1 New Life
"Moon Prisim Power! Make Up!"
"I am the Pretty Guardian. Who fights for Love and Justice. I'm Sailor Moon!"
"In the name of the moon, I'll punish you!"
The last thing I could remember was being in a completely dark room along with the television. I was watching the Sailor Moon Eternal movie before going off to bed.
Why was I watching such a show you ask?
Well, it was because of my last girlfriend who was an avid fan of the Sailor Moon series... It was either that or she would break up with me.
She was the girl of countless men's dreams, a ten out of ten E-girl. It would be crazy if I let go of a girl with a voluptuous figure similar to that of an Amazonian woman and milkers the size of a basketball head.
Thus, I picked the latter as there was no way I could let her go, but in the end the bitch still broke up with me and got me into the magical girl genre.
That was all I could remember before going off to bed, and upon waking up what greeted me was something that could only be seen in a horror film... or similar to the time Jiraya fought Itachi and Kisame.
Everywhere around me was pink, gooey, and when I touched it, it felt like the sensation of raw beef like pastrami. At the same time, my head was getting crushed, like the time I asked my girlfriend to crush my head between her soft, thunder thighs.
I could hear people outside screaming and shouting. Their voices were muffled as if they were covering their mouths. It was probably just my damaged ears at fault, due to the time I've spent watching porn and though I hate to admit, but also the hentai I watched in max volume with the new AirPods Max I bought a month ago.
And so, I could only barely make out what they were saying.
Thankfully, it turned out I was wrong because a moment later, the voice got clearer, and the pain had gone away. But much to my disappointment, I felt cold as I was taken out of the warm and moist caved I was in.
Not a second later, I could hear the voices again as I felt someone wrap a blanket around me.
"It's a boy!"
Opening my eyes, what greeted me was the sight of a female doctor, completely scaring the shit out of me. I felt like Jack the Giant Slayer who was about to get gangbanged by... I mean captured by giants. I was scared. I didn't know what the fuck was going on.
"Who are you?!" I said but what came out of my mouth were the undescribable words of a baby.
What is happening to me? I thought.
Just barely able to move my head, my gaze wandered around the room, looking for an answer. The first thing I noticed was that I was in a hospital room, and then the people around me before struggling to look down at myself.
"My hands! Wait, no, what happened to my PP!? It's small!" I shouted, but as the surprise was too much for me, I felt faint and lost consciousness a second later...
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15 Years Later
2005, Queens, New York
I woke up to my mom knocking on my door early in the morning. Opening my eyes, what greeted me was sunlight shining through the frame of the windows that lit up my bedroom. "So bright…" I muttered lazily, grabbing the blanket on my body as I brought it over my head. "… one more minute, mom."
I wanted to sleep a little longer, yet I was unable to.
"Astolfo, it's time for school!" she said, opening the door leading to my room.
"Fine." I pulled the blanket off my body and got up.
Looking at the open doorway, standing there was a beautiful woman. She had shoulder-length, raven-black hair that shone with crystal lustre.
She had wildly luminous black eyes and above them, were implausibly artistic black eyebrows, while beneath them was an elegant straight nose and syrup sweet lips. All of these characteristics were contained within a graceful, slightly aged face, which was on a beautifully sculpted figure.
This woman's name was Lilah Smith, a Korean and the woman who gave birth to me, my beloved mother.
"Aren't you excited for the first day of your class?" she asked.
"Not really," I replied while yawning.
"Well, too bad you're still going," she said, "now, hurry up and get ready."
"Okay, mom."
I reluctantly stood up from my bed and walked to the bathroom. I turned on the tap and washed my face by the sink. Lifting my head, I grabbed a towel off the shelf. I chanced a glimpse at the mirror and lowered his head, then raised it back up.
"I still can't get over how fucking cute I am. It's almost a crime."
In the mirror, there was a pretty boy with pink hair, thin rosy lips, pretty white teeth, and a small, delicate nose. I grinned, and the boy in the mirror smiled as well, revealing his bright pearly white teeth. <Image Here>
I'll probably get bullied, lol… I thought as I knew for a fact because of this hair, I was pretty much inviting other kids to bully me. Of course, it was not my fault. Pink was my natural hair colour, at least according to what the doctors said.
"Should I dye my hair?" I thought, but before I could think it over, my mom's voice rang out through the house.
"You little narcissist! Stop checking yourself out and come down to have breakfast!"
"I wasn't!" I shouted back, embarrassed. "I was brushing my teeth."
Having been called out, I hastily brushed my teeth just like I said before putting on my clothes. I wore a white shirt and black shorts. It was simple yet sharp looking and well-fitted.
After I was satisfied with what I saw in the mirror, I walked down the stairs and sat down at the dining table. Beside me, at the head of the table, there was my dad as I ate my breakfast. He was a handsome man with black hair and blue eyes. He had few wrinkles on his face as he was just over 30. He was reading a newspaper while eating. Typical dad stuff.
His name was Lucius Smith, a doctor and it was thanks to him I was very privileged in this life... A few minutes later, I was done eating, satisfied as I put the dishes in the sink. I said goodbye to my dad before walking to the entrance of my house and went to get dropped off at school a few blocks away.
