Capítulo 1: #1 Filling out a Survey...
Steven slouched into his couch, phone in hand, a frown fixed firmly on his face. "Well, well, well, can you believe this shit? For the last two days, this damn notification for some 'Anime Isekai Questionnaire Survey' keeps popping up on my phone. Doesn't matter what I do—swipe it away, clear the tray, restart my phone—it keeps coming back like some kind of stalker."
He sighed, glancing at the screen. There it was again. The same pop-up. His patience had long since worn thin.
"I'm telling you, it's like this phone has a death wish."
Despite his growing frustration, Steven finally tapped on the notification. "Fine. You win, stupid survey. Maybe if I fill you out, you'll leave me the hell alone."
The screen flashed, opening a simple survey page titled Anime Isekai Survey. Steven snorted. "Alright, let's get this over with." He scrolled through the questions with lazy swipes, starting to fill them out.
Survey:
What is your First Name?
Steven
What is your Last Name?
Brown
Date of Birth?
07.03.2001
Ethnicity?
English
Do you read Japanese Manga, Web or light Novels?
Yes, I read Manga and Webnovels.
What Genre do you read?
Action, the classic big animes like Bleach, Naruto, and One Piece.
Is there any Character you particularly dislike?
Yeah, I really dislike Kaguya Otsutsuki.
Why do you dislike them?
He scoffed aloud as he typed his answer.
That Bitch ruined the epic showdown with Madara. The whole Zetsu retcon was trash, and her creation led to the dumpster fire known as Boruto.
What would you change if you were in the position of that character?
First of all, just kill Naruto and Sasuke. Why hesitate? Properly use your abilities. Kaguya doesn't think at all, she just relies on Zetsu like an idiot. If it were me, I'd just portal away for a while, relearn how to fight, and then come back when they're unprepared. what are they supposed to do? Chase me, as if, they barely have the chakra to open one portal with obito's help but i can run indefinetely .
How do you feel about Isekai?
He gave the last question a quick glance and shrugged.
Not a big fan. I prefer the setting of a normal world. No need for all the alternate-reality fanfiction crap.
Steven hit "Submit" with a satisfying tap, expecting nothing more than a few moments of peace from the annoying notifications.
As soon as the survey was submitted, Steven felt a strange twinge in his fingers. At first, he thought it was just exhaustion from all his phone scrolling. Then, his body began to feel... heavy.
"What the..." His vision blurred, the phone slipping from his hands and clattering onto the floor.
A sudden wave of dizziness hit him, and he doubled over. His body twisted and contorted, muscles locking up, then stretching in unnatural directions. Steven gasped for air, but the words caught in his throat. Panic filled his chest, his legs giving way beneath him as he crumpled to the floor.
"What's... happening..." he tried to scream, but his voice came out a weak rasp.
His reflection in the black mirror of the TV screen caught his eye. His features were changing—warping, shifting. His arms grew longer, fingers more slender. His skin paled as long, flowing robes began to form around his body, his casual jeans and T-shirt fading into nothingness. His hair... it was growing.
In a haze of pain and confusion, Steven's body continued to twist and stretch, until it no longer resembled his own.
His consciousness flickered, barely holding on as his transformation completed.
And then... darkness.
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