I Breathe Euro

Jack had long stopped expecting to hear the familiar mechanical voice in his head.

Back on Earth, the system had been his most reliable tool, turning his very breath into wealth, making him the ultimate embodiment of financial power. With a single inhale, euros would flood into his account, granting him the means to shape his destiny however he saw fit.

Yet ever since his arrival in this new world, the system had gone silent. At first, he assumed it was merely dormant, adjusting to the new environment. But as the days turned to weeks and the weeks into months, Jack came to accept a cruel truth—his most valuable asset was gone.

He had still managed to build an empire without it. His intelligence, his ruthlessness, and his ability to adapt had carried him to the top. But deep down, he had never truly stopped wondering… Why had the system disappeared? Would it ever return?

And now, standing before the towering god, he was about to get his answer.

The divine being radiated an overwhelming presence, his form barely constrained by reality itself. It was as if space and time warped around him, barely able to contain his sheer existence. His golden eyes burned with an ancient light, filled with both knowledge and authority. Jack wasn't sure if the god resembled Zeus, Odin, or some other omnipotent being lost to history—but he knew one thing.

This was no ordinary encounter.

The god studied Jack with an expression of mild amusement. "You have done well, mortal. Even without the gift you once relied upon, you carved your name into the annals of this world."

Jack met his gaze without flinching. "If you're talking about my system, then yeah, it disappeared without a trace. I adapted. But I won't lie, I'd like to know why."

The god's voice was deep, resonant, and carried the weight of countless ages. "Your system was an anomaly—a construct of a world vastly different from this one. It was never meant to exist in a place governed by ancient laws and celestial wills. When you were brought here, the forces that maintain balance stripped it away, casting it into the void of time itself."

Jack's eyes narrowed. "So it wasn't just a malfunction. The world rejected it?"

The god nodded. "Correct. It was not an act of malice, but of necessity. This world follows its own set of rules, and the presence of such an unnatural force was a threat to its stability. However…"

The god lifted his hand, and suddenly, Jack felt a strange force surge through him. It was both familiar and foreign, like an old friend he hadn't seen in years. His breath hitched, and for the first time in ages—

Ding!

[Euro Breather System Reactivated!]

[One breath = 1 euro]

[Current Level: 1]

[Balance: 0€]

[Upgrade Requirement: 100,000€]

Jack inhaled sharply, and his heart pounded as he saw the balance flicker.

[Ding! Balance: 500€]

It was back. The system was back.

A slow grin spread across his face. "So… you're saying the world allowed this thing to come back now?"

The god's expression darkened. "No. I am overriding the laws of this world. This is my will."

Jack's grin faltered slightly. "...And why would you do that?"

The god's voice grew heavier. "Because a greater force is moving in the shadows. One that will not only shake this world but disrupt the balance of existence itself. If you remain as you are, you will not survive what is to come. Your power must return. Not just for your sake, but for the fate of everything."

Jack absorbed the words in silence. He had already conquered cities, built alliances, and crushed enemies without the system. But if even a god thought he needed it for what was ahead…

He exhaled, watching the numbers rise.

[Ding! Balance: 1,000€]

Jack chuckled. "Then I guess it's time to start breathing again."

Return to the Elven and Dwarven Kingdoms

With the system restored and the weight of divine prophecy pressing upon him, Jack wasted no time. He had already built strong relations with both the elves and dwarves, but now that he had confirmation of an even greater threat, he needed to strengthen those alliances into something even more formidable.

Katrina stood beside him, her piercing gaze filled with unspoken questions. She had witnessed the divine reawakening of his power, and while she didn't understand the full extent of the system, she could tell that Jack had just regained something truly invaluable.

"You're smiling," she noted as they boarded the enchanted airship that would take them across the vast lands.

Jack exhaled deeply.

[Ding! Balance: 10,000€]

"I've got every reason to," he replied with a smirk.

The journey to the Elven and Dwarven Kingdoms was swift, thanks to the latest magical advancements Jack had introduced. The airship, crafted with a fusion of dwarven metallurgy and elven enchantments, soared across the skies with unmatched speed.

Upon arrival, they were greeted with a spectacle of unity. The grand halls of the Dwarven King Thordrik Ironfist buzzed with activity, and the ethereal gardens of Queen Lysara Moonwhisper shimmered under the glow of enchanted lanterns. Both monarchs had been instrumental in Jack's previous successes, and he knew he would need their full cooperation for what was to come.

