A world.
A place.
A fantasy that explains what might actually happen in the future. A war. Deaths. 
One girl.
One man.
An entire mystery.
What happens in the end?

2 Siblings...... Leyla and Leon, As they went a road trip with their private plane..... on the road of return never would they have imagine themselfs in a new adventure......

Mason was shocked at how much popularity his music has been giving him. 

Although it wasn't face to face popularity, but it was even more than that because she didn't even know how he looked like, she just knew how his singing voice sounded and she was already familiar with his voice enough to almost recognize him with just a single sentence.

He went back onto SoundCloud to see how many plays the song has garnered. He was about to throw up all the digested food he ate from the morning just from looking at the plays.

In less than a day, the song, White Iverson by Mason Cohen had more than 32 million plays and by looking at the waveform that showed the rate of plays he got each minutes, seconds, and hours, it seemed like the rate the play was going up was only increasing and was slowing down anytime soon.

Mason knew that the reason why it was gaining plays so fast was probably because it was such a catchy song that people didn't want to stop listening to it. He also knew that the plays wouldn't slow down in the nighttime but it might even go up faster because a lot of the people would put the song on repeat as they went to sleep.

Mason knew that the song was going to be a hit but he didn't think that it would happen that fast. he looked at the time and the song has only been up for 2 hours and a few minutes.

He closed his phone and was worried that if he looked at it any longer, he couldn't stop the temptation to get up onto the table and yell, "I'm a celebrity now!"

Mason was in an even better mood than before. If he was on heaven before than now he was all the way in another universe. That's how far he went.

He was banging his head in rhythm to the song playing on his phone and it fit his mood because it was talking about making money and how life was going great.

The waitress came back a few minutes later with his food and laid them down onto his table. Mason thanked her and watched as she walked away. "Damn." He was checking out something that happened to past by his eye and he didn't turn back until she was out of sight.

He looked around the restaurant and was glad that no one saw what he was just doing moments ago.

As he was eating, he was happy because the food was amazing and all that but there was something he felt was missing or forgotten. Mason didn't know what it was but just when he finished his meal, he remembered that he had a system.

He took out his system and turned it on. He went onto the AppStore and clicked on the unlock button. There was a new thing added to the screen.

There was a bar on top that showed how many fan he had. It said 5,253,836 fans meaning that there was some people who went crazy with repeating the song.

Mason didn't hesitate and unlocked everything at once.

A notification would pop up every time he unlocked something. It would tell him that Makeover was unlocked, Memory was unlocked and such. It also gave him information about the app he just unlocked and what they actually did.

Memory would allow him to get memories from his alternate self, from other people, and from the internet connected to the old earth.

Makeover was an automatic hairdresser, clothes choosing, and a makeup applier.

Money was a store where he could buys items using actual money.

Memory was hinting something and Mason caught onto it immediately. If the Memory app connected him to the old earth through the internet, that meant that the old earth still existed and time was flowing just like normal.

This meant a lot to him but it mainly meant that he wouldn't necessarily run out of songs or movies to recreate in this new earth he was in.

He closed the last notification and saw the new 3 apps replacing the old 3. "Lottery, Luck, and Love huh? Is there going to be a letter pattern scheme every time?"

Although he didn't know what Luck was going to be about unlike the other 2 which he could guess what they could be about, he knew that the Luck app was going to require good luck.

He closed the unlock page and it took him back to the initial AppStore screen but unlike before there was 3 apps on it. He clicked on all of them and it turned out that he still had to download. The information he read about the apps from the notification was in the information section but there was an extra piece of information that was extremely important.

Memory would take 14 hours to download, Makeover would take 22, and Money would take a whole 24 hours to download. They could only be downloaded 1 at a time.

Now he was in conflicted argument in his head with himself. Every time a part of him said to download Memory or another 1 of the apps, another part would tell him not to.

It took his whole meal just to come to a conclusion an he was eating extremely slow. Makeover was the most important because after all, he could choose his clothes and stuff, he also wasn't known by the media so nobody would really care too much about what he was wearing or how he styled his hair.

Memory was important but he didn't need it just yet. He could intelligently  conclude that he could choose what memories he wanted or when he wanted them to come back based off of the information so Mason decided that he would choose Memory for his 2nd app.

Money was the only app that he wanted to download. If he was right then there was would items that would help him out with problems that could happen at anytime so if he could buy items to prevent or solve them then that would be for the best.

He clicked on download before closing his phone. He wasn't worried that the app wouldn't download because it was a system after all and system were supposed to be the best things that would help out the main character so of course a little problem such as if it would stop downloading or something like wouldn't be a problem.

But he had to check first. His assumption was right and the percentage went up by a little bit.

Mason closed his phone once again and left it on the table as he waited for the waitress to bring his check. She came back to his table again with it and he immediately paid it. There was an option to give a tip and Mason decided to give her 50 dollars because of her services and the information he sort of got from her.

There was also another reason why he gave her the tip but he didn't care to elaborate on it. In total he spend 120 dollars on the meal. This was a lot but now that he was a celebrity, even if unknown, he had to get sort of used to it.

He got up and left the restaurant but before he did that, he switched back to his earphones again. He already memorized the way back home all he no longer had to check his phone every minutes or so.

After 20 minutes of walking, he was home already and it was already 12:30 AM and his family still wasn't home. It seemed like all of their jobs ended really early in the morning.

Mason sat down on the basement stairs with his phone out. He left an email address on his SoundCloud account so that people could contact him.

He went onto his gmail account and looked at all of the email address he received.

Mason looked around for a bit and marked some of the important email addresses, important subjects, and the one that stood out to him.

He didn't delete the rest but he just didn't have all of the time in the world. He began checking the marked emails one by one.

Some of them was music labels wanting to discuss a contract about him signing onto their label. Mason wanted to make his own record label company so he didn't respond to anyone of them. There was a few with major record labels but he still didn't care to even respond to them.

There was a few mails where celebrities were contacting him about meeting up or making a song together or coming with them to an interview. These were the type of mails he actually responded to.

Some of them he responded with a kind rejection while a rare few got a let's discuss the time and place.

"What's this? Holy shit! I thought that this was just a regular ass mail from a fan but never mind that. This is one big ass coincidence. Out of all of the fan mails I got, I choose the one written by her."

Mason Cohen, a regular boy with a regular name. He was a regular millennial that followed regular news about the media. Only thing different was that he was also a fan of light novels.

That was him 4 years ago. Mason was now the highest paid actor in Hollywood and the owner of the biggest company in the world. He also took the spot of number 1 song in the world.

The change in his life was sudden and was so fast that Hollywood couldn't keep up.

And it was all thanks to a shooting star.



