Training

Hikari surveyed the desolate expanse of Dagobah Beach, the once pristine shoreline now marred by piles of trash and debris. Despite its sorry state, he couldn't help but feel a sense of determination welling up within him. This may not be the idyllic training ground he had envisioned, but it was the perfect place to test his powers without attracting unwanted attention.

"Looks like I've got my work cut out for me," he muttered to himself, rolling up his sleeves and preparing to train.

As he began to practice his spells and incantations, Hikari couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu. The name "Dagobah" sounded familiar to him, triggering memories of another world—a world where heroes and villains clashed in battles of epic proportions.

"Dagobah... where have I heard that name before?" he wondered aloud, his thoughts drifting back to the world of "My Hero Academia."

"It's just a coincidence," he told himself, shaking off the feeling of unease. "There's no way this beach has anything to do with that world."

But deep down, a nagging sense of doubt lingered in the back of his mind. What if there was more to this place than met the eye? What if there were other connections to the multiverse that he had yet to discover?

As he continued to train, Hikari pushed aside his doubts and focused on honing his skills. He summoned balls of fire, conjured gusts of wind, and even experimented with manipulating the elements around him.

With each passing moment, he could feel his powers growing stronger, his control more precise. The trash-strewn beach faded into the background as he lost himself in the exhilaration of mastering his abilities.

And as the sun began to set on the horizon, casting a warm glow across the sand, Hikari knew that he had made the right choice coming here. Despite its humble surroundings, Dagobah Beach had become his sanctuary a place where he could train and grow stronger, far away from the prying eyes of the world. As Hikari unleashed a burst of lightning, the crackling energy surged through the air, illuminating the trash-strewn beach with its brilliant glow. With a sense of exhilaration coursing through him, he watched as the lightning arced through the air, leaving a smoking crater in its wake.

"Lightning powers... neat," he remarked to himself, a grin spreading across his face.

But Hikari wasn't content to stop there. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned a ball of fire, the flames dancing and flickering in the breeze. He directed the fire towards a pile of trash, watching as it ignited with a satisfying whoosh.

"Fire as well," he marveled, impressed by the range of abilities at his disposal.

As he continued to experiment with his powers, Hikari couldn't help but wonder what other abilities lay dormant within him. He closed his eyes, focusing his mind as he reached out with his senses, probing for any hint of untapped potential.

And then, it happened—a surge of energy pulsed through him, sending shivers down his spine. He opened his eyes to see the air around him shimmering with an ethereal glow.

"What... what is this?" he whispered, his voice barely audible over the crackling of flames and the roar of the ocean.

With a sense of trepidation, Hikari extended his hand, reaching out towards the shimmering energy. To his amazement, he felt a connection forming—a bond between himself and the very fabric of reality.

And then, without warning, he felt himself being pulled into the void, his surroundings melting away into a swirling vortex of light and color.

"What... where am I?" he gasped, his heart racing with a mixture of fear and excitement.

But before he could make sense of his surroundings, a voice echoed in the darkness

a voice that sent shivers down his spine and filled him with a sense of foreboding.

"Welcome, Hikari Toai," the voice intoned, its words echoing through the void. "Welcome to the Nexus the gateway between worlds."

Hikari's eyes widened in astonishment as he gazed at the swirling vortex of light and color before him. The Nexus—the gateway between worlds—loomed ominously in the darkness, its presence both mesmerizing and terrifying.

"What... what is this place?" Hikari whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

But before he could ponder the question further, the voice echoed once again, filling the void with its otherworldly resonance.

"I am the Guardian of the Nexus," the voice intoned, its words resonating within Hikari's very soul. "I am the keeper of secrets and the guardian of destinies."

Hikari's heart pounded in his chest as he struggled to comprehend the magnitude of what he was witnessing. The Nexus was not just a place—it was a doorway to other worlds, a gateway to realms beyond his wildest imagination.

"And you, Hikari Toai," the Guardian continued, its voice echoing with a sense of purpose, "you have been chosen to wield the power of the Nexus—to travel between worlds and shape the course of destiny itself."

Hikari's mind reeled with the implications of what he was hearing. He had always dreamed of adventure and excitement, but he never imagined that his journey would lead him to a place like this—a place where the boundaries of reality blurred and the possibilities were endless.

"But why me?" he asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

The Guardian's response was cryptic, its words laden with meaning. "You possess a rare gift, Hikari Toai—a gift that few mortals can comprehend. With your power and determination, you have the potential to become a force for change in the multiverse."

Hikari's mind raced with questions, but before he could voice them, the Guardian spoke once again.

"Choose wisely, Hikari Toai," it said, its voice fading into the darkness. "For the fate of worlds hangs in the balance."

