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Ao Ashi: The Japanese Blue Meteor

A young boy is reincarnated in the world of Ao Ashi with certain abilities which he obtained thanks to three wishes for his new life. Will our protagonist manage to become the best player in the world? ——————- There is no fanfiction of this anime even though it has a lot of potential to write fanfiction. I'm going to use elements from the manga so for anyone who doesn't want to be spoiled this is a warning, there will be a lot of moments that didn't appear in the anime. English is not my basic language so I will do my best to translate thanks to my sister but if there is a mistake do not hesitate to tell me. I hope that you will like.

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6 Chs

Chapter 2

With the mesmerizing light blooming, Paul tried to look again at the mysterious entity but he couldn't. The majestic voice of the Transition Entity rang out again, interrupting his thoughts.

"Little soul, with your decision, you are the first soul to have this privilege. I hope you take this chance to live a life you never dreamed of having. Before continuing, you must formulate your three wishes. Choose wisely."

Paul took a deep breath, thinking about what he would need to excel in this new world.

Paul found himself faced with a momentous decision. The entity's words still echoed in his mind, and he felt the importance of choosing his three wishes carefully. "What life have I always dreamed of having?" he wondered. He remembered all the works he had explored, all the characters with extraordinary abilities who had captivated his imagination.

"Seijuro Akashi's Eyes of the Emperor," he muttered to himself. These piercing eyes offered incredible clarity of mind and perception, crucial assets for dominating in any field, whether on a sports field or in a strategic situation. "With these eyes, I could anticipate moves, seize opportunities before they present themselves, and navigate through challenges with pinpoint precision," he thought.

For his second wish, Paul considered Tsubasa Ozora's talents and abilities. This football prodigy possessed exceptional ball control, unparalleled agility and an ability to transcend expectations on the field. "With Tsubasa's abilities, I could not only be a world-class player, but also inspire my teammates to reach new heights. My game would become a perfect fusion of technique, vision and instinct, propelling my team to the victory", he envisioned with determination.

Finally, *Demon Slayer*'s lightning breath. This ability offered extraordinary speed and responsiveness, qualities that were not just limited to combat, but could be applied to all aspects of life. "With the Breath of Lightning, I could react instantly to changes, move with uncommon agility, and surpass my physical limits. This would be essential for exploring the world with endless energy and curiosity.", envisioned he excitedly.

The Entity waited patiently, observing Paul's deep thought. "Have you made up your mind, little soul?" she asked in a majestic voice, breaking the silence.

Paul looked up at the Entity, determined. "Yes," he replied confidently. "I make my three wishes: the eyes of the Emperor of Seijuro Akashi, the talent and abilities of Tsubasa Ozora, and the breath of lightning of Demon Slayer."

The Entity nodded slightly. "Wise choices, little soul. Besides, if you train properly you can acquire the breath of Complete Concentration." A soft light enveloped Paul as his wishes were granted, transforming his being for his new life to come.

Paul thought for a moment about what the mysterious entity had just told him. "The Breath of Integral Concentration? Ahaha! Gorgeous ! This is a state in which experienced slayers, such as Pillars, can constantly maintain a Full Focus Breath even while sleeping. There is a huge difference in strength between someone who can maintain a Breath of Total Concentration at all times and someone who cannot. If I can master it completely I would have an incredible physique."

"I'm glad to see that this news rejoices you, little soul. Now you have to change your appearance according to your preference and choose where and when you want to be born." The entity said very gently.

"I even have the right to choose it. My luck is really crazy." He whispered to himself

Now Paul had to choose his appearance. He thought for a moment, then decided to take on Ban's appearance from The Seven Deadly Sins, a choice that combined a distinctive appearance with a rather imposing physique.

Finally, he focused on the moment of his birth. "I choose to be born in the same year as Aoi Ashito and if possible in Spain.", he declared, determined to closely follow the events of *Ao Ashi*, the manga he loved so much, and to make a significant brand in the world of football.

"Well your wishes will be granted. Now that we're done little soul, I hope you can experience this news as you wish. Good luck."

Thus, Paul prepared himself for a new existence, armed with extraordinary abilities and an unwavering determination to realize his dreams in this fascinating world that opened up to him.

Paul felt a dizzy sensation as the soft light enveloped him, transporting him to his new existence. A pleasant warmth surrounded him as he suddenly found himself in the soothing darkness of his future mother's womb. He tried to move, but found he was unable to control his still developing body. Transported by this light, Paul felt an indescribable sensation invade him as he was thrown towards his destiny. He felt a strange mix of excitement and tranquility as he suddenly found himself in his future mother's womb, in Barcelona, ​​Spain.

The soft, familiar warmth enveloped him, as he became aware of her growing physical presence. He felt his mother's heartbeat, a soothing rhythm that reminded him of safety and comfort. "I'm really here," he realized in wonder, slowly becoming aware of his new existence.

Through the soft, protective walls of the mother's womb, Paul could hear the muffled whispers of voices from outside, voices that seemed both distant and near. He attempted to move his limbs, exploring the limits of his new developing body, feeling a growing curiosity about the world that awaited him beyond.

After a moment of contemplation, the fatigue of this extraordinary transformation slowly invaded him, and Paul fell asleep peacefully, lulled by the soothing sounds of the maternal womb and the encouraging whispers of the Transitions Entity which guided him towards his future. promising.

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Spain, Barcelona

A few months later, in a bustling delivery room at the Barcelona hospital, the atmosphere was electric. A woman, visibly exhausted but resolute, lay in the hospital bed, surrounded by an attentive medical team and her anxious husband who held her hand tightly.

"You're doing a good job, ma'am. Just a little more effort," the senior doctor encouraged gently, as the contractions became more intense.

The husband, his gaze full of love and concern, supported his wife with constant support. "You're amazing, my love. We're almost there," he whispered with emotion, his eyes never leaving his wife's determined face.

The mother pushed hard, her determination to meet her baby transforming into palpable energy in the delivery room. The doctors and midwives were focused, guiding each step of the process with expertise and kindness.

Finally, after a last effort, a piercing scream echoed through the room. "It's a boy !" the doctor announced, with palpable joy in his voice, as he gently placed the newborn on the mother's chest.

Tears of happiness flowed down the mother's cheeks as she greeted her son with unconditional love, embracing him gently and covering him with kisses. The father, moved to tears, took his son in his arms with infinite tenderness.

"We have a beautiful son, my love," he whispered, his heart overflowing with happiness.

The mother smiles gently. "Welcome to this world, Orochi," she said tenderly, gently stroking her newborn's cheek.

And so, Paul, now named Orochi by his parents, began his earthly life in a moment of pure happiness and fulfillment, carrying with him the hopes and dreams that had been shaped in the depths of his soul.