Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Did I Just Got... WTF?!

My name is Nishinomiya Tatsuya, and I am a neet. I live and work in my home as a writer but I do enjoy playing violent games, roasting people on various websites, and reading. Interacting with other humans isn't my thing. Its not that I don't know how, its just that its very tiring.

Anyway...

I'm currently working on a chapter on my laptop when I suddenly heard truck noises. I didn't mind it.

However, something was wrong....

*Crash!*

Oh, shit...

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'And here I am, inside this fancy room facing this guy.'

The guy in question was wearing a king-like attire. The guy had golden eyes and white hair and his attire even matches his hair.

"Hello there, mortal. So, to introduce myself, I am the Isekai God. You may call me Truck-kun, as I am mostly known for transporting people to other worlds. So, I have a deal with you, do you mind listening to me?"

'So this is the human form of truck-kun? I was hoping... shut up horny hormones, not now.'

"Sure."

"So, as the God responsible for your untimely death, I apologize. However, I need you to kill evil beings for the safety of the omniverse."

"Wait, you mean kill a lot of Demon Kings?" Truck-kun laughed.

"No, no. I mean beings like Evil Gods and Devils. But fear not, mortal. I am going to give you three of your wishes to help you with your mission!"

'Typical setting for a shitty isekai novel or a fanfic.'

"Sorry, I have to refuse. I don't want to kill anything and I don't want to die again."

Truck-kun replied, "Sorry but you can't. The higher ups told me to transport someone to the first world as soon as possible since the situation over there became severe already. I'm sorry but if you still continue to refuse, I have to force you."

"Can you just pick someone else?" Tatsuya tried to refuse, however, Truck-kun continued pushing.

"Do you think that searching for potential heroes is easy, mortal? Mortal, I need you to agree. If the first world gets destroyed, I'm fucked!"

"Like I'm saying- ouch, what the-" Tatsuya felt a prickly sensation on his hands and discovered Truck-kun, with some sort of paper on his hand, putting his blood from the cut he magically had on the paper.

"Great! Now you can't refuse. The moment you refuse, you go to Hell where you spend your time dying and reviving, only to die again. I'm so sorry, mortal. But desperate situations require desperate solutions."

'Did... this happened to Ghost Rider and now it happened to me, what the actual fuck?'

Tatsuya sighed and gave up.

'Guess I'll be a hero then.'

Tatsuya simply feared that his life, after refusal, would be similar to Subaru. Minus the cool fantasy part and cute maids and more suffering.

"Well then, let me think about my wishes." Truck-kun smiled. Finally, his life was now saved.

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[Chapter done! So that was a little short but I really can't think of any good wishes that doesn't make the mc a little OP but not too OP. I am willing to take suggestions! Also, this was supposed to be publish 4 hours or smth ago but wifi got fucked and laptop crashed, erasing the earlier chapter. Anyway, byeeeeeeeeeee]