Holy shit! Who is this fucker!"
He bolted forward, the desolate streets devoid of life, no other cars in sight. The eerie silence was disrupted only by the persistent honking of a truck tailing him. Panic set in as he scanned the desolate surroundings, desperately searching for help.
"I need to call the police, where is everyone?"
He continued running, his gaze focused on the end of the street a small alleyway there. He didn't look back, he didn't falter as he just kept running mustering everything that his gamer body could muster. With a last-ditch effort, he dived forward, a gust of wind felt behind him as the truck barreled past him while he jumped into the narrow passage.
He continued running, his gaze focused on the end of the street – a small alleyway. He didn't look back, he didn't falter, just kept running, mustering everything that his gamer body could muster. With a last-ditch effort, he dived forward, a gust of wind felt behind him as the truck barreled past, clipping part of the building that connected to this alleyway.
"Fuck, it shouldn't be able to get me here... but what if the driver chases after me instead?"
Drenched in sweat and afraid, he didn't think this was over. He turned around and quickly escaped into the alleyway, nothing in it besides trash and rats. He jogged forward, exhausted from the previous sprint.
"The other side... there is a police station on the other side!"
He saw the light at the end of the tunnel, not far from here there was a small police unit. He only needed to get there and report this fucker and everything. But as he was treading forward, the lights in the vicinity started to flicker continuously. Abruptly, all of the light bulbs that lighted the way forward shattered into pieces, and everything went dark, and then he heard it again, the revving of the engine.
"N-no... stay away..."
In front, he could see the damn truck. It was barely able to fit into this narrow passage, scraping the walls as it slowly drove forward. He quickly turned away; to his surprise, he heard the same engine noise; another truck blocking his path was there, too. The area filled with the screeching noise of scraping metal as the two trucks drove at him, each second increasing in speed.
"Ha Ha Ha..."
He started laughing, his face showing a shaky smile as he lost it. He looked to the sides, walls blocking his path of escape.
"Fuck you!"
He moved to the wall, his fingers digging into the hard concrete wall as he tried climbing up. His fingernails broke, blood gushing out as he scratched, trying to climb up, but to no avail, as the rainwater made it far too slippery. The last thing he saw was the bright truck lights coming from the sides; he tried looking into the driver's seat. His eyes bulged, his jaw clenched as he tried to see the person responsible. To his surprise, he didn't see anything, not even a silhouette of a driver; the truck seat was totally empty.
SPLAT!
That was the last thing he saw; his short life as a computer repairman ended right there. He felt resentment in his eyes. There were things that he wanted to achieve—simple things, like a business of his own where he could dictate the rules and not be a slave to his wage for the rest of his life. But he was also looking at the bright side; he was now free, free from worldly problems.
He floated in the void, his mind racing as it couldn't comprehend where it was. This state of mind didn't last long, as he felt drawn somewhere. It was as if something or someone was calling him there.
"R....d.....m.....nd...."
He heard a voice. It was a gentle voice that belonged to a woman.
"Mas...R.land...."
"Pl.as....you...mu..wak....p...."
Where am I? Is this heaven?
His consciousness drifted off until he felt a sensation of weightlessness. A feeling of peace washed over him. The world around him was peaceful and quiet. He wasn't sure how much time passed before he realized he was falling down—he was floating in space. He was aware that he had fallen into some sort of black hole, an endless abyss. As he fell deeper into the darkness, gravity disappeared completely, and it became difficult to breathe as his oxygen supply ran out.
I thought I was dead. Why do I need to breathe?
It took him a while longer to realize that he was breathing, which meant there was still air flowing inside the black hole. A strange sense of calmness enveloped him.
"What is a mortal Soul doing here?,
A female voice echoed in his head.
"Mortal...Soull...
What are you saying?!
He struggled against the unknown force pulling him downward, but he found himself struggling in vain. The pull grew stronger as he descended further into the depths of the infinite void.
Why did I have to die!?
He screamed internally, and his soul felt tortured as the pain intensified. He reached the bottom of the well, which seemed to stretch endlessly without end. In the distance, he noticed a tiny speck of light growing bigger and brighter as he approached. When he got closer, he realized it was a human figure standing next to the light. She appeared to be staring at him.
"Are you a mortal?
She spoke to him, her voice echoing throughout the vast emptiness. Her words sounded so clear, as though they originated directly from his heart.
"Yes..."
He replied, the sound reverberating within his eardrums. She smiled softly as if reading his thoughts.
"Then we will meet again."
Her hair swayed gently as the light faded away.
"Wait!! Wait!!"
But it was already too late, the light vanished leaving him alone in the endless darkness. He was left gasping for air, unable to move.
"What is this place...?"
There was no sign of the mysterious woman anymore.
"What has Tsukuyomi done to bring a Mortal into my Territory…"
An unfamiliar voice echoed through the blackness; the voice was distorted and unclear, and its tone was cold and emotionless.
"You are not a member of our organization yet. You cannot come any farther…"
"But I will grant you an opportunity to join, be honoured mortal, I will give you the chance to become one of us…
One of you? Are you a R.O.B…"?
"Muwhahaa, Humans sure are ignorant to call us that, but I guess it isn't incorrect to say that!"
The voice laughed as the blackness began to swirl violently. An image formed in his mind: he was looking upon the surface of a planet surrounded by countless stars. The sky was painted with a multitude of colours, and the atmosphere contained multiple layers.
"I will reincarnate you, but as I'm way to lazy to intentionally, Pick who you would reincarnate as. We will spin a lottery wheel…"
"A lottery wheel? Will it have anime characters involved in it"
The swirling mass stopped moving. He could hear a loud clang followed by a dull thud as if a heavy object had been dropped onto the ground.
