[New fanfic, shocking I know even though I haven't finished the Marvel DxD fanfic yet. Tbh, I don't wanna be known as someone who consistently drops his story but I can't help it, this is my way of overcoming writer's block. I was having a writer's block while writing Marvel DxD and I found enjoyment in writing a new one. Not sure if this new fanfic would last longer but I can definitely assure you that it would reach beyond 100 chapters, I hate writing fanfics that doesn't reach more than 100 chapters.]
[Anyways, enjoy my new fanfic and as always, joining my p-treon would encourage me to continue.]
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"It is time." A black-haired man with a set of heavy armor with gold intricate markings stood over a decapitated humongous creature under his foot.
Around him was a place of massive destruction, as if the meteor that wiped out the dinosaurs made a massive U-turn for round two.
Then there's him, the hero of the world, Alistair, has successfully slain the Demon King and has brought peace to this world!
However, one might think that the man is a very noble hero who sacrifices his entire life in dedication to avenging the innocents and bringing peace to humankind.
'Finally! Please God take me now! I've killed the Demon King!' Inside the man's mind, he was crying tears of joy as relief and exhaustion can be seen on his face.
Thousands of years ago, he died from overworking and met a higher being who promised to reincarnate him to another world in exchange for eradicating evil in one of his created worlds.
Alistair, naive and innocent at that time, readily agreed, not knowing the full story behind the world he's tasked with bringing peace to.
World of Fantazio.
An entire universe made up of nothing but men.
That's right. No women or anything feminine in this world. Only men and their muscles. Don't ask how the population increases. Just know that a man's body in this world has a bonus but sickening function.
If Alistair had known this beforehand, he would have begged him to bring him to a world made up of bears instead.
He now understood why some women would rather choose the bear than the man.
Because a man, in a world with no women, would see any hole as their goal.
Just by this sentence alone, one can already imagine the brutal and horror experience that Alistair underwent.
Every single night, he had to protect himself from everyone. Constantly locking himself up in his room while making sure his pants are tight.
In this world, you'll never know what might happen if you blink in a second.
Thankfully, the world of Fantazio is circulated around swords and magic, so after building enough strength, Alistair was no longer harassed and focused on his goal of driving the Demon Realm out of this world.
Which wasn't easy. The weakest demon is ten times stronger than the weakest human.
It took Alistair thousands of years just to finally reach the strength enough to slay the Demon King's Generals and then finally, the Demon King himself.
It wasn't an easy job and he had to sacrifice his innocence for it.
Suddenly, a light pierced through the sky and basked him in a golden light.
Alistair raised his bloodied face and finally smiled after not smiling for thousands of years.
Slowly but surely, Alistair slowly turned into motes of golden light, vanishing from his place.
***
In a dark space, the same man but in an illusory form, floats around endlessly.
Relief can be seen on his face as he closes his eyes as if a huge burden has been lifted from his shoulders.
"You did a great job. Now the world is ready thanks to you." A booming voice resonated across the empty space, prompting the man to open his eyes and stare at a black space with a confused expression.
"What do you mean ready? For what? Don't tell me you'll bring other humans into that shithole!" He expressed, with disgust and fear plastered on his face, a remnant of his experience in that world.
"Not quite. I meant that it is ready for sinners. Hell has been packed and I had to make another space or else Hell would explode from an overload of sinners. So that world is specifically for Pedophiles, Rapists, and other humans who have committed the worst crimes." The voice explained, making Alistair widen his eyes in surprise before annoyance.
"So you're telling me that I'm actually the beta-tester!?" He gritted his teeth.
"….Now that you've said it, you're actually right haha~." The voice was unresponsive for a few seconds before answering with a small laugh.
Alistair, silenced by the sheer audacity of this god to actually make fun of the brutality he experienced, decided to just grit his teeth and move on.
"So what now? You promised me you'd bring me to a normal world this time, right? You can't go back from your promise!" He pointed his finger forward and demanded.
Ever since he was brought to that world, he no longer treated this god with respect.
Why would he? After spending years after years of protecting his innocent body from being harassed by the filthy inhabitants of that deranged world.
It's already a miracle that he's not throwing a fit here.
"Of course, of course. Why would I forget? In fact, because you did a great job, I'll throw in a gift for you, how about that?" As soon as the voice finished his words, Alistair finally calmed down and sighed.
"Just let me feel a normal world this time, please?" Right now, Alistair is tired and all he wants is nothing but to sleep on a comfy bed, eat an appetizing food and finally, fulfill his lifetime goal, get himself a girlfriend.
"Sure, thing. Alistair. I hope you enjoyed your stay in the world of Fantazio. You deserve a very long rest." Once the voice subsided, Alistair was engulfed with another light again, not bothering to reply to the voice's attempt of mocking him.
'My future girlfriend. Here I come!'
***
The journey took longer than expected. But Alistair still arrived at the location.
Even with his eyes closed, Alistair could feel a wind hitting him in the face all while he was laying down somewhere soft.
Slowly opening his eyes, Alistair was met with the sight of a ceiling fan rotating in front of him, which is also the source of the wind he was feeling.
'There's nothing like this in the shithole world.' He muttered to himself, a bit dazed and sleepy.
A moment after, energy came rushing to his entire body and he quickly jumped from the bed, almost hitting the ceiling fan.
Looking around frantically, Alistair excitedly dropped to the ground and started kissing the wooden floor.
'I'm finally back! I miss you Earth!'
After planting several more kisses on the floor, he went back to the bed and lay for a few seconds.
"I feel kind of rejuvenated. Did I keep my strength?" He wondered to himself. To test it out, he pushed his hand forward and uttered.
