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Reincarnated into Chrono Trigger [OLD]

The MC is an avid Chrono Trigger fan, who just so happens to beat every ending. Upon doing so, he wants to better himself. He steps outside to be immediately hit in the head by a TV. "Whelp... At least I tried." Sighing, he finds himself in another place entirely. *** I noticed that there aren't any Chrono Trigger novels, so I figured I'd give it a shot. I obviously don't own Chrono Trigger, and I don't own the cover picture. I did re-color it though, that took a while.

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1] So I died? Great! Now I can start living for real!

(MC POV, MC's House)

MC- "W-wait... Did I just... Holy crap..." I slowly get up, my hands trembling.

"I can't believe it... After all these years..." I look at the screen of my computer, and promptly jump into the air.

"Yeah! Whoo!" I do a small victory dance. 'This is the first time I've been this excited in years.' 

Sitting back down, I immediately take a deep breath to reset my emotions. After calming myself down I recall the hundreds of times I've played this game. 

I first got Chrono Trigger when I was thirteen years old, and I loved it the moment I started playing it. After fooling around for a couple of weeks, I beat it for the first time. Oh, how I envy my past self. I wish I could play it again as if I were playing it for the first time... Oh well, now I can delve into cheats and mods. 

I submerge myself into the files of the game, finding things that weren't implemented. One of my favorite Accessories in the whole game wasn't implemented, but I can understand why.

The Seraph's Song regenerates 5 MP randomly about every 15-20 seconds, and I just feel kind of sad that it wasn't in the game. But enough of this bull crap.

"I guess I have to make due on my promise then... *Sigh* Time to better myself." I open my front door and step outside. 

Taking a deep breath of the night air, I bend over and begin to stretch. I start to jog at a slow pace making sure to stay on the sidewalk. As I run past an apartment building a car speeds to where I am. 

I notice lights approaching me, and I turn to look at the car. 

'What the hell!?' The car is less than 2 seconds from running me over, so thinking quickly I jump as high as I can. Stepping on the hood to get a little extra height, I clear the car... But in doing so, I get flipped in the air repeatedly. 'Oh Shi-'

Landing on the ground with a thud, I groan in pain and annoyance.

"Why does this always have to happen to me..." I sigh and attempt to move my arms. My left arm is unresponsive, but my right arm seems to be okay. I slowly pick myself up, and notice the devastation behind me. "Geez, I hope that idiot dies in the crash."

Pain starts seeping in from my arm and right leg. 'Are they broken? Damn...' I sit down in a more comfortable position and begin to examine my body. 

'It seems my humerus and fibula are broken...' I take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Lying down on my back, I start to contemplate what I should do.

The sound of glass breaking can be heard directly above where I am, and a cast-iron skillet is hurtling straight towards my head.

With a twitch in my eye, I tilt my head to the right. The skillet gets stuck in the concrete, and I sigh in relief subconsciously. 

'What is going on? Did I use all my luck somewhere? Is the universe trying to kill me?' I shake my head. 'No, maybe someone is trying to kill me... Who would have a deep enough grudge to do such a thing?'

I get up and start limping home.

***

After about 30 minutes, I finally make it to my front door. Before turning the handle I pause. 'I'm sure going into my house is exactly what my killers would think I would do... Maybe I should go to a public area, and get a lot of witnesses...' 

The pain in my broken limbs is escalating to a point that my mind is starting to dull. I back away from the door and start stumbling  to where I think the nearest gas station is. 

***

20 minutes later, I end up falling on my face. The pain I'm currently going through is enough to make me give up on life.

"Why didn't I just die... Ugh..." I attempt to get up, to only be met with disappointment. The most I can do is flip over onto my back. When I look to the night sky, the moon seems huge. Raising my hand shakily to the sky, I clench my fist.

My hand lands on the ground softly, but that's when I notice the 46' flatscreen TV making it's way towards me. I just close my eyes as the falling TV lands on my waist, effectively cutting me in half horizontally. The light in my eyes begins to fade, but so does the pain.

"Heh, cut in half... and still... alive..." Sighing, I put my hand to my face. Laughter begins seeping from my throat.

"Ha, haha, hahaha ha HAHAHAHAHA!" Ignoring the pain in my chest, I continue laughing like a maniac.

My laughter continues until I notice a stupid box TV falling from the same place the flatscreen came from. 

"Damn..." My face gets smooshed between a TV and a hard place... But surprisingly, I stop feeling pain. I open my eyes and see an expansive black abyss.

I look around and see nothing but the dark void. 'I swear, if this is a dream... When I wake up, I'm going back to sleep so I can kick my dream self's ass...'

Male Voice- "Interesting... I've never seen anybody have this reaction before." I turn around to see a silhouette of a man behind me.

MC- "Oh great, this just got weirder... Why... Can't I see you?" I squint attempting to see him better.

???- "This is just how I look, but enough of this." The silhouette holds his hand in front of him. "Do you wish to live again?"

This stuns me for a moment. 

MC- "Eh, not really... I'm good, I already did everything I wanted to do in life."

The mysterious being chuckles.

???- "I see. How about reincarnating to a world of your ch-"

MC- "Chrono Trigger, Name: Zero, born at the same time as Crono, Shadow magic is preferred."

The being seems a bit shocked, not expecting me to go into so much detail.

???- "Okay, I see that you are already sure as to what you want. You get 3 requests."

MC- "Infinite M-"

???- "Denied, make reasonable requests."

Mc- "Ugh, fine... Seraph's Song as a tattoo on my right hand, that way I can use another accessory."

???- "Fine, two remaining."

Mc- "Uh... Limit Break? Like, my level and stats including HP and MP can go past the game's limits."

???- "*sigh* Okay, but you have to work hard to do so." I pump my fist.

MC- "Can I use Light and Shadow magics? Like, my natural affinity is toward both of those elements."

???- "Yeah, you can do that. For a second I thought you were going to ask for wolverine levels of regeneration."

MC- "Wait, I can do that?"

???- "Not anymore, have fun!" The silhouette claps his hands and I find myself laying in a bed, wrapped in a blanket.

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Name: Zero

HP: 10/10

MP: 5/5

PWR: 1

SPD: 1

MAG: 1

END: 1

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Skills: [Limit Break]

Proficiencies: None

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Equipment: [Seraph's Song]

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A.o.D. here, just saying hi.

Thanks for reading chapter 1 of... whatever the hyeck this is, it is greatly appreciated. I may post another chapter today, depends on when I wake up... Anyway, have a nice day!

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