Near the end of the twenty-first century, esper powers, which, thought to be nothing but fiction, has become a reality thanks to science. Recognized by the military after WWIII, espers are now an essential fighting force and get taught in specialized schools. This story follows Karna -  a 14-year-old boy enrolled in Blank High School, one of the many schools for espers in New York City.

After traveling to the world of Naruto, Anlan obtained a system called a god-level store manager, and began to build various shops in the Ninja world: gourmet shops, Internet cafes, pet shops, comic shops, custom shops...

Chapter 1- Prologue
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Honestly, I was just minding my business. Then suddenly I was hit with a fucking lighting strike straight out fucking nowhere.
While yes being hit by a lightning bolt during a thunderstorm is feasible, albeit exceedingly rare, being hit by one when it's sunny outside without a nick of clouds is near impossible.
Now you might be thinking at this point what happened after I got struck?
I died. Gone. Dead-o. finite.
I am just a black charred corpse in the middle of the road with people screaming their heads off looking at me right now.
While dying and becoming a ghost is not something I considered to happen to me while I was making my way to get a Mcflurry, dying by a lightning bolt and then seeing my own charred corpse is not something I ever considered to be in the realm of possibility.
I know! I know! death is unexpected or whatever, still though pretty weird.
Also, it's pretty weird that I am not freaking the fuck out right now, but meh could be some gamer mind effect that some type of god or higher entity made. So people don't go insane once they realize they died, especially so for people who died gruesome death's like me.
Looking dispassionately around the frankly huge crowd staring at my blanked corpse either crying, taking pictures, or vomiting their guts out all I think about at this moment was how short my life was.
I wouldn't normally bore you with my frankly boring, and useless life story, but at this point, I got nothing to do except that.
So hi? I am Adrian, 18 years of age, a Freshman at NYC University double majoring in Biology and Chemistry. Born and raised in London, England.
I am or well was 5'9ft tall with black hair and blue eyes, now I am just a charred corpse on a Manhattan sidewalk.
I am kinda a comic/anime geek, with Marvel being my favorite comic universe.
No family to speak of, since all of them bit the dust when I was about 12. By all of them, I only mean my Mother since by the time I was born my grandparents were already gone.
My dad? My dad one day took me to a gas station told me to wait in the car since he wanted to buy milk and he'll be back in 5.
Need I say more?
Yeah kinda sad, but not really. I heard worse.
So….am I just supposed to chill here for a bit or something?
I mean for some reason I can't walk 5 feet away from my corpse before hitting an invisible wall, and honestly, I am getting kinda bored, and angry with all the people surrounding me. Also where the fuck is the police or paramedics? Like I know I am dead and there is no rush but like dude come take my corpse out of the sidewalk.
Should I start singing or something to pass the time? At this point I don't mind hearing the horrible screeching I call my singing voice If I can pass the time.
I'll give it 5 minutes before I unleash the beast.
Welp.
Somebody once told me the world is going to roll me~
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed~
Just as I was getting into the good part a portal appeared in front of me and started sucking me in(not in the way your thinking).
Would you look at that? Guess someone up there finally decided to do something about me, right after I started to sing. Must've really liked what they were hearing.
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It was bright.
Not the white light at the end of the tunnel bright, more like sunny day bright.
Also, everything looked to be way bigger than I remembered, and I read way too many novels, and fan-fiction to not know what happened.
Now it's just the matter of finding out who the fuck I am, where I am, and when I am.
Either said than done though.
However just as I said that a slew of information and images were metaphorically rammed into by brain.
It didn't really hurt, but it was disorienting.
Apparently whoever decided to shuck me into this new life decided to be nice and gave me some general information.
First thing first apparently I am a devil.
Yeah, that's not something any sane person would say normally, but yeah I am a devil now.
Specifically a DXD devil, that alone is overpowered into itself since those motherfuckers have magic based on imagination.
Imagination. Fucking imagination. As in anything you imagine you can do.
All you need is enough power and you can pretty much become God with a capital G.
It would seem though that whoever ROB'd me was feeling extra nice and decided that no! Getting reincarnated into a random devil isn't op enough, so they decided to reincarnate me into the strongest devil ever born.
Sirzechs 'fucking' Gremory.
As if getting reincarnated into the strongest devil in existence wasn't enough, I was granted five incredibly overpowered magnificent powers.
Honestly if even if you take away all my devil magic, and reincarnate me instead into a normal human I would still have been incredibly overpowered with just those five powers.
Hell, I would wager my entire life savings if I still had them that I would be able to reach Great Red, Trihexa, and Ophis levels of power easily and even surpass them.
So even though I died a horrible death, got reincarnated essentially losing my identity into a harem anime that if you look hard enough would see that underneath the fan service and comedy aspects there is a world filled with violence, war, conspiracies, and absoulte fuckry in the background.
That's not even mentioning that people could do ridiculous things like get power-ups from breasts, or break the fundamental laws of reality casually.
Or the fact that there are beings so powerful that they can easily disintegrate you.
No, despite all of this, despite the fact that I should be afraid, terrified even, I wasn't. No. Instead, I was ecstatic.
Maybe if I was born as a normal human, without a sacred gear or any overpowered cheat I would have been scared out of my mind. I would have then probably hid in some dark corner in the world
But I wasn't was I? No! I was reborn into the body of the strongest devil to ever exist with five overpowered bullshit essences.
I could do this! No. I would do this! I can't possibly wallow away and hide like a little bitch.
Not when I can so clearly see the golden throne on top just waiting for me to sit on it.
Now all I need to figure out is how the fuck am I supposed to survive without getting PTSD as a baby.

