Chapter 7: Stalker
[It's a little late to ask, but do you believe in miracles?]
"Huh? What's with the question?"
[Estimated chance of survival - 20%]
"What!?"
As he plummeted from the sky, the meaning of the system's "20% chance of survival" became painfully clear—he was nowhere near reaching the ledge of the opposite rooftop.
"Why didn't you tell me this until now!? I thought systems always give the probabilities before a task!?" His breathing grew heavy, snagged by a fear of heights that dragged him downward towards his death.
[As I said earlier, these quests are administered according to your interests and imaginations, though life-threatening situations is a peculiar interest of yours, you will undoubtedly pull away from completing such tasks.]
'You intricate son of a!~'
[You are well aware that I can hear your every thoughts?]
"What!? So you knew I'd back out!? And yet you made me do it anyways? Why!?"
[If the host can't complete a task as easy as leaping through buildings in a single bound, then the host is not qualified to hold the mantle of the Incubus bloodline.]