Origin ARS 5 Read Online Free PDF

hot or freezing cold. Soon, it no
longer mattered.
     
    [System Notice]
     
    You have died.
     
    You will resurrect in five minutes. Death penalties
will not apply due to your current location.
     
     
     
    Please be more careful with your precious life. I am
lazy and would prefer not to take your soul to meet my sister in
the afterlife. (She has a boyfriend now anyway, but don’t tell her
that I told you.)
     
    ~ Silence, God of the End
     
    [—]
     
    Scott awoke in a dark, lonely, place. It was
not his house on Earth. It was nothing really, just black space
with neither light nor sound. He was barely coherent, but the few
minutes that he spent in that omni-present darkness were distinctly
uncomfortable.
    He awoke again, this time with a start and a
jerk as he bolted upright. He blinked rapidly then felt at his
body.
    “Welcome back.” said Mid in an amused tone of
voice.
    “The hell was that?” he asked.
    Before Mid could say anything a little blue
screen rose up, surprising the man once more. He had seen many of
them in his recent life, but this was something new.
     
    [Achievement Unlocked]
     
    This. Is. ARS.
     
    [—]
     
    There was an image of Scott clutching his
chest, a ridiculous look of terror on his face, positioned below
the apparent achievement. “What the hell is this ?”
    Mid laughed musically. “You gained your first
achievement.”
    “Achievement?”
    “Yes, you died doing something stupid so you
earned the achievement: This. Is. ARS.” said Mid, as though that
really explained anything.
    “This… Are those worth anything?”
    “They’re just fun things that people like to
collect. You only get bragging rights for them.” she said.
    “So, only fun. No stat boosts or anything?”
asked Scott. He was aware of the concept of achievements. A lot of
games had such a system. He just hoped he would get something out
of his first death other than a goofy picture of himself clutching
his chest in terror.
    “That’s why they show up on a menu screen.
They can be turned on or off, though they are still earned
regardless of that fact.”
    Another thought occurred to him then. “I’m
naked?”
    “Oh yes.” said Mid with a mischievous
grin.
    Scott nodded slowly, his thoughts had already
turned to what had happened. “Why did I die?”
    Mid stared at him. “You don’t know?”
    “No, if I did I wouldn’t need to ask that
question.”
    “Ah, that’s right. You spent so much time on
the casual server where everything is done through system
assistance that you never really learned how magic works.” said
Mid. “It’s a common problem.”
    “OK, so what’s the solution to that common
problem?”
    “Time and training. You might also want to
stop charging your mana as high as you did. There is no possible
way that you can hold that much power while trying to cast an
incomplete spell.”
    “I killed myself because I overloaded my body
with mana?” he asked.
    “Yes, you fried your nervous system and your
organs failed. You probably developed a lot of internal burns and
bled profusely to go with it. Go see for yourself.” Mid pointed to
an object nearby and Scott turned to look at it.
    His eyes widened. “Shit, it’s me.”
    “Oh yes, that is the well-cooked corpse that
you left behind. When you are resurrected outside of a holy place,
or a low-quality resurrection spell is used, a new body is
generated in the closest system designated holy place.” said
Mid.
    "Is it really resurrection if I get a new
body?" he asked slowly.
    "What's life without a little arbitrary
whimsy?" she asked lightly. "In order to restore your old body, the
one doing the restoration would have had to use either an extremely
intricate resurrection spell, or multiple lesser spells."
    "Why?" he asked.
    "Dear childe, look at your corpse."
    Scott walked over to the overdone corpse of
his former life. His body was a mass of bruises and cuts, the eyes
were a disturbing ruin, and his fingernails had fallen off for