Being reborn isn't something I thought would happen to me. Being reborn as the strongest devil in existence years before canon even less so. Being reborn with five overpowered bullshit powers even more. Finding out that the world I was reborn into was actually a crossover between one of the most dangerous universes ever was a shock. This is going to be fun. (CYOA) (Self Insert/OC)

Milton Graves grew up a happy child, at least for the first few years of his life. His parents, Todd and Lucy, were hard working but they spoiled Milton to no end. They loved him and he loved them and their days were filled with love, happiness, and prosperity. Milton was fortunate enough to spend a lot of time with his parents.
They shared with him their love of comic books and thus he was introduced to a whole other world. A world full of people and otherworldly beings with amazing and frightening abilities, skills, and gadgets. The happiness that came from having the comic books and sharing those worlds with Milton made Todd and Lucy the happiest they had ever been. However, the world isn't all sunshine and fucking rainbows.
Lucy had been diagnosed with a rare form of cancer around the time she had become pregnant with Milton. She had been asymptomatic for years, but the symptoms started to appear after a few years and her health went on a decline. Todd attempted to stay strong for Milton's sake and even looked at getting Milton more comic books to read.
Then, the time had come for Lucy to go. Milton was heartbroken, but Todd...
Todd was destroyed due to losing Lucy.
He drank bottles upon bottles but he never touched Milton. Milton was a smart kid and he knew that if he didn't fix his dad then he would lose him too.

"Dad, I need to talk to you."

Milton got his father's attention away from all the booze and TV.

"Hey sport, what's up?"

Milton took a deep breath and with all the air in his lungs he yelled with all the courage he could.

"Get up of your lazy ass and do something with your life you deadbeat piece of shit!!!!!"

Todd was taken aback by what his 8 year old son had said. The first thing that caught him off guard was that his young son had used such profanity and the second thing was that he had no idea how to respond to those words. He thought for a minute and came up with a response.

"Milton, where did you hear those words?"

Milton looked at his dad and without skipping a beat he replied with.

"Xbox Live."

Todd muttered under his breath, 'Those damn video games.' He then looked back at his son and asked what he had in mind on how to occupy his time.
Milton ran to the office and came back pushing a large box with some numbers written on the side. Todd saw the box and recalled what was in it, the start to his comic book collection.

"Well dad, since you love comic book why not open a store?"

Todd thought about the idea for a sec and realized that with all of the new games that had been surfacing in various game stores. He also knew that the nearest game store was about 600 miles away. The town they lived in had a decent sized population and there were a few other towns nearby that had moderate populations. So Todd put down his bottle, cleaned up his act and showed his son the idea for the gaming hub that would reach thousands.

Todd and Milton began looking for the perfect place to host their shop. After looking at a few different locations, they settled on a larger space that had many unsuccessful businesses. The landlord was hesitant to make a deal with Todd as the other businesses had been more common place and had failed to prosper so what hope did a game shop have. Luckily, Todd had been a businessman and convinced the landlord to let them stay for a year and if they failed then they would move out. 

Todd made sure to get all of his documentation in order and began to order their inventory and decorations. Within three months, Todd and Milton had successfully opened their store, the Graveyard. The Graveyard had a slow opening but as word spread of the game store people flocked to it from all over the county and even some from other counties. 

"Wow dad, we did it. People can enjoy all their hobbies and we can share our hobbies with other people."

Todd hadn't seen Milton smile so much since his wife had been alive but he knew that if it wasn't for Milton, he would never have been so lucky to have this dream come true. The piece de resistance for the store was a comic book that was put in a special shadow box for all to admire. The comic was old, almost 100 years old, but it was the most expensive item in the store because of how rare it was. Many customers had offered to buy the comic but Todd had all turned them down.

Milton was told long ago, "No matter what happens Milton, promise me you won't ever sell that comic. It's very important to me and one day it will be yours. That comic is the only one of its kind."

Milton never forget those words as a kid and he remembered them into his teens. The popularity of the Graveyard also grew as Milton had and he soon felt the effects of it on the town. The last name Graves was well known throughout the town, the county and even the state. People had poured so much money and time into the Graveyard that many businesses even paid Todd to advertise some of the businesses in the shop. 

Todd, being the businessman that he was, couldn't say no and this allowed for more funding to be brought into the Graveyard which allowed for events, like MtG tournaments and charity events, to take place. Milton also became popular in the store because puberty had hit him pretty hard. He had always been on the taller side as well as being built like a twig but his love of comic books inspired him to be look like a super hero. He started training intensely and he grew taller, by his senior year of high school he was 6'5" and around 240 lbs. 

"Hey Milton, are you gonna stay after school and play some rugby on the pitch?"

"Nah, not today. I gotta go help out at the Graveyard."

"Alright, catch ya later Tombstone."

