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Bab 1: Chapter 1: Prologue

In a busy and rustling city amidst the cloudy night sky, the bus stop area along the sidewalk was filled with a crowd of standing people under the ten-meter-wide waiting shed. Some were sitting on the bench under the shed, looking intently at the phone in their hands. There were also people walking through the crowd on the sidewalk, passing the standing flock of people.

Along the crowd was a boy with black hair and brown eyes, so average that it can be found everywhere. He took his smartphone from his black pants' right pocket, turned it on, and checked the time. As if he felt that he was already late, he let out a tired internal sigh.

(Sigh. It's already seven in the evening, and there are still many people waiting for the bus.)

The people under the waiting shed were indeed waiting for the next bus to take a stop. Dark nimbus clouds blocked the moonlight of the first full moon of the month.

Seeing that, many predicted that it was going to be a heavy rain tonight. As a result, the ones who used to walk to go to their destination were waiting by the bus stop to take a ride.

(Mom's going to scold me if I'm late again. Better hurry and get a ride.)

He had not yet informed his mother that he would be late home. Every time he gets home late, he always gets reprimanded by his mother due to her fear of him neglecting his studies. He is a scholarship student, after all. He began typing on his phone to inform his mother of the reason for his lateness.

('We were working on research; I'll be late.' and send.)

After sending a message to his mother, a pair of lights suddenly appeared before his eyes. He reflexively covered his closed eyes with his left arm.

(What the heck was that? I thought I gonna die.)

Thinking about what just happened, he heard the footsteps of the others in a certain direction. He slowly opened his eyes when the lights dimmed. He turned his head and looked at his surroundings to find out what just happened. What he found was a stampede of people desperately trying to get inside the newly arrived bus.

He could see that only a few of the dozens of people managed to get inside the bus. When the bus had its maximum capacity of passengers inside, its big wheels began to move, slowly increasing their acceleration, and it departed from the bus stop.

Seeing the bus getting smaller and smaller, the boy slumped his shoulders so low. After lamenting for a while, he regained the strength of his back and decided that it was too early to give up.

(It's fine. I just have to wait for the next…)

While thinking that, he felt that something wet had just touched his left hand. Then he felt the same feeling on other parts of his body. His nape, both arms, and even his white uniform felt the drop of water.

He hurriedly ran as fast as he could to the nearby shed when he realized what it meant. Countless water droplets rained down from the cloudy sky.

(Man, how unfortunate am I? I guess I have to use my last resort.)

"Taxi!"

He waved his hand to stop an approaching empty taxicab. He usually commutes by riding a bus to get home. He rarely rides a taxi due to the distance between his house and school.

It was several kilometers from his home to school by road. He used to ride the bus to save money to buy his favorite manga and light novels.

When the taxi stopped, he opened the door and took a seat. He told the driver his home address, and the car started to move.

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Inside the taxi, the boy laid his back on the chair and relaxed his body. Both his body and mind were exhausted from the workload of their research with his classmates.

He closed his eyes for a while and opened them again. He stared at the window and noticed the raindrops flowing down the glass window.

(Water just goes with the flow. Yeah, let's choose a raindrop and have a race.)

He leaned his body against the window, put his elbow on the window, and let his head rest on his hand. He rolled his eyes upward and peered at the top of the glass pane. He observed the new flowing droplets and began selecting his favorite raindrop carefully.

(Hmm. Let's choose this little one.)

What he chose was a small raindrop compared to the other ones. He watched as the raindrops from the same batch flowed down the glass. While many flow at constant speed, his proud raindrop accelerates at first, then stops, then accelerates again.

(Hey, hey, not bad. My victory is absolute.)

Certain that his victory was guaranteed, he looked up and noticed a big raindrop had entered the battlefield. The raindrop then follows the track of his chosen one at incredible speed.

(Wait, hold up! Don't—!)

Despite his desperate internal cry, the big raindrop continued its way toward him. Then the big raindrop collided with his and absorbed the tiny drop of liquid, which resumed flowing through the bottom.

"…"

A moment of silence

"…"

Only the sound of the rain and the noise of the car's engine can be heard in the cab. The deafening silence occurred as if they were in a sealed vacuum.

(Ahhhhhhhhh!!!)

He internally screamed as he readjusted his position by leaning his back on the chair. He could not comprehend what had just happened to his absolute and unfathomable victory just now.

(Impossible. It was supposed to be my victory. Sigh. I guess it's my unlucky day today.)

He sighed as if to accept his fate for the day. This is not the only time he's been unlucky today.

Right when he woke up in the morning, he was almost late for school because his phone had not charged properly the whole night, and he had to charge it again in the morning.

