God of Systems: Maker of Heroes and Villains

[A/N: Gonna keep this short. If I try to describe the whole piece, it'll probably take up around 1 to 2 chapters.]

After playing around with Amelia for a while, annoying her by quite a bit, Keith sat down on the log and rested his hands on the piano before closing his eyes. Then, he waited for a few seconds before he started to play the Concerto no.21.

He didn't play the entire piece and ended the whole thing in just eight minutes before getting up from his seat. He looked at others who were staring at him and said, "That's it for now. I don't want to play this for thirty whole minutes, not when I'm hungry."

Just like Seraphelle had said, not everyone had the same tastes and understanding of music. Everyone's perception and intake of music was different had a spectrum of various levels. A great example was his team itself as it was split into three groups at the moment.

Clara, Caleb and Nathan had tears on their faces. Amelia looked absolutely oblivious to the effects of Concerto No.21 but was impressed by his music skills while Brandon and Laura were just smiling as the music had made them feel happier.

"No questions until we eat." Keith announced the moment he saw Amelia open her mouth, which prompted her to close her mouth immediately.

Clara on the other hand, still couldn't help but ask out loud. She wiped away the tears, "That... is very impressive. I've never attended any Orchestra but this... it felt like it touched my soul. How did you do it? I mean... you must be very talented to be able to attain this level of skill right?"

Keith smiled at her, but it was a stiff smile. He had tried to make music his main profession in his past life, but reality hit hard. The competition was extremely severe and even though he could play the piano extremely well, it was nothing compared to the others who had the same dreams as him. Instead of pushing forward, he simply decided to make music a hobby and got back to focusing on his studies.

Compared to those monsters, he knew that his so-called talent was just a culmination of all his hard work up until now, one of the many fruits of his past life.

He shook his head, "Compared to the actual talents, I am nothing. This piece... it took me almost two years to compose." he said shamelessly, but this was the only way as he knew that Concerto No.21 was never a thing in this world. If he went around saying that he learnt from Mozart, then the people would give him weird looks.

If there was one piece from his past life, which managed to get into this world, then that would be the great classic, the moonlight sonata.

'Red Mist probably never had any knowledge about most of the classics so there's a high chance that she simply picked the moonlight sonata since it's so famous.' he thought, but Amelia walked towards him, huffing in anger.

"Hey! You said no questions but you still answer Clara. This is discrimination!"

Keith wanted to say that Clara was a special case, but didn't as no one other than Amelia, him and Clara knew of the whole picture. It was a checkmate from Amelia, so he sighed, "You still got your answer didn't you? I'm sure you had the same question."

"Well... that's true, but... yeah, it's still discrimination."

Hearing this, Keith smirked, "Of course, I'm just paying you back for all the bullying you did when I was new to the job. Clara was such an angel to me back then."

"I... you... what? I bullied you? You're not easy to bully!!!" She exclaimed almost on the verge of tears due to feeling frustrated from his antics, "I mean, I know that I wasn't such a great friend back then and I did try to cause trouble but you always slapped me back in your own way, you.... you lewd dog!"

Hearing her talk about their past in such a way did make him feel slightly guilty. He gave her an apologetic smile and patted her head, only to realise that he was led on by her. He took his hand away and frowned, "You were the one who started everything and all I did was... actually, never mind. I'm hungry."

He then walked over to Clara dramatically, "Oh my lovely senior, please take me away from this witch.", eliciting laughter from the others.

Clara chuckled and walked over to the fireplace to start the fire while the others followed. Keith placed his arm around Amelia shoulder and smirked as he whispered, "Bro, listen. You totally deserved it all but! I feel like that's what makes our friendship so unique. Don't you think so too?"

"...." Amelia stayed silent as she frowned, "Sure, but you should stop calling me your bro. It makes me feel weird and not in a good way."

"Okay." Keith nodded, "Let's go eat... and also, tell me about today. Did anyone notable make contact with our team?"

"Well... there's my brother. We fought them and lost miserably. Brandon won against two of his opponents but he was way too tired by the time he fought the third guy. Clara won against one and gave up once she saw my brother walk into the ring. As for me..." she said and blushed slightly from shame, "I took Clara's place and lost without being able to do a thing. My brother isn't an awakened but he's a very strong knight. Maybe in two or three years, he'll be able to receive the title of a royal knight too."

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She then went on about various teams that were extremely friendly towards them, but then her expression turned serious.

"Lastly... that Clark guy came to us for a trade. He asked for two entire fishes and told us that he'll pay us with a lot of weapons and ropes." she said and frowned, "Well, I don't really like him so I told him to fuck off."

"Hahahahaha! Great job, he's a great scammer so there's a high chance of him just ignoring us the next day if that happened. There are no rules that punish scammers."