While on my way to school, my gaze wandered around my surroundings and I still could not believe I had reincarnated. I enjoyed the scene before me and just like this, I arrived at the entrance of the primary school after a while. Parents were dropping off their children at the entrance for the first time. Some children were crying, some were excited and some were unwilling to go.
Naturally due to my cute looks and pink hair... it came as no surprise I drew the attention of the surrounding crowd. Girls at my age couldn't help themselves and were staring at me, while some of the boys were jealous of me. But I didn't care and simply ignored them. As long as no one bothered me, they could stare all they liked for all I care.
Giving my mom a goodbye kiss on the cheek, I entered the building and quickly found a seat. It was the one by the window, in the second row from the back, or some cultured men may know it as the protagonist seat.
Not in a mood to talk with toddlers... I mean kids, I stared out of the window, contemplating about my life... I am confident of being in the Marvel universe. It's kinda hard not to figure out, especially when the media was always talking about mutants and billionaire playboy, Tony Stark.
The only problem is that I just don't know which reality I was in... although that did not matter as I only watched the movies and knew nothing about the comics.
Therefore, with no powers whatsoever, I don't plan to get involved with any of that shit. I was planning to move to New Zealand, the safest place I could think of in this world. It was a country with a relatively low crime rate and a good place to live...
But a few days ago, that plan was thrown into the garbage. Why? Well, it was because of the goldfinger I received.
"System."
Appearing out of thin air like a hologram, a transparent blue screen appeared in front of me. It was a vertical menu with a few categories.
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Magical Bishounen System
- Status -
- Mission -
- Store -
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At first, I thought I was hallucinating the first time I saw this screen. It was unbelievable, but upon being reminded I was reincarnated and was living in this world, the Marvel world, having this screen appear before me was not shocking as it seemed.
Thus with this system, instead of living a mundane life, I could live an exciting one and not like my past life where I once was a slave to society.
I wanted powers, cool ones that could make me fly, bend metal with ease and shoot laser beams out of my eyes like superman.
"Status."
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Status
Name: Astolfo Smith
State: Healthy
Followers: 15/1000
Abilities: Peak Human Beauty, Peak Human Body
Skills: Acting lvl2, Gaming lvl4...
Equipment: None
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To gain more powers and grow stronger, I needed to make myself known to the world by gaining followers. By doing so I would gain abilities each time I hit a milestone. The first milestone I hit was gaining 10 followers but I had no clue as to who these followers were. I could only guess they were girls who were attracted by my looks, and hope none of them were pedophiles who were out for my ass.
Anyway, as a result of gaining 15 followers, I was able to get the ability Peak Human Body. This increased my strength, speed, stamina, senses, agility, reflexes, accuracy, longevity, durability, healing time and flexibility to near enhanced/superhuman level. It felt like I was on steroids.
As for the Peak Human Beauty ability, it was able to increase my attractiveness. This was most likely an innate ability I gained from my parents or a gift given by the system before it was activated.
As for the skills, they were 5 levels and 5 was obviously the highest which meant mastering the skill. Not to brag or anything, but I have quite a few of them and were most likely gained from my past life such as gaming. The only new ones I could see was 'acting' which was gained while I was acting like a baby.
As for the equipment, I had none on me currently and so, I moved on to the next category.
"Mission."
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Mission
- Become the School Idol Part 1 -
Objective: Earn the admiration of your peers and gain more followers!
Reward: SP ??? (Depends on how much people follow you by the end of elementary school)
Accept: Yes / No
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- What is a Magical Boy without his suit? -
Objective: Collect the following items - Unstable molecules 0/1...
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The mission panel, as the name suggested was where I could accept tasks given by the system and gain rewards upon completion of said task.
So far I haven't completed any and have only accepted one mission which required me to become the school idol. This meant I had to be what I hated the most... a fuckboi. Jokes aside... what I needed to do was to be popular with my classmates and teachers to get the highest reward possible when I graduate from elementary school.
I needed the rewards from this mission as the others were too hard to complete. I needed to get stronger and the store function was one of the way I could achieve my goal.
"Store."
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Store
SP (Store points): 1000
Abilities: Enhanced Human Body (10,000sp)...
Skills: Puri-Puri Prisoner Angel ☆ Style (100,000sp)...
Items: Star Guardian Power gauntlet (100,000sp), Moon Stick (1,000,000sp)
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The store panel was self-explanatory. By gaining SP through mission and followers, I could purchase overpowered abilities, skills and items to grow stronger to complete future missions. But as I only have the meagre sum of 1000 SP, the only thing I could buy was not beneficial to me and I planned on saving what the SP I currently have.
To top it all of, considering my age, my lack of experience and strength, crime-fighting was definitely out of the picture at the moment. Until then I wanted to stay away from trouble and focus on completing my mission.
And so, with a swipe of my hand, I closed the system and turned my gaze to the front of the room. "I see they are already making friend groups," I whispered to myself as I reluctantly got up from my seat and wore a fake smile on my face.
I walked to the nearest kid to socialise as I knew I couldn't be the quiet kid in school if I wanted to be popular. "Hi, I'm Astolfo Smith. What's your name?"
"Peter. Peter Parker," The brown-haired boy said shyly.
"Nani?! Did you just say your name was Peter?!" I asked, shocked.
"Yeah," he nodded.
"By any chance do you have an uncle that goes by the name of Ben?"
"How did you know that?!"
"Ummm…"