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Everything is boring and I for one believe that the modern world is dull and unexciting so I pulled up my phone and started to download games that focuses on freedom. Hunter x Hunter and One Piece are my personal favorite anime due to the adventures they have done. As I was downloading a new game with the name hunter x hunter, my phone notified me that the game One Piece which I downloaded can now be played, so I played it right away.

The game starts with characterizing my character's background.
[Your father is a (noble) (general) (farmer) (scientist)]
I selected noble for the reason that perhaps these choices may affect the game storyline such as being a noble heir or just the fact that I want my character to have a great background in game.

[Your mother is a (noble) (general) (farmer) (scientist)]
I selected general because it feels cool to have a warrior mother in a game.

[Your father is a (Human) (Kumate) (Torino) (Mink) (Mer-folk) (Fish-men) (Giant) (Long-arm) (Long-leg) (Sky-people) (Shandia) (Three-Eye) (Dwarves) (Snakeneck) (Automata) (Clone)
<You can choose 1-3 race>]
As a person with little to no knowledge of all these races, I only choose those I have knowledge of such as Human, mink and Giant. I have no idea how this game would work so I just choose one with great advantages. I choose Human for the fact that racism is widely spread in One piece and I dont want my character to look like a mink. I choose mink for the fact that they can transform and that they have electro. I choose giant because they are said to have the greatest strength.

[Your mother is a (Human) (Kumate) (Torino) (Mink) (Mer-folk) (Fish-men) (Giant) (Long-arm) (Long-leg) (Sky-people) (Shandia) (Three-Eye) (Dwarves) (Snakeneck) (Automata) (Clone)
<You can choose 1-3 race>]
I choose sky-people, three eye and fish-men. I just like to have all kinds of races to be mashed into one and have all kinds of advantages besides this is just a game. I imagine that my character would have wings, three eyes, gills, tiger tail, tiger ears and a height that is tall but not so tall that I would be much taller than a regular human because all these races are not taller than man except for the giant race.

[Are your parents (dead) (missing) ]
For one, I want them to be alive but perhaps the story starts with me being an orphan instead of being raised by them. Tsk, annoying but I choose them to be missing and not dead.
 Suddenly my phone notified me that the game hunter x hunter is downloaded before my phone exploded.

James got transferred to the marine med tent of the FOB near the front lines. 

There were a little fighting going on due to the commandos and special forces that did a good job in thinning out enemy soldiers.


Most kills was done by the green barret commandos led by capt. Logan a.k.a. "Wolverine".



James: (sigh) "Another day of nothing. No patients and being on standby is boring as hell."


Doctor 1: "Well, it could be worse. They can make us go on combat patrols and get our asses killed."


James: "It's better than here. We got ugly ass fat nurses that hit on us. I hate when they started to look good after a period of time not seeing any other women."


Doctor 2: "Just do what I do, get drunk and sleep with them to take out the edge."


Doctor 1: "Were not like you you herpes piece of shit! Do you have any ideas on how many men they slept with. This base is full of weiners that have disease written all over them. To much crossing swords for my taste."


James: "I'm not even gonna touch that one".



Then the doctors saw a soldier flirting with the nurses. This guy looked familiar to James.



James: "What the fuckin Fubar is this!"


???: "Huh? .... What the.... James!"


James: "Hahaha, your taste in women just got worse everytime i see you Bucky!"



Bucky: "Hey, gotta play the slippidy and slappidy. You never know when you gonna hit the bucket."



James: "Atleast wear a freakin condom.  These girls already ran a marathon on the rest of the guys that you might get somethin."



Bucky: "Hey, all fair in love and war. Oh, I heard that Steve actually got in. How did he manage that?"


James: "Heard some weird doctor passed him, but i don't know. He's still in boot. I don't even know if he's gonna pass boot. (Pretending to not know)"



Bucky: "Well, hopefully he fails. He will just die here. This was is Fubar anyways. Hey, I'll talk to you later. I gotta get laid before i head out tomorrow. My company is heading out to the line and i gotta get my stress out. It was nice talking to you buddy. Just hook me up if you see new nurses coming."



James: "I really don't believe you sometimes. You think with you other head too much."


Bucky said his goodbyes and hunted other nurse, even going to the nurses tent trying to get some action.



Doctor 1: "He's a piece of work your friend there. He could have waited next week for the savings bond girls from the USO."


Doctor 2: "Ya, I heard all the girls look like a beauty pageant winner. I can't wait."



James: "I'll take the day off that day then. So i call dibs."


Doctor 1: "Hey, no fair. I was gonna call off that day."


James: "Sorry, i both outrank you hahaha"


____________________

After a week, the front lines got attacked and some soldiers end up MIA. The med tents got busy so all day offs was cancelled.


The USO still held the US Savings bond show for the soldiers. The main guy was someone James know. The guy was Steve. But Steve was already Capt America.


The soldiers booed Steve since they are only there to watch the girls, so Steve just walked around the base. He saw that there were a lot of injured coming back to the base and he thinks that he wasn't doing anything in the war but as a mascot. He felt useless and a joke. soldiers mock him as they passby.


Steve: "Should have changed before walking."


He went towards the med tent, since his dad was a doctor. He helped his dad as an assistant, maybe he can help out. At least he will feel a little better if he can be useful. He went in and surprised to see his friend doing surgeries.


James: "Dammit! We need more people. (He smelled Steve and saw him) Steve! Don't just stand there! Help me out. We're short handed so grab some gloves and come here."



Steve: "Oh..uh sure."


After hours of surgeries, the patient flow slow down.


James: "(Let me see the stats on Steve)"



System: (Wait one please.... scanning...)

________________________________
Status:

Name: Steve Rogers
Age: 21 years old
Rank: Captain
Level: 40

Skills:
- Advance tactical strategist (B)
- Enhanced Body Strengthening (A)
- Advanced Healing (A)
- Intermediate Martial arts (C)
- Beginners level weapon specialist (D)
- Entry level entertainer (G)
- Entry level medical knowledge (D)

___________________________

James: "Okay, system copy Enhance Body Strengthening please."


System: (Copying... Downloading ... Time for download is 30 minutes. Please stay within 1 meter from the target or download will pause.)



James: "(Thanks system) Hey Steve, I have a few more patients. Can you stay a bit. The surgeries are done but the clean up is next. But i still have some minor injury patients to look after."


Steve: "Ya sure, no problem. They don't need me on stage anyways. The guys just want tits and ass."



After 30 minutes...


System: ("DING!" download complete. Installing.... Total time for installing is 3 years 2 months 3 days and 94 minutes.)



James: "Holy FUBAR! What the f@** ! Why so long?"



System: "The enhancement contains vita rays and gamma radiation. It will take 3 to 4 years to get the equivalent radiation absorption and changing host physical bone and muscle tissues. For the amount if time waiting to complete, host will suffer occasional pain from bone fracturing and muscle tears. Please be prepared.)



