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Hello, I bring you another story. I think it will be short and not as detailed as the one about Naruto, but it may change. I said that about the Naruto story, and it ended up taking me hours for a single chapter, haha.

This story is one that I always imagine before going to sleep, I mean, I imagine myself with a system like this and think about which world I would go to in order to take full advantage of it. So, enjoy another crazy story again. See you.

[04:20 - I started]

[06:06 - saved it, spent like half an hour fixing an issue with my stepdad's phone. Tomorrow I'll surely upload this chapter, set it to be published at X time.]

[11:42 - started writing again]

[15:40 - finished]

[2173 , words]

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[Planet 4032-877]

[Third Person POV]

Who would have thought that their destiny would be sealed in such an epic way.

It was a normal day for me, heading out to train, with Rocky's music in my headphones as I hit the punching bag like Captain America, wearing a beautiful pair of pants that accentuates my great behind, and compression clothing that makes my pectorals stand out.

Can you picture it, right?

Yes, I know, too descriptive, but come on, if I were a beautiful Milf, you'd probably have the weapon in your hand by now. And we all know I'm not talking about the gun your old man hides in the vegetable storage of the fridge.

Well, as I was saying, people I think are reading me, but in reality, no one is. And if there is someone, they're probably named John or David, and let's not forget about the ladies, there's likely an Elizabeth or Jennifer. I mean, we all know that the name Elizabeth is omnipresent, it's everywhere.[1]

While continuing to narrate his day, he continued with his training, feeling like the typical protagonist of a shonen in the midst of personal development.

That day the music was too loud while I was immersed in hitting the bag, so imagine my surprise when I left the gym and saw a storm. Although the storm took me by surprise, I didn't give it much importance since my house wasn't very far.

With the hood of his coat on and the music at full volume, he defied the rain while listening to the opening of Sousou no Frieren. On the corner of his house, he stopped, after all, he's not one of those idiots who don't look before crossing.

He started singing in his language while slowing down as he approached his home:

"This fairy tale,

Is the proof that we reached the end,

Of our long journey,

Of the stanza we began...

Arriving home, completely soaked, I threw all my clothes and unplugged the headphones. As I immersed myself in a shower, half of the song continued playing in the background.

"Someday the wind,

Will take away your bravery,

Vanishing from everyone's memories,

But I will carry it with me into the future~."

He continued singing the rest of the song as he dressed. Upon finishing, he headed to his room, where a guitar and a piano awaited. He sat at the piano and began singing and playing one of his favorite songs.

[Song: "I'm Still Standing"]

"Never could you know how it feels,

your blood, like winter,

freezes just like ice...~

Midway through the music, with thunder in the background, he noticed a leak in the roof. Angered by the interruption of my moment to enter 'The Zone,' he stormed out furiously and, looking at the thunder-filled sky, shouted to the heavens, "Zeus, strike me..."

Even more enraged, he added: "... you lack the guts."

As he expressed it, he punched the sky Ryu-style, feeling like he heard 'Shoryuken' in the background, and after hearing the sound of thunder, everything fell silent.

After the punch, he found himself where he is now, in a place of pure darkness, a completely different environment. There were no thunder or lightning, only a dim light illuminating a surreal landscape. His senses slowly adapted, and he realized he was no longer in his city or even on his planet.

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[POV, The Scriptwriter Decides]

The environment was a mix of strange colors and landscapes that defied any earthly logic. I was in a place between dimensions, a space where reality intertwined with fantasy. After taking in the situation, I noticed an imposing figure approaching.

The figure approached me calmly, holding a book with the title 'Scriptwriter' in its hands, and although it looked like a normal book, it gave me a strange feeling—it was like saying... too real?

Their presence emitted nothing; it was as if they weren't really in front of me. When I looked up, their eyes revealed profound knowledge, as if they could see through me like a book.

—"Welcome, Child. I am and am not the Scriptwriter. Your luck of throwing a punch just as lightning struck you has made your death amusing to me, so that's why I brought you to this place called Reality," —said the figure, revealing itself as the Scriptwriter, while spreading their arms like a show host.

I tried to articulate words, but before I could say anything, the Scriptwriter began flipping through the book with images of different universes. Each page seemed to contain unique stories and fascinating characters.

In one world, you could see a beautiful Elf staring at a giant tower while floating in the air. The Elf was gorgeous, with green eyes that seemed empty but full of life, dressed in a beautiful gown, carrying a staff that seemed filled with valuable gems.

In another world, you could see a chubby person in expensive clothes doing squats that looked like they might kill him. He wore loose training clothes that seemed old, and he had blond? hair—I couldn't distinguish the features well, although you could see two beautiful women who seemed to be giving him instructions, the effort shown on his face prevented me from making a joke.

