New Identity

*Ring, ring, ring! *

"!"

A sudden beep of an alarm began to echo shrillly inside a room, interrupting the previous silence.

A sleeping guy quickly opened his eyes. He stared for a moment at the wooden ceiling above his head as his mind processed the sudden awakening.

"Where… the hell am I?" – He murmured slowly as he turned his head and looked at everything around him.

His room was partially lit by the rays coming through his window. Next to his pillow was his cell phone that marked the date and time.

Saturday, April 2, 6:00 am.

He slowly uncovered himself and sat down while he rubbed his eyes. He instinctively reached out and turned off his noisy smartphone.

He lowered his head and saw that he was lying on some kind of very thick quilt. He looked up and began to inspect everything around him.

Small, the wooden-walled room he was in was at most about six square meters.

He saw a wooden desk with short legs on which lay various office supplies, a lamp, and a stack of papers.

On one side he saw a small shelf with several books and notebooks. At the other end, there was a double door built into the wall.

On the floor, next to his desk, was a monitor, a keyboard, and a CPU. Due to their appearance, they could be considered modern.

However, for the boy, the whole place was unknown.

"Shit!" – Just when he was trying to remember how the hell he ended up in this place he felt a painful sting on his forehead.

It was a pain so strong that it seemed to split his entire head in half! It was a pain that radiated to the back of his neck and from there to his entire body!

He held his head with both hands because of the piercing pain he was feeling right now. A thunderous rumbling with a savage pulsation gnawed at his mind, making his teeth clenched so hard that they could break from the mere pressure.

At that, a series of memories flooded his mind.

"Curse! Ugh… ah… ugh!"

The pain gradually faded, making the young man's mind begin to clear.

'I was in Malibu celebrating... Then I appeared next to that old man who sent me to this world…. Damn... I can't believe it... ' – the young man thought to himself.

He now remembered everything.

He was a young man from NY who had achieved success thanks to sports betting and had gone to the beaches of California to spend the summer in style.

However, he ended up in a surreal, death-like situation in which an old James Bond told him that he would send him to an animated world on a mission.

What kind of shitty situation was that?!

Although at first, he thought it was a bad joke, it ended up being true... a bitter truth.

He had gotten himself into a situation that made no sense at all!

Travel to an animated world? special missions? This sounded like the stupid stuff that appeared in the Japanese cartoons that one of his ex-girlfriends liked to watch!

But no matter how much he wanted to refuse to be a participant in these idiocies... He ended up doing what that old man told him.

I didn't know if this whole situation was something similar to the story of Alice in Wonderland and that after a while she would return to her world as if everything had been a dream, or maybe she really had died and everything was happening was real.

But right now, and as foolish as he may seem, the only thing he could do was trust the words of that old scoundrel.

After a while, he tried to calm down by breathing deeply while he slowly came to his senses.

"This… is this what they call transmigration?" – He murmured after a moment.

Although he was not a Hindu person, he knew that the idea of transmigration and reincarnation were linked to the idea of karma.

The belief that a person's actions in life, good, bad, and morally ambiguous, when considered as a whole and weighed in the balance, will determine the nature of his next existence.

And if all that religious garbage was true, there was no way he should have been able to reincarnate since of all the actions he had done in his past life, only some were good, the rest were... meh.

Between wild parties, big bets with juicy profits, and women everywhere... none of that was something worthy of a second chance.

Yet here I was, inside what is possibly an anime world.

But, why an anime world? If it were up to his tastes, he would have arrived in the world of a television series or some movies, not in the story of a Japanese cartoon.

This was more for people like his ex-girlfriend or those anime fanboys than for him.

From what little he knew about anime things, the theme of reincarnation was a recurring genre.

Once his ex-girlfriend had forced him to watch an anime where a boy without a job died from almost being run over; he had even urinated from the fright. He had met a blue-haired goddess and they both arrived in a medieval world.

He couldn't deny that that story was funny, but it was nothing compared to what had just happened to him.

He hadn't been an unemployed loser and the old man he ran into wasn't some dumb goddess who flashed her ass to everyone without a care in the world.

This was something more infuriating.

Still feeling a little disoriented by the amount of new information that had flooded his mind, he stood up, opened the sliding door, and left his room.

As if he were a sleepwalker he went down the stairs to his bathroom.

Although he had never seen this place, everything seemed strangely familiar.

Once inside the bathroom, without thinking twice he took off all his clothes and looked in front of the mirror.

"Phew… I still don't believe this was real… it seems like a dream" – the young man exclaimed in a low voice as he looked at his reflection.

young face, similar to the one he had before coming to this world but with oriental features, it was not normal looking at all, but rather stood out quite a bit, especially his blue eyes.

