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Making a Deal with a God you apparently helped in a past life isn't something you do every day, but if given the chance, would you make a wish that was a little over the top? Well, no matter what you'd do, Hiroki Kurosawa got his wish granted and woke up in an apartment in Japan and within minutes, he realized his bigger wish had come true; he was in an Anime World! (Hey, Author here, this novel isn't going to be anything too serious - it's more like a wish-fulfillment novel if anything. So, if that ain't your kind of thing, you can skip this novel~)
Slowly my eyes cracked open and I looked around an unfamiliar room but I didn't panic as I knew what was happening; My wish had been granted.
Just shortly before I opened my eyes, I was talking to a God and I had apparently helped them out in a past life - don't know how, they were pretty adamant on not telling me - and as a result, they would grant a few wishes of mine now that I had died.
Speaking of how I died, it was pretty tragic...But we'll go over it another day. The embarrassment is still very fresh.
Sitting up from my bed, I was immediately hit by the feeling of boundless energy flowing throughout me.
Looking down at my arm, I saw an incredibly athletic and muscular arm which was very unlike my previous life's arm. I also seemed to be quite a few inches bigger overall.
"At least I know for certain two of my wishes have come true...time to go and see if the big number 3 has been granted as well...it was a pretty out there wish, after all," standing up, I quickly got used to my increase in height and weight before finding some clothes.
I settled for a pair of black sweatpants, a white tank top and some running shoes. Quickly putting them on, I wandered toward where I thought the door would be for my new apartment.
I quickly found the door - my apartment apparently wasn't very big - and next to the door on a key rack I found just that; some keys which were presumably for my apartment.
Taking the keys off the rack I opened the door and took in the air of where I was.
Clean, pure, and nice. This was a good sign my third wish came through because I'm pretty sure I'm in a big city in Japan - the air shouldn't be clean or pure. Car emissions and all that.
Suddenly I heard a door open to the side of me, so I turned to look at it. And I couldn't have been more surprised.
Chin-length black hair, framing a pale and cute face. Fragile and petite was what you'd first think when seeing this face but the eyes told you otherwise.
Fierce, blue eyes which seemed mad at the world and everything in it.
Her body wasn't exactly tall at around 156cm and some might even call it short, but that didn't take away from her charms. Her body, though small, was toned and looked quite athletic, while still having definite feminine curves.
If this was any other girl, I'd have asked them for their number but I knew who this was.
"What are you staring at?...Creep..." with this she turned around and left a stunned me behind.
I don't think I was wrong but I kind of hoped I was. But when I was thinking this, I realized something - I had some more evidence my third wish was granted.
My first and second wishes were granted, so it seems I should have some more trust in the God who sent me here.
Looking back at the fading figure of the girl, her name and what she is popped into my head.
Touka Kirishima, a Ghoul.
...Welp, turns out I'm not in a completely friendly world, huh?
I looked around some more before finally going back to my apartment to think over my wishes.
When back inside, I walked into my bedroom before plopping myself down onto my bed. Closing my eyes I thought about the three wishes I was given and what I did with them.
Wish number one: I wish to be transmigrated into a world of my choosing.
Wish number two: I wish for a new body made up with the genetics of the strongest fighters from Kengan Ashura, with the base of the body having the bloodline of the Kure Clan along with the knowledge of how to perform the Removal Technique.
(A/N - Pretty much the Kengan Ashura equivalent of Cell from Dragon Ball Z.)
Wish number three: I wish that the world I'm transmigrated to is a mixture of Anime worlds suited for my level of power. But most of all, I wish to have fun in these new worlds.
Two wishes to get to this world...Ah, what a stickler that God was for the rules, saying that 'wishing to be transmigrated' was one wish while 'where I wanted to be transmigrated' was another wish. Cheapskate.
Luckily he didn't say the same thing for the Kure Clan Bloodline and the Removal Technique.
Getting up, I walked over to a mirror to take in my new body's specs. But what I saw was still amazing, even if I was expecting it.
An amalgamation of the strongest humans' genes all in one body and because it was done by a God, it was done perfectly and hasn't made me into some kind of freak.
192cm tall, with broad shoulders and a perfect ratio between bulky muscle and lean muscle, my body looked like human perfection.
Blood red hair and royal blue eyes, plus a handsome face, I was looking to be a real lady killer.
Jumping up and down a little I felt the immense weight of my body and guessed that I had the same muscle and bone density as Wakatsuki Takeshi - someone from Kengan Ashura who had muscles 52 times denser than the average person giving him inhuman strength.
Knowing I had to test out my strengths, I was preparing to go to a nearby Gym and test out my body but then a letter popped into existence in front of me.
Picking it out of the air as soon as it appeared, I ignored my new reaction speed before opening the letter with as much care as possible.
I don't know whether it's because I have incredibly control from my genetics but I hadn't torn anything apart in my apartment, and I knew from reading Kengan Ashura that I was entirely able to do that with even casual attacks if I had even a fraction of the power my genes should be giving me.
Looking at the letter I quickly dropped it before rushing to my wardrobe to see some new clothes in it; school uniforms.
...I had to go to school...
