Reincarnated Jester: Taming Players-Chapter 2: Cheeky System

Jester opened his eyes and faced the new world for the last time.

Born a few seconds ago, he couldn't hold back his tears.

His eyesight and hearing, along with other senses, were weakened, making it hard to perceive space.

Alternatively, he saw a message the system displayed:

«Archetype System V0.5»

«Reward: Bonus Skill Based On Your Archetype.»

'Damn, it's empty,' the child, barely opening his eyes, had to figure out the concealed system.

It was dry with no collected data, except for the mission asking him to obtain an archetype.

He had never seen anything like it in his previous 12 lives.

Despite being in a foreign and unprecedented situation, he came to terms with it and decided to wait until he grew up.

It was fast, but he had lived many strange lives, and his thought process had changed.

As his hearing returned, he stopped crying and heard several women chattering.

He could speak more than twenty languages and was fluent in most of them.

The language he heard now was completely foreign, yet he could still comprehend it.

It was as if he was listening to a translation.

"Lisa, have you thought of a name for your boy?" someone asked his mother, to whom the boy turned his attention.

She was a young woman with short black hair and a soft, friendly expression.

She looked tired, and pain lingered on her face, but she thought about her son with incredible happiness.

"Baki and I agreed on the name Jung, and we like the way it sounds." Then she looked at her son and kissed him on the forehead.

'Guess my name is Jung now,' the boy thought, accepting the new name as easily as his mother's peck.

He had changed so many parents and attended several births of his own that the whole process lost any signs of awkwardness.

The name Jung was immediately added to the system's list and, each subsequent change would be recorded just as easily.

Her supportive friends and his mother admired the baby when the doors abruptly opened.

Snow and wind brought by the storm entered first, followed by a young man with tears in his eyes.

Baki, Jung's father, struggled to speak, his emotions overwhelming him.

He looked at his wife and then his son, tears rolling down his cheeks, but still smiling. "Are you okay?" he asked his wife and cuddled his son.

"Yes, yes, I'm okay," Lisa answered, her eyes welling with tears of joy. "You are too heavy," she laughed and pushed Baki's muscular body.

The man obeyed his wife and looked at his offspring.

He was a dark-haired young man with a stern, sharp face, yet his expression was so cheerful it seemed beyond his nature.

"Hello, little Jung, I'm your daddy."

Caressing his son's fingers, he tended to his small, delicate body. "And this is your great mommy. It's thanks to her you were born so healthy and strong."

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'I like this guy,' Jung thought, looking at his father with unaccustomed eyes.

He had never heard such dialogue and could already tell he was in a good family.

Then his body ran out of energy, and he wanted to sleep.

They led him to Lisa because it was important for a child to feel his mother's embrace for his first sleep.

Jung slept soundly, unbothered by his new life or the alien system.

A few hours later, he woke up hungry.

The boy didn't hesitate and immediately started wailing, waking his parents, who were hugging each other.

As his lips touched milk, he pooped and fell asleep right away—a routine he refined in his first few days.

His moments of wakefulness were so few and short that for a week after birth, Jung heard practically nothing about the world.

The following week, his energy increased a little.

Although his passive days were spent eating, sleeping, or pooping, he gained a few extra hours to listen to his parents talk.

He made numerous discoveries just by observing his parents.

In this world, an archetype was a defining trait assigned from birth that shaped an individual's power, skills, and temperament, shaping their role and potential.

Baki represented the Lover Archetype and was classified as a V tier.

How to Unleash or develop the archetype was still inexplicable to Jung.

He could clearly remember his past life as a Lover Archetype.

It was his original existence before reincarnation even started, and he lived on Earth, leading a peaceful, average life, and it was the only time he fell in love.

As for Lisa, his mother, she was the Sage Archetype, representing the same tier as Baki.

Jung's recollection of the years he spent as a sage never wavered. He randomly selected how to live and tried to find reasons for his uniqueness.

Of course, he had no success with it.

After that, he encountered even more revelations when he saw how Baki cured Lisa's tiredness from a long day of work just by speaking to her.

Jung guessed that these qualities represented the abilities of the Lover Archetype.

He recognized them in the colourful patterns that floated around his parents.

A few months later, Lisa also used magical runes fitting her archetype.

His mother was simply reading a book when beautiful patterns flew towards her, as if providing knowledge and indicating her progress.

Soon, such sights were no longer unfamiliar to Jung.

He frequently saw his parents or guests using magical powers, and he quickly got used to it.

It was through conversations with guests he grasped captivating pieces of information.

Jung discovered that people were born with archetypes and usually began unleashing them at age 10.

Each person was given a specific one, and as a rule, it was impossible to change.

'Do I not have one because I've already gone through all archetypes? Then what should I do? Do I have the option to choose?' he thought, wishing to grow up quickly to study this fascinating world.

He also learned how individuals strengthened their archetypes. It seemed monsters dropped Pills when they were slain, but he had more to study on this matter.

Jung was two years old when his sister Elara was born, marking a life-changing moment even for him.

Elara was an albino, with white hair and light eye pigment.

However, the child was courageous and energetic, maybe even more so than Jung, but according to the doctors, she wouldn't live past 20.

Her albinism wasn't at fault. The specialist said Elara had a rare disease, and albinism was one of its manifestations.

She would need help from her archetype, not external forces, but internal ones, meaning saving her life was in her own hands.

Their parents were worried about her condition.

Jung, too, felt the same. He had never had a sister or brother before.

He had lived through 12 lives without experiencing such connections.

Being an older brother was a new practice, making him as attentive as his parents.

At age two, Jung spoke fluently. His parents thought of him as a genius since he could also have witty and cunning conversations.

He wasn't evil or rude but constantly showed affection as if he had understood in two years what he tried to learn in twenty years as a jester.

'Time passes slowly,' he thought bitterly, looking at Elara happily.

The sleeping girl was the creature Jung wanted to protect at all costs.

Still, he was bored. Three years had never passed so slowly, and who knew how many more it would take for him to unleash the archetype?

Meanwhile, he learned why his parents forbade him from leaving the house or walking without their presence.

Maskera wasn't a safe planet. It wasn't super advanced and resembled Earth right after the Middle Ages.

Jung heard about the existence of monsters, but the situation was worse than he thought.

He wasn't living in poverty.

They resided in a peaceful area of a fairly normal and safe city, yet not one person felt completely secure.

Hoping that reading books might awaken an archetype, unfortunately, Jung's desires went unfulfilled.

"Why doesn't it work? How do I unlock the archetype?" he said wistfully as he flipped through illustrated pages.

[To Get The Archetype, You Have To Kill The Corresponding Archetype!]

This was the voice of a woman Jung heard in the dark space after his death.

He didn't think he'd ever hear an answer from the system and was quite surprised.

"Wait, you can talk?"