I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

【Talent selection completed.】

【White, green, green. 】

【White Talent: Poverty and nothing.】

You were born into a poor family, but your parents were incredibly fertile. You were the youngest child, and you swore that one day you would bring down all the Celestial Dragons.

【Green Talent: Araki Line.】

[You are born with perfect muscles. When you work out, ten or even nine men will want to lick your sweat. Your appearance will become extremely weird, and your attraction to men will increase significantly.]

【Green Talent: Chosen Worker. 】

When you're born, the entire construction site calls out your name. When your physical fitness drops to a certain level, all other attributes will increase slightly. The willpower of the chosen worker will never let you restart without permission.

[0 years old, you were born. 】

[The cold wind howled, the snow fell, and under the blue sky was an endless expanse of white snow.]

The low-rise houses were already creaking in the wind and snow, and the red bean rice in the pot, symbolizing a festive occasion, had long since lost its heat, just like this Asura hell with no visible future.

You were born, but not at the right time.

Your father tightened his thin cotton jacket and looked at you, crying for food. His eyes became increasingly emotionless, filled with only a jackal-like chill.

[The whole country was in chaos, and the dead were everywhere.]

[With everyone's consent, your father decided—]

[They exchanged their children for food and cooked their bones.]

【you are dead. 】

[Simulation ends. 】

[Rating: 0 points. 】

[Simulation Summary: This is the first time I've seen a novice die before even having time to trigger the tutorial.]

[Players are requested to put all their energy into planning their starting talent selection, taking into account the background of the Simulation Anchor Point era. Don't just send it away without properly handling it at level one.]

[Failure is common in the military, players please cheer up and try again.]

............

............

Who in the family understands?

I finally got a cheat, but it killed me right at the start?

Should we say that it is truly worthy of being the Japanese Warring States Period?

Isn't this fucking white talent [Poverty] even more terrifying than the black talent [Destined Death]?!

At least the latter can be considered successful if he lives past 20 years old.

The former was sent directly as soon as it came up!

Eating one's own children!!

What the hell is this cannibalistic age?!

Originally, Lind thought that since there was a free simulation, he might as well start the game normally.

Now, I haven’t even made it to the Novice Village.

Let’s take a look back and take a look at the must-have gift pack for experts.

If Lind wants to start with this colorful talent, he must also choose the black talent.

how to say.

The color talent [God is jealous of talents] can be used to exchange for two gold talents.

Originally, one card was exchanged for two cards, so the profit of this card was not that great, and it was barely worthy of the garbage level among the colored talents.

Not to mention that it also comes with self-discipline, which means that one is born with a random congenital disability.

What if the game starts with cerebral palsy?

Plus, you have to be forced to bind yourself to [destined death]?

Living past 20 is considered a success???

Other people's simulations are all about staying alive and growing, while others are all about exploring the open world.

If it were me, I would die a heroic death, dying on the battlefield at the age of eighteen, right?

Lind couldn't sit still and said it was unfair!

We need a rematch!!

Must re-draw!!

Even if I don't live past 20, I should at least get a more exciting colorful talent, right?!

What about becoming a saint at the beginning? Can someone become a rich second-generation like the son of Thor?

Finally, the system was really annoyed by Linde, so it reluctantly revealed a sentence -

[Please understand that these two talents must be bound together, and neither of them can be redrawn.]

This sentence may be understood as a cliché when said to others.

But Lind heard something different in it.

"So... these two talents combined actually form a quest line?"

In other words.

The normal start is to create your own character and play in a purely open world.

But if you use this must-have gift pack for experts, it is equivalent to using a plot character... ?

If Lind's guess was correct, it meant that the character he simulated should have a hidden plot line that was closely related to the two talents that were locked in.

Under Lind's constant questioning, the system completely learned to play dumb this time.

The question is [Insufficient permissions].

The question is [Let’s explore the area ahead later! ].

Faced with the system's pretense of stupidity, Linde had no better solution.

According to his unlucky luck, even drawing a blue talent would be a blessing, let alone a gold one!

Instead of trying to exchange food for the initial restart, Lind would rather challenge [Destined Death].

So Lind did not hesitate this time and checked the boxes for [God is jealous of his talent] and [Destined to die].