And with that, the swirling vortex began to fade, its colors blending into the darkness until all that remained was the sound of Hikari's heartbeat echoing in the void.

Another reason is because you just became the god it this world a world that didn't had a god sense the creator left it, I mens did you question out of all the worlds to sent why he sent you here. The nexus garend spoke as he looked at Hikari, Hikari already knew that he wished to be a god and was snet but didn't knew anything else

Hikari's mind whirled with the weight of the Guardian's words. The revelation that he had become the god of a world that had long been without divine guidance sent a chill down his spine. Why had he been chosen for such a monumental task? What did he have to offer that others did not?

"I... I don't know," Hikari admitted, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I wished to be a god, but I never imagined it would lead me here."

The Guardian regarded him with a knowing gaze, its eyes filled with ancient wisdom.

"The Creator saw potential in you, Hikari Toai," it explained, its voice gentle yet firm. "He saw a spark within you—a spark of determination and resilience that few possess. And now, it falls to you to fulfill your destiny and bring balance to this world."

Hikari nodded, a sense of resolve settling over him. He may not have asked for this responsibility, but he was determined to rise to the challenge.

"I won't let you down," he vowed, his voice steady with determination.

The Guardian smiled, a flicker of pride shining in its eyes.

"I know you won't, Hikari Toai," it said. "For you are more than just a god—you are a beacon of hope in a world shrouded in darkness. And with your guidance, this world will flourish once again."

And with that, the Guardian faded into the darkness, leaving Hikari alone with his thoughts.

As he stood in the void, surrounded by the echoes of the Nexus, Hikari knew that his journey was far from over. But with the guidance of the Guardian and the power of the Nexus at his command, he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

Hikari's eyes widened in astonishment as the Guardian presented him with the weapon—a scythe forged of gleaming silver, its blade shimmering with otherworldly energy.

"A scythe?" Hikari asked, his voice filled with wonder. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

The Guardian regarded him with a knowing gaze, its expression inscrutable.

"This is no ordinary weapon, Hikari Toai," it explained, its voice carrying the weight of centuries. "It is a tool of divine power—a conduit for your godly abilities. With it, you will be able to channel and control the vast energies that flow through you."

Hikari reached out tentatively, his fingers brushing against the cool metal of the scythe's handle. As he gripped it, he felt a surge of power coursing through him, filling him with a sense of strength and purpose.

"It's... it's like Thor's hammer in the MCU," he murmured, marveling at the weapon's craftsmanship.

The Guardian nodded, a smile playing at the corners of its lips.

"In a way, yes," it agreed. "But remember, Hikari Toai, true power comes not from the weapon itself, but from within. It is your strength of will and determination that will guide you on your journey."

Hikari nodded, his grip tightening on the scythe's handle.

"I understand," he said, his voice filled with determination. "I will use this weapon wisely, and I will not let you down."

And with that, he turned to face the challenges that lay ahead, his newfound weapon held aloft as a symbol of his resolve.

Hikari returned to the garbage-covered beach, the weight of the scythe-turned-necklace hanging around his neck like a talisman of power. Despite the desolation of his surroundings, he felt a sense of purpose stirring within him—a determination to fulfill his role as the god of this world and bring about positive change.

With a flick of his wrist, he transformed the scythe back into its necklace form, the silver chain glinting in the sunlight. He tucked it beneath his shirt, keeping it close at hand in case he needed its power.

"Alright," he said to himself, his voice resolute. "Time to get to work."

With that, he set about cleaning up the beach, gathering trash and debris with a newfound sense of purpose. Each piece he collected felt like a step towards restoring the beauty of this place, a symbol of his commitment to making a difference in the world.

As he worked, Hikari couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over him. It wasn't glamorous or exciting, but it was important—a small act of kindness in a world that desperately needed it.

And as the sun began to set on the horizon, casting a warm glow across the beach, Hikari knew that he had made a difference—even if it was just a small one.

Hikari worked to clean up the beach, he utilized his newfound powers with precision and care. With a wave of his hand, he lifted large pieces of debris into the air, effortlessly maneuvering them into piles for disposal. Others he sliced into smaller, more manageable pieces with a flick of his wrist, the air itself acting as his blade.

"Will wishing to be a god grant me powers as well, I guess," Hikari mused to himself, his thoughts drifting as he worked.

With a deep breath, he focused his energy, channeling it into a new ability—the power to manipulate time itself. With a gentle gesture, he slowed the passage of time around him, causing the trash to decay and disintegrate before his eyes.

As he watched the debris crumble into sand, Hikari couldn't help but marvel at the extent of his powers. With each passing moment, he was discovering new abilities and unlocking hidden potentials within himself.

