I'm Saitama!

"Mmm, this is good" Jack exclaimed as he devoured his cream-filled Mochi. Jack Spencer is a 21-year-old American student participating in a student exchange program in Japan. He was picked to study at a partner institution to his university.

Jack Spencer had an amazing time exploring Japan, immersing himself in the diverse cultures, sights, wildlife, and traditions. He also formed a close-knit group of friends. The only downside was starting from zero to learn the language. The thought of learning for the first time kanji sent shivers down his spine.

Should've bought more, he thought, unable to resist the delectable taste. His phone buzzed, and he saw a message from a Japanese friend of his.

[hey dude we're going karaoke tonight you coming?]

[Sure, when and where?]

[9:00 PM same place as last time.]

[ok, I'll meet ya there.]

[we're gonna have a blast dude! we even invited Aoi.]

[you know your not-so-secret crush;)]

[bro she isn't. we're just good friends.]

[uh huh "good" friends, sure.]

[everyone saw the way you glance at her in class. just admit it bro.]

Lost in his phone, Jack didn't notice he was in the middle of the road until a Truck honked loudly. "Oh Shit!" Startled, he leaped out of the way just in time, narrowly avoiding a collision with the truck that careened into a construction site.

Jack quickly got to his feet and checked himself for any injuries. Upon realizing he was unharmed, he burst into laughter, completely unconcerned about the growing crowd around him. "Hahahahaha, I'm alive! Suck it bi-!"

Little did he know, the impact from the truck caused a section of the building to crumble, bringing down a forklift that landed directly on top of him, crushing him and ending his life in an instant.

The onlookers gasped in horror at the horrific scene as the sound of approaching police sirens filled the air.

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"And That's it, that's how you died," a tiny creature chimed, its appearance eerie with its featureless face and snow-white skin. Dressed in a white tuxedo, white tie, dark shoes and white gloves, it sat comfortably on a small chair in a workroom, leisurely sipping tea, somehow.

Jack's eyebrows twitched upon hearing the story. It was one thing to pass away, but to have such a ridiculous and, quite frankly, embarrassing end was another matter entirely.

Grumbling, Jack slumped further into his chair, realizing that all his dreams and aspirations had vanished in an instant. No graduation. No asking Aki out, No marriage, No travelling the world, No children.

Would anyone mourn me? or even be sad? His friends might, but that's it. He was an orphan since birth, so he has no family to speak of.

Jack was knocked out of his thoughts by a giggle, and he quickly glanced over to see that being, which he still didn't know the name of, hunched over, trying to stifle their laughter.

Tick marks appeared on Jack's forehead as he shouted, "The hell are you laughing at?! Bastard!" However, his outburst only seemed to fuel the being's amusement, causing it to erupt into uncontrollable laughter.

Jack's frustration continued to build until it ceased chuckling after ten minutes. "Throughout eons, never have I witnessed a mortal make me laugh in such a manner," it remarked, turning towards him. "For that, you have my Gratitude," it stowed away the tea.

"Mortal? The hell you calling a mortal? Who even are you anyway?" he demanded, still seething from being laughed at.

"Who am I you ask?" it paused "I am the one with the capital G in the name, you can piece together the rest," it replied, causing Jack to pause in contemplation before realization dawned on him.

"Your G-" "Indeed, that would be me," the being, now identified as God, interjected. "Do not concern yourself with your outburst, I am not offended by it," it clasped its hands together.

"Alright, let's focus to the matter at hand - you have passed away, which normally means it's time to determine whether you'll go to heaven or hell based on your sins. However, because you've amused me, I've chosen to grant you another chance at life. How does that sound to you?" God tilted its head.

"Oh," Jack was stunned, it's not every day that you come face to face with God and he offers you a second chance at life "Umm-sure why not, I accept." he nodded.

"Fantastic, I have already selected a world for you" God then stood up on the chair and throw its hands to the side "it's the world of one punch man!" confetti shot out of nowhere as a band started playing celebratory music. Not that Jack paid them any attention.

One punch man! Shit! I'll get slaughtered in no time! "er- that's cool and all, but can't I go somewhere else?" he asked with a shy smile. "Hmm" god paused, it put its hand on his chin in contemplation "how about Attack on Ti-" Jack didn't want to hear him anymore. "One punch man doesn't sound so bad after all" Jack immediately cut him off, sweat pouring down his face.

"Wonderful" it clapped its hands "now I know what your thinking, don't worry you won't get killed so easily, why? because I'm placing you in the body of the protagonist himself." it announced, eliciting jack to smile.

"Woah! does that mean I'll be Saitama!" Correct you will become the caped Baldy himself!" God announced and then turned to him "before he started his training" the smile on jack's face disappeared faster than the speed of light.

God began to float and waved its hands, creating a portal of pure ethereal white behind Jack. "Do you have any questions? No? Alright, then off you go!" With a wave of its hand, God sent Jack hurtling through the portal, screaming all the way.

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Jack groggily woke up, his vision still blurry. Huh, what a weird dream. he sat up and glanced around. The first thing he noticed was that everything looked different - the layout, the furniture, even the size of the room.

Holy shit, that wasn't a dream he looked at his hands noticing they were different from his old ones.

"of course it's not" a voice startled jack, he immediately stood up and whipped around, noticing a pigeon standing atop of his desk "what, did I scare you or something?" the pigeon tilted its head.

"Fuck you" jack responded causing the pigeon to smile, somehow, at him. "Now, I won't waste your time, Saitama had quit his job as a salesman yesterday and will start his training regimen tomorrow, you already know what that means yes?"

"If you don't, tough luck! I'm not telling you," The pigeon said, crossing its wings over its chest. "You're a weirdo" Jack retorted with a sigh while shaking his head.

"And that's what makes me special, right? Anyway, I'll be going now. Just remember, I'll be watching your adventures and can appear whenever you need me. Goodbye!" With that, the pigeon flew over Jack's head and disappeared through the living room wall.

Jack sat alone, lost in his thoughts. He then went in search of the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. His reflection now displayed a Japanese heritage instead of his Caucasian one. His long ponytail into became a short, spiky hairstyle.

One hundred push ups, one hundred setups, one hundred squats and a ten-kilometer run every day. This training regiment would kill anyone in just the first week, but. He clenched his fists I won't let that stop me, I will do it every day, even if I must suffer because of it.

Jack, no, Saitama's eyes sharpened as he stared at his mirror, I won't give up, I will give it my all, I will become the strongest!

Just as he was getting lost in his newfound resolve, his stomach let out a loud grumble, interrupting the moment and causing him to grumble in frustration.

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(A/N)

Don't get confused with the title, this isn't a self-insert fan fiction. I will be continuing my other project "Demon Slayer: The Demonic Gamer"