1 REBIRTH AFTER A CHALLENGE
New York City...10:24 p.m
Here our fellow otaku, Alexander Jaeger, walking back to his home after a day in a detention center or more commonly known as a school by millions of children around the Globe.
Dressed as comfy as possible with regular blue jeans bought from LeavYs , a white plain hoodie, and to finish it off with a pair of ConVIRSE sneakers.
Alex was as ordinary as can be, born with tree brown hair that was present with almost every caucasian American, light green emerald-like eyes...except its partner was eyes bags and a skin that shouted AMERICAN white that has touches of blemish and acne scars.
With an average height of 5'10 and muscles built like a...I don't even know...built like a stick or between a stick and branch.
Alex was not your character with sudden combat experience like other fanfics nor did he have a JADE like skin from xianxia novels depicting him having feminine like features that would make the female populace wet
(Seriously why would women-like features make women wet? Like wtf, wouldn't they at first feel safe because of your womanly features instead of a manly one??)
And right now, our main character here is thinking about his monotonous life, and how he is going to be changing it. He seems to be planning on boxing our very own loved Truck-kun.
ALEX'S POV-
"This may be crazy but might as well be crazy than living life with a fixed direction with my stats all on average.
And then after graduation, I'll be living my life with an office job of 9 to 5 for years on end, while creating offsprings (If I could even find a girl to be with) and then they will follow my footsteps and so on..."
While I was mentally broken thinking about the future I have unknowingly reached my destination. Looking at the sign "Truck Dealership", I sighed to myself and tried climbing the fence.
Sad to say, I was gasping for air after that, the only thing that helped me was my somewhat more muscular right arm. If you can even term it as muscular...
As I was walking through the dealership, I looked at the numerous trucks parked neatly on each side of me, as if saying there is a "Boss Monster" up ahead.
Looking at the logo in the middle they are all different or at least there are two. One of the logos featuring a somewhat boxy face with various lines shaping up to be a robot, while the other one being a face containing sharp shapes and features.
"What the fuck...since when were transformer logos on trucks and vehicles were for sale?"
I looked to the end of the hallway and spot a truck model with a sign:
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Year: 1992
Make: PETERBILT
Model: 379
Name: Optimus Prime
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"Huh...I may have stumbled upon a transformers truck dealership, anyway, all I'm here is to grovel before trucks and say my wishes and prayer and head back home"
*Kneels*
"To God or whatever being heard my voice please kill me buy truck-kun's hands so that I can claim my wishes and be done with this life already!"
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"Welp it was too good to be tr-!!"
*BOOOOOM!*
Golden Lightning struck the truck that was on the highest stage as if saying 'I'm the Prime of all Trucks and beyond!'.
The truck transformed its ordinary paint job of Black into a color scheme as if the stars blanketed space.
The truck mentioned suddenly transforms into a towering construct with a height of 50 meters, while here I am thinking
"How the f**k did you even get that big!?"
After transforming and ignoring my shouts of its height all it said after that was..
"Boy, thee has't hath asked to p'rish, then thee shalt P'RISH!"
With its towering height of 50 meters, it brought both of its massive arms up and gripped both like a hammer and struck down with afterburners on its hands to further increase the speed and scale of destruction.
"Well dam"
*SPLA-*
It didn't even allow the sound effects of flesh painting the floor to even happen as tons of its mass-created an even bigge-
*BOOOOOOM* (There it is!)
After the job was done the truck disintegrated into fine particles as the materials of a mortal construct couldn't handle a blessing of the Creator. But not without leaving a...
Truck Prime: *HONK* *HONK*
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NEWS STATION POV:
Minutes after the resounding boom heard all over New York City
"RUN THERE NOW AND FIND OUT WHAT'S GOING ON!", the Director shouted at all of his workers to hurry there to be the first ones to spread the news.
"Do we get to use the heli!?", the employees asking whether it was allowed to use, since they usually use a van.
"WE HAVE TO BE FIRST SO BURN ALL THE FUEL YOU WANT!
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so...GET TO THA CHOPPA", the Director yelled out the order but not after releasing a movie reference for all his employees to hear.
The employees just stood there looking at their Boss probably thinking, 'There's an explosion yet you have time for jokes?'
HELICOPTER PILOT POV:
On our way to the site of the explosion and also not sure if we are even allowed to be on air due to it. While we were nearing the site, I told the field crew that we are already nearing the explosion.
From my view, I can see a long ravine traveling across the ground, and I swear to whatever caused this it made me release a bit of liquid brown goodness? Which made the occupants in the aircraft start gagging cause of the smell.