"Status!"
"…"
"System?"
"…"
"Inventory?"
"…"
"As expected. It seems I don't have access to the Fantazio System anymore."
The world of Fantazio might be set in medieval and rarely have advances in technology but the world inhabitants itself have access to a system similar to the ones in novels and such.
Alistair, becoming a resident of that world, also have his own system, allowing him to view his status. Though unlike the rest, his system has a bonus Inventory where he can store things.
"Hmm? This looks familiar." Out of the corner of his eye, Alistair suddenly noticed a small paper laying on top of the bedside table.
Grabbing and unfolding it, he proceeded to read it silently.
[Dear, Alistair.
I'm writing to you to tell you about the gift I promised you. Since you can't bring the Fantazio system to your new world. I decided to create you a new one instead. Though this new system only offers you Status and Inventory along with a hidden one that you'll gradually unlock once you're strong enough as its functions but I think you'll do fine.
Anyways, you might think you're still as strong as before, right? Allow me to clarify things a bit. You still retain all of your skills and abilities and can use it whenever and wherever you like. The only downside is that your body is not as strong as before. So if you want to use them without repercussions, I suggest working your body out again. Like what they say, no pain no gain.]
Just as Alistair finished reading the paper, it suddenly turned into a mote of light before entering his body.
"That was…." Confused, Alistair had a suspicion in his mind and called out.
"Status?" He uttered.
[Name: Alistair Abara, Kuroki Kenshin
Age: 12,690, 15
Class: Hero
Titles: Evil Slayer
Strength: 10 (Average human is 10)
Magic: 10 (Average human is 5)
Agility: 10 (Average human is 10)
Durability: 10 (Average human is 10)
Constitution: 10 (Average human is 10)
Mind: 10 (Average human is 10)
Skills:
- All-Weapon Mastery - You're a master of all sorts of cold weapon
- Close Combat Mastery - You're a master of close combat
- Aura - You can manifest your aura to intimidate and instill fear in others
- Cooking - You can cook
- Cleaning - You can clean
- 99+
Abilities:
- Elemental spells (Whole Arsenal)
- Telekinesis - Move objects and things with nothing but your mind.
- All-Speak - Able to fully understand and master a language just by hearing it one time.
- 99+]
[Class:
- Hero - You're the embodiment of justice and peace. Your presence would naturally calm those who are in need of help. Will temporarily increase your current stats tenfold when helping someone in dire need.]
[Titles:
- Evil Slayer - With this title, all sorts of evil will naturally fear you, as if you're the epitome of their nightmare. Your attacks are ten times more effective against them and their attacks are ten times less effective against you.]
'This….What mind of stats are these?' Instead of seeing the usual thousands of digits in his status, Alistair was surprised to see him back to square one.
'Well at least I still got all of my skills and abilities. Although it would heavily strain and even damage my body if I were to use them on my current state, but it's better than going back to nothing.' Alistair patted his chest, cheering himself slightly.
"Now, what's with the name? Since when did I have two names?" Just as Alistair or now Kenshin was pondering to himself, his eyes suddenly contracted as several image flashed before his eyes along with new memories surfacing in his mind.
[Mind +1]
[Mind +1]
[Mind +1]
Thankfully, the event didn't last long and Kenshin started to rub his forehead to ease the pain.
At the same time, he noticed that his Mind stats went up by 3 due to the new memories.
[Mind: 13]
"How convenient. Back in Fantazio, the Mind stats were the hardest to grind." He chuckled after recalling how he had to memorize an entire book just to add one point to his Mind stats.
Though increasing Mind stats doesn't actually make him intelligent or anything. It just increases his resistance to mind effects such as anxiety, depression, stress and many more, even including magic spells related to the mind.
Setting the new status aside, Kenshin started to view his new memories.
Kenshin Kuroki, or Kuroki Kenshin in Japanese standards. Your typical average student with average grades. Who just graduated from Junior High School a few months ago.
Kenshin then proceeded to win the lottery out of sheer luck a few weeks ago and squandered it everyday, going gambling and spending lavishly.
It was only yesterday when the original Kenshin realized that he spent all of his lottery money and then decided to take his own life after realizing that he has nothing to pay off the loan sharks from the gambling den he used to gamble from.
What a great way for someone like him to end.
Don't even ask how this kid, barely 15 years old, was allowed to gamble inside a gambling den. Those greedy bastards were probably blinded by Kenshin's thick bundles of cash and secretly allowed him to gamble it all away.
'Seriously, is it really that hard for people to save up their money?' He muttered under his breath, mocking those people who would casually spend all of their money once they got their hands on it.
Then there's also the fact that a mere fifteen years old was able to buy a lottery ticket and claim his winnings without dealing with any legal papers and stuff. Many things just didn't add up and yet I don't have my idea how despite having his complete memories.
Standing up from his bed, Kenshin stretched his limbs out before standing in front of the mirror, only for his jaw to drop at what he had seen.
Of course he had seen what Kenshin looked like in his new memories.
The problem is, the teen standing in front of the mirror was far from the original Kenshin's appearance!
It looks more like himself back in the world of Fantazio!
'So not only I replaced someone else's life but even his original body?' Kenshin slowly turned around, taking a good look at himself before nodding his head with a smile.
"Well at least I look better than the original. Though explaining how I turned from an average Japanese male to a handsome hunk like me would be troublesome but nothing a mind magic can't fix if someone too curious were to ask." He assured himself.
'Now, it's time to work on my lifetime goal.' He smiled.
'Time to find myself a girlfriend!'
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[Next Chapter: Ch. 2 - This isn't a normal world!]
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