Seated at a grand round table, Jack wasted no time in getting to the point.

"The system is back," he declared. "And with it, a warning. A force greater than anything we've encountered is stirring in the darkness."

The room fell into a heavy silence. The elves, known for their wisdom, exchanged wary glances, while the dwarves, never ones to back down from a challenge, leaned in with interest.

Thordrik was the first to speak. "Ye be sayin' there's a force stronger than the Dark Tribes? Stronger than the Imperial Armies?" Discover exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

Jack nodded. "Stronger than all of them combined. And it's coming. The god himself ensured my power returned because he knows we won't survive without it."

Lysara folded her hands, her silver eyes sharp with contemplation. "Then we must act swiftly. The elves and dwarves have fought beside you before, Jack. But if this enemy is truly as powerful as you claim, our alliances must go beyond mere cooperation."

Jack smirked. "That's exactly what I was thinking. We're not just allies anymore. We're forming an empire of our own—one that no force, divine or otherwise, can break."

A heavy pause filled the chamber. Then, one by one, voices of agreement filled the hall.

An official decree was signed that night, marking the birth of a new superpower. The Elves, the Dwarves, and Jack's human forces would no longer fight as separate nations. They were now one.

And as Jack breathed deeply, feeling the system hum within him, he knew—this was just the beginning.

A little earlier.

Jack had always relied on the system. It was more than just a tool—it was the foundation of his rise to power.

On Earth, even when it had seemingly stopped functioning, he had still felt its presence, like a faint hum in the back of his mind. The balance had frozen, refusing to increase no matter how deeply he inhaled. At first, he had thought it was a temporary malfunction. Then days passed. Weeks. Months.

Yet, despite the system's refusal to generate wealth, he had never once felt disconnected from it. The interface was still there, as if lurking in the shadows, waiting for something. It never truly disappeared—just… dormant.

But when he was brought to this world, everything changed.

The moment he arrived, that lingering connection snapped. It was like a part of him had been completely erased. No balance. No notifications. No sense of its existence at all.

Jack had never admitted it out loud, but that was the moment he had felt true loss.

For the first time since gaining the system, he had felt like just another man. No shortcuts. No infinite wealth pouring in. He had clawed his way to power in this world through sheer intellect, cunning, and ruthlessness, but a part of him had always feared—what if the system never returned?

What if it was truly gone forever?

Now, standing before the god who had reawakened it, Jack let out a slow, measured breath.

[Ding! Balance: 20,000€]

It was back. And this time, it wasn't going anywhere.

The god observed him with amusement. "You have questions."

Jack nodded. "Why was it still connected to me on Earth but completely gone when I got here?"

The god's golden eyes shimmered with something ancient and knowing. "Because on Earth, the system was tethered to your very existence. It was never an external force—it was part of you. When it stopped generating wealth, it did so by design, not by accident. But here, the natural laws are different. The moment you crossed into this world, the bond was shattered completely."

Jack frowned. "So it wasn't broken—it was removed?"

The god gave a slow nod. "Precisely. Had I not intervened, it would have remained lost to you for eternity."

Jack exhaled again.

[Ding! Balance: 30,000€]

A smirk tugged at his lips. "Good thing you stepped in, then."

The god's expression remained unreadable. "Do not grow complacent, mortal. The system you once knew was only the beginning. Now, it must evolve. If you are to face what is coming, a mere wealth-generating ability will not be enough."

Jack's eyes gleamed with understanding. "Level 3."

He had always known there were higher levels. Back on Earth, he had reached Level 2 after amassing an unthinkable fortune, but the requirements for Level 3 had been vague—almost impossible.

Now, with the system restored, he had no doubt that Level 3 would unlock something beyond money.

Power. Real power.

The god's voice turned ominous. "At Level 3, your system will no longer be bound by mere currency. It will evolve into something that affects reality itself. But know this—such power will not come freely. To ascend, you must prove yourself worthy. The trials ahead will be unlike anything you have faced before."

Jack inhaled deeply, watching his balance rise.

[Ding! Balance: 50,000€]

A slow grin spread across his face.

"Then bring it on."