Tombstone, the ever so popular nickname that the students had given Milton due to his association with the Graveyard and his size. Milton had become well liked by his peers and he had learned about business from helping his dad run the store. The store had been expanded three times and almost covered an acre of land. Milton had become somewhat of a poster boy for the store and had even dressed up as some superheroes for kids birthday parties. He had never mind it because he knew that he was spreading joy and laughter to those around him.

While Milton had been an athlete and got good grades in school, he always knew that he wanted to help his dad run the store full time. The store was successful but it had a few issues. The store was in a very prime location to build a large business office on and many CEOs had come to Todd and offered him large sums of money to buy the store and all the land it came with. However, Todd made a promise to himself, Milton and his deceased wife that he would never sell the store to anyone. Milton had taken the same oath and swore upon his mother's grave that he would never sell the store. However, there was another issue with the store in the form of a comic book. 

Actually, it was the comic book. That rare comic book had been discovered a plethora of collectors who wanted it and tried many different ways to get it. Todd has poured a lot of many just to protect it and collectors had stopped for awhile but he knew one day that they would try to get it. The last issue was a man named Stick. Stick had gone to pawn shops and several book stores to buy comic books and then try to flip them at the Graveyard. However, Todd and Milton knew if a comic book was worth any money and Stick would always complain about how unfair they were. Stick was a notorious drug addict and he always tried to make enough money for his next fix.
A/N: Sorry for using this troupe but you know the story goes.
One day Stick was over all the bullshit that Todd and Milton had put him through and he decided enough was enough. He came in one day with a stack of comics and what looked like a game books. 

"What can I help you with this time Stick?"

"Oh nothing much, say did I ever tell you how I got my nickname?"

"No, I don't thin-"


Todd made the classic comic book mistake of never reading between the lines as Stick had stuck Todd with a butterfly knife. Milton wasn't at the store yet as he was on his way from school. As Stick hopped the counter to break into the cash register he heard the door chime.

'Ding ding'

"Hey dad, I'm here. Did we get that new pack of Yugioh cards yet?"

Milton then saw the scene that was ripped straight from the comics he loved. His father was lying on the floor bleeding out and Stick was trying to open the register. Then, all Milton saw was red and sprinted towards the register. His massive hand went for Stick's throat and Milton pulled him over the counter.

"You sick fucking little piece of shit. What did you do to my dad?!"

"H-hi M-milton, I-i was just trying to sell some comics."

"Don't play that bullshit with me. If he doesn't make it through this, then you're gonna change your name to Thomas Wayne."

Milton let the druggy go and called 911. While Milton was trying to save his dad, Stick ran out the back, down the side alley and was never heard from again. Sadly, Todd succumbed to his wound at the hospital and the whole town closed down to mourn the loss of the man who had strengthened their community. The landlord cut a deal with Milton that the rent would be taken care of and the other store owners in the town had actually pitched in to help support the store. Milton had been offered a free ride by many colleges for his academics and athletics but he turned them all down so he could run the Graveyard.

7 years later...

Milton had graduated high school and took over the Graveyard. It certainly hadn't died in popularity and while the customer base had changed a bit it was still a hangout for many comic book lovers.

"Harley Quinn is the best supervillain in Batman's rogues."

"Bitch please, Catwoman is the best. She would easily beat Harley Quinn."

Both of the young boys, Julius and Thomas ran to Milton in order to settle their argument.

"Milton, who's better Catwoman or Harley Quinn?"

"Well boys, its actually a suggestive question. It's really a matter of who you think is better. Plus other people's opinions about your favorite things don't mean shit."

"Wow."

"But you're both wrong, Poison Ivy is the best."

Before both boys had the chance to argue, Milton pointed to the live sized cardboard cut out of Pamela Isley aka Poison Ivy. The boys looked at each other and found the owners logic quite sound. 
'Oh the naivety of children, how I miss it.'

Milton had managed to stay strong and persevere in maintaining the Graveyard for the past 7 years on his own. He hadn't hired any employees because he found it hard to trust people and he wanted to maintain his father's legacy. He had put on weight since he had graduated and taken over the story but he was still plenty strong. However, there was someone watching the store. Watching and waiting for the perfect moment.

Later that night...

Milton was closing up the Graveyard for the night when the door chime went off.

'Ding ding'

"Sorry, we're closing up for the night."

"You can't even stay open for an old friend?"

'That voice, it can't be.'

"Stick, you finally showed your little rat ass back here."

When Milton turned around to face the murderer something caught his eye. A glass bottle with a rag sticking out of it in one hand and a lighter in the other.

"Stick, put that fucking bottle down now or I will break your neck."

"C'mon Milton, you think I didn't learn anything from all those comic books? Whenever the parent dies, always make sure to kill the kid so they can't take revenge."

While Milton didn't look athletic anymore, he was plenty fast and he rushed Stick. However, Stick was smart and flicked his lighter. The next thing that was seen was the glass bottle with a flaming rag go up in the air and Milton slamming Stick into the ground. It all happened so quickly but Milton was strangling Stick with his bare hands as the bottle fell to the ground. When Stick's breath finally stopped, Milton was too late as the bottle hit the ground and the store started to burn. The fire extinguisher was in the back room and by the time Milton had gotten it, the fire was far too big to extinguish. The only thing he could think of was the comic. Milton scrambled to get his drill and remove the shadow box from the wall. 

