Ashwood Chapter 0 - Prologue

"Have you heard that fairy tale?"

"Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a world where machines waged war and humans lived in the destruction they left behind, hoping that one day, they could leave the planet they had destroyed."

"But the boy couldn't care less. He immersed himself in virtual reality. The only place where the humans could breathe fresh air, enjoy the forests, insects, chirping of the birds or another world all together."

"Though, this boy. He didn't want to enjoy other worlds. He wanted to make one of his own. Something much grander. A MMORPG. But when he pitched his idea, companies weren't interested. They always wanted to make changes."

"He didn't like that. And being stubborn as he was. He decided to do it on his own. Now the things in his favour were that he was a genius. Unfavourable part? He needed to focus all his being into making this project a reality. That meant no jobs, and no money to fund other aspects of the project."

"So. What did our poor boy do?"

"He could hack the money, but with AI's handling the security, the chances of him getting caught were 50-50. But that would mean risking everything. Since there were killer robots outside. People rarely left their houses. For him. He had never properly left the apartment he lived him."

"Since that wasn't a choice. He went with industry that offered money. Porn. Virtual Porn. Making Virtual Videos. He had confidence in his work, and it worked. It took his seven years to finally make it. The game he wanted. And then he reached the point where he had to put in the last stretch. The final battle and epilogue. The night before, he made his last video and went to bed, to wake up the next day with energy, body and mind."

"He woke up the next day and found himself in a house he was sure he build in the virtual reality, in his world, and there was the ruby-eyed woman standing over his bed, ready to kill him."

"He…ran away. Using his knowledge of the port to hide, and enter a dungeon only he knew about. He found out that the Evil System had brought him to his world, and the women he had made videos of. The only difference was, these women were tortured, filled with negative emotions from what they were forced to do in his videos."

"And their goal? To kill him. The carrot for killing him? The chance to go back to their world. Alongside all the power, abilities and everything else they had earned. But mainly, the butterfly that flapped its wings because of those videos, and caused the things to take a bad turn. Sometimes, even destroyed their world."

"He knew there was no other way out. He had to keep fighting, struggling. But then again, this is a fairy tale. The all powerful fairy mother came into the picture. Her name? Or rather her title – The Witch."

She came to him and said, "I find your situation and talents interesting. I have plans for your future."

He said, "Does that include me doing anything that will lead me to my grave?"

She said, "I will protect you from all dangers. Until I can't protect you."

And he said, "then I like your plans for my future already."

"The fairy godmother brought the boy to a palace, the one super port city kingdom, Xphargos. Housing over 10 million people. A centre for trade. And for various reasons, the city had been running without a lord for seven years. The boy couldn't figure it out. According to his story, the city lord would have been here."

"Yet, the fairy godmother told him this."

She said, "You are the city lord now. Use all the resources of this city to become stronger."

"And then the boy met the princess, fell in love with her, defeated his enemies, became a Godly Being and vanquished the evil system."

"As if," An umbrella came down, chopping the purple haired young man on the head, "What exactly are you doing?"

"I am writing my auto-biography! You shouldn't peek!" The young man hurriedly closed the book, putting it in the Evil System's inventory, "how much did you read?"

"The last line, but that was enough to tell me you were daydreaming," A black-haired young girl stood behind him, holding another open umbrella which hid her face somehow.

'Gothic Lolita, that description should be enough to describe her style of dressing and accessories, three sizes and everything else. And since she hides her face using her powers, there is no way to make a distinction about her appearance. Well, that is the character I made,' the purple haired young man shrugged, "what else can I do? Have you seen these reports? Tsunade Senju is here! She'll kill me! For sure!"

"Then you should have got stronger."

"Not my fault! I was trying to get stronger. But this piece of shit system gave me some kind of bloodline I didn't have. All so that I couldn't use the items in the lottery to level up! I got such a cool bloodline, but I can't use it!"

"Oh, stop crying," Witch put her finger in her ear, snapping her finger and a bubble appeared in large and luxurious office room, and inside that bubble was a woman with short bob cut white hair and blindfold on her eyes, alongside a black dress, stockings, and black heels.

"2B!! She's here!!! Finally! All of my troubles are over! I will be the ruler of the new world!! Hahahahahaa!!! Muahahahahahahahahah—agkk! Aghhh!"

"I am doubting my choices," The Witch looked at the tall, about 6'3 tall man, with medium-sized purple hair, wearing red-black glasses run up to the woman inside the bubble. From the angle she was on, she could see the tiny mole under his right eye.

Even though he was wearing loose clothes, she could see tell the slightly muscular body underneath it all, and the posture that he handled himself, 'that system really works. Even his posture is much better. Oh well, at least he has one more asset than that face of his.'

She slammed the second umbrella on his head, "why can she make you powerful?"

"Aha. Do you want a short explanation or a short one?" He turned around with a gleeful grin on his face.

"Short."

"Yeah. I'll go with a long one. When I came to this world. My status screen looked something like this."

[Host Name – Kal I. Ashwood.]

