I Am Overpowered And A Comedian In Another World
Chapter 102: System Voice Acting by Samuel L. Jackson

Chapter 102: System Voice Acting by Samuel L. Jackson

Darkness.

Just darkness.

Now I know how the wrestlers feel before Undertaker’s entrance.

But what happened to me?

Am I still alive?

Or is this the afterlife... again?

The last thing I remember was my chest was open, I was in an upside down U position, the Supreme Man had turned to a seekh kabab by Malthus and a golden light had gone inside me like a viagra before masturbating on valentine’s day.

By all means, Malthus had won the war.

He had killed the God.

The state I was in, I would like to believe I am dead too. No way a normal human would survive an open heart surgery that never closed.

So what will happen to me now?

Reincarnation again?

While I wondered about all these things, something rang in the air.

[ Ding! ]

I know this sound.

I have heard it many times.

It’s the sound of a system.

Wait... Did I die and got reincarnated again with a system once more?

How many systems are roaming around in the world anyway? This is not a NovelFire website, man.

[ Do you wish to escape this darkness? Do you wish to see? ]

What kind of question was that? Of course I want to see. I hate darkness.

When my grandma had died back on Earth I found myself surrounded with darkness and suffocation, it was painful... until someone opened the coffin and brought me out of it. Apparently, you can’t rest inside a coffin while a dead body is already inside it.

’Yes.’ I answered the system through my mind and I was surprised it worked. I thought dead people weren’t able to think.

And the robotic voice of the system seemed familiar as well. Guess there is only one voice over artist for all the Systems.

[ If you truly wish to escape this darkness then... ]

The System paused. Then what? Do I have to kill a dragon? Do I have to drink a chameleon’s blood? Or worse, unicorn’s semen?

’Answer me. What do I have to do to see?!’

[ Just open your eyes, motherfucker! ]

’...’

Er- What?

I can do that?

And I am afraid I know this system all too well. I have a bad feeling about this.

Nevertheless, the darkness was suffocating, so I figured it wouldn’t harm to oblige with the system.

I didn’t think about opening my eyes before as I wasn’t sure if I had my eyes yet. I am just feeling a cold sensation all around my body so I never paid attention to using my body parts, because I didn’t know if I had any parts or not right now.

But now that a system has said it, I gave it a try.

I counted till three and at three, I shot open my eyes.

If anyone had seen the way I opened my eyes just now, they would have called an exorcist right away with a sponsored flight ticket.

But forget that, as soon as I opened my eyes, I was met with a dark ceiling. Its paint had come off and it was cracked as well from some spots. It looked like a ceiling where spiderman practiced sticking before going out in the world.

But this is the first time I am seeing this ceiling, I am definitely in an unknown place.

I raised my head a little and looked ahead.

There were metal rods lined up vertically and I saw some fire torches hanging on the wall on the other side of the rods.

Wait... these metal rods. Don’t they look like..

[ Yes, you idiot! They look like a prison. You are in a cell. You are in jail! Even a child would be able to tell this is a prison. ]

’Nah. A child won’t be able to tell this is prison. They have nothing to do with a prison anyway. The only prison for a child is when he is alone with a priest.’

[ You just woke up and already started spewing shit. And didn’t you hear me? You are in pris— ]

’Oh shit. Yes. What the hell am I doing in a prison? What did I even do? I swear she told me she was eighteen. It wasn’t my fault. And if it’s about my neighbour who found a spy cam in his bathroom, I had already apologised to him. Wait... am I here because of those crowd members who wanted Riley to give her child to them? What was their name? Yes. Loliman and Prisoner. They should be punished, not me!’

[Shut the hell up! ]

The System shouted. His voice reverberated deep inside my mind. He was inside my mind? Before he was just a window. What is going on here?

’Look, man. I am confused right now. As confused as a woman who can’t decide whether to cheat on her husband or to get divorced and extract alimony from him to live with her boyfriend.’

[ First of all, stop making these comparisons. How do you even think about such things? I can make a list of all the deranged similes and comparisons you have used ever since you arrived in this world. ]

’This is a means of escape for me. And did you just say ever since I arrived in this world? Which world is this? Am I still in Moral? I am not dead? My heart was literally out in the open for hours and I am still alive?’

[ Yes. You are still alive, unfortunately. ]

My brows shot up.

I sat up-right and my hands went straight to my chest.

And for the first time, the touch of my own flesh never made me this happy. Well, I had felt happy before while touching my flesh but this time it was different.

My chest was closed.

My heart wasn’t in full exposure. My respect for pornstars had increased because of this incident. I mean, my chest was only open for a few hours and I was terrified. But they make a living by exposing their chest. Must be hard for them and also hard for their co-actors too.

Wait...

Did I just touch my chest with my hands? Myhands? Holy shit. My hands had returned!

Malthus had ripped them apart but now they are back. They returned just like all the embarrassing things I have ever done return to my mind before I go to sleep every night.

This is great.

I was feeling no pain around my body too.

My spine was alright as well.

I felt like a Jewish whom Hitler let go because there was no more space left for one more person in the gas chamber.

[ Don’t you want to know how you are still alive and what happened after you went unconscious? ]

’Oh. Yes. I want to know everything. How did I end up here? What is this place? Where is my grandma and my other family? And what is Malthus doing after winning Moral? And am I alone in this prison? Tell me everything.’

[ I am not ChatGPT, bitch. Stop asking as if you are giving me a prompt. ]

’Just tell me, dude.’

[ Hah. Fine. Listen. First things first, you are not alone in this prison. There is someone here whom you know. Two of them, to be exact. ]

My eyes lit up.

My mouth went agape.

’Don’t tell me...’

[ Yes. You are thinking right. Those two are none other than... ]

I gulped. ’Could they be...’

[ Yes. They are... ]

’Loliman and Prisoner?’

[ What—No! What the fuck? They are Erect and Sexis. What is wrong with you? ]

’Oh. Those two. I see... Wait! Those two are here! They are alive!’

Now I finally feel like I woke up.