When the comic was finally free, Milton turned towards the door but the fire had gotten so crazy that there was no escaping through the front doors. Milton ran towards the back door but he forget that he had already locked it. The only Milton could do was go to the ground in the fetal position and clutch the shadowbox waiting for the smoke and fire to end him. For a second, he felt the burn of the fire on his skin and smoke in his lungs and then everything faded to black.

The Graveyard had burned down in the night and when morning came, the town could only see the horror that had befell the store. Stick's body was recovered, tagged and put into a grave but the remains of the Graveyard had been cleared and the lot had become a memorial to Milton and his parents. The town had gone silent and it slowly began to fade off the map. Although the town slowly began to die, the memorial still stood to honor the Graves and what they had done.

Somewhere else...

Milton suddenly awoke in an alley surrounded by old cardboard boxes and trash. He still had the shadow box albeit a little damaged from the smoke and fire. He tried to get a bearing on his surroundings but a loud crash had broken him out of it. He ran towards the noise even though he knew that was a fucking terrible idea and he saw something he never thought he'd ever see in his life.

He saw...

Milton Graves grew up in his dad's comic book store and eventually took it over. After a fire burned his shop to the ground and smoked him out, Milton awoke to find himself in the middle of the street. Before he could even think, two beautiful women with emerald skin were fighting. He recognized as comic book characters, but they were from different companies. How is this possible?

After receiving my diploma and the graduation ceremony had ended; me Seline and mom all decided to head back home where a special dinner, which Seline and mom made, was waiting for us. 
    As we got home I decided to go outside while mom and Seline set the table but as I was laying on the grass thinking about my life till this point I felt lucien sit beside me, but this is the first time I've seen him in his human form, 'am I the only who thinks he looks like will smith... weird' but he just looks at me and says " you will have many triumphs and many losses but always remember to keep the people have helped you on your journey close to you young one for they will be the ones to always protect you as you do the same for them" after he says this he gives me one more smile before running into the woods before mom spots him and creates a ruckus. After laying out here for a little longer than I thought I decided to go inside and have that special dinner hoping this wouldn't be my last dinner on this world ' I just got here for gods sake.'
      After the dinner I decided to do some detective practices before I enroll in the pandora police academy which I really hope I get in fingers crossed lol.
    After I did my practices I went to the police academy to which there was a series of questions asked but the one that caught me staring the most was what position do you wish to be in after graduating from this police academy because there are so many different types of detectives; you have narcotics, mobs or trafficking, you also have homicide the list just keeps going but after thinking for a little over fifteen minutes I decided that I would go with homicide which really felt like the best choice with all the shit I would most likely be in the middle of in the future.
    After finishing the enrollment process I decided to just walk home, I didn't really live that far away just a couple blocks really, so as I'm walking home I'm casually glancing at all the different businesses and homes on my way to which I never really noticed before probably due to only leaving the house for school and a girl most of the time while other times was just going to practice for sports so you can i was kind of awe struck and the different flower stores and restaurants that looked so nice and boozy, but I finally made it home and told the women of my life about everything and about me going in as a hopeful homicide detective to which was a whole nother round of arguments till I eventually got what I wanted as always being an only child is so great sometimes I just love it.
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       6 months later
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Hey guys so it's been six whole months since I enrolled in pandora police academy and I love it here I'm top of my class in everything from combat to interrogation to my aim and I can honestly say all those exercises my mom has me do to teach me about a detectives skills really helped me out like really helped me out I have a lot of offers from big city police forces trying to hire me after I graduate from pandora to nyc even LA but I'll probably end up going to NYC and knowing my family there going to follow me there and I know we could afford it due to my mom working her ass off so I say New York is the way to go what do you guys think? But anyways my mom and Seline really miss me back home even though I only stay a couple blocks away I just think they are too lazy to just come see me but that's a problem for another time now here's the thing there this guy who gots this real hard in to see me fail at something while we are here so obviously he is really pissed off because I'm good at everything and all of our teachers praise my every move which I love of course I'm not a narcissist or anything I swear...okay maybe a little but that look on his face every time I pass is priceless it's like seeing shreck after he sees all the fairytale creatures in his swamp kills me every time I swear, but that's been my life so far no girlfriends but I have been noticing Seline staring while I work out a lot recently and I don't feel creeped out or anything like that I actually like her staring at me but is that weird because I have known her my whole life you know and to add to that lucien just sits there smiling at me like something is unfolding before his eyes or something truly weird that guy I'm telling you never before dark a lycan only embarrassment and clueless moments come from it major headache I swear but this is my family what can you do right?!
    Now that we are talking about lucien something is weird with him today as if he is posed or something he just keeps staring at me like I'm some prophet or something at it's starting to freak me out but before I could walk away or anything the fucking bastard actually but me like he actually bit me and yeah I know he did the same to Michael but cmon I didn't expect him to just run at me and do it god dammit it fucking stings and now Seline is staring at me worriedly like something is coming but before I could ask what's wrong she just comes out of no where and bites me too like what the fuck is wrong with you guys like fuck this shit hurts and she can't even get me a towel or anything she just ran back inside like she didn't just bite the fuck out of me.. savages I tell you just savages, 'ONE DAY ILL GET THEM BACK ONE DAY' right after that thought though I passed out with a massive headache from these visions like images I'm seeing in front of me as if I m there in that moment in time.

