Author_fredah

'Kill monsters, eat meat'

'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.'

'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.'

She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. 

-the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. 

Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. 

Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. 

Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken.

For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls.

A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal--

That was her liberation.

And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly.

Awakened!

Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings.

And those awakened call the shots.

Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do.

He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain.

It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to.

She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha.

But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right?

Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit.

And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly.

Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on.

The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain.

Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created.

'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat!

The art style, the gentle strokes that curved and crafted her image to perfection, the feelings... Alice did not know anything about art but just stared at how beautifully she had been drawn and the story that followed it, the amazing story that he captured out of his own imagination... She could feel something from them.

Thus, she felt appreciation beyond measure.

Before all this happened, before she got dragged into the red gate's mess, taken as a prisoner, and then entered a dungeon to save the world which was definitely not on the list of things she saw herself doing anytime in life- Her bucket list needed to be rewritten, she supposed - she was a nobody.

Beautiful? Pretty? She hadn't heard those words said to her before. No one had looked at her little scrawny figure or her frowny cold face and said, 'Hey, you're really pretty.' Not that she needed to hear it, but... Hearing it did make her feel great.

Does this mean I care for my physical appearance?