God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains

Keith lie on top of a small bed that had an elevation, with is hand and legs extending over it's length. Four large bowls were placed right below the cuts and blood slowly dripped down into them. The doctors took care of feeding him the medicines and a few other foods to help him with the production of blood.

He felt his hands go numb, but he continued to eat. The area near the cuts felt like it was getting bitten by red ants, giving him stinging sensation. Time slowly passed, but Keith still looked decently healthy. He wasn't at the top of his condition but it wasn't too bad.

As night came, he looked at Clara, "Come here, I want you to do something for me."

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"What is it?" she asked and hurried over before bending down so that Keith could whisper in her ears.

Keith had no intention of hiding his actions, but he couldn't just talk loudly when her ear was right in front of his mouth.

"Well, I want you to go to the top with those bags. At nine in the night, someone or a group will come to find you. They'll have something called the water jelly with them and I need those so you'll do the transaction instead of me. Each one of those water jellies is 30 grams of silver and that's the bargain price, so don't try to bargain more. You should receive around 500 of those things, but if you get more, buy that too. I have a feeling that they'll bring their own scales, but it'll be better to have one prepared."

Hearing his words, Clara nodded and took out her pocket watch to check the time, "We still have two hours so that's fine right?"

"Yeah, just chill for now. Once you settle the trade, you should go and get some rest since it'll be your turn tomorrow."

Clara frowned, "But, what about you? You said that you'll be giving out blood tomorrow for me so don't you need rest? Maybe we can postpone it to the day after tomorrow?"

"Hmm..." Keith hummed as he thought about it, "Indeed, there is no need to rush, but I have some important things to do and it's slightly connected to you. So yeah, we'll need to get this thing settled before I can put my mind at ease and move on to other things."

"Connected how?" she asked and leaned towards him again, to which Keith responded by whispering, "Timothy."

"Ah, okay." she said and pulled back before she went back to where she had placed the bags. Keith watched her sit down and he too went back to thinking about random things.

Time quickly passed and Clara walked back into the room with a long line of people who had large baskets hung over their back. Maria walked along with Clara and Keith could tell that all of these people were the servants of the church.

"Just toss all of them into the oil." he said and continued letting his blood drip.

Clara headed over to him and hastily whispered, "That man brought us a thousand of them.... I had to give him thirty kilograms of silver."

She expected Keith to get angry about the situation, but contrary to her expectations, he smiled and nodded instead.

"That's great. I told him to bring me as much as possible and he did exactly that. Anyways, just go rest for now. I guess I'll be done by morning." he said and got her to leave the place. The doctors were focused on getting him fed without asking any questions and Keith was also pretty surprised that Clara hadn't asked him about his regeneration.

But that was something he wished to talk about later with her, so he didn't put too much mind into it. Blood extraction went on and on while the servants tossed in the slimes into the oil and blood mixture. The oil was as thick as honey and it didn't really mix with blood but it did manage to dissolve the slimes.

Keith couldn't really watch what was going on, but he could tell what was happening thanks to the servants talking about how things were going.

The slime bodies slowly mixed up with the oil and blood at the same time, enabling the mixture to truly exist in a homogeneous form. The bright green liquid slowly turned light brown and as time passed, the thick oil slowly began to thin down as it's consistency decreased.

As the sun began to rise back up, Keith saw the time and nodded to himself when it hit 6AM.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I guess that's it for now." he commented and looked at the doctors, "Close up the wounds and I'll get things going. Maria, is everything ready?"

Maria, who was at the center of the formation, woke up with a snap and looked at him. The sudden burst of energy went down as fast at it came up and she felt lethargic once again.

"Ugh... yes. Everything is ready so just come and sit down here." she said as she got back on her feet and jumped around to push away the sleepiness. Keith waited for his wounds to close before he walked towards her and sat down where Clara was supposed to sit almost a day ago.

"The rest is in your hands right?" he asked and Maria nodded, "Yeah, just make sure that you keep the words, I am alive."

Hearing her words, he nodded, "Okay. I am alive. I am alive. I am alive. I'm alive. I'm alive. I'malive. I'malive. i'malivei'malivei'malivei'malivei'malivei'malive"

"STOP!!! You dum-" she paused when she saw the smirk on his face and frowned, feeling extremely annoyed, "Can't you like... stop playing?"

"Yeah sorry, my bad. I was getting so bored back there while I was getting my blood extracted." he said and closed his eyes as he began to say the words "I am alive" in his head.

His sense for the passage of time went haywire as time passed, until he suddenly felt like he had lost all physical sensations.

"Hello, Keith. Or should I say... Fwyd Chicken?"