Alright so someone posted a message about concerns about his status as a pseudo player and although I addressed it privately here is what was said if it tingle your curiosity.

"The reason I made him a pseudo player and not a GAMER was because every gamer cross over I could find made the hero able to use magic or create dungeons at lvl 0 and lvl up like crazy or even create parties and share XP. I just hate that, it breaks everything to the point authors have to find ideas so contrived to make the plot go forward it is not even funny.

So, no other gamer, no other insert, no other reincarnate, no dungeons, no parties, no shared XP. Only him and his sytem.

As for having a broken mc it is possible to have it. Making an interesting story with it is still possible but more complicated. However I believe it should be impossible to have an OP mc and a story that follow canon... yet that is what a lot of stories do. I find it lacking, unimaginative, an admission of weakness and poor writing skills overall. Not saying I am great. But Iat least will try to make the story coherent with itself. "

I Should also probably mention that the story was written on a whim because I wanted to see how difficult it was to create a system AND write a fiction while not breaking the world building and still having an interesting story. I found most system didn't work cause at some point everyone follow the rules of the system when it is clearly stated that only the player can experience the world a as a game thanks to his gamer body. Yet the system has to analyse other things and tranlate it in ways that make sense for the player... hence the difficulty... actually having 2 worlds that operate on different rules while still maintening a semblence (huh got the pun? Yang would be proud) of coherence... well SPOILER! IT IS DAMN HARD!

Anyway enough of me rabling, enjoy.

So I had some time to tinker with my system a bit here and there. Since I somehow unlocked it my bout of random sleeping had greatly diminished, which was a blessing and a curse at the very same time. Blessing of course because being aware of your surrounding and yourself was always a plus in my book, a curse because when you are a baby in a box being able to pass time with sleep seems like a heavenly gift… And I had a literal metric ton of time to waste…

Anyway, I had theories concerning the fact that I wasn't a Gamer nor a Player, but a pseudo-one. Call it paranoia or bullshit, but I am pretty sure the one who conceived my system are a band of sadists… a certain 'From software' came to mind, which made me laugh for a moment… then cry when I realized how fucked I might be…then smiled again because it still left me able to achieve greatness.

Anyway, normally the player, or Gamer I supposed, would obtain some massive buff in the term of two very specific and peculiars passives ability, namely, the Gamer-mind and Gamer-body skills. Well… no such thing for me. I wasn't totally left without anything to be fair, but they were far from the real deal.

Skill

[Pseudo-Player Mindset] (Passive) Lvl: n/a
Help in thinking more logically. Prevent most mind based ailment.

[Pseudo-Player Constitution] (Passive) Lvl: n/a
Allow for corrective growth, accelerated rate of learning and development. User is still bound by most rules of physics.

[Magic Disability] (Passive) Lvl: n/a
Due to genetic and world restriction, impossible to use magic.

[Semblance] n/a
Due to unlocking [Pseudo-Player] and it's many benefits, the use of semblance is restricted for balance.

Note: The [Pseudo-Player] will receive a small gift at his first level up for the inconveniences of having his semblance and magic restricted.

[Reincarnate] (Passive) Lvl: n/a
Allow for possessing most of past memories and personality. Greater souls grant greater [Vit] and thus, greater aura than most at same Lvl and age.
The [Pseudo-Player] is able to think and reflect beyond his actual level of [Int] and [Wis]. Status points cannot be spent on [Int] and [Wis] until said statistics naturally recover to their original user value.

It wasn't all that bad if I had to be honest with myself. Although I didn't know if that was me thinking or the system subtly influencing my ideas… which was slightly unnerving. Anyway, getting back on track, I might not have been immune to anything mind related but I was still extremely well protected, or so the system said… I wonder if that meant most illusions based semblance didn't work on me… That would actually prove to be an incredible tool against opponents like Neo and Emerald. Although I had no idea if that counted as mind related attack or whatever. Only experience would tell… which I wasn't in a hurry to test anyway.

Other than that it meant that I still had access to all my panel of emotions. Against a good thing in term of anything human related, less so when fear or any other negative emotion would attract creatures of the night trying to kill and/or devour me for fun… I will have to train to the fullest of my abilities as soon as I get the capacity to do so.