But amidst the excitement of his newfound powers, a sense of responsibility weighed heavily on Hikari's mind. He had wished to be a god, but now that he had been granted that wish, he realized the true weight of his decision.

"I have the power to make a difference," he thought, his voice filled with determination. "And I won't waste it."

With renewed resolve, Hikari continued his work, knowing that with each piece of trash he cleared away, he was one step closer to fulfilling his destiny as the god of this world.

As Hikari heard the approaching footsteps, he quickly activated one of his newfound powers turning himself invisible. It was a skill he had only recently discovered, but one that he knew could be invaluable in situations like this.

With a silent exhale, he faded from view, blending seamlessly into his surroundings as the group of people drew nearer. Among them, he recognized the familiar figure of Monika, her presence sending a shiver down his spine.

"Shit," Hikari muttered to himself, his heart pounding in his chest. He had encountered Monika before, and her powers over the game world were not to be underestimated.

As the group passed by, oblivious to his presence, Hikari remained hidden, waiting until they were out of sight before allowing himself to relax.

"That was close," he thought, relief flooding through him. "I need to be more careful from now on."

With a newfound sense of caution, Hikari continued his work, knowing that the dangers of this world were far from over. But with his powers at his disposal, he felt confident that he could handle whatever challenges lay ahead.

"I wonder if that Monika is the same one from the game," he mused to himself, his mind racing with possibilities. "If she is, then she might be the closest thing to a god this world knows well, that is, before I came here."

The idea of facing off against someone with Monika's level of power was daunting, to say the least. But Hikari knew that he couldn't let fear hold him back. If he was going to fulfill his role as the god of this world, he would need to confront any challenges head-on, no matter how daunting they may seem. But for now, he pushed the thought of Monika to the back of his mind, focusing instead on the task at hand cleaning up the beach and preparing for whatever challenges lay ahead.

As Hikari returned home, his mother greeted him with a curious look. "Hikari, where have you been?" she asked, concern etched into her features.

Hikari hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to explain his absence. "I was... out for a walk," he replied vaguely, hoping to avoid any further questions.

His mother's brow furrowed in suspicion. "A walk?" she repeated, her tone skeptical. "It's late, Hikari. You shouldn't be wandering around by yourself."

"I know, Mom," Hikari said, offering her a reassuring smile. "I just needed some fresh air, that's all."

His mother studied him for a moment, her gaze searching his face for any signs of deception. Finally, she sighed and nodded. "Alright, just be careful, okay? There are strange things happening lately, and I don't want you getting mixed up in anything dangerous."

"I will, Mom," Hikari promised, grateful for her concern. "I'll be sure to stay safe."

With that, he bid his mother goodnight and retreated to his room, his mind swirling with thoughts of the day's events. As he settled into bed, he knew that he would need to be extra careful from now on. The world was full of mysteries and dangers, and he couldn't afford to let his guard down, especially with someone like Monika out there.

But despite the uncertainty of what lay ahead, Hikari felt a sense of excitement building within him. He may have been thrust into a world of gods and magic, but he was determined to make the most of it and carve out his own destiny.

As Hikari settled into bed, he reached for a notebook tucked away in his bedside drawer. Flipping it open, he took a pen and began to write, his mind focused on the task at hand.

"Let's see... the names of the four main girls of Doki Doki," he muttered to himself, trying to recall the details from memory. Despite his reluctance to dwell on his experiences with the game, he knew that understanding its characters could prove to be invaluable in navigating this new world.

"Monika," he wrote first, his hand hesitating slightly as he remembered the fear she had instilled in him during his time playing the game. "Scary, but powerful."

Next, he wrote down the names of the other girls—Sayori, Natsuki, and Yuri—each name sparking a memory of their unique personalities and struggles within the game.

"Sayori... cheerful and kind-hearted," he murmured, a pang of sadness tugging at his heart as he recalled her tragic fate.

"Natsuki... feisty and determined," he continued, smiling faintly at the thought of her spunky attitude.

"And Yuri... mysterious and introspective," he finished, remembering the unsettling atmosphere that surrounded her character in the game.

As he wrote, Hikari couldn't help but feel a sense of connection to these fictional characters, despite the fact that they were nothing more than lines of code in a computer program. They had become a part of his life in a way he never expected, and now, they were guiding him through this strange and unpredictable world.

Closing the notebook, Hikari set it aside and allowed himself to drift off to sleep, his dreams filled with visions of gods and magic, and the mysteries that awaited him in the days to come.

To be continued

So yeah this Ch is long very long I just wanted to show Hikari whst he was doing and other things I didn't mean to get this long but I guess it happend anyway hope everyone enjoyed it