Kapitel 1: Spirited Away via Vehicular Manslaughter
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"I'm missing... some milk, eggs, maybe some more ketchup... I'm out of cereal anyways." I mused, sifting through my fridge.
𝑀𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑒𝑟.
"Yeah, I could probably stop by the Publix near the square," I stated to myself, my shopping trips destination chosen.
𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠, 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡.
I locked the door behind me, and put my key into my coat pocket. It's been getting chillier these days. It's almost winter.
𝑆𝑜, 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑎' 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝐼 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑦 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑖-𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑐𝑘.
The crosswalk turned white, so I started walking. Some older guy was waving his hands for some reason, but I couldn't hear him with my headphones in.
'Wonder what he's on about.' I question in my mind. I turned back to the sidewalk before-
*𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙆 𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙆!*
"Wha-!"
*𝘾𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝!*
I got pasted by a fucking semi!
...
𝑌𝑒𝑎ℎ~, 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑑𝑚𝑖𝑡, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑎 𝑑𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑠...
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𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝...
𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞-?
*𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙥*
"𝑾𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒌𝒊𝒅, 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚!" A voice snapped me from my funk
"W-what the hell?!" I shrieked, (If anyone asks, it was a manly man shriek.) My head swiveled around so fast I thought I might've snapped it.
I was in a room.
well, it was more of a closet, with cleaning materials, some spray bottles, and a mop. It smelt faintly of bleach.
"𝑻𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉." the voice grumbled, before spotting a blotted figure wearing a Janitor's uniform.
"...What the hell?" I raised an eyebrow. I wasn't freaking out because I've read about more than enough scenarios about this shtick.
"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕. 𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒊."
Fair.
"But ah... gonna give me an explanation?" I asked. I could feel the deadpan stare, even if he had no eyes.
Wait, why am I not freaking out-𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢-... nevermind.
"... *𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝*, 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑶𝒓 '𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚' 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒆."
My brows furrowed, "That sounds unnecessarily convoluted... and very confusing."
"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕."
He gazed to my left, "𝑩𝒖𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅. 𝑺𝒑𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒊𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆."
I turn to my left, only to spot a colorful wheel with names on it.
'What- When the hell did that get there?!' I exclaimed in my mind.
Looking at it, the Wheel was labeled "The power wheel for dumbass who died early". That isn't a joke either, but It was so on the dot it hurt.
It was... confusing to look at, to say the least. It had tons of entries, some bigger, longer, while others were shorter to make space. but considering where I am, it was probably an oval that was compressed or something.
So I grabbed the wheel, and pulled down, hard.
Powers and systems flew by. Some I was glad to not get.
'Leading system? Really? It sounds like something from a third-rate Chinese translation. Kinda cringe.'
Shut like Sharingan, uh... was that a 'Friendship' System? The fuck?
And slowly trickled down to a crawl.
'Is that...!'
'C'mon Probability manipulation I see you there you-'
The janitor sneezed, and it titled just enough to instead land on the next power. A... a Dimensional Group Chat?
"I uh, I think I read something about that in a book on Webnovel..." I muttered to myself.
"𝑶𝒉... 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌. 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒅. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒕." He congratulated me, but then gave me a pointed look. "𝑺𝒐, 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑺𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑷𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆, 𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆."
He shook his head, "𝑺𝒐, 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒎-𝒄𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒉-𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅. 𝑾𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒚 𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑬𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔."
I nodded, but I couldn't help but ask, "could the main part be that Komi-san manga? I've read to chapter three hundred... Is that alright with you?"
He shrugged, "𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏' 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔, 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔."
I heard something vibrate, akin to a notification from a phone. The janitor reached into his pocket, a grabbed a phone. I couldn't tell what model or type it was though.
"𝑺𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒑. 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒅𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒔 '𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐." He cleared his throat.
"𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅."
Hey! That was really blunt!
"𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒑𝒆 𝒂 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔."
He put his phone back into his pocket, before waving me bye.
"𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇𝒇, 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆."
And I was suddenly falling back to the 𝘽𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙩𝙚𝙧-
AUTORENGEDANKEN 
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Dumby_3054 So I finally got around to re-doing this.
I might have accidentally erased the drafts for the other chapters, so I'm basically winging it at this point.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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Rangliste 
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