2 [Cotton Eye Joe - 2]

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John couldn't stop the excited giggles and chuckles from coming out of his throat, he was far too happy, far too hyped-up about his current situation to so much as stand in one place for more than a second. He still patted his body, feeling his newly redesigned structure and dense muscles. It was too bad there were no rivers or puddles nearby, he wanted to see what he looked like now...

Oh!

He reminded himself, that Roland Deschain had two VERY important objects on him that John so desperately wanted to wield in his hands. Those, of course, being the gunslinger's iconic dual revolvers, Remington Model 1858 revolvers, to be precise. Putting his hands to his sides, he felt them. The two cold, metallic objects strapped to the two brown leather holsters on his sides... they were actually there!

"Ehe-hehehehehehe!" he couldn't resist impersonating that water gremlin's laughter as he unholstered his two revolvers, "I got guns~ I wonder if the infinity ammo cheat is on~?"

He pointed the weapons towards a nearby tree, and with a steeled grip he began to rapidly pull the trigger on both of his weapons. A cautious or thoughtful person that has never operated a gun would have probably opted to wield just one of the weapons with both of their hands, but, well, John was not such a person. He's not that smart, but he's a far cry from an idiot... sometimes. Most of the time he is just dumb.

-BANG- -BANG-

-CLICK- -CLICK-

Six shouts blasted through from each of the iron cannons, dealing overly high damage to the trunk of the tree in front of John. The damage proved to be more than he first thought, as the trunk splintered and toppled over to the side just a moment later. He had to force himself back down from his hype-induced high to inspect his guns. The cylinders of the guns, aka their magazines, were both empty and didn't magically refill themselves.

"Darnit! Well, lucky me I have these extra magazines."

Indeed, across the two brown leather belts running across his hip, each for one of his holsters was many pre-loaded cylindrical magazines with six rounds each. There was quite a lot of ammo on him, in fact, John didn't doubt he could fit more on himself if he used his third leather belt as well, the one that held up his pants.

With a skill he was confident that he didn't possess before, John reloaded his Remington 1858 revolvers in record time, faster than he thought he could move. That was a welcome surprise, unlike the limited ammo his guns had. At least they were strong as fuck, too bad strength on that calibre, hehe, pun intended, didn't mean much in this world... that is, if it was the world that he wished for. He had no way of checking now, but he was confident that like all main characters lost in the woods upon their reincarnation, he was bound to find a settlement soon enough. Be it in a form of a lonely cabin in the woods housing a beautiful hot babe, or a straight-up town!

The trees weren't big enough to give him any signs of this being Attack on Titan, thank god. Now, if only he could find some manner of a reflective surface to check his appearance with. ...WAIT A MINUTE! He still hasn't tried out his powers! If he, PRAY TO THE GODS ABOVE, actually had any. He better, after all, he died immaturely! John actually believed that he deserved as much, or rather, desperately wanted to be able to use powers like Cosmic Fear Garou from One Punch Man with a few exceptions. Cosmic radiation would of course be an issue, but that was nothing some training couldn't fix! Or so he thought...

"...I don't even really know what Garou's powers were then. I just thought he had this control over Fundamental Forces and just about everything in the universe... fuck. Wait, couldn't he also copy Saitama...? I'M SO FUCKING STUPID PLEASE TELL ME I CAN DO AT LEAST HALF OF THOSE THINGS!"

John yelled at himself for his sheer stupidity, not realising just how strong his desired powers were when he presented them to the judgement. Maybe that big-ass angle didn't give him that portion? Honestly, he would be content with just the control of universal forces, that's mainly what he loved about Cosmic Fear Garou anyway. The martial arts would be cool too, but it wouldn't fit in with his Roland Deschain character. ...Was... was he seriously treating this as some roleplay? He... kind of just now realised that he was...

"Okay, so... Fuck I should have thought that through more, how do I even begin?"

-THUNK-

To his shock and surprise, a book with the appearance of a thick magazine fell on top of his head seemingly out of nowhere. On the cover was a funny artwork of God from One Punch Man with a moustache and a teacher's outfit. Also on that very cover was a large title of the book that read "Tips & Tricks to becoming The Ultimate Lifeform!".

"Okay, this is... intriguing."

Upon opening the catalogue-like book, what John was greeted with were chibi illustrations of himself, or rather, Roland Deschain, a much younger and more handsome version, that appeared to be giving instructions on how to properly control his powers. John now realised that this was indeed his guidebook to controlling his almighty powers... FUCK TO THE HELL YEAH THIS IS AWESOME! Having a literal manual now meant that he could learn the coolest shit without having to smack his head against a brick wall for a few months or even years!

{Wow! You are in a new world with a power that shouldn't really exist there! Isn't that awesome?! But, you have encountered your first roadblock! KNOWLEDGE! You have none of it! And, you need this handy handbook to learn how to do stuff with your badass magic powers! Well, here, in Earthland, specifically Fiore, we have a few categorisations for magic.}

"So I AM in Fairy Tail, fantastic!"

{Because your powers are so awesome and nobody has had them yet, you get to name them! Be aware that the name you decide upon will be marked down in history and should have an appropriate level of badassery to it!}

"Obviously."

{Here are a few options if you are feeling lost! Cosmic Magic, Arc of Cosmos, Speaker of Space, Cosmological Principle, Cosmic Surgery, Stellar Magic, World Over Heaven, The World. If none of these appeals to you, feel free to use your own choice!}

John stared at the recommended selection of names that the brochure provided for him, and immediately recognised a few as obvious references. "Speaker of Space" was literally a reference to a virtual YouTuber from English Hololive that has recently "graduated", Sanananana and World Over Heaven as well as The World were both JoJo references. He felt like he heard the name "Cosmic Surgery" somewhere before but couldn't quite remember. That was beside the point, the problem was that... he had no idea what to call his magic...

...

"...Help? Please?"

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