In a rental house in Sarawak, Malaysia.
"I really don't like Ali's character. Look at him — he already has such an amazing gadget like IRIS, yet he's still stupid and reckless! Come on, it's IRIS! A gadget that can even predict an opponent's movements before they do anything!"
"I'm also pissed off at his character. He's careless and always does whatever he wants. Remember season 1, episode 2? He think His actions made him look like a veteran in MATA, but he just followed his emotions even though he was a rookie with zero experience. In the end, Agent Rizwan had to fix everything. And even after all the missions he's done, he still acts on his own. Remember season 2, episode 1? He didn't follow Bakar's orders. And in season 3, episode 8, he acted emotionally again and didn't care about his team's feelings. If he had just listened to Mika, they would've won. If I were Ali, heh, I'd probably be an amazing agent by now!"
Inside a small, dark room, two people sat about five meters apart — because, well, they're not gay — watching Ejen Ali on a PC.
"What's wrong with you, Zen? Relax, it's just a cartoon. Don't get so worked up."
Zen: "How can I not be mad? Just look at his behavior — it makes my blood boil!"
Other Guy: "Relax, man. It's just a show. Of course he's reckless — in season 1, Ali was only 12 years old. That's normal for a kid."
Zen: "No, I just can't stand watching him act like that. Can't he think a little? He just joined MATA, has no experience, and that was even by accident — because he accidentally activated IRIS."
Other Guy: "Alright, alright. But seriously, how many times have you watched this show to remember every detail of every episode?"
Zen: "Eh, one season or all seasons?"
Other Guy: "All."
Zen: "Hmm… maybe 35 times."
Other Guy: "HUH!? 35 TIMES!?"
Zen: "Per season."
Other Guy: "Wait… so that's… hold on, let me count… you've watched Ejen Ali a total of 105 times!?"
Zen: "Maybe. (smiles)"
Other Guy: "You're insane."
Zen: "Thank you."
Other Guy: "That's not a compliment!!!"
Zen: "Hahahahahahahaha!"
Suddenly, the monitor showing Ejen Ali flickered with static, appearing and disappearing repeatedly.
Zen: "Hey, what's going on? Is it broken? Damn it!"
Zen tapped the monitor a few times.
Other Guy: "Maybe it's broken. You've had it for years, and it's second-hand anyway."
Zen: "Yeah, true. But no way it's broken after just three years, right?"
After Zen said that, a line of text appeared on the screen.
Text: "Are you bored with this world?"
Text: "Do you want to explore the world you desire?"
Text: "Then type the name of the world you wish to go to (i̶n̶p̶u̶t̶)."
Zen stared at the screen, confused.
Zen: "Bro, did my computer just get hacked??"
Other Guy: "Who would even want to hack your old PC? Maybe it's some prank. Just try typing something."
Zen typed 'Ejen Ali.'
After he entered it, the text changed again.
Text: "What character would you want to be if you went to that world? (I̶n̶p̶u̶t̶)."
Zen typed 'Ali bin Ghazali.'
The text changed again.
Text: "And if you desire power beyond human limits, what kind of power would you want? (I̶n̶p̶u̶t̶)."
Zen typed:
'A system that can upgrade +1 every second in all aspects of myself — skills, strength, stamina, IQ, speed, comprehension, thought speed, and everything else — plus a daily login system that gives me amazing rewards each day I log in.'
After Zen finished typing, the text changed once more.
Text: "Thank you for your answers. I hope you enjoy your journey to the world of Ejen Ali. Goodbye."
Then the monitor went completely black.
Zen: "That's it? And what does it mean by 'I hope you enj—'"
Before Zen could finish, the monitor suddenly exploded. Glass shards flew everywhere — one large shard shot straight into Zen's head. He collapsed to the floor, dead.
The other guy froze in shock, then rushed to Zen, shaking him desperately.
Other Guy: "Zen! Wake up!! Come on, Zen!! Zen! Zen!!! Wake up!!! This isn't funny!! Wake up, idiot!!!!"
Tears streamed down the other guy's face. He grabbed his phone and called an ambulance as fast as he could, sobbing.
(Okay, that's the scene before Zen gets transferred. Now let's see what happens after he dies… jeng jeng jeng!)
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Zen: "Ughhh… where am I?"
(This part happens inside his mind.)
A woman's voice echoed in Zen's ears.
Female Voice: "Infinity Retinal Intelligence System — small but powerful. But I guess you already know that, agent?"
Zen: "Agent?"
Female Voice: "Don't pretend. I heard MATA trains young agents. How old are you? Nine?"
As she spoke, the woman walked over to a table. On it was a small gadget. She placed something tiny on top of it.
Zen: "Huh, nine years ol—"
Before Zen could finish, a sharp pain shot through his head.
Zen: "Ahhhh!!"
But it only lasted two seconds.
Both the woman and a man nearby looked surprised.
Female Voice: "No need to scream. No one's coming to save you."
Meanwhile, the man pulled some items from a red-colored bag.
After a few seconds, Zen's vision became clear.
Zen: "Where am I? Why am I inside an unfinished building?"
Zen: "Wait… I think I recognize those two… Hold on — Dos? Trez? Aren't they from Ejen Ali??!! Wait — why are my hands tied to this metal pole!?"
Zen looked around and saw a reflection.
