Jim Reefer, a man with weak body died in the operation. When he wakes up he found himself in an alley and found out that he can use magic.

read the story and forgive me for my grammar didn't know i wanted to write a story should've listen to english class.

I don't own the picture the picture used and this story is only a fan fiction of famous books,movies and etc.

follow the mc in his adventure in Naruto world and watch how he will become the strongest creature in the universe.

blah blah - Died - blah blah - Old man - blah blah - Reincarnation - blah blah - Adventure. 

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I do not own the characters of the one piece, nor do I own one piece, this is just a Fan fiction.

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Genre: Magic Realism, War and Military, Science Fiction, Martial Arts, Romance Fiction (Adventure, Mystery, Action)

The director's office was on the right side of Annabelle's office's wall. Kai was led by her to the door and she gently opened it, put her head into a gap between the door and its frame and whispered, "Director Mr Natasa is here." 

A powerful voice filled with a lifetime of experiences called back to her "Let him in Annabelle, thank you." Annabelle retracted her head and looked at Kai with a look of embarrassment. "Sorry if you heard that, well as you've heard you can enter now, so please." She gestured her hand in the direction of the office door and smiled. 

Kai walked towards it and said to her politely "thank you, Annabelle," before entering. 

The first thing he saw was hundreds of books neatly organized onto shelves, like a library. The room's colour was a timeworn brown and resembled a bookworm's dream. 

Many different books were categorized into different categories. There were many, categories that were divided into two parts of the room on one side was the fiction and on the other was the non-fiction. There were further subcategories like fantasy or sci-fi. And after these subcategories, there were further subcategories like historical adventure or magical world fantasies. 

Kai was instantly enamoured and found a section titled Asian fiction. Titled under it was one category that had the words Web novels written on it. He was shocked at how web novels were actually put into the library. Something that never happened in his experience. 

While he was looking at the library, a man's voice interrupted him by fake- coughing to get his attention. The voice was the same as the one that had spoken to Annabelle signifying that it was indeed the director.

It had come from the middle of the room, behind an antique desk with a lamp from the 19th century. Kai looked at the figure resting behind the desk in a comfortable padded desk chair with wheels. 

The man had neatly combed grey-white hair, a groomed moustache and beard that connected with one another. Green time-worn eyes and a well-defined jaw. A suit covered the rest of his body however his wide shoulders and back weren't hidden by it.

His biceps bulged through his sleeves and from the waist down his body was hidden by the desk. However, Kai could see that the man worked out if he wasn't naturally endowed this body by a supernatural species. (I don't know if this sentence sounds right, but I couldn't think of a better way to write it.)

The man could be a model, even though his face appeared to be in his 50s. However, the suit didn't manage to hide his natural bestiality that was deeply ingrained into the man's bones. 

Just his presence alone would have intimidated a normal human and caused him to feel uncomfortable, like facing a predator or a higher species. However, Kai wasn't human, or a normal vampire and the man's aura didn't move him the slightest. 
Bob, however, stopped relaxing and looked at the man with weary eyes. He telepathically told Kai "that man gives me the same threat level that the hellhound gave me. But his aura feels more powerful on the same level as me a first generation vampire, although he won't be much of a threat to us he could resist my aura easily."

"Got it Bob relax I've got this," Kai told Bob mentally and looked directly into the director's eyes without hesitation. He saw surprise flicker briefly through the director's eyes. After all no other person had ever looked at him directly in the eyes before when his full aura was out apart from that man, no he couldn't be classified as a person instead he was a monster a being that defied the natural laws.

Kai looked at the director trying to see his depth while the man did the same. At the same time, his aura rose and moved towards Kai trying to win the first exchange between the two. However, at that moment a powerful aura rose from Bob who was on Kai's body rivalling the director's. 

The director's eyes shined in surprise yet again, in the span of a few minutes he had been pleasantly surprised by the same person. Something that hadn't happened before. These were the thoughts going through his head right now. 

At that moment he decided to forfeit the battle as he could see Kai pretending to not withstand the immense aura as he turned even paler. Unbeknownst to the three of them, throughout the whole building, all the people had felt the two auras and were also feeling unwell. 

Annabelle who was closest to the colliding auras was leaning against her desk in an effort to not collapse on the ground. Penelope who was in her office on the second floor also supported herself by putting both her hands on the desk and sitting heavily on the seat. 

In the kitchen were two handsome men who were in the middle of having a meal, were sitting heavily in both their chairs with there hand pushed heavily on the table. Four dents were appearing where they were placing their hands. Showing that compared to Penelope and Annabelle they had less control over their strength.

And on the ground floor, there were four people two women and two men all extremely good-looking that had destroyed all that was around them in an effort not to collapse and faint from the two higher beings aura. 

And in an office with the sign labelled Principal near the entrance of the building, there was an older man with a balding head and a bit of a round body shape that had fainted in his desk white foam coming out of his mouth while his eyes had rolled to the back of his head.

Penelope whose emotions still hadn't calmed down swore out loud "Motherfu*ker, who's challenging the director. It must be that stupid cocky arrogant man who thinks he's a vampire by putting in the red contact lenses. When he leaves he going to get a beating."