James: "So there is no shortcuts, well no shortcuts on cheats. Huh, what can I say.... Beggars can't be chosers. Just be happy for what i got. Now I have 4 left. I need to be careful at what i copy next."



The next morning, I heard Steve went awol. I know that he went to go save Bucky and be a hero. The day after, he came back with a whole battalion complete with futuristic tanks and weapons.


I continued my duty as a medical officer. I also saw my old roommate Howard Stark complaining of a bruise chin after getting slapped by a girl.


James: "Stop being a baby. Just pit an ice on and band aid on that cut. The girl you flirt with probably have a 24 karat diamond ring. Did you check the ring finger before you did that?"



Howard: "I was checking somethin else if you know what i mean"



James: "I swear, everyone in the base is a fuckin hound dog. Why not just wack it off like normal person to get the stress out. Can't you guys wait til the next port call or when we go back to england base."


Howard: "Dude, are you coming out the closet or something. Be a man and think with your little friend once in a while. If you deny it to many times, it might not work when you need it."



James: "Why do I even bother?"



The next news is that I heard Steve started a platoon of special people to deal with hydra while Great grand uncle wolverine deal with the nazis.



Time passes when i heard Bucky got KIA during the capture of a Hydra Scientist. I wanted to join him mourn but i got transfered back the USS enterprise on route to Japan. I was promoted to Naval Captain. 



So I just wrote to him and giving condolence to Bucky and knowing we won't see each other again until year 2010 or more.


I continued my Navy career til the war was over. I got discharged as a Rear Admiral of the Navy at the age of 30. I was the youngest Rear Admiral. But I don't want that to be my career. I'm already reach anyways. I was now into real estate. I bought up some lands in Hawaii to start a pineapple farm. I also invested on Spam. I got 30% shares meaning that i was one of the leading stock holders. I know spam will be big in Hawaii. There were no computers so everything was paper documents and titles. In the future, i gotta change my identity before fingerprint and DNA start to surface up. I'm 30 but still look like 18 years old. My body stopped aging but it started growing, thanks to the enhancements.



I also heard the news to Capt. America KIA and also Wolverine as MIA. Figures. Wolverine got caught by the govt. scientist and Steve crashed somewhere north.

I'm just bored during this corona virus crisis. The story of a guy. And this guy did that and that. In the end he did that. So if you wanna know, then read


update: May 2020

- stay at home order has been lifted. Going to hold on updates until stay at home is again issued.

I have a life you know. Since O only get bad reviews, I'm even thinking of stopping all together. until the star tate go at least 3.0 i will not go on the story. I have a lot of ideas on how to continue the story. So toughfy.

