Capítulo 1: 1
The chill of the early morning wind bit into my skin as I stood at the bus stop, my coat worn thin from years of wear. I shuffled from foot to foot, blowing warm air onto my hands. The streets were alive with people rushing past, everyone in their own world, oblivious to the tired eighteen-year-old orphan clutching his backpack close. That's me by the way. Another shift at the diner, another night scraping together enough for a meal.
"Morning, Jake," said a voice, and I turned to see Mr. Gray, the elderly newsstand owner across the street.
"Morning, Mr. Gray," I replied, managing a weak smile. "How's business?"
"Oh, you know. Same as always." Mr. Gray grinned back. "You look dead on your feet, kid. Didn't get any sleep again, huh?"
I shrugged. "What else is new?"
"Here." Mr. Gray handed me a chocolate bar. "On the house. You need it more than I do."
I took it with a nod of thanks. "I'll pay you back, promise."
Mr. Gray waved me off. "Nah, just don't let that diner run you into the ground. You're young—got your whole life ahead of you."
I forced a smile. "Yeah…whole life."
We exchanged goodbyes, and I turned to look down the street, watching for the bus. It was always late, but that didn't matter much. Time felt slow, like I was caught in a never-ending cycle of early mornings, late nights, and doing whatever I could to scrape by.
Just then, my phone buzzed. I fished it out of my pocket, glancing at the screen. A message from an old school friend, one of the few who still checked in.
"Hang in there, man. Things will get better, I promise!"
I scoffed, shaking my head. Better? Yeah, right.
With a sigh, I looked up, noticing the bus finally rounding the corner. But as I stepped off the curb, a blinding flash of headlights bore down on me, a horn blaring.
"Watch out!" someone yelled.
But it was too late.
The last thing I saw was the glare of headlights, and then—darkness.
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I came to in a daze, feeling a strange softness beneath him. Groaning, I blinked my eyes open, expecting to see hospital lights or hear the beeping of machines. But instead, I was greeted by a strange sight: a bright, open sky, a horizon of strange trees with purple leaves, and fields of shimmering green grass that stretched endlessly in every direction.
"What the hell…" I muttered, sitting up.
"Ah, you're awake!" A voice, warm and unfamiliar, came from behind me.
I twisted around, spotting a figure in white robes standing nearby. The figure had a gentle smile and eyes that seemed to glimmer with something otherworldly.
"Who are you?" I stammered, scrambling to his feet.
"I am what you might call…a Guide," the figure said. "And I'm here to welcome you to your new life, Jake."
"My…new life?" I repeated, my heart pounding. "Wait. Am I dead?"
The Guide tilted his head thoughtfully. "Well, technically, yes. But that was only a chapter in your journey."
"Chapter in my…" My head was spinning. "So I'm…what? Reincarnated? Where am I?"
"You're in a realm beyond your world," the Guide explained. "This place is filled with creatures, dungeons, and a kingdom under siege by monsters. Here, people fight to survive, to keep the monsters from spilling out and destroying everything."
My eyes widened. "So, I'm supposed to just…start over?"
The Guide nodded. "Yes. But this time, you'll have something special."
I felt a weight on my wrist and looked down to see a sleek, high-tech watch with a green hourglass symbol. Recognition hit him like a jolt. "This Can't be...the Omnitrix?"
"Correct," the Guide said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Though it's not as powerful as the one you might remember. It's a simpler version, with a single transformation to start with. But it will grow with you, adapting as you face new challenges."
I've read a lot of Webnovels about people getting reincarnated and getting a magic affinity. I stared at the watch, barely able to believe it. "So…instead of magic, I get this?"
The Guide nodded. "It's unique to you. In this world, others rely on magical abilities, but the Omnitrix will grant you abilities they've never seen. It may seem weak now, but with determination, it will evolve."
"Wait, wait," I interrupted. "You mean I only have one alien form? Just one?"
"For now, yes," the Guide replied patiently. "But as you grow stronger, so will your options. This world rewards resilience and creativity."
I took a deep breath, flexing my hand as I stared down at the watch. "Fine. I've made it this far alone. I'll figure this out too."
The Guide's eyes sparkled. "I have no doubt. Good luck, Jake." And with that, the creepy fucker vanished, leaving me alone in this strange, new world.
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After what felt like hours of wandering, I stumbled into a small village. The townspeople cast wary glances my way, but I ignored them, too hungry and tired to care.
I approached a food stand, stomach rumbling, only to realize I had no money. Great. Starting from scratch was going to be rougher than I thought.
"Hey! You there!" a voice called out, rough and commanding.
I turned to see a burly man with a sword strapped to his back approaching him. The man's eyes narrowed as he looked Jake up and down. "You're not from around here, are you?"
"Uh, no. Just…passing through," I replied, trying not to sound too out of place.
"Passing through?" The man snorted. "Dressed like that? You're lucky you haven't been killed by a dungeon beast already."
Jake's eyes widened. "Dungeon…beast?"
The man scoffed, clearly unimpressed. "What, you've never heard of the monsters? They're why every able-bodied person in this kingdom has learned magic to fight them off."
I clenched my fist, feeling the weight of the Omnitrix on his wrist. No magic, I reminded myself. But maybe I didn't need it.
"I'm tougher than I look," I said, forcing confidence into my voice.
The man raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to the Omnitrix. "What's that strange device?"
"Oh, this?" I hesitated, then shrugged. "Just a…tool I've got. Nothing special."
"Hmph." The man eyed him skeptically but seemed to lose interest. "Well, don't go wandering into the dungeons unless you have a death wish. Even experienced Hunters are killed out there."
I waited until the man was out of earshot before muttering, "Guess I'll just have to prove you wrong."
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The sun was setting by the time I reached the outskirts of the village, my eyes fixed on a dark cave entrance on the hillside nearby. From what I'd gathered, this was one of the smaller dungeons, filled with weaker creatures that posed little threat to seasoned Hunters.
"Alright, Omnitrix," I whispered, pressing the button on the watch. A green silhouette appeared, the only form available. I steeled myself, then slapped the face of the Omnitrix down.
A burst of light surrounded me as my body shifted, reshaping itself. I felt my muscles tighten, my senses sharpen, and my skin toughen. When the light faded, I looked down, to see that I've shrinked in size. Confused, I walked to a puddle to check out my reflection.
"Grey Matter?" I muttered, testing my new form. I flexed my small hands. "Well, not exactly what I had in mind…"
A low growl echoed from the cave, and my heart thumped with anticipation. This was it.
Grinning, I took a step forward. I might have started at the bottom, with nothing but the weakest alien and no magic. But in this world, I finally had the chance to prove myself. A chance to be somebody. I'm not going to waste it.
"Let's see what you've got," I whispered to the darkness, stepping into the dungeon's mouth.
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