He had short black hair, a little messy, giving him a wild appearance.

He was tall, very tall for the average in the country, and his body had some muscles that stood out.

But now, that was what mattered least to the guy.

"Thank heaven it didn't shrink!… Although it seems like it's bigger than the one he had before… damn" – the young man exclaimed while looking at his crotch.

Although he knew little about anime, he knew that the Japanese were far below the world average regarding the size of his 'little friends'. 

In his past life, one of the things he was most proud of was his good size.

So how the hell did this guy now have a monster between his legs? Is it an anime thing?

More importantly, how the hell did he have this body right now?

*Ding, ding, ding*

Suddenly, a sound echoed in the boy's head, at the same time as a kind of blue holographic screen. appeared in front of him.

The guy didn't say anything and quickly began to look around, trying to see if this phenomenon was being caused by something or someone. However, wherever he directed his gaze, that blue screen moved.

He suddenly stopped and analyzed the situation well.

'Is this thing what they usually call a home screen?'

At this moment the guy remembered another anime that he watched with his ex-girlfriend.

The story of said anime was about a future in which many players were trapped inside a game and in order to get out they had to reach the last level.

In that anime, he saw that the protagonists had holographic screens which allowed them to do various things.

A little curious about this, he slowly stretched out his hand to touch the blue screen.

*click*

Suddenly, his fingers felt the touch with the screen and did not pass through it like the stone or the branch.

At that, the screen gave a faint flash and a written message appeared on it.

[Congratulations, you have met all the conditions of the secret mission: survive arrival]

"Secret mission? All conditions?" – The boy murmured without understanding what he was reading – "What the hell is all this?"

But, as if he ignored his thoughts, the text on the screen changed again.

[You have obtained the right to become Transcendent, do you accept?]

[Yes / Not]

"Get the right? Transcendent? Accept?... this reeks of a trick... it's obvious that this shit is the work of that damn old man"

Our protagonist sighed when he realized that this, which was not a hallucination, was very possibly the work of the being that had sent him to this world.

'No, this is definitely the work of that old man, he surely wants to tell me something... the question is why the hell isn't he communicating with me directly, is this some kind of video game?'

Without giving the matter any further thought, he pressed the 'Yes' option and waited to see what would happen.

*Ding*

[Congratulations, congratulations on choosing the correct option, you have five additional points!]

[Congratulations! You gained the passive skill: Interdimensional Traveler!]

[You have a welcome message!]

At that, an alarm sound echoed in his mind and new information appeared on the blue screen.

[State]

>Basic information:

Name: Miyamoto Yuuma

Age: 23 years.

Profession: Teacher (unemployed)

Level: 01

Race: Human (99%) / Transcendent (1%)

HP:10 (10) MP: 10 (10)

Strength:10(10)    Agility:10(10)     Vitality: 10 (10)    Intelligence: 10(10) Perception:10(10)   Fatigue: 0 (0)

Average human value: 10

Additional points: 5

>Passive skills:

-(Unknown): maximum level.

- Interdimensional Traveler: level 1

>active skills:

-Body resistance: level 1

"Yes, this old man is taking this as if it were a video game... although truth be told, from the little I know about anime, this system is somewhat cliché"

The boy named Yuuma muttered as he read the blue screen's content. This presentation of information was similar to the online role-playing games he had seen in his past life.

"Nevertheless..."

Suddenly, his brow furrowed as he realized a few things.

The first was that he had taken the body of someone named Yuuma Miyamoto, a 25-year-old unemployed teacher. 

However, the body he currently had was similar to his past physique, just a little deteriorated, something that seemed to be a big coincidence.

The second was that, upon analyzing all the statistics, he realized that all of his parameters were as normal as that of an average human.

'Am I that weak right now?'

Although in his past life, he had not reached the level of science fiction, he had trained in boxing enough to maintain a strength and skill that could be considered excellent.

But now was he as strong as an average human?

'Damn... I should get in shape as soon as possible' - he muttered to himself as he looked at his hands for a moment.

After shaking his head, he looked back at the screen. Now he drew his attention to these new 'skills' displayed and he began to touch the other two icons.

[Ability -unknown-: there is no information about it]

"Well, we're off to a bad start huh" – Yuuma smiled ironically when he saw that there was no information about the only ability he had at its maximum.

[Interdimensional traveler - level 1: Passive ability that allows you to move between different predetermined realities only in a round trip to fulfill different tasks]

Reading this, the boy's eyes narrowed suspiciously. While it was truly surprising to know that he could go to another reality, the message said that he could do so only to do some kind of work.

What did this mean? no idea.