The real high-pitched part of "Dedication" only started at the 2:40 mark. With Li Nianwei's perfect performance, the live atmosphere was just as shocking, if not more so, than the performance by Vitas on Earth in Hong Dali's previous life. 
Her pitch increased with her soft voice as if it was going straight into the clouds. Just as everyone assumed that that was her upper limit, Li Nianwei's voice suddenly raised in pitch by another octave! 
Hearing that, everyone's souls were shocked. They had goosebumps all over and became completely stunned.
Yet, that was not the most shocking thing!
Accompanying Li Nianwei's record-breaking high pitch, a windstorm formed in the venue! Countless metal spikes erupted from the ground wherever the voice went. 
Boom—
The entire central floor of the arena was covered in metal spikes and the windstorm! The four judges had it worst. They were instantly killed on the spot right there!
The audience erupted watching such a scene and listening to such a voice!
"What the heck. It can't get any better. My knees are destroyed by the vibrations!"
"Amazing! Were those some shock waves?"
"Her pitch is so high that my ears hurt. I'll kneel down to that!"
"Damn, is that even humanly possible? I'll kneel to that too!"
"Humans can make that sound? Ahhhh, that's terrifying. There are no words for that. She's amazing indeed!"
"So good… The feeling of the high-pitched voice penetrating your skull is amazing…"
"Damn. Her pitch is higher than the sky. Three octaves, is she even human?"
The entire place erupted. When the audience finally recovered, Li Nianwei's performance ended too. The stage was in a mess. The huge elemental energy everywhere caused the stage to collapse. In other words, the competition would not be able to continue for a while… 
Whoosh—
The four judges were teleported back to their seats with four bright flashes of white light. They did not know what to do anymore.
The scene just now was so terrifying that their scalps were numb. They were instantly killed by the elemental energy. Still, they could not find a single bad thing to say about it.
That voice was truly beautiful. They were still lost in it, even now.
"The highest part of that reached E7, right?" Felix stared in bewilderment. "That's terrifying! Is that voice really produced by a human?"
"You learn something new every day." Frank smiled and said, "That's a huge surprise for us. So, what score does everyone intend on giving?" Since the performance is over, it's time for judging."
"Let's look at the score given by the Audition Stone." Dulles was more composed. "That score is quite reliable." 
Claire was completely speechless now.
She did not even feel any jealousy. The difference between them was too huge. She finally understood how Li Nianwei received an eighty-five million support rate. Nothing was exaggerated about her.
According to the protocols, it was time for the Audition Stone to give its scores. Therefore, the entire audience turned their gaze towards the giant Audition Stone at the center of the arena.
Soon, the Audition Stone displayed the final evaluation for Li Nianwei—
"Li Nianwei. Pitch: 99, Tone: 99, Range: 99."
They were all 99 points!
The entire audience violently stood up and cheered for the results!
"Hahaha! Amazing! Li Nianwei, you're amazing! From today onwards, you'll be my absolute goddess!"
"Goddess! Goddess! I love you!"
"Goddess Nianwei, I'll be your loyal fan from now on. Hahahaha! Amazing, amazing!"
All 99 points! These scores were never seen before in the history of Sing! Milky Way! It was almost heartless to destroy everyone else's champion dreams in an instant.
Backstage, the four champion hopefuls were all pale as a piece of paper.
If the difference was small, perhaps it could be made up with hard work and effort. However, this gap was a little too wide…
This was not a gap that could be bridged with hard work. They were not even on the same level.
"It's over." Caroline stared with blank eyes. She leaned on the sofa and mumbled. "There's no more hope…"
Indeed, this Sing! Milky Way was all but over.
Domination. This was absolute domination. All schemes and plans were useless now. Absolute power could crush them easily into powder…
Now that the Audition Stone gave out such a high score, the four judges knew that if their scores were anything less than ideal, they would not hear the end of it.
Therefore, Felix, Frank, and Dulles all gave full points without hesitation.
Claire bit her lips. Even though she was unwilling, she could only give the full points in the end.
"Alright! Our four judges have all given Miss Li Nianwei the highest glory. Full points!" The host was overwhelmed with emotions! All full points. This had never been seen before! Today, a miracle was born!
At the arena, Hong Dali looked at the erupting crowd and touched his nose, satisfied. He smiled and said, "What did I say? Our Sister Nianwei is the strongest. Hehe. This kind of competition… Whatever!"
This year's Sing! Milky Way created a legend.
A viewership rating of 15.9% was shocking! No other entertainment shows could match up against it. Even the recently concluded Galaxy Super Mecha Wars could not compete against such ratings.
The Sing! Milky Way competition had built a great reputation after years of effort. It had an incredible influence and position in the music industry of the Galaxy Alliance Center. As for its loyal fans, their quantity was measured by the hundreds of millions.
For this year's Hundred City Showdown, once Li Nianwei's stunning lyrics-less song "Dedication" was released, everyone else was instantly outshone.
On the streets, on public transit, inside restaurants and bars, people everywhere were discussing about the new goddess, Li Nianwei.
As for the other singers, they were almost… forgotten.
Especially on the internet, in the official forum of Sing! Milky Way. Threads about Li Nianwei alone accounted for half the discussions. Even if you combined the discussion threads for all the other contestants, they could barely match up against Li Nianwei.
Overnight, Li Nianwei gained countless loyal fans. They usually shared the same characteristic. They would definitely watch the replays after attending the live performance. They would then download Li Nianwei's song and put it on the loop.
For the Sing! Milky Way competition, the organizers would upload every song from every contestant for public download. It cost around 10 cents or 0.1 Galaxy Dollars for each download.
It was not expensive, so quantity mattered.
This time, Li Nianwei's "Dedication" instantly caused a storm online with its live video download count!
As Hong Dali's loyal fan, Yin Tianzong not only watched the live stream, but he also downloaded the video and put it on loop at home. He was jealous of Hong Dali's luck with women—Li Nianwei was definitely the number one goddess in people's hearts!
"This song sounds better every time." Yin Tianzong laughed and opened the forum. He was ready to look at the official statistics—every song's download count was monitored by the officials. Fifty percent of the profits would then go to the singers.
Therefore, Yin Tianzong was very concerned about how many downloads this song could get.
"Hm, judging by yesterday's live performance, there should be a few hundred million downloads at least, right?" Yin Tianzong was confident. After all, the audience's reaction proved the song's value.
Good things would never be hidden. Gold would shine everywhere.
Yin Tianzong was filled with anticipation. Then, when he saw the download count on the official website for the lyrics-less song "Dedication", he was no longer okay.
"Download count, 3,265,985,457…" Yin Tianzong stared with wide eyes. "3.2 billion times?! Oh my god, it can't be. That's basically a money-printing machine. Damn! 3.2 billion times, 50% goes to the organizers. Li Nianwei can still get 1.6 billion Galaxy Dollars?! 1.6 billion! Damn! One song alone is worth 1.6 billion!"
It was no wonder he was so shocked.
How long had it been? A little over a day. In such a short period of time, there were 3.2 billion downloads. This was the Hundred City Showdown. If the total population for 100 main cities was taken to be 50 billion, that download count would translate to over 6% of the total population. That would be a terrifying ratio!
On the official forum, countless music lovers chimed in, posting discussion threads about Li Nianwei's song.
"Look at the pictures. No explanations needed. I love Li Nianwei so much! Goddess!"
"That's right. She's definitely the first in the Hundred City Showdown. No sweat. Hahahaha!"
"Goddess Nianwei is my biggest takeaway from watching this year's Sing! Milky Way! Hahaha, she's so beautiful. Her singing is so powerful!"
"That high pitch. It soars above the skies, right? I was dumbfounded when I heard it!"
Just then, a huge banner appeared on the official site— 
"The voting for this year's Sing! Milky Way candidates has begun. Please vote for your favorite singer."
Once they saw this, everyone in the forum instantly erupted!
"Hahahaha, the voting for support rate has begun. Brothers, let's go for Goddess Nianwei!"
"For Goddess, don't @ me!"
"Let's vote!"
Just like that, Li Nianwei's support rate skyrocketed on the official site of Sing! Milky Way. Within half a day, she already received over two billion support rate. It continued to rise at an insane rate!
This dominating speed made everyone else helpless—when you are strong enough, you can easily destroy all other schemes against you. So what if you try to take off twenty points from me?
Just as everyone was voting for their goddess, our goddess Li Nianwei was blushing as she held Hong Dali's hand and pulled him into her bedroom…