[Race – Human]

[Affiliation – Villian]

Level – 7 (0/90)

Strength – 4

Endurance – 4

Body – 5

Agility – 3

Intelligence – 10

Mind – 10

Energy – 5

[Innate Skill – None]

[Passive Abilities – None.]

[Active Skills – None.]

[Trained Skills – Computer Expert. Engineering Expert. Drawing Expert. Visualisation. Writing. Music. Instruments. Prediction.]

[Titles – Third Rate Third Rate Villain (How can a Third Rate Villain not be strong? 5 Stat Points per level.) Genius (Eh. Double Talent and Attribute Points.]

[Free Attribute Points – 70]

[Talent Points – 14]

"Then I survived a few hunts. Levelled up, but I saved my talent points until I reached level 50. All so I could upgrade my two important skills to Supernatural Levels. One needed 50 and two needed 100. With one point per level and me getting two because of the title's passive."

"And you chose a useless skill."

"No. I chose the skills I needed the most, and when I did. My stat table looked something like this."

[Host Name – Kal I. Ashwood.]

[Race and Bloodline – Ashwood]

[Affiliation – Villian]

Level 50 – (7880/10400)

Mana – 1600

Strength –80

Endurance – 80

Body – 80

Agility – 80

Intelligence – 80

Mind – 80

Energy – 80

[Innate Skill – None]

[Supernatural Computer Control – Scanning (2) Computer Generation and Interaction (2) Electricity Generation (2) Interface Interaction (2) Hacking Intuition (2) Data-Telekinesis (2) Download and Upload (2) Augmented Reality (2) World Merging (2)]

[Passive Abilities – Two Star (2x All Hidden Attributes) Genius (1.5x All Hidden Attributes) Villian (1.50x All Hidden Attributes).]

[Fire Spell – Fire Sword (1). Fireball (1). Grand Fireball (3).]

[Ice Spell – Ice Shard (1). Ice Spear (1). Freezing Touch (1)]

[Thunder Spell – Thunder Bolt (1).

[Earth Spell – Quake (2)]

[Summoning Spell – Rifle (1).]

[Trained Skills – Engineering Expert. Drawing Expert. Writing. Music. Instruments. Prediction.]

[Titles – Third Rate Villain. Narcissist. Genius.]

[Free Attribute Points – 100]

[Talent Points – 10]

"Oof, I look super strong."

"You want face off with this Tsunade woman?"

"Yeah…no. If I am not wrong, she is easily around 150. I am nowhere near close to face her, but I have these powers. See. I can scar her structure in detail and use that data for the structural basic and change a few things. Like gender."

A glow appeared in his purple eyes, and the world around his turned into data, and layers of it appeared in front of him, graphical layer, structural, data and more and more, but he was looking at several versions of 2B. He opened the purple interface, the one that was made by his skill, and copied the data here.

A visual of 2B appeared, and he started customising. He could change a few things, and there were a few he could not. Still, he started with the hair, turning them purple. Of course, the gender change was necessary, and the other parts, 'I should be generous.'

He increased the necessary size of the necessary thing, 'Too much? Ah, whatever. This will be fun.'

"Now that I have structural data. I will download all her information. Her stats, her powers, the way she works, and best of all? Those chips plug-in's and the insane fantasy system they have. Since I am a Two Star and she is Three Star. It will take time. A day. Let's skip ahead."

The next day,

"Are you done?" Witch walked in the room, looking at him sitting in the same place, his eyes closed, focused.

"Yes, I am…now," Ashwood stood up, wobbling a little, and he made the straight line for the door.

"Where?"

"Where else! To piss! Fuck, I am going to burst!"

A little while later,

"Ah, that feels so much better," Ashwood walked in the room, "Anyway. While I was there and on my way back. I passed the data that I downloaded from her to this new body. Now. All I have to is project his as the augmented reality."

He slid the body from the screen, and it appeared to be standing in front of him. He narrowed his eyes, "And finally. The most useful ability. World Merge."

The data particles, these little squares of blue, green and white, appeared. They formed the shape of a body, creating this increasing sharp noise, and at one point, a crack appeared in the world, forming a body, "Yohra No. 2 Type B. Version Ashwood."

He looked at the pretty boy, 168 cm, cute, a mole under his right eye and another under his lips, clear skin, feminine body, but he couldn't do everything, "Uwa! Future me is so cute!"

He pulled on the cheeks, rubbing them, "Hehehehehehehehee!! HEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!"

"Stop it!" Witch sighed, "And now you have the body. What are you going to do now?"

"I…? I am going to upload my consciousness in it."

"I thought you were going to say something like that. Be careful. And let's hope you can hold it for seven days or however long it will take you to upload your consciousness," A teasing smile appeared on the Witch's red lips.

"Ugh…good thing I will go into coma once the process starts."

"You will," Witch was about to leave when she heard the comment. She turned around, only to find him lying on the floor, having lost his consciousness.

She sighed, "Hm. Boyett. Protect the idiot boy. I still have plans for him."

"Yes, ma'am."