6 Ch.6: Wow Factor.

Arriving at his home, he started to look around. 'This dude... He doesn't have a mom, does he? And I feel like the name of this..tv show that I'm in is called, Darwin's Game..' Average japanese house with average places for furniture.

'Seems like this dude was a good student. Good grades, played sports, he even dated the most popular girl in school once before she disappeared one day. I wonder if she got trapped in this dumb game like me.'

He laughed while scratching the back of his head. 'That... That was a joke. This bodies friend did stop attending school for like 2 months, only to come back like he experienced world war 2 or something. He would jump when someone breathes in his direction...'

He got to the kitchen and opened the refrigerators door. 'Man, I never seen one so clean and full of food. The one I had was full of beer and chili...' In this fridge, it was full of all sorts of expensive food like eggs..or butter.

'N-No way,...he even has apple sauce..'

The God of all food. Imma be honest here, if you hate apple sauce then imma assume you were dropped on the head as a kid. 'Or maybe... Yeah, maybe I was just very hungry that day and shit could have tasted good to me..'

He explored the fridge even more, looking at the things he thought he'd never see in his life time. 'And this dude... hes not even rich. I'm just that poor..'

He got to the living room and looked around. 'A VR set... Oh man,..the amount of times I wanted to steal this couldnt be counted too..'

Some may be annoyed that he was freaking out over such small things, but you have to know that this dude, the Mc, grew up in the lowest parts of the slums.

His house was about the size of your bathroom. Everyone slept on the cold floor, surrounded by roaches and other bugs. Hell, the roaches ate better than them and even slept more comfortably!

'I want to share this with you, little bro..'

His baby brother was 13 years younger than him, making him two years old. Actually, they weren't even blood related as his mother found him outside their pathetic excuse for a doorstep. Still though, he tried his best to take care of him.

He knew they wouldn't have a good future ahead of them, never leaving the slums, so he decided to increase his game. He would join gangs, steal from gangs, apply for jobs, steal from jobs, become a hitman, steal from hitmen.

He did it all just so that his brother would have some sort of future, even if it meant that he wouldn't. 'Ah, fuck. I'm getting emotional and shi..' He wouldn't cry but that sensation of him crying was still their.

'I...I have to become stronger. I need to Take more...'

Copy and Paste. To copy means to mimic something. In his case, Kazemi needs to touch a person to mimic their ability. From their, he produces a perfect replica of the ability and knows a general idea of how to use it. To paste means to take that copied ability and apply it either back to the person he stole it from or to any other person or living being. Heck, they don't even have to be alive. Take his invisibility for example. He could apply it to a water fountain, making it have the power over invisibility. This is useless though if you understand what I'm saying. It is useful however if you just want to get ride of a skill or be like, 'Hm, I can copy his skill and paste it to a rock'. Well, anyway, that's copy and paste.

'Take and Give. Take and Giv. Take and Gi. Take and G. Take and. Take an. Take a.

Take.'

He turned the tv on while stripping down. 'I'm home alone. Of course I'll be naked.' He scoffed as he talked to himself. You might catch him doing this every once in a while as you get lonely when your bored, no?

"Hm? A room of pixelated outlined people? Man, it was sort of a joke before, but I might actually move to Canada. Their are multiple people out their who can cause such destruction and I don't wanna cross them. Well, I do, but not yet. Let's slow it down for now. Gather a group of people to back you up in this world. Whatever world this is atleast. I wonder if I'm the Mc though. Like, did I get transmigrated into his body or am I just a random person? Answers... I need them.."

A bright idea then came to his mind. 'Hear this, what if I study the comics and manga in this world?! Then, if I go to another world, I'll be prepared!'

A thousand iq.

'Smart, huh? Yeah, I know. Praise me, keep going. Huh?! I'm talking to myself again...'

He sniffed while shaking his head. 'I wish my symptoms didn't get transferred over. Maybe it's because I've just moved bodies and not soul. I have the same soul but just in a different body. I was rid of the illness that affected my body, but I still have that brain damage from the beer bottle Father smashed against my head...'

Don't do drugs, fight your dad, and expect to come out unharmed. You'd end up with your mother being shot in the leg, a bottle against your head, a kid crying, and a dead father.

'Ah, damn it. I should stop thinking about all of this. Lemme test out this power. You know, having a super power is weird. It's like, you know your above everyone else to an extent. Also, have you ever felt power surge through you? It's like eating an extra, extra gummy vitamin.'

Or eating your grandads gummy bears.

Don't do that. Shit kills.

He then got up and pressed a button on the remote. 'Oh yeah, there was a guy with a remote Sigil. Like, what the hell? Made me die on the inside from laughter. Imagine your superpower, something that humans wished for, being to turn a TV on. I'd end it there to be honest..'

He then walked out into his backyard. 'The streets were quite literally my backyard. Almost got ran over by a lawnmower once..' He then sat on the ground, crossed his legs and put his hands together into a praying position.

'I was told that doing this before using your Sigil will help you have a deeper connection to it. A Sigil is a weapon that your soul forms at random. It is more than just a tool used in battle. It can be your friend like with Tory and her chains, or it can be your worst nightmare like with Hirito and his weakness.'

'How does it work for me though? I steal abilities and make them my own. No, I don't actually steal. It's more of copy, yeah copy. Copy and Paste, idiot. You know this..'

He cursed himself while sniffling.

'If your confused on how I take powers when the ability is copy then let me explain. When you copy something, your essentially making another version of what you copied. Now, we know that a Sigil is from the soul of a person, right? A soul is unique. Anything that the soul produces is only bound to that user. That being said, if I copy a Sigil then that souls weapon would form a sort of bond with me and act as though it was my soul in the first place, releasing the bond that the the previous user had and forming a new one with me, hench, Copy.

Yeah, I'm just as confused as you are. In monkey dialect, Soul and person are one. Person come in and take soul for their owner. That leave person without soul.

Is that better? If it isn't then sorry. I actually don't know how I can explain it better. I'm a persons who's never been to school or learned any sort of education. My minds not adapted to his bodies mind yet so I can't use it fully.'

He sighed.

'Fucking hell man. My brain hurts.. I never thought so much like this before..'

Note to self, do something in life. Don't be like me and sit around all day, watching anime mashup reactions on YouTube while eating ramen.

'Concentrate, Kazemi. By tomorrow, you should be smarter. I hope so atleast..'

He got up while sighing. He took one step and noticed that the air acted like a stair case. He took another and the same effect repeated. 'Superpowers are cool..' He slowly started to go into a run and into a complete one.

He know ran under the stars while laughing. 'Ahaha... I've always slept outside, and yet... This is the first time I can actually see them..' A smile formed on his childish face.

'I want to go even higher..!'

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