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


Music students were also paying attention to the chart movements.
At Qi’an Academy of Music in particular.
In the post-apocalypse era, university education had been expanded to six years. Rising Year Six students, whether they majored in composition or performance, were paying close attention to the chart. They also determined the strength of each entertainment company based on the chart.
Out of the Big Three, Silver Wing Media was considered the weakest. Its glory days were in the past. The top students preferred Neon Culture and Tongshan True Entertainment, especially the latter, which had made a major push in recent years. Their virtual idols were flourishing and generated a huge demand for composers and arrangers, a perfect fit for the students.
"Silver Wing did OK this year. They account for three of the top 10," one student said.
"The top 10 are all from the Big Three."
"That’s the kind of dominance the Big Three should project!" As far as the students were concerned, given they were the three biggest entertainment companies in Yanzhou, the Big Three should rightfully rule the charts.
"Hey, out of the top 10, five of the composers are graduates of our school. Three are signed to Silver Wing, one to Tongshan True Entertainment, and one to Neon Culture," one student said excitedly.
"Oh, there are three at Silver Wing? What happened to the fourth? I heard that Silver Wing signed four of our final-year composition majors. Three of them are in the top 10. Where did the fourth go? He’s not in the top 10. I checked the entire top 100 and couldn’t find him."
"Really? Let me see who the last person is. The composition majors they signed are Rong Zheng, Chu Guang and Sha Andu—no, Sha Andu signed with Tongshan True Entertainment. Is it Prius?"
"Prius signed with Neon Culture. He’s in the top 10."
"Oh, then it’s not him. Who else is there? That’s right – Fang Zhao. We haven’t spotted Fang Zhao yet."
"Yeah, he hasn’t shown up yet."
"Wasn’t Fang Zhao the first one to sign? Our adviser was quite bullish about Fang Zhao, saying that Fang Zhao had the potential to make the top 10 in this season’s new talent contest."
The students sifted through the chart again but still couldn’t find Fang’s name.
What had happened?
It was nearly the end of the season. How come he hadn't entered the contest yet?
It wasn’t only the students at his alma mater—his childhood buddies, Zeng Huang and company, were also freaking out and pissed off. They felt so repressed seeing Fang Sheng sitting triumphantly in the top 10. What they would have given to announce to the world that Fang Sheng’s song was stolen, stolen from Fang Zhao.
They had no proof, so if they rabble-roused, they would be sued for defamation. The punishment for defamation was heavy and Neon Culture would no doubt defend Fang Sheng. Getting on the wrong side of Neon Culture would do no good for these nobodies.
"What is Big Zhao thinking? Is he really going to enter the competition now? It’s already the 10th. " Zeng Huang’s fiancée Fang Yue, also Fang Zhao’s childhood friend, was also keeping tabs on Fang Zhao, but there still wasn't any news, even after days of waiting.
As they were talking, Zeng Huang heard a "ding"—the crisp sound of a reminder on her bracelet.
They saw the sender of the text message and their eyes brightened. "There he is!"
__________
Even though Fang Zhao was riding a high tide, he hadn’t slept well since entering the new talent competition. Initially it was nerves and anxiety about his ranking, and then it was excitement.
As he monitored the number of downloads on his wristband screen, he could picture his coffers filling with cash.
Every download cost a dollar. Unless specified, revenue was split three ways: the composer earned 30 percent, the singer 20 percent, and the record label 50 percent. The rise of virtual idols boosted the value of composers and devalued singers. Status-wise, B-list singers weren’t as important as composers, so naturally, they received a smaller cut.
For the current season, Fang Sheng entered all three songs that he stole from Fang Zhao as insurance. He bet everything on the current season, a strategy his company signed off on. If revenue was split according to his contract, given that the three songs had already combined for 3 million downloads, Fang Sheng’s cut was 1 million. If his career took off even more and he signed a better contract, his cut would increase and he would earn even more.
He had risen from poverty because of these three songs. It’d been only how long?
Seeing how the three songs charted, not only was Fang Sheng free of guilt and remorse, he was glad he had gone down this path. What a great f*cking deal it was, stealing these three songs!
When he first joined the company, the staff members who dealt with newcomers were quite cold. Now they smiled every time they saw him. The shift in attitude meant he was growing in stature. From now on, he'd be entitled to more resources at Neon Light and would work with better singers. The two words "infinite wealth" flashed in his head.
As for Fang Zhao?
Fang Sheng chuckled in a low voice, unlocked the screen to his bracelet, and skimmed the chart rankings again. There hadn't been much movement.
"Fang Zhao has no hope."
At that very moment…
"Ding!"
A reminder sounded.
Fang Sheng had set up many reminders. The "ding" may have indicated a text message or an update in a newsfeed he followed, but somehow, Fang Sheng’s chest tightened when he heard the sound.
He looked at the clock on his wristband. It was 8 a.m. sharp.
Eight in the morning was when new songs were uploaded and released after being vetted.
Suddenly, Fang Sheng had second thoughts about tapping the reminder.
Still, he took a few deep breaths and tapped. Maybe it was something else, Fang Sheng thought.
After he tapped the reminder and read the message, his face turned pale.
His screen showed a reminder announcing the new release of a composer he followed. "Hehe, My Dear," performed by Bei Zhi and composed by Fang Zhao, a Silver Wing Media release.
Composer, Fang Zhao.
Fang Zhao.
He glossed over the title of the song. The two words "Fang Zhao" were the eyesore. Yet he masochistically stared at the name for a minute before moving his stiff fingers, tapping the play button. When he was done, Fang Sheng stayed in his room. It was dead silent.
When he was summoned to Neon Light in the afternoon, people wanted to approach and say hi but noticed that he was pale as a ghost and wearing a terrifying look.
"What got to him?" the staffers wondered in private.
"I don’t know. He’s doing well in the new talent contest. All three of his songs are in the top 100, one is in the top 10."
"I was afraid he had dropped out of the top 10. So isn’t he in good shape?" a Neon Light staffer said after reading the latest chart.
No one could imagine how Fang Sheng felt at the time. Even though he wasn’t a talented composer, he could tell a good song from a bad one. He could figure out which songs would succeed and which couldn’t—his tastes were in synch with the masses. That’s how he knew what repercussions Fang Zhao’s song would bring. Now, if Fang Zhao had released his song independently, it wouldn't have been a problem. He posed no threat that way. But Fang Zhao had the backing of Silver Wing Media, one of the Big Three.
As long as Silver Wing applied the full weight of their promotional machine for newcomers, Fang Zhao was bound to soar in the rankings.
Twenty days was neither a short time nor an extended period.
How was it possible?
How on earth was it possible?
How did Fang Zhao produce a new song in a matter of days?
He must have composed it ahead of time. That was definitely it.
So Fang Zhao was on guard.
Fang Sheng recalled the look that Fang Zhao gave him when he returned to his black street to move. The look harbored a deeply buried sense of hatred. Now revenge had emerged, dangled in front of him.
By June, the weather in Yanzhou was quite warm, but Fang Sheng felt a coldness travel through his body, as if he had just been dragged out of a freezer.
Even though Silver Wing Media had been in decline in recent years, as one of the Big Three, its marketing prowess was still no match for many of the smaller companies. Any new release would be promoted within channels dedicated to newcomers.
The intranet at Qi’an Academy of Music, for example.
"There it is. Silver Wing has uploaded a new song. The composer is Fang Zhao!"
"Let’s download it right now. He’s an old boy. We gotta support him."
"Brothers and sisters from the composition department, let’s support our alumnus Fang Zhao!"
"Already downloaded."
"Downloaded +1."
"Even though I’m an instrumental major, I’m going to help out too."
Many of the students didn’t listen to the song but joined the outpouring of support for these fresh graduates. It wasn’t a privilege that only Fang Zhao was entitled to. All the top graduates received this kind of treatment.
Thankfully, none of these students were intent on supporting Fang Zhao. They didn’t know Fang Zhao and might be fans of other newcomers, but they were still curious about Fang Zhao. What kind of product would this latecomer who showed up at the end of the season deliver?
For Silver Wing to have the gumption to enter Fang Zhao now, it wouldn’t be a crappy piece of work. Even if Fang Zhao wanted to enter a shit song, Silver Wing couldn’t afford to lose face.
Inside the dorm of a certain higher education institute in Qi’an, a Year Three student had the morning off. He woke up late and got online with a yawn, planning to catch up on the news.
In line with habit, he launched a music app called Intimately You Music that he used frequently and played the recommended playlist for the day.
These recommendations were all drawn and whittled down from his past preferences. If he heard something he liked, he would bookmark it, only splurging on a download when it was a song he really liked.
He wore his headsets and browsed the day’s flurry of entertainment headlines as he listened to music.
Nothing interesting was going on and the music traveling to his ears didn’t impress him much. It wasn’t bad, but there were no surprises. Maybe there were one or two songs that were OK, but he wouldn’t think much of them after a first listen. If you asked him what he thought after he went through his playlist, he wouldn’t be able to say much.
This was a common routine. Music industry outsiders like himself often just played songs they had already downloaded on a whim, maybe occasionally listening to recommended new or previous releases.
Just as he was yawning and reading the news distractedly, a spooky laughter sounded in his years, turning his partial yawn into a sneeze. His body woke up, cleared of any lingering sleepiness, and he sat up in shock.
After maintaining that posture for about 20 seconds, the student finally moved his fingers, scrolling through his screen as he switched from the news to his music app to find out the name of the song he was listening to.
When he saw the title, the student blanked for a second.
"‘Hehe, My Dear’—what kind of title is that?"
The student stared at the title that stood out from the others on the chart as he complained out loud. Yet his fingers kept moving, hitting play once again after the first listen.
And again.
And again.
And again.
"Ding!"
"You have hit your sampling quota for the day," said the reminder that popped up on the screen.
I’ve hit my quota already?
I’ve listened to the song five times already?
Wow, that was fast.
It suddenly dawned on him that he had devoted his complete attention to listening to the song five times. He had actually focused on one song and listened to it five times.
Gotta download it!
It was only 1 dollar. He was thinking he could loop the song the entire afternoon, a perfect fit for those two particularly boring classes. Maybe he would be awoken by the sound of "hehe" in his headsets when he about to fall asleep.
After the download, he posted the song on his school’s intranet.
Handsome’s Cool Song: "I was blown away by a song today. Below’s the link to the sample."


