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In Mushoku Tensei With A Customization System

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--- I'm back and let's continue onwards toward a path of Harem- if you want to get chapters ahead, please head over to Patreon.com/izana07 to support me! --- I died... I didn't have any regrets in my life all except one... Why did I have to die a Virgin? What kind of wimp dies a Virgin? I didn't even have relationship experience with any girl! I suddenly awoke and found myself in the world of Mushoku Tensei in an orphanage that was owned by an old woman who loved Children armed with a cheat to make me stronger, The Customization System. Yes, with that, I would be able to make anything I want but the problem was that the prices were so high and the rewards from missions were low... It would be hard for me to cheat my way through at this rate but there was one good thing about this, At least I looked like Satoru Gojo

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Chapter 1Reincarnation

The sounds of ambulances echoed through the rainy night.

'Couldn't they keep their sounds down? I'm trying to die here!'

A mantled grotesque figure of a human being, a middle aged man in a suit was on the ground, in a pool of deep crimson blood. His formerly vibrant blue eyes had long since lost their color.

This person was me... As for why I was here, I was just getting home once after a month of work, You know the life of a game developer... and then I found myself receiving a message from my Mom, It stated that she was having financial problems and she required assistance immediately.

It wasn't like she was my real Mom, She was just a fake Step mom and I refused to help her but sadly it was a mistake to even bring out my phone, In the middle of the road... I hadn't heard when a Truck was coming by, at full speed, not bothering to even honk. 

It smashed into me and sent me flying, hitting the pavement and cracking my bones within the next moment and that's how I ended up in this situation, It was kind of funny though.

My life had been BORING, sure design some games, create a new world within a computer and then get paid $6,000 a month. That was all I had, I had no other job and nothing else to do, I couldn't even get a girl. I had no one waiting for me at home, That's why I could leave my house and stay at my Workplace to work freely but I had one regret, I died a Virgin...

My breaths drew slower and then the Ambulances stopped in front of me, Several people wearing dark blue uniforms with face masks ran out heading for my body but my eyes were already losing their color.

"Let's try to stabilize..."

I died.

"Light~" 

I rubbed my eyes and opened them, Can't someone get a decent sleep around here?

In front of me was a Young Brown haired girl with blue eyes, she was young but beautiful, And her clothes were basic rags.

As for me, I had silver hair and blue eyes and was a Kid too, I was wearing rags too. I was already handsome and in the future I was sure to be a Ladykiller.

Now to get to the main thing, Apparently after I died, I found myself reincarnated in the world of Mushoku Tensei... as for how I knew it was Mushoku Tensei, I had heard the name Roxy Migurdia a lot of times, a promising water mage.

Now the next question was where was I? Well believe it or not, My luck was far worse than the original MC and I got thrown into an Orphanage.

The old woman that ran this orphanage was very nice though and she always gave us extra portions of food so I wasn't really finding life at the Orphanage hard. 

As for where we were, It was called Buena village. Yes, the village where Rudeus spent his days growing up and as a matter of fact, I was already six years old. 

The orphanage could be classified as a building that was three floors high with the old woman being our caretaker. 

The first floor was the place we played and ate our food, the second floor was where our beds were, In other words, It was where we slept and the third floor was a Library room where some of us visited, A lot of books were on shelves there and at an early age, I had learned how to read and write.

"Light, You're thinking again," Hoki, the brown haired girl said while tilting her head.

"Thanks," I said while patting her head, "I tend to get lost in thought a lot of times,"

My Special cheat granted to me after I died was... the Customization System. 

As the name implies, The Customization system allowed me to create unique skills as long as I had enough C.P [Creation Points]. Honestly, It's pretty advanced stuff and to gather Creation Points means going on little missions for the System.

The difficulty of missions given were divided between SSS – E rank with their respective amount of C.P rewards as well as other skills. 

But the Customization System wasn't overpowered, I couldn't customize everything and there were limits to it especially since I already tried to create a Symbiote from Marvel, It cost 14,000 CP to execute creation.

'That's just wrong, The System overinflates the prices of things I really want,' I thought.

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Author's Note:

A Mushoku Tensei fic, Of course I'm just doing this in my free time.

Power stones! That's my announcement for today!

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