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Uprising Of The Cannon Fodders

Uprising Of The Cannon Fodders

Author：Rosemary_Rose

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#King #ghost #Kicking #System #Comedy #Mystery #BL #Foodie #Cruel
Introduction
Akira was deemed a waste by the world. Although he was very talented, he lacked the enthusiasm or desire to be anything. His family was all geniuses in their respective fields, but he, on the other hand, spent the entire 18 years of his life eating, drinking, and having fun (otherwise known as a couch potato). Despite all this, he loved his family and therefore it was an instinctive reaction to save his father from what would have been a fatal collision. He was supposed to be dead, but instead… A system appeared and thus began his journey of world-hopping as the cannon fodder who made the villain become the villain. So now he had to deal with a system that plays poker and an insatiable lover, DEATH SHOULDN'T BE THIS HARD!!!
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Chapter

Death shouldn't be this hard.

Though it means it’s the end of the line for everyone, it’s true that one must die alone, but the sorrow it left the surviving lingers on the heart at some point.

To the dying one, he must die well. It doesn’t matter how it happened or how sudden it happened. You had your chance at life, and now, it’s time to return. A man must let go of the past and accept his fate; for once he did, it shall be a peaceful death.

Akira Yuuto was a genius. Despite having the talent to become anything he wanted to be, Akira chose to waste his gift; spend his time sleeping, drinking, and partying. For that, he was said to be a fool, naturally.

Currently, the said fool has regained consciousness. Lying on a soft surface which he later deduced to be a sofa. Two glass windows that began on the ceiling, and ended at the floor gave way to the natural light, which illuminated the hazel leather chairs and the wooden coffee table between them. The room seemed to be an office combined with a personal bedroom.

When he was finished looking around, he thought back to his life. His family had five members: his parents, two older brothers, and himself. His mother was a world-renowned artist, worlds and emotions seemed to seep through her brush onto the canvas.

Most of her paintings were awed at the Louvre Museum in Paris. His father was famous to the world for the way his fingers danced across the piano. And as for his older brothers, they were eager to follow in their parent's footsteps.

The only thing that was notable before Akira’s life ended, was that he saved his father from a car crash. With this act, his life would not be perceived as meaningless.

As he sat staring at the glass windows ahead of him, thinking of how his life had come to a fruitless end, Akira heard a robotic voice; ending the hopeless silence around him.

Welcome Mr. Akira, I am—

He snapped his head towards the direction of the sound, but found the room vacant. From his peripheral vision he glanced at a flash of light reflected on what he thought to be a wall. Just then a hologram appeared, on the far end of the room. It was of a man, a sleek figure. There was a computer behind the hologram, and Akira deduced that the voice was coming from the computer.

He stood facing the screen and observed the blinking light on it.