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

"F*CK"
Cursed the boy who got awaken from the sudden influx of memories.

Two souls merge in one body, with the invader soul win the control since the original was mentally stable, it's not a disease of the boy but from the sudden death of his savior that grant him a chance to live again.

With the sudden intrude of the lost soul that come from another dimension, the boy lost control on his body with his soul merging and his existence dissipating.

"I didn't expect to reincarnate into someone body and one of the characters of the show that I watched and die for at that" 

From the memories that he received from the former possessor he knew that he was in one of the anime show he watch in his world and a dangerous world at boot.
••1st Pov••
My name is Silver, 21 and single ready to mingle. Graduate from a private school called AMA and become Neet after graduated.

I love watching anime and reading manga even when I am still on High school and watch almost all anime that become popular in the past except for one anime.

That anime is called One Piece. I didn't like it at first because of the graphics and animation, like there's no difference between the cartoons that kids watch so I didn't watch it.

But On April 26 2023 my opinion on it were changed. Because of CONVID-19 many anime updates got cancelled, so I have no choice but to surf on net. And coincidentally read my friends chat in our group, they are arguing about who's the strongest on the four Yonkos.

I don't understand what they are arguing about so I search it and didn't bother asking them since It become a habit to just read their convo and don't reply if not important.

And that's the day I become addicted to One Piece because of a man called Shanks with his coolness especially when he stop the war with his word Alone.

That day I downloaded all episode of the anime from 0 to 900~, the download last for a week because of the slow internet connection, I also mound food in the nearby 7/11 since it's the only open store that's close for my Anime marathon.

Majorities of the food I buy is cup noodles and canned food for it's simplicity so I won't be distracted from watching.

And died. Even though I finished watching the show but the consequence is dire. I only slept 1-2 hours a day, I ate food with no nutrition so it's simply asking for death. I don't know how but when I woke up I was on the dark place with nothing around but darkness, without knowing how many days, months, or years i spend there since there's no concept of time in the place.

I tried what a normal Otaku would do if they are in this place like calling a supreme being but nothing happened, and with my form that's only a floating wisp or soul, i can't do much so the only thing i can do was watch my memory so i won't die from boredom or become crazy by how quite and creepy the place is.

I don't know how but the longer i stayed here the better my memory recalling is, that i can recall my memory when i was just born, i can remember my mother face when she carry me when i was born and her expression when she died from birthing me on the world.

Even my soul become Evident unlike it's almost transparent state when i first come. My hypothesis is my soul become stronger the longer i stayed in this place with memory benefits i think.

While i was thinking stupid things, a sudden rift happen that my soul got swallow up that i lost consciousness that i don't know i have.

••••••••••••••••••             ••••••••••••••••••
My current name is Trafalgar D. Water Law, and you read it right. I got reincarnated as Law, one of the characters of One Piece and it's mean that i am in the world of one piece.

Even though i died watching One Piece means i am happy to be here? No no no not at all. It's f*cking bullshit for those who thought of that. Although i love watching the show doesn't mean i want to be here, reason?

Because this world is f*cking dangerous with the rule of Dog eat shit. Meaning weak die a miserable death while strong get what they want.

But since i don't have much choices i just accept my fate here in this world, and it's better living than being stuck in that place where there is nothing at all. The reason i didn't become crazy in that place is only because of repeated watching of animes in my brain like a cinemas that i cause in that place from being a soul.

(Back to where the boy)

When I open my eyes i was in a room that's full of kids with tattered clothing. I look around and saw 9 kids in total with 1 animal or mink from what u remember. I don't know why but i can see better in dark like it's morning, but what I'm interested about is the white polar bear that's within us in this cage room. The color of it's fur is white and it's height is a little bit taller than mine since mine is 1.25m.

I recognize him immediately when my eyes set on him. Bepo one of the future crew of heart pirates. Bepo is sitting in the corner of the cage, he was isolated by other kids since they were afraid of him hurting them.

But I'm different, i stand up from my place and walk to his direction, he flinch when I got near him, but i didn't mind him and seat in his side with a meter apart.

Silence prevail since no-one is talking, while i was thinking why i am here.

I don't remember how i got captured since it's blurred in law's memory and from how the room's sway every seconds i think I'm on a ship.

"Hello my name is Law, what's yours?" i ask looking at Bepo who got startled from my question. 

He look at me for confirmation if he's the one I'm asking since all human kids were afraid of him.

 "B-bepo" 

"Mind asking where we are we heading at?" i ask him since i don't really have a clue.

"Are y-you not afraid of m-me?" he ask back precariously.

"Why? Because of how you look and can talk?" i answer and see him nod his head.

"Well, It's because of my parents, they are both doctors and their patients varied from different races so it's not my first time seeing a mink like you."

"Oooh"

When he heard my reasonings he explain to me where we are. It seems that we are in a pirate ship called Slavers Pirate. And it seems that were heading to an island and sell us there.

While were talking 3 pirates appeared with different kind of weapons in their hand. One of the pirates open the cage and yell at us to form a line, the kids obey immediately since they don't want to die when the pirates threatened us with their weapons.

I also follow them since i don't know where the heck this place is since it's not revealed on the show so my plan is to be low key first.

