Going on a journey
In a few seconds, it will be my 13th birthday.
Last year there was only a Happy Gilmore template.
At least he was very good at Golf due to the template.
I hope it will be a good template.
[Congratulations host on your 13th(9th) lottery]
[Do you want to draw right now]
[Yes] [No]
I clicked yes of course.
[Congratulations Host, you have won the template of Assane Diop(Lupin)]
[Assane Diop(Lupin):
-Disguise ( 8 )
-Impersonation ( 7 )
-Quick Thinking ( 8 )
-Manipulation ( 9 )
-Thievery ( 9 )
-Art Knowledge ( 8 )
-Strategic thinking ( 8 )
-Computer proficiency ( 6 )]
[Detection of many similar abilities. Fusion beginning]
[Assane Diop + Neal Caffrey will be fusioned into _______]
[Ability panel opened]
[Ethan Nathaniel Alvarez]
[Age: 13]
[Height: 1,71m/5,6 f
-Archery(MAX)
-Music(MAX)
-Dancing(MAX)
-Healing(MAX)
-Electrical knowledge(MAX)
-Poetry(MAX)
-Instinct(MAX)
-Disguise( 9 )
-Impersonation( 8(9) )
-Quick Thinking ( 8(9) )
-Strategic Thinking ( 8(9) )
-Thievery ( 9 )
-Counterfeiting ( 9 )
-Forgery ( 9 )
-Art Knowledge ( 9 )
-Computer Proficiency ( 7 )
-Manipulation ( MAX )
-...]
"What do the numbers in the brackets mean?", I asked confused.
[These show signs of a higher level, meaning it doesn't take much and it will advance to that level]
"Why did only Manipulation go to Max?"
[Due to the Manipulation of both Assane Diop and Neal Caffrey being on a very high level of 9, not much away from MAX]
"That draw was a very good one. I even opened up a panel for all the skills and fusioned Neal Caffrey and Diop into a new template.", I thought happily.
Speaking of it Diop was a master thief of a previous French TV series he loved. He was a master thief and had Lupin as his idol and as some kind of template.
~half a year later~
It is nearing the end of 2007 and I decided to go on a journey.
Without telling my parents or anyone.
Why? Even though I lived so nice?
I wanted more action.
I decided to run away somewhere.
I could run anywhere.
I started by going to New York.
I started by going to search for a house to live in.
I found a charming woman called Michelle, who was 19. She was a rich second-generation and lived alone in a huge house.
I met her in a club and we had sex.
Not the first time I had sex. It started when I got around 170 centimeters and I had a few fake IDs, which weren't really fake if you consider the proficiency of my forging.
Michelle thought I was 18. Well, I didn't blame her as I was starting to look pretty old for my age.
But more to Michelle. She was a beautiful woman. She looked very similar to Natalie Portman in the 2000s.
After waking up I decided to make breakfast. I learned cooking and baking in some templates a while ago.
"Hi Nathaniel", Michelle greeted me from behind.
"I didn't know you could cook", she said with a smile.
"You know me since a fucking day", I replied while looking at her like an idiot.
"I wanted to be friendly", she said pouting.
"As for yesterday. Have you already decided? Can I live here? Only for a while?", I asked her. I wasn't really nervous if I couldn't find any housing. I have some, but it would take out the excitement of living independently from my parents.
"You can live here if you want", Michelle told me with a smile.
We ate breakfast.
"I need to go to my father's company now. Bye.", Michelle said after finishing breakfast and getting ready.
After that, I went to explore New York.
I traveled around going through everything with the subway.
As I was on the subway smoking.
A grim-looking old man came to me.
"No smoking on the train", he said.
I just looked at him while continuing smoking.
"Look at the sign fella no smoking", he continued.
I still ignored him.
After a few seconds, he continued.
"Capiche? Put it out", he said impatiently.
I glanced at him and just mockingly asked, "Capiche?"
I laughed and continued to smoke.
"Put out the fucking cigarette", he did it again. I was slowly fed up with him.
Some people already started looking.
I laughed at him, pulled up my sleeves, and put out the cigarette on my arm while laughing at him.
He contemplated and angrily walked away saying, "You oughta be locked up you asshole"
I laughed again.
I knew I was wrong, but I loved the feeling of freedom. And who cares who is right and who is wrong in the end?
I don't fucking care about that shit.