Concerning my body, again I didn't really know what to think, experiencing the world as a video game wasn't exactly a good thing in my opinion, so I was grateful I wasn't subjected to that. Now, to what extent would the system help me, I didn't know. I was still subjected to most of Remnant rules, which allowed for teenagers girls to do mind-blowing athletic feats... So I wasn't exactly limited in this department and would even benefit from an increase speed in learning and training, from what I could understand. That was a great thing, I wasn't the most athletic person, but I was still in good shape before whatever happened to me, or so I believed. Being able to grow faster and stronger as well as having incentive to get better and an objective way of telling when I made any progress… that was great.

As for the rest? Being unable to use magic wasn't that big of a downside in my very own opinion. The magic of Remnant was very limited anyway. And by limited I didn't mean in what it could do, because I had actually no real idea of that, but by the amount of people able to use it. Four girls, and an old man from what I remembered, perhaps an old and very disgruntled lady as well, though I wasn't sure. Still, the magical source of this world had been dying for millennia and what used to be common had become stuff of legend. Even the maiden for all their so-called power could be defeated with small groups of people working together, and Ozpin was far from being invincible. His last use of magic might have been to allow the transformation of two siblings into birds, and there was no mention of any use since then. Basically, I wasn't missing in on anything.

No semblance though… that was something else, the real downer if I had to be honest with myself. Seriously, semblance where awesome, anything that came to mind was probably possible with one. Wanted to teleport yourself from one continent to another? Deal. Wanted to, run faster than a wild running horse, create illusions out of thin air, a doppelganger of yourself, control the elements and bend them to you will, absorb damage to throw it back in one punch or sword strike, all of those and probably many more thing were possible with semblance.

They were the real game breaker, the ace in the sleeve or the nuclear warhead in the pocket depending on how one used them… Not having one sucked.

So yes I was really, really disappointed imagining all the things I could have done. 'Well no use crying over spilled milk' I rationalized, which again I didn't know if it came to me being a go with the flow kind of rationalizing person, or if my passive mind skill was abusing my goodwill. Maybe it was just my way to convince myself that it wasn't such a big deal not having one. And if I searched my memories I could make an argument that Qrow semblance really wasn't great… for him and all he cared for and loved in his close proximity… looking at it that way, sure then, not having a semblance wasn't that bad of a deal. I could even squint harder and pretend that my Player system was my semblance. I probably had an inventory or something which could be considered one anyway. And if Qrow proved something, it was that even being drunk and unlucky you could be an awesome hunter and immensely strong. So, with some amount of training, no bad luck, no use and abuse of alcoholic beverage and a system to boot… I actually had it pretty good.

I was stirred out of my musing when the door of the room I was in suddenly opened with a loud thud.

A man in a medical white garb and a pale blue surgeon mask whisked through the alley of cribs, going from one to the other at such a fast pace I would believe him to be related to Ruby or Oobleck.

"Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, ah alive… if barely… pitifull. Dead, dead, dead, dead, alive and… alive. Three out of twelve then, a major enhancement, can still be improved." I heard the man speaking to himself in a neutral tone, pointing to the babies… well… their remains mostly… as if he wasn't somehow partly responsible for their murders. He scribbled something on his notepad- or scroll, were I to use local vernacular but that wasn't the moment not the place- then simply left the place in the same fashion he entered…

…

'Well shit!' I didn't think there existed any real way to described how utterly terrified I was at that very moment, oh there probably were but I simply lacked the words or coherence to phrase it for people to understand. Being completely incapable of speech, unable to move properly by myself, knowing that I had been very, very, close to dying, and that these people didn't give the semblance of a shit about it… my inside were turning upside down, I felt like retching. Which really wasn't a good idea being, one, in an enclosed space, and two, in a place where people treated human life with less concern that they did for a pebble on the side of a road.

'By Oum… where did I land in this literal twice god forsaken place?'

I liked to believe I did keep my shit together… make of it what you want, just remember I was a newborn and had really difficult time controlling my muscles…