Zen: "Wait… that's not my face… it's a kid's face! Don't tell me that text on the screen was real!!??"
Zen: "If that's true… hahaha! I've become Ali — the main character of Ejen Ali! Hahahahaha!!!"
Zen: "From this situation, this must be Season 1, Episode 1 — the very beginning of the story."
Zen: "Now I just have to wait for Bakar to arrive. He should be here soon..."
As Zen thought that, a large man in blue combat armor appeared behind Trez and threw him backward.
(From now on, I'll call Zen 'Ali' until the end.)
Ali(Thinking): "Ah, he's finally here — the chubby MATA agent, hahaha. Time to act."
Ali: "Uncle!!"
Bakar: "You okay?"
Bakar went behind Ali and unlocked the cuffs from his hands.
Then Dos walked toward Bakar, and Bakar turned to face her.
Bakar: "Please cooperate, miss. Return IRIS, and we can—"
Before he could finish, Dos grabbed his hand and kicked his leg, knocking him to the ground.
Ali: "Eghh."
Ali(Thinking): "Haha, that must've hurt, hahaha."
Bakar got up.
Bakar: "Miss, don't be stubborn. I won't hurt you."
Dos pulled a shock stick from her hair and attacked Bakar.
Bakar: "Eh, miss, don't be like that. Not very ladylike."
Bakar dodged her strikes easily, but Trez appeared behind him and punched downward. Bakar noticed and turned, counterpunching — but Trez's bionic arm created a shockwave that sent Bakar flying backward.
Bakar sat on the floor.
Bakar: "Ouch."
Trez: "Hahahaha, nice one. Want another?"
Dos stood beside Trez.
Bakar: "Ali, what are you waiting for?"
Ali(Thinking): "Ugh, just when it's getting interesting to watch."
Ali stood up and pretended to run toward the stairs.
Dos: "Trez, stop him!"
Trez: "Ah, forget it, I want to deal with the fat guy."
Bakar: "Hey, not fat — I'm tough, okay?"
He flexed his arm.
Trez punched again, but Bakar blocked and hit Trez on the chin.
Dos attacked from the side with her shock stick, but Bakar parried every strike.
Trez slammed the ground, creating a shockwave. Dos threw her shock stick at Bakar — but he caught it.
Trez came from behind and smashed Bakar in the back, sending him flying into a pillar — cracking it.
Trez swung again, but Bakar dodged.
Ali, hiding behind another pillar and not running away, watched everything.
Ali: "Okay, I just have to move slowly and grab IRIS."
Ali tiptoed toward where Dos had placed IRIS.
Meanwhile, Bakar was still fighting both Dos and Trez. Since he was outnumbered, he was getting tired.
Bakar: "That's all you got? Come on… ha… ha…"
He wiped his sweat.
Unfortunately, Dos sneaked up behind him and shocked him, paralyzing him temporarily before handcuffing him to a metal pole.
Dos walked to where she had placed IRIS earlier, but saw Ali already holding it.
Ali: "Hi. (smiles)"
Dos charged at Ali.
Ali didn't panic. He quickly activated IRIS — but unlike the show, this time he used it on himself. He pressed the center, and a crack-like effect appeared, scanning his face. Instantly, glasses with red, blue, and yellow lights appeared.
Ali: "Ahh, so this is what it feels like using IRIS! Hahaha! This time I'll be the greatest agent ever!!"
Ali looked around and saw every piece of information about his surroundings.
Ali: "Amazing… incredible!!! Hahahahaha!"
He saw that Dos was about to throw her shock stick — he calmly stepped aside.
Ali: "That's it?" He smirked.
Trez jumped and slammed the floor, creating another shockwave, but Ali dodged effortlessly.
Ali: "This gadget is awesome! Hahaha!"
Ali: "But what should I do with you two, huh?"
Trez: "Hey, you brat!!"
Trez charged at Ali, ready to punch, while Dos threw another shock stick.
Ali saw all their moves through IRIS, dodged Trez's punch, grabbed the flying shock stick, scanned Trez's weak spot, and jabbed it precisely — knocking Trez unconscious.
Ali: "Hmm, you two are pretty good."
Ali sat on top of Trez's unconscious body and looked at Dos.
Ali: "Hahaha, what a shame — you're beautiful, but too bad."
Dos: "Tch."
She rushed at Ali and tried to kick him, but Ali dodged easily.
Ali caught her leg and kicked her other one, making her fall.
Ali: "Hahahahaha, this is way more fun than I imagined."
He kicked Dos in the face.
But suddenly, a warning popped up on IRIS — Ali's energy was almost depleted.
Bakar, watching, was shocked by how skilled his nephew was in combat.
Ali collapsed, and before he passed out, he muttered:
Ali: "A weak, useless body…"
He fainted, and IRIS reverted to its original form, falling from his face.
Dos tried to grab IRIS, but Bakar — now free from the handcuffs — snatched it first.
Bakar: "Miss, wanna try again?"
Bakar tried to use IRIS the same way Ali did, but it denied his access. Dos kicked him hard in the groin, and he fell but still managed to secure IRIS.
A mysterious voice came from the red bag.
Mysterious Voice: "Dos, get out of there now — MATA is close!"
Dos grabbed the bag and ran out of the building.
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(I think that's enough for now. I'm a new writer and not very good at storytelling, so yeah… I kinda copied a bit from the animation.)