Hi my names James and I died which really sucks but I get to go to a world based my favorite movie and love the women of my dreams seline but I have to be strong.

   Come read my story and find out what happens in my new life.

Pusheen is a female cartoon cat who is the subject of codmic strips and sticker sets on Facebook. Pusheen was created in 2010 by Claire Belton and Andrew Duff for a comic strip on their website, Everyday Cute.

On the official Pusheen website Pusheen is described as being a female domestic shorthair which is grey and tabby. The original comic strip series included characters modeled after Belton, Duff, their dog named Care, and Pusheen, a chubby grey tabby cat based on Belton's cat that now lives with her parents in Oregon. Pusheen's name stems from the word puisín, which means kitten in Irish. Pusheen is sometimes seen with her sister, Stormy. Occasionally Pusheen and Stormy are drawn in different themes, such as Pusheenasarus Rex, where Pusheen is a dinosaur and Stormy is in a dinosaur egg.

Pusheen has become well known for appearing in Sticker sets on Facebook, which are images that can be attached to personal messages or comments. The feature, including a set of Pusheen stickers, was introduced to iOS in April 2013, and added to the main website in July of the same year. In an article for PC Magazine on emoji and unicode, Sascha Segan referred to Pusheen as Facebook's "proprietary emoji", being used as a form of Vendor lock-in.

In April 2017, the Pusheen Corporation acquired office space in the Park Ridge suburb of Chicago. The offices are used as a workspace for artists and photographers.

Pusheen is an example of the popularity of Cat's on the internet. An exhibition at the New York City Museum of the moving image examined the phenomenon, highlighting Pusheen alongside other celebrity cats such as Grumpy cat and Oil Bub. The Facebook page for Pusheen has over 9.4 million fans as of July 2017. The brand has expanded with merchandise including an app. Pusheen has expanded and moved beyond just Facebook and now takes part in multiple social media platforms such as: Instagram, Pinterest, and Twitter. This cartoon cat also has many fan pages within the platforms and blogs dedicated to celebrating the comic. Its popularity has even allowed the Pusheen Corp to create an app that is an expansion of their sticker collection that started on Facebook. Within each social media account that is officially owned by the creators of Pusheen the cat has gained over a million followers and counting. Due to this rise in popularity the company has started releasing GIFs on their website several times a month.

The Pusheen corporation started selling Pusheen merchandise after the popularity of the cat took off in July 2010. The first Pusheen merchandising was sold on the Everyday Cute website as a charm keychain, and necklace. From there the Merchandising expanded and now Pusheen Corp have teamed up with many brands to create and sell merchandise in stores such as Barnes & Noble, Hot Topic, and Petco. They have even expanded their merchandising to the website Hey Chickadee with merchandise collections dedicated to the cartoon cat, which range from plush toys by manufacturer Gund, clothing, accessories, knick-knacks, and much more. They even have a quarterly subscription box (which is a popular trend within online shopping) that is filled with Pusheen Products.

