Sin Judgment System

Rayne ignored the filth covering him and, following the original owner's memories, scrambled and stumbled back toward the barracks.

With a bang, he shut the door. Rayne leaned against the cold iron door, trying desperately to calm himself.

The surroundings were utterly silent.

Only then did he notice how pitifully small the room was. It contained only a single bed and a tiny storage cabinet.

But... it was a private room. Fragments of memory told him that the identity of an "executioner" was simply too unlucky; no one wanted to share a room with him. That was why he had luckily been assigned this unwanted storage room as a dormitory.

"Lucky" to be isolated, huh...

Rayne gave a self-mocking smile, but this private room, which could block prying eyes, had become his perfect refuge at this moment.

He kept his back against the iron door and listened intently for a long while. Only after confirming that there were no footsteps in the corridor did he slide down onto the floor as if all his strength had been drained away.

For the first time, darkness and silence gave Rayne a faint sense of security.

In his heart, Rayne called out in a trembling voice that was almost like a prayer, "System!"

A translucent screen emitting a faint, ghostly blue glow quietly appeared before him.

At the very top of the screen were several clear words: [Sin Judgment System].

Below it was the Judgment Archive that had just been generated.

[Prisoner: "Bonecrusher" Cass]

[Overall Level: N8]

[Status: Executed]

[Crime Index: 120]

[Execution Participation: 100%]

[Selectable Rewards]: (3 options)

It was real! Not an illusion! As expected, every transmigrator was favored!

A storm surged through Rayne's heart, but the calm he had developed as an office drone in his previous life forced him to study it word by word.

"The prisoner, 'Bonecrusher' Cass, should be the pirate who was just shot dead."

"Overall Level N8? Is N short for Normal? Why does that sound so much like the rarity ratings from the gacha games in my previous life?"

"Crime Index 120..." Rayne looked at the number, then glanced at the [Sin Points: 120] on his personal panel and immediately understood.

"This should be a numerical representation of the crimes he committed while alive. The worse the crimes, the higher the index. After executing him, I receive the corresponding points. As for what the points can do, I don't know yet."

[System Rule: Only "sin" may be judged. Targets with a Crime Index below 100 cannot trigger judgment and will yield no rewards.]

"Oh? There are restrictions?" Rayne raised an eyebrow.

Rayne estimated in his heart, "A Crime Index of 100... that standard probably means someone with more than one life on their hands. I can check the archives someday to see what Cass actually did. In other words, the system most likely filters out petty thieves and people whose crimes don't warrant death?"

"That's fine." Rayne had no objections to that. Instead, he found it convenient.

"Execution Participation: 100%... because I dealt with him personally? Then if I fight alongside others in the future and someone else lands the finishing blow, my participation will decrease, and so will the reward? Is this encouraging me to personally gun down those vicious pirates and become the nemesis of sin?" Rayne instantly grasped the core of the system's design. It encouraged him to engage in PvP.

He took a deep breath and forced his overheated mind to calm down.

"No, it's too early to think about that." Rayne shook his head.

"This isn't a game. There's no respawn point. Everything rests on one premise..."

"I have to survive first."

"I only have one life. If it's gone, everything is gone."

His gaze returned to the most crucial part: [Selectable Rewards].

As he focused his thoughts, that section expanded, revealing three card-like options.

[Option One: Body Inheritance (Small Amount)]

Description: Inherit "Bonecrusher" Cass's [Beginner] physique.

[Option Two: Skill Inheritance · Fighting]

Description: Inherit the [Beginner] Combat Techniques "Bonecrusher" Cass had developed through years of brawling.

[Option Three: Memory Fragment · Treasure Location]

Description: Inherit "Bonecrusher" Cass's memories concerning a certain treasure location.

Rayne frowned slightly at the parentheses after the first option.

"(Small Amount)?"

His thoughts raced, and he immediately caught the key point.

"Although this 'Bonecrusher' Cass had an intimidating nickname, before his execution, he had probably been locked up in Loguetown's Marine prison for quite a while. Leftovers and cold meals every day, never seeing daylight... forget training, he probably struggled just to stand steadily..."

He recalled that on the execution platform, although the pirate had looked fierce, his build had indeed seemed somewhat weak and gaunt.

"So that's it... the system extracts the executed person's strength in their current condition? Because he'd been imprisoned for so long and his body was no longer at its peak, I could only inherit a weakened, small portion of his physique?"

Having figured that out, Rayne calmly continued analyzing the options before him.

"A memory fragment? An ordinary pirate's treasure stash is probably only worth a few hundred thousand Beli. It won't help my current situation at all. Eliminated."

"Skill or physique?"

"This is practically a single-choice question that doesn't require consideration. Physique is the foundation of all abilities. Even if it's only a 'small amount' of improvement, for this fifteen-year-old body that hasn't fully developed yet, it'll be a godsend!"

"Besides, as long as I don't deliberately show it, no one will know that my physical condition has improved!"

"I choose [Body Inheritance]!"

The instant his intent was confirmed, a stream of scorching, pure energy appeared out of nowhere and surged through his limbs and bones like floodwaters bursting through a dam!

"Ungh!"

Rayne let out a muffled groan and clenched his teeth tightly. He felt as if every muscle fiber in his body was being rewoven, while his bones groaned under unbearable strain.

Only a few seconds passed, yet they felt as long as a century.

The instant the stream of energy vanished, an unprecedented sense of power filled Rayne's entire body. He could clearly feel strength far beyond what he had possessed before.

But immediately afterward, an overwhelming wave of hunger engulfed him.

Rayne panted heavily, feeling as though he could devour an entire cow. Forcing himself to retain the last scraps of consciousness, he opened the system again and checked the personal panel he had not opened earlier.

Name: Corvo Rayne

Age: 15

Rank: Seaman Third Class

[Physique Realm]: Beginner

[Talent]: None

[Skills]: None

[Sin Points]: 120