The last of the pages I could appreciate showed a laboratory with a creature enclosed in a kind of incubator. The creature seemed asleep, while an old man nearby appeared to be experimenting with a strange-colored shell

-"I am from a 'Race' called ******* known as the Royals, so you can refer to me as a Royal. You could say that we are beings that exist both at the pinnacle of the multiverse and at the lowest depths."-

The figure continued explaining its nature as a being that existed at the highest point of the multiverse and the lowest. Its 'Voice' echoed throughout the strange interdimensional landscape, creating a peculiar atmosphere. At the end of its explanation, its expression became more serious.

-"Look, kid, it's simple what will happen here. I'm not one of those gods who gives gifts; all you'll get is to spin the wheel where there are different prizes, from smaller to greater."-

The figure pointed me towards a kind of floating roulette in the air, with different symbols and destinations inscribed in its slots. The roulette seemed distant but at the same time so close that it gave a spooky illusion.

-"You'll spin the roulette only once, and you could get broken abilities, or a system, or a wish, a bloodline, divine martial arts, falling on one of the options triggers another roulette with the option that fell. For example, if it falls on bloodline, you might get the Saiyan or human lineage, and in the system, you could get any system."-

Before me, the floating roulette began to spin, emitting a hum as the symbols mixed rapidly. Anticipation grew in me as I watched the wheel stop at a specific option: "Systems."

—"You have good and bad luck, kid. You've fallen into the category of systems. Now, let's see what system awaits you," —said the Royal with curiosity.

Before spinning the wheel, saying the first word in this script, I asked the figure with curiosity,

"What do you mean by bad luck, sir?"

The Royal, upon my question, smiled with a huge grin that made it look eerie.

-"Bad luck lies in the uncertainty of which specific system awaits you. It could be a powerful system that grants you extraordinary abilities, or a system like NTR, which, as its name suggests, makes you stronger with what its name implies."-

After finishing, I completely regretted my question, while the Royal gave me the Cheshire Cat smile, a smile that would cause nightmares even to the very 'Macho.'

With these words, in a flash of light, the roulette dissolved, and another roulette appeared in front of me, now with different systems.

The figure stopped smiling, and its expression became more serious. This new roulette had options ranging from magic systems to the most twisted system of all; there was one that even said 'system to cease to exist,' I think that one is among the worst.

—"Very well, spin the System Roulette and discover which path your destiny will take," —said the Royal, pointing towards the new roulette with the smile back on its face.

This man/woman confused me; they had more personality changes than a woman on her period, and it's not misogyny since I lived in my childhood with 3 women, so I know this 'myth' is real.

Listening to the explanation from the Royal, I proceeded to give the roulette a spin, which started rotating with a soft hum, and my attention focused on the symbols passing by quickly...

Finally, the roulette came to a stop, and the symbol at the top revealed my destiny. It was a symbol representing a [Person in different parts].

Seeing where it landed, the Royal told me, now with a merchant's smile,

-"Kid, you've obtained the 'Traveler System.' Now, you possess the ability to travel between different fictional universes. This system comes equipped with dimensional storage, and to travel, you just have to choose the world to go to, the day or date, and the location, and you're ready to travel"-

With these words, the Royal dropped the bomb that I now had the ability to explore the realms of fiction. I felt excited about the adventures that awaited me in each universe, and most of all, I wanted to cry tears of joy that I didn't get the NTR system.

The roulette disappeared, and in its place, a bright glow enveloped me. A sensation of energy and change flowed through me, indicating the incorporation of the Traveler System into my being.

—"May your interdimensional travels be full of surprises and challenges. Now, you are free to explore the unexplored and be the protagonist of your own story in the multiverses," —said the Royal, bidding me farewell with a nod.

Before I could say goodbye to the Royal and thank them for this opportunity, even if it was just for their amusement, everything started to blur, as if a black hole were absorbing me. A few seconds later, everything turned dark.

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[POV, Scriptwriter because why not]

"Well, let's start creating the world..."

After finishing those words, or my words, I grabbed a seemingly ordinary book on my back.

"Hmm, the book form is 'uncomfortable', so let's be modern."

With just opening the huge book, I turned it into an [L] shape. After doing that, it transformed into a kind of netbook, and I began writing on it.

"Hmm, first, I'll create his main universe, which will be based on the DxD universe. Then, I'll create many universes around him that will be based on fictional universes."

After finishing writing, everything began to construct around me. Time passed for me, as if it were a blink of an eye or, better yet, like a time jump between paragraphs. But for them, millions, if not billions of years passed. Many lives lived and died, heroes and villains were born, worlds were destroyed and created... that's the beauty of Creation.

"Alright, the stage is set. Now, let's create something for the kid... hmm... I know, he won't remember the system, and only when the system awakens, he'll recall its functions. For him, he will have reincarnated after insulting Zeus and getting struck by lightning."

After saying that, everything was done, and the figure had something to say, perhaps to the air, or to nothing... or to you.

"I'm talking to you, Reader, known as the Real. I hope you enjoy following Ronan's journey through the multiverse.

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[1] I like doing this because I sometimes feel like talking to my mind in that way, although not in an exaggerated manner, but I like doing it, so I'm going to do it.

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