At school, he got injured during PE class because he hit his dominant right hand on the corner of the board while playing table tennis. Because of that, he could not take notes properly for the test the next day.

While remembering the misfortunes he experienced on this day, the taxi overtook the bus from before. It seemed that the bus was loading and unloading passengers.

He just peeked at it for a while and then remembered his misfortunes for today.

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Minutes have passed since the boy lost the raindrop race. The taxi had escaped the rush hour of the downtown and was now strolling the highway that has a 60-kilometer per hour speed limit.

The boy once again fixed his gaze at the window of the cab. He saw the lights emitted from the houses and establishments in the area. People are taking shelter under the roofs of various structures.

Blooming businesses still occurred amidst the rain, showing the citizens' resilience. Customers are pouring in and out of the buildings as they help the economy by moving money around.

The boy just watched the liveliness of the city night when he sensed that the taxi stopped. He turned his gaze to the front and saw the traffic light turn red.

Pedestrians, wielding umbrellas in their hands or equipped with raincoats, began to cross the intersection as they saw the color of the light emitted by the traffic light.

Moving people filled the line of vision of the boy and the driver. The boy looked around the taxi while waiting for the green light. The dashboard had a small stuffed toy of a dog and a bubble-headed figure of a famous English rock band vocalist.

(So he listens to their songs, huh?)

He scanned the taxi again and fixed his eyes on the mirror. Stuffed dice were hanging around the mirror just like typical taxis. He stared at the mirror and noticed that the driver was already staring at him.

"…"

The two of them looked at each other for a while. The driver was still in his late twenties. The driver was the first to avert his eyes and then look in the side mirror.

Then, a pair of lights can be seen in the mirror. Seeing this, both the boy and the driver turned their bodies and looked at the rear.

It was the same bus that the boy missed and that the driver had overtaken earlier. But the bus' atmosphere was different from before. Instead of slowing down for the red light, it runs over the highway's speed limit with no signs of slowing down.

The bus was honking its horn loudly and repeatedly. The volume of the horn was so loud that it made the pedestrians cover their ears. There were also the shouts of the panicked passengers mixed in with the noise.

Seeing that both the boy and the driver had begun to panic

"H-hey. Isn't that bus going to hit us with such speed?"

"Y-your right."

The boy asked the driver if what he was seeing was right. The driver set his foot to the pedal and was ready to set off, but there were pedestrians still crossing in front of them.

"Move aside immediately!"

The driver poked his head out of the window and shouted to the pedestrians.

The pedestrians turned their heads upon hearing the driver's cry. They hurriedly ran to the sidewalk when they saw the honking bus rushing towards them.

The boy stopped thinking for a while. He came to his senses when the noise became louder and louder.

(I have to get out of—!)

When he was about to grab the handle, he heard the sharp creaking sound of clashing metals. The bus had already hit the rear of the cab. The bus dragged the taxi past the already-emptied pedestrian line.

"Shit!"

"I'm going to die!"

The driver and the boy shouted as they were on the verge of despair. The boy compared this situation to how the big raindrop absorbed his raindrop in the race.

The boy and the driver panicked because they didn't know what to do. The bus, with its broken brakes, continued to drag the taxi until someone large was blocking the way.

The thing that was obstructing the intersection was a truck loaded with gravel. The taxi, dragged by the bus, crashed into the left side of the load of the truck.

The bumper of the taxi went under the truck, while the metallic edge of one corner shattered off the taxi's wind shield. That same metal also crushed the upper body of the driver in the process. The driver died on the spot.

The impact of the collision also sandwiched the body of the boy between the seats. The truck moved a little due to the collision.

"Ahhhhhh! It hurts like hell!"

The boy is suffering from intense pain that he has never felt in his whole seventeen years of life. The boy could not ever feel both of his legs. Blood gushed out of his mouth. broken bones all over his body.

(I'm really going to die for real this time.)

The bus finally stopped after sandwiching the taxi against the truck. The pedestrians immediately ran to the taxi to check on the condition of the people inside. Seeing the upper body of the driver missing, the people went haywire.

"The driver's already dead, but the passenger is still breathing!" One pedestrian cried. "Quick, call an ambulance!"

The passengers of the bus immediately poured out of the bus.

(Ahh, what an unlucky day for me! I'm sorry, mom, I cannot go home anymore. I'm sorry for my classmates for not helping with the research again.)

Slowly closing his teary eyes, he endured the intense pain just to apologize to the people who would be troubled after this incident. He narrowed his mind, ignoring the pain as best he could, while apologizing in his mind.

<Pain Resistance has been acquired.>

(Ahh, I'm having hallucinations now.)

Hearing the electronic voice of a woman in his head, the boy brushed it off, thinking it was just an imaginary oasis in the desert.

(If I have a chance, I wish that I get reborn just like in the light novels...)