"Hey, do you know where Doctor Ling went?" Wang Jia appeared at the nurses' station with a mysterious look on her face.
The nurses' station consisted of two counters, which were about twenty-six feet long. Around ten young nurses were there, like warriors guarding the city. Every day, they needed to face the high influx of patients as well as their family members and hold the front line for the hospital.
The nurses could only take a short break when they went into the small room behind the nurses' station to rest and change dressings. While they were there, they acted like the military reserve force, delivering mail while chattering with each other.
Wang Jia's topic definitely stirred up the nurses' interest. A few young nurses looked at her before someone asked, "Didn't Doctor Ling leave for his home? Did he come back to perform surgeries again?"
"I have a feeling you won't get it right even if you keep guessing." Wang Jia lowered down her voice and said, "I saw Doctor Ling appear in the group I joined with my classmates from Yiyuan County Hospital."
"Yiyuan County Hospital?" The place was so remote that the nurses did not have any idea what place it was.
"Doctor Ling went over as a freelance surgeon," Wang Jia mouthed.
The words "freelance surgeon" used to be a code, which later became jargon among doctors. However, once more people knew of it, it became a simple noun.
Although nowadays there were highly-skilled doctors who worked as freelance surgeons throughout the year, the topic was still a taboo in the hospital.
A few young nurses gathered to read Wang Jia's WeChat, and they really saw some photo posts of Ling Ran from all the angles: his front, side, back… There was also a group photo with the nurses at the front while Ling Ran was in the distance...
When they saw the last photo, the young nurses expressed their refusal to look anymore.
"So shameless."
"What's with that photo they took of themselves at the front and of Ling Ran way in the distance? If we want to take a picture with Ling Ran, we can just ask and take it with him."
"Bah!"
Everyone criticized their common enemies before they started to study Ling Ran's photos.
Somebody wanted Wang Jia to download some of the photos and send them to her phone. Once Wang Jia did it, she had to repeatedly download the photos and send them to her other phones.
While she was busy with all the requests from the nurses, she heard somebody say, "Does this mean that Doctor Ling has truly started to earn money?"
"A freelance surgeon, huh?"
"I heard freelance surgeons get paid up to 10,000 RMB every time."
"It really depends. Most of the doctors in our hospital usually just earn a few thousand for every freelance surgery they perform." Nurse Liu popped out of nowhere suddenly. Although she was older than the other nurses, she also viewed Ling Ran's photos with them. "Tsk tsk," she said," no matter what, our Doctor Ling won't be short of money in the future."
"Well, Doctor Ling never lacked money in the first place," Wang Jia refuted.
"Haha!" Nurse Liu chuckled. She wanted to tell the young girls about the impacts of materialism in marriage and the physical things that could be gained from marriage. She also wanted to explain their relationships with the construction of spiritual civilization, along with how it promoted universal social cognition and universal social awareness towards human social behavior.
Nurse Liu changed her mind after that. She pointed at one of the photos, which showed Wang Haiyang's side, and said, "I guess Ling Ran followed Chief Physician Wang from the Hand Surgery Department there. Chief Physician Wang receives 10,000 RMB for each freelance surgery he performs."
"How do you know this?"
"Chief Physician Wang loves to talk about this in private. 'I earn at least 10,000 RMB for one freelance surgery…'" Nurse Liu imitated Wang Haiyang's voice. She chuckled and said, "He's actually just worth ten thousand."
Wang Jia understood and nodded. "If he receives 10,000 RMB, Doctor Ling will also be paid 10,000 RMB, right? Wow! Doctor Ling's amazing…"
Nurse Liu was very confused. "If they've gone together, they'll definitely have to split the remuneration. It's logical that they receive around ten thousand."
"Doctor Ling will still get a lot of money if he takes 9,000 RMB while Chief Physician Wang takes 1,000 RMB." All the excited nurses remotely allocated the money for the doctors. Their actions also made Nurse Liu laugh. At that moment, nobody really cared about how the money would be actually allocated.
The next day...
Ling Ran was surrounded by a group of young nurses right the second he stepped into the department.
Naturally, Ling Ran was very familiar with being surrounded by young girls. He stood still and waited for them to speak.
"Doctor Ling, let's take a photo together." The young nurse standing at the front of the group made her request and immediately took out her phone to take a photo with Ling Ran.
Ling Ran stood still without saying anything. He did not move as well. He looked exactly like a background plate, just like the time he had to hang a signboard over his chest at the entrance to a mall.
Ling Ran continued on his path after all the nurses finished taking photos and started uploading them in their Circle of Friends. He asked, "Are there any patients with severed fingers today?"
He received a surgery notification in his phone, but the message did not mention the details of the situation.
Wang Jia immediately replied, "There's a renovation worker who severed his fingers when he was cutting ceramic tiles. Two of his fingers are severed. He's on the way to our hospital and will be arriving in about an hour."
"He's so far away?"
"Yes, he's being sent from the suburbs. His family members are here," Wang Jia said, and she gestured with her chin to show where the family members were.
Ling Ran looked over at the direction she had pointed in. He saw a mother sitting on a chair in the waiting hall with her daughter, and she was crying.
When he saw them, they noticed him too.
The woman reacted differently from how patient family members usually reacted when they saw doctors. The woman who noticed Ling Ran immediately let go of her daughter and ran towards him. "Are you the doctor? Is my husband here yet?"
"The ambulance is still on its way," Wang Jia explained immediately.
"Are you the doctor who's going to operate on my husband?" The woman did not insist on getting an answer to her question. Instead, she asked the next logical question.
Ling Ran seldom communicated with the families of patients. This stunned him for a while.
"You must be Doctor Ling! I've seen you on the internet. They said there's no one else who performs finger replantations in Yun Hua Hospital's Emergency Department. The only one who does is a young and handsome doctor," the woman said. She wiped her face and tried to force a smile. "I'm He Jinxiu, the patient's family. I sell agricultural products."
"Hi," Ling Ran greeted her and said, "I haven't seen the patient yet, so I don't quite know his situation now."
He Jinxiu took a piece of tissue paper out and blew her nose with all her strength. Then, she said, "I know. I just want to tell you about the situation of our family—"
"Excuse me… Doctor Ling has to perform his ward rounds now…" Wang Jia intentionally interrupted her.
He Jinxiu stared at Ling Ran and said, "I'll be done in just a few minutes."
"Sure, please go on." Ling Ran did not leave immediately.
"My husband Yuan Wei has been working very hard for our family," He Jinxiu said. "My father passed away two years ago because of cancer. He left a huge debt before he died. Yuan Wei's father, who is my father-in-law, also died last year due to cancer. Unfortunately, he also left behind a great debt for us. Therefore, Yuan Wei has to work day and night in order to pay back the debts. He helps me sell agricultural products during the growing season. Whenever he's free, he enters the city and work's as a renovation worker. He isn't afraid of hard work. He… He… Why we are so unlucky…"
He Jinxiu started to cry as she spoke. Her shy daughter, who was standing behind her, started to cry as well.
Ling Ran took a deep breath before he exhaled.
He Jinxiu only described her family background. She did not request anything, much less cause a ruckus. However, such a family background put a lot of pressure on Ling Ran.
"Ask the Medical Imaging Department to get ready. Let them conduct an MRI scan on the patient once the ambulance arrives." Right then, Ling Ran could only give that instruction.
*Sniff.*
He Jinxiu blew her nose again on another piece of tissue paper and continued to cry. The pressures from her life had caused her to cry to her heart's content when she was in the hospital.
[Mission: Perfect Suture]
[Mission Details: Use the Perfect Level Finger Replantation Skill and perfectly suture patient Yuan Wei's finger.]
[Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