Thanks Wikipedia <3
~Jay

"I don't want to attend that fan meeting! I don't want to join the Marvel exhibition! I don't want to participate in the film's promotion! The film is a product of the Hollywood assembly line. My presence won't affect anything. I just want to go home!"
 "I have read your email, Qin Guan, but you need to stay in America until you finish your job! My expected date of delivery is around next February. You are of no help at home right now. Plus, we call each other every day. There is no difference. Okay, I'm busy. I have to go now. Bye!" Qin Guan felt like he had been abandoned in a foreign country. He could only fall asleep by holding Cong Nianwei's photos in his arms. As a father-to-be, he was obsessed with his wife and new baby. Even the bustling American downtown couldn't fill the void in his heart.
 He had been invited to attend the largest comic exhibition in the US as a way to promote "The Dark Knight". Warner Bros. had invested a lot in the movie, with the intention of creating another superhero legend that would make box office history.
 This was the first time Qin Guan was seeing so many characters from American cartoons. Unlike the elegant, fine cartoons in Japan, American comic characters were tougher and more realistic. People had gathered in the exhibition hall from all corners of the nation, wearing all kinds of costumes.
 The average American loved superheroes. One could see DC and Marvel superheroes side by side, staring at each other with hostility.
 There was Iron Man, Spiderman, The Hulk, Batman... Qin Guan was the only guy not wearing a costume or any makeup.
 As a result, he attracted more attention than the others. I should have at least dressed up as a Doraemon. I look really odd now!
 Some people, who had gone there specifically for him, spotted Qin Guan immediately. The girls, who had seen Qin Guan in the film's poster, thought that he was most likely the most handsome villain in film history.
 It was interesting how many humans liked villains. The Batman exhibition was occupied by those girls, who were wearing different costumes and makeup. Their long legs shocked the other introverts in attendance.
The girls rushed over to Qin Guan, screaming, "My love! My Joker! Please take me away! I'll be your slave forever!" Aren't beautiful girls supposed to love superheroes? Costume stores had welcomed plenty of customers that day. As a result, villain costumes had been almost sold out.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Initially, Meng Fan had plans in the afternoon and evening of the 14th: a meet-and-greet and a CV concert. Since he got 10 points of attributes and the title of [Professional Manga Artist], he decided to crank out some comics and skipped the events.
It was hard to start drawing the first part of volume one, then, he couldn't stop.
The first part for "Legend of the Mountains and Seas" was longer than "Guide to Campus RoMANce" and "There's a Spirit Underground." In addition, all the other parts had at least 20 panels, with an average of 22 to 25 panels, meeting the daily serial criteria for Japanese manga magazines.
Naturally, he wanted to submit his manuscript in Japan, get approved, then get serialized.
It was challenging, but Meng Fan was confident in himself.
He already prepared the outline, details, characters, and scenarios. While the new attributes made Meng Fan start over, he also improved and fixed what he already did. With a draft in place, his drawing speed wouldn't be slow. 
He started on the second part at around midnight. He did 25 panels, with 3-5 pictures per panel, which totaled more than 100 pictures. It took him just three hours to draw all of them, including post-production work.
If people knew how quickly he did all of this, they'd be shocked.
Usually, comic artists who were serialized in Japan needed five days to a week to finish one part, and that's assuming they had assistants doing the post-production and other work.
Meng Fan's Hand Speed at +20 was ten times faster than an average comic artist — not including some who weren't so skilled or who drew by hand. Fast Hand Speed alone wouldn't be able to achieve all of this in three hours. Combined with supernatural Drawing Skills and Imagination, however, it was possible.
There were many advantages to having great Drawing Skills; he barely needed to fix anything, and he was much more expressive. An average artist would need a lot of room to express something, but Meng Fan just needed a few strokes.
Meng Fan's drawing was not fancier. If anything, it was simpler. But, these simple strokes were striking and touched one's soul.
OK, in spite of all this, Meng Fan still overestimated himself. It wasn't possible to draw five parts in one night.
When he finished the second part, it was already 3 a.m. Meng Fan could stay up all night easily, and he was too excited to sleep. He stood up and moved a little, then kept drawing until 6 a.m., finishing the third part.
When the third part was done, he was tired and slept for around two hours. For the fourth part, he agonized over a plot development, spending almost two hours to convince himself and fixing the content. When he was finally done, it was around 1:30 p.m.
Great!
This will do.
Meng Fan ordered food, took a quick shower, then grabbed his manuscript to go downstairs. In the corner of the hotel lobby, he wolfed down some food, then asked the hotel for a car to go to Akihabara.
Akihabara, on the boundaries of the four commercial districts of Kyoto, was once a street of electronic stores. Now, it was a street popular with fans of the AGCN culture (animation, games, comics, and novels).
If the Akihabara of the electronics era was a steely, masculine guy, then the district today can only make you say, 'So pretty, like a cute boy.'
Akihabara was the purpose of Meng Fan's trip. He was a true homebody, so Akihabara, a haven for AGCN culture, was a must-see on his visit to Kyoto. He really was visiting the mecca today, he was meeting Eiichiro Oda!
When Meng Fan got off at Akihabara, he could see elements of the AGCN culture everywhere. There were many people dressed in cosplay such as waitresses in maid costumes in front of coffeeshops.
After he waited a while at the scheduled meeting place, a thirty-something man showed up. The man didn't need to look too hard; Meng Fan was very recognizable. The man knew it was Meng Fan from a distance away as he said to himself, "This guy is really tall and good looking."
"Are you Meng-san?" The man asked. After Meng Fan nodded, he introduced himself. "I'm Hiroji Wada."
His Chinese wasn't very standard, but he could communicate without problems.
This Hiroji Wada was the referrer Meng Caiju found for Meng Fan. The man was the son of a senior person at Toei Animation. In the credits of some well-known Japanese comics-turned-animated films, one could find the name of... his father.
Hiroji Wada worked in licensing rights of Japanese animations in China and collaborations with Chinese animation and games, which was how Meng Caiju could get half an hour of Eiichiro Oda's time with a phone call and have Hiroji Wada pick up Meng Fan personally.
"Meng-san, I'll take you on a tour of Mr. Oda's workshop first. Around three o'clock, he rests for half an hour. Normally, it's excellent if he can see you for ten minutes. I hope you understand."
As Hiroji Wada led Meng Fan toward their destination, he reminded Meng Fan of do's and don'ts, such as no questions about the plot of "One Piece," or any gossipy things not related to comics and more.
The Oda workshop was pretty much Eiichiro Oda's home in Kyoto. He both lived and worked here.
Meng Fan had heard of the habits of the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda, such as how he slept between two and five in the morning, and how he worked the rest of the day, working 16-hour days!
Of course, he didn't draw the entire time he worked, there was also plot discussions, looking for elements of scenarios, characters, and more.
A renowned comic artist, even though they have many assistants, still had a huge work volume. Also, Eiichiro Oda was a manga artist who insisted on doing a lot of the post-production work — such as the timeline — himself.
Very soon, they reached the Oda Workshop, a quiet place in a bustling area.
"Hiroji-san."
Hiroji Wada had made an appointment. As soon as they walked in, an assistant in the workshop came over to greet them. These assistants all wanted to be manga artists eventually, so they were very polite and respectful toward Hiroji Wada, someone with a connected dad in the industry, and Meng Fan was treated well by association.
Hiroji Wada had been there before, so he wasn't fascinated by everything like Meng Fan. He found a place to sit while the assistant took Meng Fan around the place.
Inside the workshop, "One Piece" elements could be seen everywhere: private bar, popcorn machine, making the place resemble a playground. There was also a claw machine filled with characters from "One Piece," none of which were available in the stores; Meng Fan was so envious.
After their tour, Meng Fan asked for the restroom and excitedly entered the "Jaws"-themed restroom.
The workroom for Eiichiro Oda and his assistants was not open to the public, so Meng Fan didn't go in there.
Then, Meng Fan met the maestro of comics, Eiichiro Oda.
The maestro looked like his photo. Like many OP fans, Meng Fan was most concerned about the man's health. There were rumors of him having health problems earlier. Now that the man looked well in person, Meng Fan was so happy.
After an emotional introduction, Meng Fan chatted with Eiichiro Oda as a fellow manga artist. He didn't rely on a translator, using just his phone to help. Since his phone was connected to a streaming device, translation was fast and communication was easy.
Initially, Eiichiro Oda thought Meng Fan was just a fan of manga rather than a colleague. The older man was happy to discuss elements of the industry and became surprised by Meng Fan's comprehension of the art form. Drawing Skills, Settings, and Scriptwriting weren't just a number; the information in each category made Meng Fan's comments outstanding. While what he said wasn't groundbreaking, Eiichiro Oda acknowledged the younger man's level of knowledge and was into the discussion. 
Meng Fan also asked some questions from his creative process and drawing experience, which Eiichiro Oda was happy to answer.
After some chatting, Eiichiro Oda then asked if Meng Fan also created comics; he took out the manuscript.
As soon as Eiichiro Oda saw the material, he looked focused and energized.
After another half-hour, Meng Fan said goodbye to Eiichiro Oda and Hiroji Wada at the workshop, leaving for Shueisha. In Meng Fan's hand was a recommendation letter from Eiichiro Oda.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