Losing his body's strength—that was his last thought as his life gradually faded away.


Bab 2: Chapter 2: Skill Selection

As soon as I open my eyes, all I can see is white. White floor, white walls, white ceilings, and everything. I realized that I was laying down the white floor. The white room has only walls at all sides. There is no furniture or anything inside but walls.

I try to move my right arm and notice that the arm does not create shadows. Strangely, the room is bright but there is no source of light. I raise my upper body and check myself. I scan my body and I am still clad with my school uniform. Then I look at my legs and think about what is wrong.

(I think I missed something.)

I pondered, thinking something important had been missed. I looked at my legs again and remembered what had happened to me a while ago.

"That right! I died from that accident and lost my legs."

On my way home, I rode a taxi, which got sandwiched between the bus and the truck, and I died in the process. It was the worst experience I'd encountered in my whole life.

"Oh my, it looks like you're already awake."

I was startled at the sudden female voice resonating in the white area. I began scanning the room and found nothing.

"Ah, excuse me, but where am I?" I asked the voice as I looked around.

"You are in a place where the souls are being judged and reborn again." replied the voice.

"Souls?"

I looked again at the room and found nothing again. I could not find anything like a soul but only myself.

"Looks like you are wondering why you are alone here. It is because this is an isolated room for chosen souls like you."

"Me? A chosen soul?" I asked again.

I am a soul? Did I really die in that accident? In that case, did my soul get here because I was chosen to reincarnate, just like in the Isekai novels I read?

"Yes. Once every five hundred years, a soul gets chosen to experience living in another world."

As a thought, I really get a chance to live in another world. This means that I will get a brand new life.

"You are rather calm than I thought." the voice asked.

"Um, I was shocked at first, but if it was really true that I died, then there's nothing I can do about it."

"In that case, I will introduce myself."

After the female voice declared that, a bright light shone in front of me. The lights are so bright that I covered my eyes with my arms.

When the lights dimmed, a single beautiful woman appeared. She wore a white dress that often see to a goddess in a typical Isekai novel. Something like a silver colored tiara is on top of her shoulder length, wavy, golden blonde hair.

Appearance-wise, she looked like a woman in her early twenties, except for one thing. She had three pairs of pure white feathered wings on her back. She looked like a seraph angel, but not the biblically accurate one.

"My name is Prima, the goddess of the world you'll be reincarnating."

The goddess, Prima, introduced herself to me, an average high school boy, in a gentle voice.

"T-thank you for having me, Goddess Prima." I reply in trepidation as I stand.

"There's no need to be nervous, you know?"

"Y-yeah."

I am not confident having a conversation with an opposite gender as the other party. I immediately get nervous when a girl starts a conversation. Maybe because I have no woman in my life aside from my mother. 

Besides, she's a literal god, so I cannot displease her. 

"Well, let's get to the main topic. You were chosen as the one who gets to be reincarnated in my world. My world is a world of sword and magic and we have a leveling system. There are monsters roaming all over the world. So you had to be powerful to survive."

Magic?! So I will be able to use magic in that world? Isn't that amazing? Having magic can make life easier, yes?

"Can I get special powers as perks in reincarnation?"

"Yes, of course. You have a right to choose any skill or power you like as a privilege."

"I see." I said while nodding.

So I can choose a skill or power that I want.

"Do I have a mission to fulfill for? Like defeating a demon lord or protecting humanity from getting destroyed?"

Getting reincarnated means having a responsibility, right? It will be a pain in the ass if I have to save the whole big world from destruction. Being a hero required having a shining, shimmering charisma to encourage the masses. It is so bright for an average, normal me.

"For that, you have no responsibilities at all. You can be a hero, demon lord, sage, ruler, adventurer, a background character, or whatever you want. All you have to do is live as you desire."

There are no responsibilities at all. So I can do what I wanted to do but could not achieve in my previous life. Maybe I can make a lot of fortune to purchase what I want or create a harem full of beautiful, gorgeous girls.

"If you have done what you think, then you can start choosing your desired power." Goddess Prima said, then flicked her fingers.

The white room suddenly began to blur, and a beautiful and colorful garden appeared. The flower garden was filled with plenty of different kinds of flowers, like roses, tulips, sunflowers, and many others.

I looked down and saw a pathway made of red clay bricks. I followed the road with my eye and saw a white gazebo in the middle of the garden.

"Please follow me." the goddess said.

I followed her behind as she walked toward the gazebo. When we arrived, there was a white round table and two white metal chairs. There were a steamy kettle and teacups clipped upside down on the silvery oval plate.

"Sit down and relax." the goddess said while smiling.

"Then, excuse me." I said, then take a seat.

"Have you decided the skills or powers you want?"