"Yes, But due note, if you are reincarnated as an anime character, you will be reincarnated randomly, Be it when they were born or even At the time of their death. Whatever happens, is not on me but your Luck…"
The glowing man spoke he looked to be about 30 years old stood in front of him, his arms crossed. He wore a white robe adorned with gold embroidery, his face hidden under a hood.
"So I've died…"?
Correct, you died on May 29th, 2099, due to a Truck; the driver fled the scene, hence your current situation."
"May 29th, 2099, huh? So this is hell, then?"
"Who cares what you, Mortals, say about my Territory? I have no interest in your ideologies. Hurry up and Spin; I don't have all day for you to play around with your stupid ideals."
The God-like being in front of me—spoke sharply. He spun a sizeable golden ball bearing between his hands, tossed it high above them, and it landed with a soft plop. The sound of spinning wheels could be heard. After several seconds of waiting, he finally spoke.
"Well? What number came out?"
"Nine, why does this dictate what I will be reborn as…? Please tell me I haven't landed on being reborn as a cockroach, right? If that's the case, I might actually kill myself rather than go through that."
"No…not at all. What it did was dictate which wheel you will spin. I will say your luck is enviable; if I had the luck you had when I started, I would be Rich by now…but alas, I can never attain such great fortune."
"Oh really?"
"Indeed, Your Luck is truly astounding. Now let's see what fate awaits you…"
The God—Like being said, this whole materializing wheel looked like a roulette table, so he picked up a small silver cylinder from the center and placed it in front of him. He pointed towards the wheel, which began to rotate rapidly, with every turn sending the ball flying off and landing on different numbers. Each number represented a possible rebirth.
There were legendary names on this wheel,
[Anos Voldigoad]
(The Misfit of Demon King Academy)
[Rimuru Tempest]
(That time I got reincarnated as a Slime)
[Artortia Pendragon]
(Type-Moon)
[Isshiki Ōtsutsuki]
(Boruto Universe)
[Gilgamesh]
(Type-Moon)
"The wheel kept spinning faster and faster. The sounds of the wheels rolling filled the room as it finally stopped. The God—like Being sighed deeply as he stared at the result.
["Antares—The Destruction Monarch"]
You got to be kidding me...
"Will I be reborn in Antares world to…?"
"Hmph, That would be correct. if it was done Normally, but Your luck seems quite good, so you will be sent into a world that has dragons, but it won't be Solo Leveling as we can't have you interfering in Raganarok right? anyways You should take advantage of it while it lasts. otherwise, you will never catch up to us"
"As we have spun your Reincarnation, we will spin the unique Powers you will get. and the World you will be send to, You only get two unique power spins. and 1 random world Spin. Be Grateful."
The God—Like being said while conjuring another Three circular wheels that looked like a roulette table. These two circles spun round and round, each rotation revealing more possibilities.
"This is starting to look bad…."
"Let's hope that I'll land on something useful…."
After a few minutes, both Wheels finally stopped turning. The God—like Being looked down at the two wheels with Envy.
[World Spin: High School DxD]
"..."
'you got to be kidding me right? of all chacnes i had to go to a ero infested world, this is a joke right....?'
'it's got to be.... but if it isn't that means I'm kind of screwed but not in a bad way it depends on how much power of Antares i will be able to use or should i say myself.....?'
'anyways at most if it comes to it Antares is at dragon god level at his weakest so I should be fine right?'
'let's just hope i get some of his strength if i get zero percent of his strength ill just become a Resource pot as Antares is a dragon that means I'll be highly sought after by many which would put me in a bad spot''
["Multiversal Chat Group"]
'a Multiversal Chatgroup, great another cliche of these types of novels the author might be running out of ideas...'
["Fate Grand Order System"]
'Fate Grand Order is an overpowered franchise with people who could solo DxD but will i even need it...? Antares could solo the entirety of the verse with at most fifteen percent of his power and that's overestimating DxD adding anything Fate related is just the Nail in the Coffin'
"Umm…. When Reincarnated, will I gain these abilities immediately or later down the road….?"
"Both abilities will come into effect immediately. However, its like filling out a character template that is imposable to see, as the higher the Compatibility and mannerisms you do will be influenced by this and will decide how much power you receive since your first Ability is the Multiverse chat group, you will not be able to use it for a week. By the way, many people in the multiverse know of the existence of other worlds, including Shinra and the others in the group. However, they cannot contact those outside the group because of the lack of communication mediums.
Crackle!!!
Black Lightning crackled around the air, Forming a thunderstorm of Black Lightning. The lightning struck the ground before him, creating an enormous crater. The Void shook as the shockwave hit.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I forgot I'm not supposed to tell a newbie that…."
The God—Like Being apologized, his eyes twitching as he looked down at the crater created by his own hand.
"Leave now. You Have caused me too much Trouble. The others might get ideas…."
The God—Like spoke as if all Mortals were Beneath Him; as he spoke, the God—Like being swiped his hand in a single motion, and he Teleported the mortal out of his territory and into his world…
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inside of a eastern Building, a Mature Woman with Silky White hair, sat in her room adorned with mats made out of bamboo and wooden boards, she was wearing a blue dress that matched her skin tone. It was simple yet elegant, it showed off her slender waist and long legs. She was sitting cross legged on top of her bed.
A note suddenly appeared out of nowhere lying onto her lap as if someone had pushed it through her window. The letter was written using ink from a pen dipped into water, she read the note silently.
[The Multiversal Group Group is now Operational Would you like to Join]
the envelope Disappeared Leaving be-hide a blue Translucent screen floating in the air, in front of her eyes two messages appeared,
[The Multiversal Chat Group is now Operational, Would you, Like to Join.]
Y/N
[If you do join your most desired Dream will be Accomplished…]
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