One day Mathew had just come out of a business deal and was returning to his mansion with his driver, but on the way he saw his old friend Jeremy aka "Ice Master" (which is pretty cool if you don't consider the fact that he combined some comic book villains names together to form his own) who was frightening the crowd with bullets and explosives while his crew was sneaking from the back and rob stores without anyone noticing that's how his crew got the name "Shadow thieves", but Mathew obviously couldn't allow this so he quickly changed into his hero costume and left to say hi to his old friend(who isn't really his friend anymore since he's evil now).

He started by using his time manipulation to stop time and prevent any more chaos, followed by using his strength and speed to move the civilians away from the area of criminals. Then he went to fight off Ice Master and the Shadow Thieves excitedly, he started with some kicking to the stomachs and face and finally hit the last minion with one punch(saitama lol) and turned around to face the boss(who is Ice Master if you didn't know by now), and since physical strength is useless against him(which he learned the hard way last time), he had to use his dark magic ability and started shooting some demon darts at the boi and destroyed his freeze ray(again)."This better be the last time i see you Ice Master or else i wont be nice enough to keep you alive",said Zaptime and delivered a gigantic ball of dark force that would consume whatever it touches. After he finished he looked and remembered to return the citizens back , he was then interviewed by the press and left shortly after to his mansion.

Opening his eyes Eric reveal his dark black eyes as he looked toward the ceiling. Seeing the bright red ceiling he yawn before he sat up in his bed.  Glancing around at his room his face was dull before he stood out of his bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face. 

After he had deal with his parents enemies and business he no had to find a way to unlocked his two powers and figure out why he was in this world. Sadly he doesn't believe he would be finding out the last part anytime soon.


Leaving the bathroom with slightly damp hair he sat down on a dark red sofa within the room and began to think. He couldn't just have a random killing spree in the city of new York. First of all that would be too cruel seeing as everyone in the city is not evil. 

Shifting his gaze to the balcony window entrance he saw the bright blue sky and he could hear the bird chirping.

' Maybe I could go to a place that is consider a war zone.  Alot of people should die every year there.' Eric ponder as he clothes his eyes.

* Knock* Knock* Knock*

Hearing the gentle knocking sound on the door Eric open his eyes and glance at the dark brown door.

" Come in" Eric said calmly.

One of the maid he has brainwash walked in with a large tray of food. 
" Young master. Do wish for breakfast now?" She said after giving a bow.

Looking at the tray he gave a nod and sat up straight before receiving the meal. Afterward he urge the maid the leave before he enjoy his breakfast. Killing the two maid seem a bit extreme at the moment since they were the only one within this world he could trust fully.
Maybe later.

Taking his fork up he dug into his meal. After 15 minutes he place down the empty tray and went toward his computer table to start some research. He found and interesting detail at the moment about the x men.

It seem he was the same age as Scott and Jean. Now he needed to find out if this world is evolution, the movie or the comic. Since he had never read the comic he was hoping it was the movie or atleast the cartoon, evolution.

Searching through several report on mutant siting, Xavier school and Magneto terrorist like work he was convince the world should be the cartoon. This place his mind at ease for the moment.

' I could simply join the X men. No i have already decided to be neutral in this life. Hmm first the best place to see people die' Eric mind wonder as he type several words within the search bar. After two minutes he found the perfect place to collect the soul of the dead. Although it is dangerous it is the easiest place to get free dead soul.

After finding his way to get dead soul he needed a plan to save 500 lives before a year end
As he ponder he decided on a plan that will help his cause and also advertise the DemuStar Company.