I walked through the pavement, a forlorn look on my face and a bag of supplies in my hand. My brown hair hung loosely over my eyes, and my lips turned up in an ugly grimace. My pale blue eyes shone with a cerulean light that seemed evidence to nights of sleeplessness. My spindly legs seemed thin, and somewhat malnourished as they supported me on the side-walk.
My discomfort was quite evident in the soulless sigh that I gave to the wintry air. My breath fogged up in-front of me as I continued on the frozen path. Snowflakes settled down at the tip of my nose, which I promptly blew away. It was a chilly night, like it had been for the past month or so. I had quite lost count, owing to the faint urge I possessed to spend my time as a spendthrift would money, on useless things, that would not possibly, by any chance, give me the degree I so wished for.
I wished not to admit, that I had lost hope, the hope that had kept me alive for the first nineteen years of my life had fizzed out, leaving me a dried husk, a spent torch in a dark cave that was our world. After the death of my parents in a car crash a year ago, the world had turned quite bleak. Colors had ceased to fill my view as they had before, and my lack of motivation was only trumped by my gutlessness.
my mind was again jolted, as it came upon a sudden sense of anxiousness, a world view perhaps of the nightmare that was to follow. Later when I would look back to this day, I would forever mark it as both the night that I would be brought out of my misery and the day that would grant me a  hope that I had very much needed, at that moment and even now…
nine times I had prayed this night, the flames rose up into the night sky, the bell in the church rung incessantly as I hobbled through the pavements, the screams of children hung in the air as I held the child's hand. My sight was blocked by the bellowing smoke cloud that hung in the streets as the girl behind me sobbed.
"hey, don't cry…don't cry, it's only a little nightmare, not enough to phase our young girl is it?" I tried, my eyes teared up as I beheld the girl. I hoped to god that I had convinced her, for then, I would have at least convinced someone. 
I hurried through the streets, hugging the girl to my chest, the shelter was just across the street,' we could make it', I thought, a sigh of relief already hung on my lips, when I heard the sound of footsteps behind me. it was them, the ones who had started this mess, the ones who had burnt down the citadel and the ones who now threatened the lives of all the inhabitants of the town.
we couldn't make it, I realized with a sinking feeling in my chest, we didn't have enough time. I stopped, "lil' girl, I think I see your mama there, why don't you go to her..?" I said in a shaky voice as I turned around, resolute in my choices. 
I know stupid right, unarmed, no combat experience, yet wanting to fight with trained military personnel, if I was in the sanest of minds, I would have slapped myself then and there, I mean, what was I even thinking, playing the hero, I swear these anime had addled my brain too much. but then the smoke and flame had made me quite hysteric, the only thought in my head of the protection of the girl that had turned the corner into the safe house.
"it's either you or me motherfuckers!!" I roared getting my hands up to my chest. BOOM a noise thundered as I felt an icy coldness in my head. This was war, we were only the first blood. ' mom, dad here I come…..'  I thought as I felt myself drift into the grasp of death ' your son is finally coming to meet you...'
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"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm........" a childish voice echoed as I opened my eyes. around me was a white space, the walls were white, the floor was white, heck even the roof was white. 'Racists, all these rebirth gods are fucking racists!!' I thought as I noticed a boy sitting on a white chair in a corner.
"Name: Sven
Age: 23
qualifications: NEET, learned in all forms of computer sciences, good at using a body pillow, marginally helpful in doing chores and a crazy anime fanatic
Last wish: to know the end of the One Piece anime.
Life's dream: To be a -"
"Stop!!!!" I interrupted as I rolled on the marble floors. "It's really embarrassing when I think about it now….Just…do what you're supposed to do..send me to heaven or something!!" I said with a pitiful look on my face.
"Frankly, I would have done just that, but see, you're last wish caught my fancy, knowing how one piece ends, interesting......…hmmmmmmmmmmm" he said going back to contemplating.
"how about a deal?" he asked excitedly, of course being the asshole he is he refused to let me contemplate.  "I'll let you go to the world  one piece, with two things, cause you won't survive otherwise, and, you can entertain me!!" he said with a foxy grin. "in fact, here's a list of things I can give you, go on don't be shy." he said, throwing me a book.
Devil fruits (A/N ill write down the English names don't worry)
1) the clean fruit- keeps everything you touch  clean  
2) The dirty fruit- keeps everything you touch dirty
3)...............
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234) thought fruit- thoughts are weapons
weakness- sea stone, sea water, requires high concentration to use. extremely volatile
235) Bird fruit: model sea gull- it turns you into a seagull. Genius!!
236)bull fruit- turns you into a bull
237)spark fruit-You are a spark man. Able to start fires, lightning and even thunder!!!
238)gluten fruit- allows you to control body fat
239) the data fruit- can code anything
Drawbacks- weak physical body, must know everything about what you are coding, must create own coding script, requires target site to 'download' coded information, mental fatigue, seastone and sea water.
240) bird fruit: model crow- turns you into a crow.
241)............…
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TRAINING MANUELS:
1) Erza scarlet Sword techniques
2)Baki grappler arts
3) Zaraki Kenpachi sword arts
4)Ishida uryuu Bow arts
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200)Hans Humpty Dagger arts
201).........…..
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"So, what do you think, nice collection I got here right??" the boy asked wagging his eyebrows while his hand were quite busy, excavating his nose.
"I don't know, you've given me quite a lot to choose from…." I said, scratching my head. My knees were reaching my chest as I kneeled on the overly white floor.  "I'd choose the thought fruit..... but.. it seems to have quite a few drawbacks...so imma go for the data fruit and well ill go for Hans Humpty Dagger techniques, cuz in the world of one-piece, no one's ever excelled in dagger arts!!" I said with a gleam in my eyes.
"So then without further ado ba-bye!!" he said waving his hand in mock farewell as he snapped his fingers. The white floor that laid below me opened up into a dark trap-door as I fell through. 
'It was time, time to tell my tale in the world of One-piece!!!!!!' I thought as  I closed my eyes in the darkness......….

When our dear mc meets god, the only thing he could think of, was that God should not see his embarrassing life, especially not his fetishes. 

Follow along Gol D Lorean, as he adventures the high seas! 
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I suck at summaries, if y'all like one piece Id advise that you look at it, the mc will be op, but not by much, at least at the begining. No harem, a little romance, above average intelligence mc also can be expected! 

Even if mc is dumb, the author shall use his supreme ability to give PLOT credit for his smart deductions!! ?

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