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>>This story is not serious. It's written by a noob. I don't even know if you want to read it but tell me how you feel. I wrote this because I had time. I know the mc name sucks, but I haven't chosen his family to be born now. Maybe Uchiha or Hyuga I don't know. You tell<<

My name is Jack Mayfield.

My life is boring, but because you probably want to know more about me, let's just say that am a weeb. To be more precise, I became a weeb. I don't like and can't do to do a lot of things. Staring at a screen all day long is one of my best strengths. Reading novels, watching anime are bad habits I learned because I was scared of the outside world. I was pretty much the normal European at 17 years old. Except that I didn't have friends or a girlfriend. Well, not at the time. One night, my girlfriend of two months cheated on me with the first douche that could satisfy her in bed. As for my friends, when they discovered my poor technique in bed, they started ridiculing me at school and on social media.

To make it short, Jack Mayfield was born with a great face, a tall build, but a very very small Pee pee.

It was a tragedy I couldn't change. All the crash courses in the world did not help me. They helped my confidence but ultimately drove me to the deception and shame.

To be honest, I could have forgiven my girlfriend.

After I discovered her drunken escapades, she still wanted to date me. But I had more love for myself than for her. Drunk or not, dating someone that I knew I could never fuck best didn't sound like an exciting prospect to me.

When we broke up, none of us once mentioned why she was cheated. I wasn't brave enough to talk about my dick problem with a doctor or a shrink either. So I decided to part ways. I was happy but also sad when all those rumors about my micropenis started at school. On the plus side, I knew that I had made the right choice. But on the downside, people became jealous of my face. I had all the good face in the world, but a small cock.

I could get all the girls I desired. But I couldn't fuck like a bad guy. It was sad. Yet, there were more than one or two motherfuckers bastards who were jealous of me. Even between my friends.

Enough with the dramatic introductions.

I sincerely hope that none of you relate to my shortcomings...

Life wasn't fair. Some people were born with everything. Others couldn't change an aspect of their life with all the money in the world. Becoming rich could make you happy. But if you had a short cock like I did, you would still suffer.

The more money you have, the more temptation you face. All those women starting rumors about married celebrities who had short dicks is proof of it. Men had a good life. But being a scumbag was a luxury not all can afford.

In my case, I faced consequences even being loyal. Life was unfair trash.

It was when I realized that fact that I dove deep into the fictional world.

After multiple deceptions, real-world women scared me. And at the age of 30, I had enough of trying.

I had a decent job and made good money to start a family of my own. But I preferred to turn into a lonely weeb. When I was not working, I read all the wish-fulfillment novels I could find or watch anime and cartoons. My new friends were the cockroaches like me you could find on the web.

One thing I liked to do most was reading cuck stories in Reddit forums. A lot were fake, but I could relate to those men that claimed to have dishonest wives. It was entertaining and reassuring to know that I wasn't the only person suffering.

I wish I can slap those bastard bitches who make men suffer.

It was on a day that I read a story like this that I decided to go outside for fresh air. I wasn't brave to slap the people in street though.

But on my way back from the food store I met two people I had not seen for long time. My past best buddy and my girlfriend of age 17. Holding hands as they walked towards the hotel. I really shouldn't have cared. I had nothing to do with them or that life of perversion anymore. But I couldn't help curious and tried to cross the road to follow them.

...It's a reincarnation story, so I don't think I need to tell you how it ended up for me...

As they say, curiosity killed the stupid cat. But Truck-kun kills busybody weebs like myself. I should have stayed in my room or returned home. But fortune had other scumbag plans for me.

Before I knew what happened I was on the ground. Watching blood leave the side of my head and paint the road red. I was dead. Freed from pathetic life of torture. I thought. I would face new torture and hate of men soon.

It was too soon to talk about that story, though.

When I woke up, I found myself in the darkness. I was religious but I didn't quickly pick up thing what was going on.

MC: Where am I?

XX: You're in the afterlife

MC: Afterlife? Who's talking?

XX: Guess?

MC: Are you god?

XX: You could say that. I am only one of his children. I used to be the goddess of love and the goddess of war before I got that job. One of my employees played with your incarnation. They like to play pranks on newborns sometimes. That physical problem you had was due to him. He was so mad when I noticed and I fired him that he drove a truck on you. That was how and why you died. I can't end my apologies.

MC: What? So it was all due to a mistake an angel made? I had to live that pathetic life because of him?

XX: Yes, I'm truly sorry. But don't worry that guy was put in purgatory. Not to mention that you get the chance to live a new life with three wishes.

I was shocked by the random goddess's revelation. All these people with micro-dicks in the world had to suffer because an angel was bored on the job. However, I was also a weeb. The prospects of a new life with two wishes excited me.

MC: Can I choose any wish?

I asked with trepidation.

XX: Yes. But you only have three. Pick well.

After the life I had lived, I didn't have to think long for my first wish but the other was of utmost importance.

MC: Can I choose any world? And If I can do that count as a single wish?

XX: It's exactly as you think. Choosing a world also counts as a wish. Make haste, I have a lot of paperwork to finish because of that kid's prank.

Jack thought for a moment then he said.

MC: I want to be reborn in the world of Naruto, with two powers.

XX: That counts as three wishes, What are the powers? I'm listening.

MC: I want limitless potential. Meaning that I have the potential to become the best in anything. And I also want the ability to write, modify, and practice any skill for myself.

XX: Alright it's not really an issue. The fictional world doesn't have any rules concerning maximum powers. You can do anything you want there, but don't become arrogant with me, I can take back those powers I grant you at any time.

MC: I won't be. My life was shitty. But If I had one thing it's my word.

XX: Good. You're free to do anything you want, but you need to respond to me if I require you. Do we have an agreement?

MC: Require me how?

XX: It's too soon for you to know. When you reach a certain level of power I will tell you more. If you do things carefully you might even gain the ability to become immortal.

Jack was concerned. Could he read between the lines?

MC: Can I travel to other worlds. I mean with the last wish I asked I could even go through space right?

XX: Sharp enough. You catch on quick. I have placed a few limitations on your powers, however. You won't be able to do that before you reach a certain level in the skills but everything is possible. If you don't have anything to add, I will send you on your way.

MC: Cool! Thank you! But what about the timeline, do I have a level-up system, and what's your name?!

XX: You will be sent in the original timeline you know about. No system, only your skills will level. You won't be able to create new ones before level 100 for the previous. My name is...

Jack didn't have the time to hear all. The goddess opened a hole where he was sucked like a angry worm.