' Free medical care for 500 person who can't avoid it and provide shelter to several homeless people within NYC.' From the charity stunt he was positive that throwing money was not effective even though he had save 500 lives. Base on his guess most of the Billion dollars were wasted so he plan for the company to be more direct. DemuStar is a large company so they had money. 

' I might need to study several sciences and business to build the company to the state that it can rival Stark or Wayne Enterprise though' Eric thought as he look at several highschool and college tutors.

" Hello?" Eric made casual yell causing maid one to rush him. She gave him a polite bow before asking Eric his command.

" Hmm tell James to book a flight to *** in Iraq. Tell him to hire several guards too. Also tell the fat pig.... " As Eric told maid one his two plan to unlock his power he stood up and stretch his body. His body had barely recover from the bruise and cuts he had received over the two months of abuse.

" Oh yeah I want to tour  the City today so prepare a ride" Eric said. Staying home all day will not be fun. Despite him being in such a weak state lying down all day might kill him.

Giving a deep bow maid one quickly left to accomplish Eric task.

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Within the bustling street of New York city several men and woman could be seen walking up and down in hurry. It was like a uniform mess as the long traffic added to the delay of several busses and traffic jams.


Sitting within a small limo like vehicle Eric watch the scene with boredom. The world outside seem to different than the quiet world he was in at the moment. 

Glancing at maid one that sat beside him with her head face toward the door he sigh and said.
" Follow me out. Im going for a walk" Eric said before he looked toward maid two.

" I want you to tell the driver to pick is up at Yohel Hotel." Eric said before be open the car door. He wore a causal black short sleeve shirt made with expensive material and white close fitted pants with a brand name sneaker.

Maid one didn't wore her maid outfit this time. She was in a casual blue dress and whore a dark brown trench coat.

As the two got out of the vehicle Eric took lead and walked toward a pizza place. In the pass week of waking up this place he haven't eaten pizza. Such a sad reality he thought but luckily he had luck on his side.

Maid one followed behind him politely as he enter the Pizza store, Emilou Pizza.


The store was quite big consisting of twenty large round table for the customer to sit around, a large glass window that showcases the bustling city outside and a counter the cut off the customer area from the employees and kitchen area.

" Order two pizza, pepperoni, jerk and barbeque" Eric said before he left to find a suitable table. Maid one already had money for today expenditure he didn't worry and picked an empty spot near the back of the room.

Taking seat he glance at the several pizza paintings and wall painting. He was impressed and occupied himself with them.

It was currently 7 pm. Eric trip had started 12 pm in the day and he have been to quite alot of places. The Zoo, museum, amusement park and a community park.

Not alot of excitement in any of those places though. Getting hungry Emilou Pizza seem like the best choice.


As Eric waited on maid one to get his meal he took out his phone and began to play a common mobile game.

Two table away from him was a family of three. Two middle age man and woman and a young girl of similar age to Eric. She had bright blonde hair and dark blue eyes with cute freckles on her cheeks.

" Gwendolyn, please calm down. The pizza will be ready soon" The middle age woman said with a smile.

" I know moment but I'm really hungry" Gwen said with a pout.

" You glutton. Aren't you the one who ate daddy donuts just a few minutes ago" The middle age man said with a smile as he pinch girl cheek.

" Daddy that hurt" Gwen said with a frown as to pus her father hands away.

This scene caught the attention of Eric who was on his phone and caused him to frown. He did miss his parents from his previous life neither this body parents but it still seem to have left a void in him.

As he ponder about this weird feeling his frown became even deeper as he thought he was neglecting something.

Looking back to the table with the happy family he glance at the young girl and slightly repeated her name to himself.

Suddenly he notice something odd. In the entire restaurant all the table were full but it seem all of them were waiting on pizza. Shouldn't atleast some already been serve since they have been here before him.

Eric glance at Maid one at the counter table waiting for his order with several other upset customer.

' Is this place really that slow?' Eric ponder as he looked back to the family of three.

' I still feel like I'm forgetting something.' Eric ponder as he lean back in his seat. Suddenly the front door of the restaurant was slam close drawing the customers attention. 

Drawing their gaze to the front door many fell in panic as they saw three men in black mask and carried guns in their hands.

' A robbery' Eric ponder when he saw three more men with similar covered face walked out of the kitchen door with guns. Sadly this time some blood was splatter on their clothes causing the customer to panic and gasp.

* 964 soul left*
Hearing the number he was slight happy but sad at the same time. The men that had died may not have deserve death.

Eric eyes grew colder as he stare at the six men within the restaurant. At least he knew who deserves death in this room.

"Every put your hands up. This is a robbery and kidnapping. Any unnecessary movement and you will have a bullet in your head." One of the mask men said with a rough voice.

Hearing this the tension within the room rose onto a new level, but why did he say kidnapping too. Something isn't right here.

A young teen reborn in the world fill with heroes, alien and monster, mutant, meta human and demons with him being one of the strongest being in existence, an angel


A Marvel and DC world combination. This entire book will be a mix up of both movies and cartoon. I haven't read any comic though so don't drill me if I am getting something mix up or wrong, then again it a two world fusion so the unexpected situation is the main fun in the book.

PS. Have no ownership to the either universe and character used except for the one I create.

PS: Severe Op Mc You will see from his ability.

Tags: Harem(4), Op Mc, Romance, Action, Adventure.

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