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Half elf in Black Clover (DND)

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Honestly just here because felt like writing, and though it would be fun. Premise is that me and a few friends played DND based on Black Clover, this fanfic will be a translated story of what happens on the sessions, with a few changes to better be placed in the setting, like taking out a few instances which otherwise would not make sense in Black Clovers (Listen, arson seemed like a good idea at the time!) All of the starts were randomized, be it Magic, Class, Stats, Backstory, and points (Out of 100) on how deep your backstory interacts with Cannon. While all players were Main characters, this story will follow my Character, Jason Selphis, perspective and his adventures on Black Clover while sometimes going into other POVs. This was heavily based on a DND session, so expect ridiculous, epic, funny, weird, and UN-expected shenanigans to arise. /Users be advised; there are some sad parts!/ OCs and Story Plot are from the DM, but all the rest comes from the hands of Yuki Tabata Without delay, please enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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Chapter 1Prologue - Welcome Player

Books.

His earliest memories were not from family, nor were they from a traumatic event, they were simply always filled to the brim with books.

A large library, so big it could compare itself with a castle, and on each part of it sat a different book from the one before it, with a different tale to tell.

Some recounted tales about great heroes of old, their adventures, their challenges, their determination, and of their downfalls.

All kinds of heroes were recorded. Those who pulled swords from stones and became kings, creating prosperous countries where all were treated equally and fair under their reign. Other books spoke of those who serviced the gods and followed their whims, slicing their blades toward the foes of their precious gods.

Books about Kingdoms, fair kingdoms which tolerated no evil, Kingdoms which were so unjust the entire population rebelled, dark Kingdoms that marked their reign into the course of history, and bright ones that were all but forgotten by everyone.

There were documents about science, laws that reign over the fabric of reality in which all living beings exist. The scientific marvels and discoveries recorded in these hundreds of books would both fascinate and horrify the ones reading. Scientific innovations give way to better communication, hygiene, and standards of living, but at the same time to better weapons, nightmares, and technology that should not be used.

It's an impossibility, there is no feasible way that anything like that was possible, no way that legends like those existed in the first place, that such knowledge could be real at all.

Except they were.

Legends that should not exist, kingdoms that were never real, facts that seemed to breathe and prevail in a completely different dimension, multiple different ones in fact.

He doesn't know for how long he stayed there, within the hundreds of tall shelves loaded with writings, reading every single piece of literature he could seize his hands on.

Never feeling hunger, never feeling tired. A state of half numbness, only matched by the sheer boredom that lead to the investigation of thousands of different universes held inside these books.

There seemed to be nothing that was not written in the pages of the countless books that filled his memories.

He doesn't know how much time had passed, it's not like he could see the sun or moon from where he was, however, that is perhaps something that is better off not knowing.

That place which felt like an ethereal prison, filled with innumerable tales, was finally broken.

He had no idea what changed, no idea of what led to the destruction of the spell which made this place his personal prison-like hell.

Not looking back for even a second, slamming the doors which never budged open, he ran like never before, he ran until his heart was beating heavily on his chest until his lungs felt like they could not hold air anymore until his legs were aching so much he felt like crumpling in a heap of pain and just lying there.

But he didn't stop.

Through the maze that was the forest, huge trees letting the rays of moonlight stab through cracks, the cold air whipping by his face letting his golden hair fly free, he kept on running.

He was finally free, unrestricted to see this beautiful world he only saw through letters, free to walk side by side with the many races the legends spoke about,

He was free to write his own book.

The Tales of Jason Selphis.

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Alright, that's a wrap for the Prologue, this is basically the main focal point of my Character's Backstory. Turns out that when you roll a Nat 20 for a stat, our DM lets us have some liberties on how the character acquired said stat. I decided to implement it through my Character's backstory, thus the thousands of books = Int 20.

I left a lot of things ambiguously and open in the air for people to make their own assumptions, mostly because it will keep on being referenced throughout the book, filling the pieces necessary for you guys to understand what really happened.

Thank you for reading, see ya all!

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Armipotent

This is a work of fiction, any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious! (Even the country in the story is just the author's fantasy as the author never visited those countries in the story) Armipotent is an archaic adjective meaning "strong in battle." Basically, it refers to someone who is physically tough in war. Originally, it was used to refer to the Roman god of war, Mars. ===================== Tang Shaoyang, an orphan who dropped out of the middle school to fight on the street as he found out school was useless for a penniless orphan like him. Tang Shaoyang dropped out of his school, fighting on the street, and made a name for himself. Berserker Tang from Youyouliucun. Afterward, Dragon Wing triad recruited him and everything was good for him. Even though the public deemed him as a tumor of society, Tang Shaoyang was having a decent life. Until one day, everything changed as an absurd and strange game started. "... Game starts! Stage one: Survival for The Fittest!" After the game started, zombies appeared out of nowhere. ... Ding! "You have killed 1000 zombies less than 24 hours since the game started! You gained 3 Talents!" Dong! "You may choose 3 Talents! please choose carefully!" Tang Shaoyang held his chin and mused what Talent he had to choose. "With Zombies appear everywhere, I need an infinite strength... this is one, I still need to choose 2 Talents more..." Then a lewd smile formed on his lips. "I want an infinite strength, charm and charisma to conquer women, and the last one, I want to upgrade my **** so I can please my women!" After saying this, Tang Shaoyang laughed aloud. "Hahaha, there's no way such talent exists... ehhhhh?!!!" Ding! Dong! "3 Talents are consumed! You have been granted Divine Body! Good Luck, Gamer Tang Shaoyang!" Tang Shaoyang immediately checked the detail of Divine Body. After a brief silence, he muttered unbelievably. "Such Talents really exist..." Note: I don't own the cover. If the creator wants me to take down the cover or put credit, please notify me by replying to my review at the Review section.

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