Primordial Sin System Chapter 1 1 - The Beginning

In the midst of pouring rain, a handsome youth wept on the rooftop.

The fierce rain and wind howled, and night had fallen.

"Why? Why did this happen to me when I tried my hardest?"

"I gave everything to be a good son to my parents, yet they ignored my efforts."

"I did my utmost to be a devoted partner to my lover, but she cheated anyway."

"It feels like fate is playing cruel games with me."

"I'm no villain, yet all I receive is agony and torment."

"I always force a smile for others, but now it tears me apart."

"Why me?"

His screams echoed as rain soaked him completely.

Alone on that rooftop, he vented all the daily pains and troubles weighing him down.

He was Dave Strongheart, an 18-year-old young man.

True to his surname, he possessed a resilient heart, bearing his grief and worries from family issues.

Picture an 18-year-old striving to fit into a poisonous society, pouring his soul into making uncaring parents proud.

He hailed from an ordinary family with four siblings.

From childhood, his parents showered favoritism on the others, tending to his brothers and sisters while overlooking his craving for family affection.

He couldn't fathom their coldness toward him, yet he honored and cherished them regardless.

Then he encountered his girlfriend, believing he'd found a pillar of support at last.

Their chance meeting happened in a store, where she approached him for help with something.

They grew close, and love blossomed between them.

Her presence filled him with joy; he cherished her as best he could, since she alone seemed to care.

Though together just three months, he caught her with another man—wealthy, driving a fancy car.

Disbelief shattered him, ripping his heart to shreds.

Blinding rage surged, driving him to confront her and thrash the rich guy.

Consequences be damned, fury and betrayal consumed him utterly.

Aware the affluent man would press charges and his parents would scorn him, he skipped home and climbed to a skyscraper's roof.

For all his tough spirit, he remained a mere youth dipping toes into life's harsh realities, utterly alone.

Every endurance has its breaking point; perfection eludes all.

Rain and gales battered on, his tears visible even through the downpour.

With no silver linings in his existence, he yearned to end it all.

Perhaps vanishing would bring joy to his parents and ex.

Gazing skyward, he vowed fiercely.

"Should heaven grant me another shot, I'll seize life unbound, reveling without limits."

"Hahaha, screw fate!"

Leaping from the edge, his form plummeted, and death claimed him.

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"Hey Dave, wake up."

Dave had no clue, but a voice suddenly called his name.

"Dave, get up or you'll miss the first day of school."

Dave's eyes snapped open at the sound, revealing a tall, striking middle-aged man glaring down sternly.

His refined features outshone any model, leaving them envious.

Dave reeled in confusion, certain he'd taken his own life.

Memories flooded: the rooftop plunge into void-blackness.

Staring puzzled at the man, a torrent of foreign memories surged into his mind.

Shock gripped Dave as realization dawned—he'd reincarnated.

This body's prior owner shared his name, Dave, but bore the surname Alexander. Sole heir to Lucas Alexander, the legendary Executioner.

This realm dwarfed Earth, brimming with magic and enigmas.

His father's prestige rivaled the emperor's, who bowed in deference.

Lucas reigned as the Dragon Empire's supreme powerhouse.

Memories unveiled the world's name: Spirit World, spanning four continents, each under an empire's dominion.

Guardians upheld peace in every empire. His father ascended as Dragon Empire's guardian at 30—the youngest in Spirit World annals.

Dragon Empire towered above the rest as the mightiest.

The others: Phoenix Empire, Black Turtle Empire, White Tiger Empire.

Despite his unchallenged might, Lucas Alexander embraced a modest life with family, spoiling his lone son immensely after his wife's death in childbirth.

Though pampered, Dave shunned the typical trash young master trope, earning acclaim as the "Number one rising champion" for his prowess. He crushed peers at his level.

Power tiers: Body Refiner, Master, Grand Master, King, Emperor, Sage, Heavenly Sage.

Sub-levels per tier: Low, Middle, Top, Peak.

Father's might peaked at Heavenly Sage, instilling terror—no soul dared provoke him.

Dave revered his dad, training relentlessly to hit Top-tier Grand Master by 15.

Another moniker: "The Handsome Playboy". Leveraging strength and clout, he swapped lovers daily or weekly on whims.

He coerced none; they flocked eagerly.