Lonely life

Jake was at the junkyard again. He looked for leftover food or other useful items, such as communication devices that were still working. For Jake such things were treasures, for others they were just garbage, which is why he often searched the dumped garbage here on the edge of the slums.

It was getting dark so Jake made his way home. Today was a successful day for him. He found a brand new communication bracelet of the latest generation, it was a little scratched, but still better than the old one he had, which made him happy about his new communicator.

Just as he was about to turn into the last street in front of his apartment, two people appeared behind him. One was a small, middle-aged fat man who was completely filthy and only wore an old T-shirt and a pair of shorts. The other man was a bit taller and had better clothes, at least none that were dirty. When they saw Jake, they looked directly at his freshly acquired prey.

"Hey Jake my boy stop!" Shouted the fat man.

When Jake spotted the two men behind him, he was immediately alarmed. What are the two of them doing here? He thought to himself.

When the other man said, "You have nice things there, come here and we'll buy them for a fair price." Everyone knew that nobody would buy these things and so Jake decided to run away from them.

He turned and started sprinting towards his apartment.

"Hey stop! Hey Jake! " Shouted the fat man.

Jake ran as fast as he could and when he looked around he could only see the fat man who had a hard time walking behind him. Jake was almost in his apartment when he could finally calm down.

"Phew luckily I wasn't caught today, otherwise the bastards would beat me up again." Jake breathed out in relief.

And when he was about to close his door, it was stopped by a foot.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that!"

When Jake heard the voice of the man behind him, he jumped in shock and tried to get away from him quickly. However, the man just grabbed Jake by the collar and rammed him against a closet on the wall. Jake winced in pain. He felt like his ribs were broken.

Instead of just taking Jake's things the man kept picking him up with one hand and with the other he slapped Jake in the face while shouting at him "You shouldn't run away again, otherwise I won't just beat you up, but send you to your parents."

However, Jake cared little. He preferred to look for a way out, even if he was always on the verge of losing consciousness from the pain. Blow after blow rattled on his face and now completely deformed it. Jake's teeth follow in a high arc and his face was already beginning to swell.

When Jake suddenly started screaming and kicking the closet behind him and the man's shin. The man was so surprised by the kick and the pain that followed that he let go of Jake and stumbled back a step. When Jake ran up to the man despite the pain and tried to throw him to the ground, the man suddenly looked up and grabbed Jake and before he wanted to stab him with the knife he had just pulled out of a pocket, he suddenly stopped.

When Jake wondered what was suddenly going on, the man let the knife he was holding in his hand fall to the floor with a loud clang. When the boy looked into the face of the man in front of him, he could only see a frozen stare and terrible looking face.

Jake took a step back and at that very moment the man fell to the floor with a thud, where Jake was standing. Jake was confused at first, but when he saw all the blood that was flowing from the back of the man's head, some things became clear to him.

Something hit him, Jake thought. However, when he looked more closely, he could see that a small black cube was stuck in the man's head. Jake reached out and pulled the die out of the man's bleeding head. I didn't know that I owned such a cube, he thought to himself. Since the cube was covered in blood, Jake decided to wash it in the bathroom.

When he washed the cube in the bathroom, he could see his reflection in the mirror. He had blood-smeared, slightly curly black hair, a completely bloody and swollen deformed face and his yellow eyes seemed lifeless. His clothing was also soaked in blood, making it useless to him.

When he finally finished washing the cube, he suddenly felt the pain coming from his ribs and his face.

The pain was unbearable and he sat down on the floor, still clutching the cube in his hand.

And when it was impossible for Jake to endure the pain and he slowly lost his consciousness and he only heard these strange words in his head:

[The system of the gods was unlocked]

[Host is checked]

[Genes recorded]

[Terrible appearance captured]

[The system provides the host with a free upgrade]

[Perform upgrade?]

[Yes/No]

...

[Please answer the question]

...

[No answer is also an answer]

[The upgrade is in progress]

[progress:]

12%

30%

43%

60%

71%

78%

87%

95%

99%

100%

[The upgrade was performed]

[Transfer carried out]