"Let see." I said, putting my hand under my chin.

What kind of power do I want? I need to have a strong body first.

"Strength is measured numerically, right?"

"Yes. " the goddess answered my question, already sipping her cup of tea.

"Then, I want a body that has a higher growth rate than the average."

"Hmm."

Having a higher growth rate means a stronger body institution. The more I leveled up, the stronger and more powerful I became. I will be stronger than your average adventurer. It's like having your pocket monster hold a power item.

"Next is to have a skill to store items and weapons."

"Hmm."

It is a hassle to carry heavy luggage and weapons while traveling. It's a very convenient skill for the typical isekai protagonist. It must be nice if I suddenly conjure a weapon in front of my enemies and surprise attack them while they say, 'Where did that come from?!'. If it's a rare skill, I have to be careful because I don't want to stand out.

"I want to have a skill that can create another account in my body where I can distribute my stats freely. Like having a second account in the game."

"That's a new ability, so no one has that skill in my world." she said as she put her cup down.

Hehe, with this skill, I can transform into as many personas as I desire. With this, I can become the Hero or the Demon Lord simultaneously. But that does not mean that I want to be either one of them. It's a hassle, after all.

"I love to have the power to combine skills so that I can have a more powerful skill set."

"Then, as a bonus, I'll make them synthesize without sacrificing the skill."

You're a true god, Goddess Prima! Without the skills being integrated after synthesis, I can combine skills to my heart's content. Infinite possibilities can be created, limited only by your imagination.

"Next, I want a high level appraisal skill and a way to counter it."

"That was a piece of cake!" the goddess proudly said as she puffed her chest.

Not only is she pretty, she is also very kind. What a benevolent goddess this world has. It is good to identify your enemies first before fighting them. Not being able to tell the difference between yourself and the enemy can produce bad results. 'Know your enemy, know yourself, and victory is never in doubt. Not in a hundred battles.' as the famous Art of War quote says.

"Is there a skill that can plunder the skill of the one I killed?" I ask.

"There is, but it's so rare that only a handful of individuals have this skill."

Is that so? Then I can have that appraisal counter to hide it. That skill is so nasty that it gives the user the potential to be the most powerful. Newly acquired(stolen) skills plus the skill synthesizer will be a perfect combination.

"Then I want one." I said.

"Is there anything else?"

"Hmm."

I start thinking of what useful abilities I can have. I have many skills for my body, so what about my items and equipment? Maybe I can enchant my magic spells on something to make it a consumable item?

"I think I want a skill that can enchant an item or weapon."

"Noted~" she said adorably while writing on a notepad.

She is so cute that it makes me want to donate all of my fortune to her church. Let's give her a prayer every time I visit a church or even a chapel in her world.

"Um, can the body be modified?"

"Yes, it is possible."

"Then, can I parallel my mind and have a computer installed in it?"

"What a peculiar ability to have. For suggesting an unusual power, I have it to connect to your previous world's internet, too."

"Whoa! Thank you very much!" I thanked the goddess for her generosity.

Having internet access means I can ask whatever I want to know! Having information and watching video tutorials makes my life easier. When I get bored, I can just entertain myself by reading manga and novels and watching my favorite anime online! At night, maybe I can watch explicit videos before going to sleep.

I sense that Goddess Prima is glaring at me as if she can read my mind.

"You are thinking something indecent just now, aren't you?"

"N-not at all!"

"Is that so? Then, you have to be more careful from now on."

"I understand."

Crap! I almost got caught just now. I forgot that the woman in front of me is a god. There is a chance that she has mind reading powers. I regained my composure and told her about the skills I have in my mind.

"I also want my attacks to have guaranteed effects."

"A warrior from one thousand years ago also wished that, so you'll be the second holder of that skill."

It's a rare one, but the anti-appraisal skill can handle that. Successful attacks like defense penetration can be useful against powerful enemies. I can consider this one of my trump cards.

And what kind of power do I want more of? I guess that's all I want right now. I just get the necessary skills from the monsters and synthesize them. There is no need to be greedy at all.

"I guess that's all I need now." I declare.

"In that case, I'll prepare your reincarnation now." she said as she closed her notepad.

Being reborn in another world must be fun. New people, a new environment, and new experiences. I can't help but feel excited. People in my previous world like my family, friends, and many others must be saddened by my sudden departure. I did not even have a girlfriend yet.

"Are you ready now?" the goddess asked.

"Yes."

"Remember, live as you wish, and there's no need to hold back." she said with a warm smile.

A warm white light suddenly envelopes my body. I feel a little dizzy, but it becomes more severe, and I feel like my consciousness is gradually fading. I close my heavy eyes as my strength fades.

That accident must be a blessing in disguise…


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