MODERN EMPIRE

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Author's Note: I'm a rookie writer, and I'm aware I'll make mistakes. I'll do my best to create an engaging story.

John Warren's life was a never-ending cycle of work and boredom. As a receptionist at a 2-star hotel, his nights blended together in an endless blur. On this particular midnight shift, he found himself waiting for his coworker, Jack, to arrive so he could finally head home.

To pass the time, John browsed his phone, his mind wandering to his favorite novels. He couldn't help but think, "Why can't I find more stories about territorial lords? I'm bored, and I feel like I'm running out of things to read."

Just then, Jack walked in, apologizing for his tardiness. "Hey, John, sorry I'm late. You can head home now."

John nodded, relieved. "No problem, Jack. Just wanted to let you know that the system is down, and I was waiting for you to tell you that the guest in room 908 switched to room 227. They didn't like being on a high floor or something about being dizzy."

Jack groaned. "Great, just what I need. This trash system is going to be the death of me. I'll call maintenance... again."

John smiled wryly. "I already called them. They said they'd be here an hour ago."

With that, John headed home, eager to escape the monotony of his job. He lived alone in a small apartment, with no family or friends to speak of. His parents had abandoned him at birth, leaving him to grow up in an orphanage. An elderly couple had taken him in, but they passed away during his first year of high school.

The loss had devastated John, sending him into a deep depression. His grades suffered, and he barely graduated. Without a college education, his job prospects were limited, and he felt stuck in a dead-end job.

But John found solace in anime, manga, novels, and fanfiction. He devoured stories, imagining himself as the protagonist, overwhelming and overpowered. He dreamed of being more, of having a purpose beyond his mundane existence.

As he lay in bed, reading a novel on his phone, John's anger boiled over. "Damn those MCs! They have all these powers, but they just hide and live a slow life. What's the point?"

Just then, an ad popped up on his screen: "#What do you wish for??#" John's eyes narrowed. "What kind of ad is this? I've never seen anything like it before."

Despite his skepticism, John's curiosity got the better of him. He clicked on the ad, and a prompt appeared:

"State your wishes:

Wish 1:

Wish 2:

Wish 3:

World Background:

Looks:

John's eyes lit up as he thought about the possibilities. He took a deep breath and began to type:

"Wish 1: I wish for a summoning system that can summon civilians, doctors, politicians, cops, engineers, modern military, and weapons with 100% loyalty through resource consumption.

Wish 2: I wish for a ten-thousand-fold system.

Wish 3: I wish for another summoning system specifically for anime characters.

World Background: A world with the largest space imaginable, like a fantasy world where mana and knights are armies of lords fighting for resources and territorial space.

Looks: Like Sung Jinwoo after his glow-up, but with purple eyes."

John smiled, feeling a thrill of excitement. "This is crazy, but what if...?"

With a sense of trepidation, John pressed the "Confirm" button. Everything went black.

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