Dirty deals, not so cheap
Don't Own anything.
'thought'
"Speech"
"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper. .
. when those are around.
. .
"
Darkness. .
.
And then brightness.
I sit up with a gasp, rapidly looking around my surroundings. 'wh-what where the hell am I?!'
Light peers through two small windows, causing the dust particles floating in the air to light up, an eerie creak echoes from the floorboards as I sit up.
I lay on a tatami mat, the room I am in is incredibly small and just. .
. empty.
. .
if I had to guess I'd say it's about seven feet wide, six feet long, and six feet tall.
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My hands shake slightly.
'wh- what the hell?!'
There is a sole door in the room, one that I am laid before and two small windows on either side of it, the blinds closed.
I have been kidnapped.
Holy shit I have been fucking-
*Do-dodododo do do do do-*
Is. .
.
Is that the fucking Ocarina of time shop theme?
With a flash, a screen appears in front of me.
Congratulations! You have been randomly selected for reincarnation! No need to thank us!
You now have the illustrious job as a shopkeeper! Buying, selling, even bartering and trading! What fun!
What do you keep in stock and what do you sell? That's up to you!
We, as an interdimensional conglomerate agency corporation bureau monopoly, understand that this may be quite difficult to adjust to for you. Thus.
We have given you some perks as the shopkeeper.
Firstly! Combat is prohibited inside the shop (unless you designate a spot where it isn't such as by purchasing a 'Coliseum ' in the shop. ) Guns will not shoot, magic will fizzle out, and melee attackers will feel as if they are striking an immovable indestructible object.
(While the target feels nothing).
Next, you are able to speak all languages for ease of shopkeeper-ing. This is a result of something else that your body has.
Third. You are granted an almighty appraise skill! You'd be a poor shop keep if you couldn't tell the value of items you are buying.
Fourth, the ability to convert money from one kind to another.
Fifth, the ability to convert money into shop upgrades and basic products that your shop has sold before. (And the ability to manipulate your shop as you see fit, moving shelves without touching them, moving entire rooms to the other side of the shop, etc~
Sixth, the capability and body to learn any skill or ability from *{ERROR} Ability censored for dramatic revelation. {Error}* through ample time and effort.
Please note: while this gives you the capability of learning things, it does not give you talent, meaning that you will be painfully average at everything you manage to learn this way unless you put some true effort in.
Congratulations, yet again! Please have some starting money on us.
I watch as bills begin to flow out of a coin reader-like slot in the bottom of the screen, fluttering into my lap as I remain static at the sheer magnitude of my situation.
A spray of coils shoots from it, pelting my face like a shotgun blast.
"AGH- FUCKING-"
I writhe on the floor briefly before taking a long breath and exhale.
The music stops with a record scratch.
As I crack open my tear-filled eyes, I can see the screen snap shut.
I rub my face and slowly sit up, grabbing some of the money I was given.
I frown down at the coins as a realization strikes me.
"Wait. Why is this Yen?"
I grab an item and place it in a basket. 'let's see here.
Cup noodles. .
. '
I grab a couple of more. 'let's get a few of these.
Oh, they've even got a bento box? I'll grab a couple of these. If I don't sell them, I could always eat them.
Then lets see here. .
. I'll need some chip, surely, then some basic bottled water.
'
I look at the basket in my arms.
It is surprisingly full for what it appears to be worth.
Differient from America. I guess that's a result of higher income tax.
Something that I get away with by living in another dimension entirely.
Apparently by looking out the windows you can see a floating island with not much on it.
That was spooky for a good ten minutes until I realized that when I opened my door to gaze into the endless abyss, I found myself looking at some alleyway.
No income tax on an island in the middle of the void, after all.
Anyways, I was basically given one hundred dollars to stock my store.
Fucking ridiculous, but alas, I guess I have to start somewhere.
Anyways, now I've got to pay and return to the ominous door in the alleyway.
I pause as I notice something. A newspaper.
"Kuoh Daily"
"Oh. You have got to be fucking kidding me.
"
I'm going back home. .
. and then I'm just not leaving until I am forced to.
Pov: Elsewhere.
A. .
. death game? Oh god.
. .
A lone girl dejectedly walks through the streets, her head low, all around her people are screaming and panicking.
She wears a red shirt and brown leather chest piece, around her waist is a short white skirt.
Her brown boots thud on the pavement roads of the Town of Beginnings
There's a hollow expression on her face, this sort of thing wasn't supposed to happen.
Trapped in a video game?
Her friends. .
.
Her family. .
.
They. .
.
Probably wouldn't care that she's stuck here.
She had noticed that her school friends were becoming increasingly distant. Secretly creating group chats without her.
. .
only offering to hang out rarely. .
. typically when they had forgotten their purse.
She had gotten into this god forsaken game in order try and get more friends. .
. but.
. .
Anyone who dies in Aincrad. .
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. dies for real.
She'll be lucky if her parents don't go into her room and tear her headset off for not doing her chores tomorrow. Not even noticing the fact....