Chapter 3 I say "fuck" alot

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???- "An unfamiliar ceiling…"

Just kidding, I've always wanted to say that. No, but seriously, I need to find out what's going on. I kind of expected waking up in a dark place and being born a few minutes later. But looking around and at myself, I can say THANK GOD I don't have to go through the horror of acting like a baby. That would be torture to my mature mind.

Ok, first, my surrounding. Not chained up or restricted in any way. The room I woke up in seems normal… everything looks big though. Probably due to my child-like body. A window that looks to not be barred or anything, so I doubt it's a prison of some kind, a big plus in my book.

Looks like a normal bedroom you can find in an apartment, no, a personal room in a normal house seems better. The bed I'm in is sitting against the wall, and next to the said bed, a desk. On the wall opposite to the bed is a door, most likely the door to exit or enter the room. I can also see a closet sitting in the corner of the room.

Hopefully, there are some clothes because I'm not wearing anything except my underwear and my only current cover is the blanket covering me.

I jump out of the bed and awkwardly walk over to the closet and open it. What? Like I said, a child body, it's weird having short legs again… totally not because it feels like this child body is stronger than my original body… shut up.

Looking in, I can only see a few sets of clothes. Grabbing a random one, I start dressing up. A normal white shirt and black shorts. A simple style, good.

Now that I've averted the crisis or someone coming into the room and seeing me in my birthday suit, I start to pay even more attention to everything.

Noticing the mirror on the closet door, I walk over to and look at it. Seeing myself, I have only two words… COMPLETELY AVERAGE.

Black hair and brown eyes, similar to my past life. A face that hasn't shown any growth yet but doesn't stand out and a body of a child not even a meter tall. Looking at myself I can say I look about 5 years old. A completely average 5 years old child mind you.

Not that I'm complaining, as long as I don't look ugly I'm totally fine with however I look. Never really had a pretty boy complex. And I've never really understood people who wish to be so unrealistically handsome with snow-white hair and piercing red eyes and have every girl just waiting to jump into their pants…

Ah fuck, that's why. Damn, gotta get that white hair then. Lucky for me, once I get my abilities, I can get change that.

For those who don't know, Accelerator always had his reflection setting on, which also reflected the harmful UV rays from the sun. Because of this, his hair became white.

Speaking of which…

???- "Status"

[Name: Arata

Occupation: The Gamer

Level: LV 1

HP: 50/50

MP: 100/100

STR: 5

VIT: 5

DEX: 10

INT: 10

WIS: 10

LUK: 10

Skill Points: 10

Money: 0

Skills:

Gamers Mind LV MAX

Gamers Body LV MAX

Esper: Vector Manipulation LV MAX

Quirk: Self Reprogramming LV 1]

Arata? Is that my name in this life? Of course it is, 'Daniel' is a western name, it won't fit here in Japan. Arata is a nice name too, I like it. Alright, from now on, my name is Arata, Daniel is a fat fuck from my past life, from now on, I'm Arata. A new start for me!

Taking my eyes off the mirror, I look around a bit more and find a piece of paper on the desk. No, not a piece of paper. A letter?

Arata- "What's this?"

Taking the letter into my hands, I open it and take out the paper inside and read it.

[Daniel, no, you should be called something else now. Oh well, not my problem. You should be getting this letter when you get your original memories back. I had to tell you something but you left before I could tell you, so I'm sending this.

Speaking of which, how the hell did you do that!?

Anyways, the thing I had to tell you is that the enemies you will face in this world will be slightly stronger from the original you know of. This is because one of the Administrators of the Dragon Ball universes dropped a bit of their powers into this specific world and thus the villains have bullshit power levels and will end up defeating the heroes in canon. So, you're here to ensure the timeline doesn't fuck itself up.]

Arata- "Ah fuck. The bullshit power levels from Dragon Ball influenced the world? What happened to the heroes? What happened to their bullshit power levels? Did it only affect villains?"

[Also, just as a major "screw you" I changed your ability quest [System] to have every quest give a penalty of instant permanent death.]

Arata- "WHAT!? Why? You're forcing me to do every quest given by my ability just because you didn't like my dream?"

[No not because of your dream, it's because you're annoying.]

Arata- "Wha- how did you reply!?"

[PS this letter will self-destruct once you finish reading this.]

*BANG*

[-30 HP]

Arata- "FUCK!"

Dude just took out over half my health points with that! If I was a normal person, I would have a disfigured face for the rest of my life!

... Now that I think about it he probably did that cos he knew I would be ok. But that doesn't make it any better! Thank god for Gamers Body.

Wait, no, don't thank god. I'm going to stop saying that from now on. Take that you spiteful ROB!

...

Arata- "*SIGH*"

Hold on, he said in the letter "When you get your original memories back". What happened to this body's original memories?

Wait, is it going to be like those moments when the main character gets a massive headach-

Arata- "ARGH!"

And just like that, I fell to the floor clutching my head.

Fuck you ROB, fuck you.