"Ahhhhh, I'm so bored. Vertin is too slow to do anything fun," a disembodied voice whined. The unknown being watched a screen, where the character Vertin commanded a group of Zeon officers.
The being sighed, "You know what? Why have one channel of entertainment when I can get someone else to entertain me while Vertin is stuck in a filler arc"
With that, the being began searching for a suitable candidate.
Meanwhile, on Earth...
"Dawg, this is so unfair," a young man grumbled, staring at his phone. He laid on his bed, a dramatic sigh escaping his lips. "This gacha system is rigged. I can't get my favorite character!"
The being's eyes lit up. "You know what? That's good enough. Society might actually improve once he becomes my new entertainment."
A notification popped up on the young man's phone.
[ CYOA: If you were to choose, what character would you be? ]
"Huh? A CYOA?" he muttered. "Well, I might as well answer. It's not like I have anything better to do." He tapped the link.
1.If you were to pick which character you want to be?
"Simple enough," he said to himself. "I'll be Sakuya Izayoi. She's the first fumo I ever bought, after all." He typed his answer.
2. If you were to pick, would you have a system or not?
"A system, definitely. But a helpful one with an AI," he typed.
3. If you were to pick an extra skill or power, what would it be?
"Guns, no question asked. Muskets, specifically. I have a feeling I'm just copying another character," he mumbled, a mischievous grin on his face.
"Yeah, muskets. I can summon an infinite amount, and I can imbue them with my power. Same goes for knives. And for my clothes, they repair themselves."
4. If you were to pick, what world will you pick?
"Hmm… maybe… no, not that one. I got it! RWBY."
5. For your last wish, what will it be?
"Huh? Uh, maybe a theme song system? Like when I fight someone, a song like 'Night of Nights' will play."
He leaned back, a mix of satisfaction and disbelief washing over him. "Damn, this looks so overpowered. But then again, it's a CYOA." He yawned, glancing at the time.
"Ugh, it's already 12:40 PM. Time for bed."
Back in the void, the being stared in awe at the young man's choices.
"OH MY SELF! THIS GUY! JUST WOW!" The being was flabbergasted, a mix of shock and delight on its face. "You know what? Screw it! We ball!"
With that declaration, it transported
"Sakuya" to her new reality.
Sakuya woke up in a forest, a bird pecking at her face.
"Five more minutes, Mom," she mumbled, swatting a hand at the persistent bird.
The bird kept pecking until she finally woke up. She sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Huh? Where am I?"
She looked around, her mind still fuzzy from sleep, and was met with the sight of a dense forest. A wave of panic washed over her. "Did I get kidnapped?"
She looked down at her clothes and her eyes widened in shock. She was wearing a familiar maid dress. The memory of the CYOA flooded her mind.
"Oh no," she whispered.
"Mirror! I need a mirror!" she frantically patted her pockets, finding a small mirror. She held it up and stared at her reflection. She saw a delicate face with crimson eyes and long silver hair tied in a braid.
"So it's really true… I'm Sakuya," she said, trying to calm herself. "At least I look good."
She took a deep breath, collecting her thoughts. "Okay, I know I'm in RWBY. Wait… my system!"
She closed her eyes, trying to figure out how to access it. "Uh, how does this work? Status?"
A transparent window materialized in front of her.
[Name: Sakuya Izayoi]
[Race: Human]
(Power Sealed: Only 45% is unsealed)
[HP: 100%]
[Mana: EX]
[Strength: B]
[Agility: B]
[Luck: B]
[Endurance: B]
[Equipment:]
Knives
Lunar Clock
Maid Dress
[Skills:]
奇術「ミスディレクション」 (Conjuring "Misdirection")
メイド秘技「殺人ドール」(Maid Secret Skill "Killing Doll")
幻世「ザ・ワールド」(Illusion World "The World")
幻幽「ジャック・ザ・ルドビレ」(Illusion Phantom "Jack the Ludo")
[... and more]
She sighed, a small smile forming on her face. "This is good, but I guess some of my power is sealed. I have to find out how to unseal my power."
She looked up at the forest canopy. "Well, I guess I have to find civilization."
Sakuya walked through the forest, the unfamiliar crunch of leaves beneath her feet. She was used to walking, but this was different. Each step was unnaturally graceful, almost a choreographed dance. Her mind felt sharper, her movements more precise.
"Strange," she murmured, the words coming out in a polished, almost melodic tone. "It's like I've always been like this."
The voice itself startled her. It was so proper, so perfectly maid-like. As she contemplated the bizarre changes, a guttural roar echoed through the trees, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"What the!?" she exclaimed. A grotesque, black wolf-like creature with glowing red eyes burst from the underbrush and charged at her.
"Tsk. Bad dog," Sakuya said with a practiced ease she didn't know she possessed. She held up her hand, a silver throwing knife materializing in her grip. "Light Speed C. Ricochet."
With a flick of her wrist, the knife shot forward. It moved so fast it seemed to vanish and reappear, striking the Grimm's head with a sickening pop. The creature's body dissolved into a cloud of black smoke. Sakuya strode over to the spot where it had stood and retrieved her knife, wiping it clean on her dress which, she noticed, was still pristine.
As if on cue, five more of the wolf-like monsters emerged, their snarling maws dripping with malice.
"Oh dear, more trash to take care of," she sighed elegantly. She pulled out a handful of knives, each glinting in the dappled sunlight.
She adopted a pose, holding a pocket watch in her free hand. "Spell Card: Za... Worldo!"
Time froze.
The snarling monsters were suspended in mid-air, a perfect tableau of aggression. Sakuya casually sauntered past them.
"Useless," she muttered. She threw three knives, which instantly multiplied into dozens, each one stopping close to each of the monsters head.
"Time shall resume once more," she announced, a small, knowing smile on her face as she snapped the pocket watch shut. The world instantly resumed its motion, and the five creatures got envelope by multiple knives and dissolved into smoke.
With the threat neutralized, she tucked her pocket watch away. The air was silent save for the rustle of leaves. She was Sakuya Izayoi now, and this was her new reality. Her skills, her voice, her very movements they were all hers.
"why do i have the urge to grab all those knives" she said before grabbing them