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While still wondering what to make of this, the blank screen changed and displayed two golden dice.

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**The dice will be rolled to determine how good of a start you will get in your new life. The higher the number, the better the start.**

**Rolling dice now.**

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Although he couldn\'t express panic in his current state, he certainly felt it upon reading those words. \'Wait, wait, wait!\' he thought, but it was useless as the dice proceeded to roll themselves right in front of him.

\'Come on, come on, come on. Even a six will do.\' Having no control over it, all he could do was hope for a reasonable number. Soon, his prayers seemed to be answered as the collective number shown was 10.

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**Congratulations, you have rolled a 10. Calculating your variables in the new world.**

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The system prompt now showed a loading screen of some sort with a human silhouette at the center. \'Does that mean it\'s making me a body?\' the man wondered, but before he could get an accurate answer, the system prompt changed.

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**Calculations complete.**

**New life variables set.**

**Ideal world chosen.**

**Beginning reincarnation procedure.**

**Keep calm or risk accidental disintegration.**

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\'I beg your pardon?\' the man thought, feeling concerned all over again. However, before he could think more on the situation, the darkness that enveloped him was replaced by a bright white light so intense that he could see nothing. Along with the white light came a strange ringing noise from all sides.

Eventually, the sound receded. This prompted the man to try and open his eyes as he could now vaguely feel his body. *Argh* He groaned, but the fact that he could even let out a noise brought him a minor feeling of relief.

As his eyes opened, he could make out the rather blurry surroundings around him and hear other voices and some metallic banging, though he couldn\'t yet see the source.

Once everything became clear, his eyes widened in surprise. \'What the...?\' the man trailed off as he moved his head left, right, then up, unable to make sense of where he was.

He seemed to be in a square-shaped metallic room that was extremely basic in nature.

\'Where the hell am I?\' he muttered out loud as he struggled to his feet, first taking a moment to look at his hands, noticing that his skin tone had changed and that he was now wearing clean, all-white clothes.

\'An insane asylum?\' he wondered before turning his head to one of the room\'s corners, where he could see an equally plain metallic bed with a single blanket and a toilet and sink set next to it. \'A prison?\' he wondered again as he slowly began to make his way over toward the sink, wanting to see himself in the mirror.

As he was walking there, he couldn\'t stop looking at himself in the attire he was wearing. The extremely plain clothes, along with the room, gave him a bad feeling about his circumstances.

Upon arriving at the sink, he looked at himself in the mirror and was immediately surprised by what he saw. His former face was gone, replaced by one that was completely unfamiliar. He brought his hands to his face, pinched his cheeks, rubbed his chin, squinted his eyes, and performed other strange actions in an attempt to confirm if this was really his face.

Sure enough, with each action he performed, he could fully feel it. It wasn\'t a mask or some elaborate joke. The stranger he was looking at was actually him. \'Did I actually get reincarnated?\' he asked himself, finding it hard to accept the reality he was now in.

The more he thought about it, the more questions than answers he had. While looking at himself in the mirror, he wanted to check the rest of his body, so he began to unbutton the clean white shirt he was wearing. However, after doing this, he found that he had a strange metallic collar-like device strapped to his neck.

It was completely slick in design and possessed a single red light on the side that was constantly beeping. This immediately filled him with worry, having seen too many movies where such a collar was never a good thing. \'This can\'t be good.\'

Just then, a system prompt appeared in front of him.

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**Congratulations on successfully reincarnating.**

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Surprised by it\'s sudden appearance, the man took a few steps back and raised his hands defensively, but soon lowered them upon seeing that there was no threat. Considering how out of sorts he was, he couldn\'t help but be jumpy.

He cautiously approached the system prompt and looked over the contents, which soon changed, displaying what looked to be a profile. In the corner of the profile was the man\'s new face.

"This is me? This is who I am now?" he asked aloud in an unsure tone as he began to read the contents of the profile.

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**Name:** Don

**Hair Color: Black

**Eye Color:** Brown

**Occupation:** Supervillain

**Height:** 181 cm

**Net Worth:** $0.00

**Supervillain Name:** The Predator

**Sidekicks:** 1

**Supervillain Reputation:** 0

**Idol Reputation:** 0

**Supervillain Points:** 0

**Idol Points:** 0

**Abilities:**

- Enhanced Senses: Heightened senses such as improved vision, smell, hearing, and touch.

- Regeneration: Minor accelerated healing of minor wounds and injuries.

- Telekinesis (limited): The ability to move small objects with the mind.

**Current Status:** Locked inside ??? Supermax Prison

**Sentence:** Life

**Crime:** Theft of a sweet roll with malicious intent.

**Current Objective:** Escape

**Rewards for Clearing Objective:** 2 Supervillain Points

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As Don finished reading, the contents of the prompt, it disappeared, leaving him with more questions than answers yet again.

"Appear?" "System?" he said aloud, but despite his attempts, the system didn\'t appear, causing him to soon give up and focus on what was written.

"Okay, so my name is Don. Supervillain name, The Predator…" "Yeah, I need to change that. But I\'m locked up here and the current objective is to escape… I need to escape. But how?" Don wondered.

However, at that very moment, the entire room began to shake uncontrollably.

\'Earthquake?\' he wondered.

*BOOM!* In the next moment, the wall opposite his bed suddenly shattered as if it were struck with explosives. The shockwave immediately sent Don flying to the ground while dust filled the room.

*Cough~* *cough~* Don coughed while covering his mouth, trying to make sense of what was going on.

But as he looked in the direction of the explosion, all he could see was an unclear silhouette and bright amber eyes.