NEWS TELEVISION POV
"BROUGHT TO YOU LIVE BY CHANEL 5 NEWS STUDIO! We are currently at the site of the explosion which caused the quiet New York to wake up from the sudden "KNOCK", and I must say everyone did wake up...well not all, and may they rest!"
"FIRE THAT IDIOT ONCE THIS IS OVER!", the Director who was watching from the newsroom shouted as whoever was talking was not clever with their jokes.
viewers: ...(-_-')
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OMNIVERSE WHITE ROOM FANFIC SCENE...ACTION!
Creator: 'Oh my oh my, my scene is coming up better perform well for the readers and for Author-san's debut as a bored person writer in his world's timeline with a virus'
While our dear Creator was in the thought of calming himself down and waiting for the supposed main character, our main character was in a...
Director of the Story: AUTHOR SAN WHERE SHOULD MC BE WAITING??
AUTHOR: Hmmm...the void! Give the cliche void for the hungry readers! Sh*t, add rainbows if you want to!
Employees??: GREAT IDEA! (x100)
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THE VOID-
A single light could be seen swimming around the void...but of course with splashes of rainbow
ALEX'S POV-
"Where the hell am I??"
While I was looking around this place devoid of light but was able to see rainbows from time to time, my heart rate and breathing quickened because my mind shouted 'YOU GOING TO BE MEETING ROB/CREATOR/GOD..etc -SAN FOR YOUR WISHES SOON!'
As if waiting on cue for our beloved "SUDDEN light" to appear in the void...nothing happened
"Oh right, I forgot, from reincarnation 101 we have to wait after some millions of years because ROB supposedly forgot about us...good night, I guess?"
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"HOLY SH*T THIS IS TOO LONG"
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Millions of years later or a few sentences?
*WHOOSH* or *ZHOOMMM* (How does light sound? oh well)
A sudden white light appeared zooming through the hallucinogenic void like area and stopping at a standstill as it was part of its script to wait
-Back to ALEX-
A sudden light zooming through the void woke me up from my stupor/slumber, as my perception of time quickened during my stay here since that was the only thing I could do
"FINALLY! MY forgetful ROB-san is here!!"
I ran with my non-existent soul like legs to the light and as I neared the light bulb like being the being raised his finger and *SNAPPED*
Suddenly finding myself in a white room with a table in front of me...an old man with dazzling white hair which was whiter than the room and ruby blood eyes like your typical OP Main Character in a Multiverse Character...but with a script on hand??
Creator?: "Let's see...*reads script* ah yes, Sorry I was busy with...*FU*K WHAT REASON*...
DIRECTOR and Author: *Facepalm*
Creator: "...Godly paperwork? YES! PAPERWORK! That you Mortals would not understand the hardship of.
Anyway, let's just end it with an 'I forgot about you' and I will grant you...*counts with fingers*...THREE WISHES!"
Alex: "Firstly...Shouldn't you be saying 'You seem to be calm'?"
Creator: "That's with another actor"
While listening to this Old Guys word...I somehow couldn't hear the last word, like it was censored with some natural laws that prevented me from knowing, I just left it at that and thought about my wishes
Creator: "You should start hurrying up with the wishes, as other candidates might start popping up"
I tried my dumb luck with:
First Wish: I am the OWNER/MASTER of a sentient system that can do anything with the use of system points
Second Wish: I have unlimited System Points
As I already finished stating my second wish I saw ROB-san's eye twitch
Creator's Thoughts: 'WHY DON'T YOU JUST BECOME THE AUTHOR THEN!?'
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Third Wish: The System can never harm me in any way, and that means any type of harm like emotionally, physically, mentally, and through the soul too to be direct.
After I stated my wishes I waited for the Old guy's response to which he only replied with:
"Well, hurry up and make your customizable avatar already and the world of your choosing.
Oh and since your system can do anything I bet you're planning on making a multiverse travel ability, while you're at it go to other fanfics and kill other reincarnators that manipulate women into their harem, favor too, torture those people who keep saying Yun Che is trash but does what he does"
While in thought I was immediately thinking to the likes of people like Indra Otsutsuki, Shiba Tatsuya, or ...yeah that's the people I have only been thinking of...sigh
"I will transmigrate in the body of Indra Uchiha in the world of Against The Gods, one week before the start of canon.
Mind sending me done with a thick lightning strike?"
Creator: *SNAP*
And before I knew it I disappeared
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Director: PERFECT!
Creator: "Could have done it better with the lines though...anyway lets go and watch my replacement create Chaos in the Omniverse shall we? or rather Author and his magic?"
Everyone: "HAIII!"