Just at that moment, an icon located on the upper right side of the blue screen, in the same style as a notification symbol, caught his attention, and without delay he pressed it.

[Welcome message!]

[Hey boy, I hope your mind was able to accept your new situation, your face at the end of the transmigration was very funny to see huh]

"Ha ha ha… shitty old man" – Yuuma muttered in a bad mood when he saw the message that was on the screen.

[Your current body is made from your previous existence, only with slight tweaks. I had to make you reborn in this world so that you don't have problems. Don't worry about your life before today, because you were a simple person with nothing to rescue, so you can adapt better]

"That's why my current face is so familiar… I didn't take on someone else's body… that's a good thing" – When Yuuma read these words he began to look at his entire body in greater detail – "Although this thing about being a simple person… of course I will change it"

[The world you find yourself in is a calm world, peaceful I would say. That will be your base world. You have to settle down and enjoy everything you can since it will be your home from this moment on]

Yuuma, mentally reviewing all of his memories, was able to attest to what he had just read. In his memories, there were no monsters fighting in the cities, no aliens coming from the sky, and no supernatural things like angels or demons.

It was an ordinary modern world, even a little more peaceful than his previous world.

[However, the real deal is in your missions that you must do from time to time in order to keep the world where you currently are unscathed]

Yuuma frowned as he read this. He hadn't even adapted to this world and there was already something that was threatening him.

[You will have to go to different other fantasy worlds where you will have to do some missions, interfering or not with the plot of said world, eliminating or saving different objectives, all in order to change the destiny of those realities. In exchange for your quests, your current world will be kept safe and you will receive various rewards]

Yuuma's mood began to worsen with each line he read.

This was nothing more than vile blackmail!

If he didn't fulfill these missions, his current world would go to hell. 

Was this nothing more than blatant extortion?

For that, they would have better left him dead!

[And in case you're thinking this is excessive, let me tell you, you have no idea. It's not that you are punished for not doing your missions since you can ignore them, the point is that sooner or later the walls of reality will break and your world will connect with others, causing a cataclysm that you can't even imagine]

At this moment Yuuma stopped internally cursing the old man and read the message carefully because this was something he had not expected.

[Something happened throughout the Cosmos, an extremely violent event that ruined all multiversal stability and unbalanced all the worlds imagined by humans, and the world where you reside is one of them... what's more, your world is one of the few where several others converged and remained stable, for now]

"Well, shit, this explains a lot of things" – Yuuma muttered.

If this was real, then if there was an interest in trying to save his current world, after all, it would be his new home.

But still…

[Don't worry, you won't go to worlds where you will only be useless and die instantly, you will train and you will be able to raise your strength little by little. Plus, you can make a lot of profits during your missions, if you know what I mean *wink, wink*]

"…"

Yuuma didn't know how to respond to the latter since right now it was what was going through his head.

If this was a mission for his survival, so be it, he just hoped he could come across something that would motivate him enough to do it willingly.

And since he was now in an anime world, the things he could do were… endless.

[Without anything else to say, I hope you don't die. You will be given more information about your missions when the time is right, until then, good luck]

[PS: the system you have is rubbish, just use it as an interface to view information, although it will be useful in certain circumstances, it will never go against you]

"This… I don't know what to say about this last one."

Robert shook his head as he finished reading the welcome message. He now had some clarity regarding what he had to do in order to survive, although there were still some questions to be resolved.

*Ding, ding, ding*

Suddenly, the system sound echoed in his head and the holographic screen showed two new messages.

[Exercising your body daily will make you form a good habit! perform 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 air squats, and 10km run every day, 1 random prize won every time you complete the mission!]

[Start a new life! Your unemployed days are over, now you have to attend your new job as a teacher at Kashiwanoha High School, 1 additional point to complete]

Yuuma widened his eyes upon seeing these tasks.

Although he had already decided to exercise his body to have better results, he did not expect to be given the training routine of Saitama, the character from the anime 'One Punch Man'

He knew about this routine not because of his ex-girlfriend, but because in his past life, he became popular among gymgoers. 

Although it was good for exercising the body, it was very bad for obtaining results in muscle definition.

But now he was in an anime world, so possibly I do have good results.

"I just hope I don't go bald with this exercise" – after that, Yuuma looked at the other message.

From his newly acquired memories, he knew that he had studied to be a high school teacher, but as a recent graduate, it had been difficult for him to find work.

However, yesterday he received an email telling him that he had been accepted to work at Kashiwanoha High School and that he would start on Monday.

"Well, I think it's time to get to work. "I don't know when I'll have my first mission, but I don't want to be caught off guard."

With this, he left the bathroom and went to his room to get dressed so he could carry out the task of exercising.