I was originally thinking of adding a green talent [Araki Line]. Having a perfect body is so awesome, but what on earth is this side effect that doesn't seem like a side effect...?

Moderate fitness attracts the opposite sex, while excessive fitness attracts the same sex?

Fuck, that gay guy is actually me?!

In addition, the positive effect of perfect muscles and the negative effect of [God's Jealousy of Talents] are mutually exclusive, so it is not the best choice no matter how you look at it.

It’s better to just choose the green talent [Chosen Worker].

It just so happens that the attributes of this green talent can cooperate with the side effects of [God is jealous of talented people].

But what on earth is this feeling of destiny of being in a simulator or working part-time...?

This time, Linde, who was fully prepared, officially started his simulation journey!

"Simulation—start!!!"

[0 years old, you were born. 】

[The cold wind howled, the snow fell, and under the blue sky was an endless expanse of white snow.]

【But you don’t feel the slightest bit of cold. 】

Because your mother's blood wrapped you up, just like the warm amniotic fluid in the womb brought you into the world.

“Madam!! Madam!!!”

Someone's cries echoed beside your ears. Your father's face turned pale, and his facial muscles twitched slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

The midwife's hands were shaking, and she was panicking as she kept saying it was definitely not her fault.

[Your mother is bleeding profusely, staining the entire bed sheet with blood. Her face has instantly turned extremely pale, as her vitality is steadily draining away.]

Postpartum hemorrhage.

[Your premature birth directly led to the death of your biological mother.]

[Colorful Talent: [God's Envy of Talents]——Activate.]

Chapter 4 The Cursed Child

The Kingdom of Kai.

It's snowing heavily.

Twelve-year-old Katsukichiyo Takeda stood blankly in front of the bed. For a moment, her brain seemed to have stopped working, and she couldn't form a single complete sentence from her trembling lips.

Many years later, on the day of the upcoming decisive battle of Kawanakajima, this Warring States daimyo who would later be known as the "Tiger of Kai" would undoubtedly recall this snowy night.

Even though he was Takeda Shingen, the foremost strategist of the Warring States Period who had single-handedly brought the Takeda clan to prominence, his army, armed with warhorses and iron cannons, lined up in formation, their flags fluttering in the fierce wind like gods descending from heaven.

But tonight, he is still that cowardly boy who has not yet experienced the cruelty of the world.

His thirteen-year-old wife, Uesugi Aiko, was about to die of complications during childbirth and would no longer exist in this world.

"Madam!! Take a deep breath!! You must take a deep breath!!!"

The midwife beside her knelt down beside Aiko Uesugi with trembling hands and feet, trying her best to save the mother who had lost a lot of blood.

But everyone present knew that—

Uesugi Aiko's death has arrived.

"How's the child...?"

After taking several deep breaths, the pale-faced Uesugi Aiko finally regained consciousness, and she used all her strength to utter a few vague words from her lips.

"Madam! It's a boy! Katsushiro-sama has an heir!!"

After hearing the midwife's words, Uesugi Aiko's pale face finally showed a relieved smile as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"Hold, hold the child here and let me take a look..."

The midwife quickly wiped the amniotic fluid and blood off the child, and hurried to bring the child to Uesugi Aiko so that the mother, whose life was hanging by a thread, could see the appearance of her own child.

"Ugh?!"

But when the midwife saw the baby's appearance clearly, even this old veteran with wrinkles on her face couldn't help but scream.

"This, this is impossible?! What's going on, young master?!"

The reason for the midwife's panic was not any other factor, but because the newborn baby in her arms seemed too different.

A newborn baby should be ugly, with wrinkled skin like an old man and a dark and red face like a monkey.

Uesugi Aiko's child was extremely fair all over, with smooth and delicate skin, but her black eyes were without any luster, just like a soulless porcelain doll, appearing both lovable and weird.

The direct reason why the midwife screamed was the baby's hair, which was actually a head of shining silver hair!

[Colorful Talent: [God's Envy of Talents]——Activate.]

【You will always get the negative status of [Blindness].】

[Obtained the golden talent [Beautiful Young Man].]

You are born with an angelic face that seduces women, and special attacks will occur when the opponent is an [older woman]. As long as you act cute, you can live the life of a male protagonist in the other world.

"——What a tragic and cruel fate!!"