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Chosen [Girl meets anime]

I'm not very good at writing descriptions. Kyra, your average 18 year old girl dies after saving her best friend. Or at least that what it seems like. Kyra wakes up in the void and she finds out that this isn't the end of her. It's the beginning. Now she's traveling through the multiverse and meeting different anime characters. "You're my Chosen" "Chosen?" "Yes. You are to be the second god of the multiverse. Well Goddess in your case." "Oh cool . . ." I process that for a little bit. "WAIT! GODDESS OF THE MULTIVERSE?!? I'M NOT CUT OUT FOR THAT!?! I'M JUST A LAZY KID THAT SPENDS MOST OF THEIR TIME WATCHING ANIME OF PLAYING VIDEO GAMES!" He chuckles. "Do not worry. I won't be giving you any responsibility." "You think that's any better" I deadpan. "Your giving a kid like, infinite power" "What? I was bored. You'll change things up." "You know . . . thats pretty irresponsible annndddd . . . it reminds me of Death Note" "Are you going to take it or not. I mean do you really want to pass up the chance to go to any world?" "Good point. K, I'll become the second Multiverse God" Warning - I write all these animes from memory. So if details are wrong, please don't be to harsh. Might be an x reader

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Chapter 20 (Naruto)

At that moment, dozens of kunai where thrown at Garra, heading straight for his back. Oh this bitch. As Garra spins around in time to see the kunai, I'm in front of him blocking him from them. He eyes widen at my form that full of blades.

"Ouch . . ." I mutter under my breath as I force the kunai out of me like a porcupine. I face the attacker, my blood steaming like a titan and my eyes glowing red. Sharingan? No. I'm just PISSED.

One moment I'm right in front of Garra, the next I'm kicking the dude's ass. No one and I mean NO ONE messes with Panda-kun. I then pick up the Ninja and yeet him to the other side of the village.

"Ha. Easy as pie." I then plopped myself on the ground and pulled out a bag of cookies munching on them like a chipmunk. I look at Garra. "Want one?"