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Three Wishes In Another World

There was an american otaku who prayed to be isekaid every day for 20 years, never missing a day. He was tired of his life, and was enamoured of the countless adventures in his favorite anime. He couldn't accept his boring life, unable to see reality. And finally after 20 long years, his prayers weer answered. The dimensional god was moved and granted him 3 wishes in his new world, what will happen I wonder?

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My First Wish Was...

As I looked around I was greeted by a seemingly endless pine forest. The trees looked to be about the same as earth. Oh, I should choose a new name. One that befits my new circumstances, one cool and domineering. I smiled as a name came to mind.

"I'll take the name Vulpes for myself. Consider it a nod to my first wish's inspirer."

There didn't seem to be any buildings or anything of note in any direction. I simply walked forward with my hands in my pocket, as calm as can be. I no longer need to fear death, so there's no need for fear at all.

I was wearing a white tee and black jeans, a silver belt holding it up. Seems Lord Naruto gave me some clothes to fit my new body, looks pretty good. Nothing extravagant but decent looking. Just some white tennis shoes made it look clean. I liked this new outfit, although i'll probably be replacing it a lot.

It did take a bit of getting used to, being 6'11 (201.82 Cm) tall and everything, was a massive change in perspective. I eventually made my way into a cave, and inside I found some skeletons holding swords.

"So a dungeon world, not the most original but hey, its something."

The three charged at me and cut me down. I fell into a bloody mess, still smiling. They turned around and kept walking, but that's when I got up and rushed one. My wounds were gone, but the damaged shirt was evidence that the strikes happened.

My new body made tackling the skeleton easy. I stole its sword and crushed its skull with the hilt. The other two ran me through from behind with their swords. I coughed some blood before turning back and smiling at them.

"Wow, I barely notice the pain, nice."

They pulled out their swords, only to see the stab wounds heal and close in seconds. I swung the sword like a bad, a simple wide swing. I wasn't expecting much, but they weren't smart enough to dodge. They were both crushed under my sheer physical power.

I couldn't help but think back to my first wish. I made the right call, definitely.

"Ok, My first wish is, I want Ban's Physical body, Pre Purgatory from Seven Deadly Sins."

"Interesting. Very well, granted. Would you like to transmigrate now with two wishes intact, or wait and use them now?"

My body shone with a light, and when it faded, I had a toned body and a 6 pack. I was 6'11 and lean. I had spiky, blue silvery hair, and a scar running down my neck. My crimson eyes gleamed brightly.

Ban had one of the best types of immortality in anime, a useful one and he was physically strong as well. I made sure to specify before purgatory to keep the immortality. I am just a strong, but with no skill. That's fine though, I can learn skills. I can't learn such a convenient version of immortality. I meant it when I said I no longer feared death.

I took off the ruined white tee and threw it to the side. God, i'm gonna have to spend so much on clothes in this world. I hope something like a space ring or a storage item exists. I might just wish for one if they don't exist here. Oh well, compared to an immortal body, that's just a minor inconvenience. Even if my body is reduced to ash, I can still regenerate! It's incredible!

I grabbed the shiniest sword of the three and moved on. I'm no blacksmith or anything so I can't tell which sword was best. It doesn't matter all that much though, as long as soul attacks aren't common, I'll be fine.

In four hours I made it through a lot of the dungeon, I think. There were a few dozen skeletons, some zombies, and there was even an armored skeleton with a huge axe! He cleaved me in two FOUR times before I got him. I'm still not quite used to this body. Ahead of me was a door, the usual stuff. Big, imposing and complicated. 100% the boss room. Well, here we go.

{Lich POV}

I could sense my minions falling, one after another. The zombies, skeletons, even my skeletal knight fell in the end. Its only one person, but they have yet to fail. They're getting closer by the second, and soon I felt the last minions outside my door fall into oblivion. The door opened, and I saw him.

A man that towers over me by a few heads, with spiky bluish, silvery hair. He had a long scar running down his neck, and a very muscular body. He was topless and armorless, merely holding the axe that belonged to my skeletal knight. His deem crimson eyes shone with a mix of disdain, pride, pity, and pure enjoyment. It was infuriating. He actually spoke to me, after a moment.

"What an ugly one you are. So you a litch, what with the staff, robe and rotting corpse? Well no matter, c'mon already. Entertain me."

He looked at me, with no fear, no disgust, just pure confidence and disdain. Confidence that nothing I did could harm him, confidence to raid a dungeon armorless and possibly weaponless, complete and utter confidence in himself. I shivered a bit, noticing something.

This man, this THING, had Not. One. Scratch. Nothing at all, no blemishes or wounds of any kind, only that scar on his neck. That smirk, those eyes, that demouner, I knew it then. I knew I stood no chance. So I did the only thing I could do. The only option.

{MC POV}

I looked at the litch in front of me, wondering how this happened. I walked in, talked some shit about entertaining me, and then he went and did this. He, or it, I'm not sure, wore a dark robe and held a wood staff with a crystal embedded in the top. Looked like the generic necromancer lich, rotting skin and everything.

Then this thing goes and kneels, asking for mercy.

"Please sir, I can be useful to you. I can summon undead to do your bidding, I can fight for you, I can do anything. Just please, don't erase my existence."

What the fuck happened? Did the shit talk do critical damage? Did it need a lord to serve? I don't understand.

"Why are you kneeling? Are we not gonna fight? Isn't that like, your instinct as a dumb monster?"

I saw him shiver in rage, but only for a moment.

"Only the lowest of monsters lose their intelligence. I am a stage 3 undead lich, I am far beyond them. As for why, you easily defeated my stage 1 and 2 undead, without even a scratch. You came with no armor and possibly no weapon either. If you could do all that, you are beyond me. Its better to serve and live, and to defy and die."

Oh. Well shit, that was unexpected. If I accept, will the humans hate me? I don't mind but it may be annoying. Wait, I could totally become the demon lord and conquer the world I don't want this to be like those generic nice MC adventures, Fuck it. Let's have the evil side win!

"Tell me about this world, and what you know. Then we will see, if you are worthy of serving me. I am Vulpes the Undying."

Oof, kinda cringe, but I'll get used to it. Gotta get that bad guy acting down, and soon. He gulped, then spoke.

"Very well Lord Vulpes, I'll start by saying....."

Heres the start boys. Enjoy, comment, you know the drill. Lets enjoy the ride

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