[Indeed, host.]

'But why me?'

[Because the heavens are granting you the opportunity to become a hero. Everyone aspires to be a hero, and thus, you will be pleased to bring justice to the world.] The robotic voice declared.

Dorian let out a playful chuckle. 'It seems you might have mistakenly chosen the wrong host. Who stated that I desired to be a hero?'

[...

Rechecking... Recalculating... Error! Error! Error! Error!

The wrong host has been identified.

Rechecking parameters... Error! Error! Error!

An unpredictable host has been identified.

An impossible host has been identified.]

Dorian's laughter echoed the system's bewildered pronouncements as he gazed out the window. He was, after all, no ordinary individual. Even the heavens acknowledged this peculiarity. If his suspicions were correct, this system had inadvertently caused his demise and transported him to this world, mistaking him for someone else. Furthermore, he surmised that the system would be unable to eliminate him and replace him with another. This was likely due to the nature of the entities he was expected to exorcise. Consequently, the system was now bound to him. While it possessed the means to inflict immense suffering upon him if he refused to cooperate, Dorian, being no ordinary person, recognized that outwitting the system would be a simple feat. Therefore, he didn't anticipate enduring significant hardship. He understood why the system had made such a mistake; ever since his youth, various Taoist masters had remarked on his potent soul force, a power that would incite envy in many practitioners. Perhaps this explained his natural affinity for the supernatural. Even if the system threatened him with dire consequences, he knew intrinsically that his rudimentary knowledge of spells would see him through. Heh. No wonder the heavens deemed him unpredictable and impossible. In essence, he held the advantage in any dealings with the system. However, the nature of the threat he faced remained a mystery. Dorian suspected it was far beyond his current capabilities. Despite the charming smile gracing his features, a grim expression lay beneath. This world was deeply corrupted, exponentially more so than his previous one. How fascinating...

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'System 0001, would you kindly elaborate on the full circumstances of this situation? If your explanation impresses me, I shall consider the role of an exorcist. Pray tell, what is it?'

[Certainly. For you, the heavens have granted this allowance.]

Dorian smiled. They understood him perfectly.

[To begin, host, you must comprehend the existence of the Heavenly Plane, the Underworld, and the Mortal Planes. The Creator has established laws to maintain equilibrium. Creatures from the underworld perpetually seek egress, infiltrating various mortal worlds. Correspondingly, mortals capable of repelling them, such as Taoists and other exorcists, have always existed. The methods of exorcism employed in these realms were disseminated by angels eons ago. Consequently, these worlds have consistently resisted, expelling malevolent forces and emerging victorious.]

'But it seems your celestial hierarchy has overlooked certain regions, correct?'

[Affirmative, host. Some regions have been neglected, enabling denizens of the underworld to infiltrate and persist in this world, inflicting considerable harm. Angels cannot approach the underworld closely, nor can those from the underworld approach the heavenly planes due to our opposing innate powers. Therefore, we lack precise knowledge of their schemes, but we are aware that they are orchestrating something significant that requires intervention. This is why numerous systems have been dispatched to these worlds to eradicate the evil and restore peace and harmony.]

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Absorbing the system's narrative, Dorian gleaned crucial insights. Firstly, angels were incapable of direct intervention. They relayed information to humans and then departed, seemingly bound by a rule that restricted their actions within these worlds. Conversely, entities from the underworld could operate freely in the human realm. To Dorian, this presented a distinct disadvantage for the angels. How they consistently triumphed over the underworld's forces remained perplexing. Perhaps it was due to the Creator's backing? Speaking of the Creator, that entity must be perpetually occupied, perhaps even on an extended hiatus. After all, the mortal plane undoubtedly comprises billions, trillions, gazillions, and an infinite number more planets, with the Creator possibly engaged in the creation of even more.

Such an individual was undoubtedly swamped with tasks, entrusting all matters to angels and other celestial beings.

In his prior existence, the most lucrative and prestigious profession was that of an exorcist.

Numerous academies catering to the highest echelons of nobility featured exorcism as a primary course of study.

Naturally, not everyone possessed the aptitude to become an exorcist; a certain level of power was a prerequisite for admission into these esteemed institutions.

As for whether he, Dorian, had indeed enrolled in such a school during his past life... Heh... that remained an enigma, a mystery no one could definitively confirm or refute.

His history was forever destined to be shrouded in mystery for many.

Ultimately, his former planet, Zenock, was fully cognizant of the supernatural realm's existence... or so it should have been.

However, the inhabitants of his current world were completely oblivious, genuinely believing that specters and phantoms were mere fabrications of folklore.

They even produced horror films depicting such phenomena, yet held no genuine belief in them.

Their unwavering conviction that all phenomena could be dissected and explained through the lens of science struck him as peculiar.

It was as though some force was deliberately negating any creed or veracity concerning the paranormal.

Yet, this planet, known as Blue Star, emanated the most intense and foreboding aura he had ever encountered.

Curious...

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As the system narrated, Dorian disrobed and calmly submerged himself into the steaming waters of his bathroom's hot tub.

[Host, do you accept?]

Dorian, who had remained silent with his head resting against the tub's edge, lazily fluttered his eyes open and flashed a wide grin: 'It sounds intriguing, why not?'

[Excellent, Host. Due to the Host's unpredictable nature, the heavens have decreed the formation of a cosmic pact with you.]

~Ding.

[Cosmic Bond successfully established.

The Host is now officially recognized as a Heavenly Exorcist!]