Back to the director's office
Kai was still unaware that he wasn't acting according to the normal human reaction. And when the director finally retracted his aura he finally pretended to release a breath of relief.

The director looked at Bob for one last time before moving his gaze back to Kai. He looked at Kai seemingly to be thinking of a hard decision but in the end extended his hand at the chair in front of him and said to Kai in his time-worn voice "Please have a seat."

Kai is a tourist on holiday when he is killed in a terrorist attack. He wakes up during the year 1981 in a forest and finds out that he is a vampire progenitor in the Harry Potter world. Kai then heads out to the nearest human settlement which happens to be Godric Hollow. 
-This is my first time writing a novel so I will have mistakes, I'd appreciate it if you could point them out.
-I want to point out that HP doesn't belong to me.
-THE STORY WON'T BE GOING ACCORDING TO CANON! I will be introducing my own elements to the story.
-OOC Voldemort

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Max Zowen a guy who has difficulty in speaking with other people, a guy who is often getting in trouble because of always thinking highly of himself. He who is always a king that carries his own chair. He always has good grades when he was young but now that he is in collage he has difficulty studying due to social problems. He never cried though, he never showed it to any other person instead he eagerly look down upon the world.

One day he went early to the plaza and the shops are still closed. Max suddenly got lost in an unrecognized path. The Weather drastically changed and a thin fog apeared arround him. Max continued to walk the path but seem to be just circling arround passing by a single shop. Max clenched his teeth and was still undecided but pursued to enter anyways. Max entered and saw a single book in the shelf. Max was quite buffled  about the book and went to take a look at it and the book seems to be a fiction book. The books tittle is <Estrella>; it did not really got his attention because it's quite old. He went to the counter and he saw a man with some earphones on sitting while noding for quite some time feeling the music.

"Hi there, uhh I was just curious why is it that there is only one book in this book shop?" Max curiously asked

The guy stood up and smilled "You might just be the last person I need to complete my task" 

Max eyebrows twitched and said "haa, what do you mean by the last person to complete your task?" in his confused state.

The guy laughed at Max "That book over there is one of the three books that the true God forbid. The three books is filled with desires that the true God does not want people to live in. That book is the book called <Estrella> is a book compilation of desires of its creator. The first book was opened by a person 800 years ago while the other..."

Max interupted because the guys words are not something he can easily inpput in his mind and said; "Wait does that mean, you are already that old and may even be older? What a joke?…"

The man slowly walked to the book and handed it to max while smiling.

"This book over here choose a person who is a blood relative to its creator and once it is opened, you will be transported to another world and you will obtain treasures, magical beast, powers, knowledge, and many more that you will never find in this world. The world within this book is an endless adventure and discoveries that you can never imagine."

Max with a twitched eyebrows  turn his gaze to the book for brief momment then look back at the guy "Are you stupid? Even though I am a loner, that does not mean I am that dumb enough to be fooled by you. And I have also never heared my family having such a history of the man you spoke of."

The guy suddenly said something like he was casting a spell then a hole suddenly appeared near his right arm, max was stunned at what happened and the guy suddenly put his right hand inside and grabbed something. The man then grabbed Max hand and put a rock with a blue color gem in max hand.

The guy then looked at Max in the eye smilling "This is a homunculus soul which contains intelligence of the things I want you to know, it's simply a copy of me yet it will only have the knowledge of the things I want you to know."

Max was stunned and realizing what was happening at the momment his heart started to pump faster like he was in a bad nightmare. Max then reacted quite scared and said; "Ok fine just get to the point what should I do with this? And I already believe you after you grabbed something on that hole which you created I can already believe 100%. Just don't  hurt me and i can promise to compensate for my rude actions."

Max who lived in Tuguegarao City Philippines was a guy with a nasty attitude towards people that doesn't pique his interest and has lost interest in the world. One day he stumbled upon an unusual books store that only sells one book. The book was then given to him by the store owner and he was transported to another world to find the thing that the creator of the book desired the most.

follow max as he ventures throught the world of estrella and subdue men and women alike.

-note that this novel contains

Profanity

Sexual Content with both straight and yaoi genre

STOPED FOR THE MEAN TIME. NO FANS... ;(

The long day of getting to know her roommates better had left Erin exhausted but she wasn't ready to fall asleep quite yet. She'd unpacked her clothes in the afternoon but had left arranging the rest of her personal items for when she had more quiet. It was a process she savored, putting the final touches on her own place when she was settling in somewhere new. There was something special about arranging her most important belongings in a new bedroom. 

She set her carry-on bag at the foot of the bed and pulled out her journal first of all. It was just a regular spiral notebook but because she wrote in it religiously, it was one of her most beloved possessions. She had given up on fancy, expensive journals after filling up the pages of so many, and had decided it didn't much matter what it looked like, as long as she was able to write in it. She set the journal on the little nightstand, next to the small lamp and alarm clock that had come with her room. She laid her favorite pen next to it and continued emptying her bag until the room had touches of home all around; a photo of her parents, her rosary, her stuffed Panda (Roy), her favorite perfume (Very Valentino) and her noise machine. Thankfully, she'd had the noise of the outdoors with her last night, she never slept well without the little gadget set to rainfall and creek sounds. 

She looked at the photo of her parents, and thought of the image tucked behind it-- the photo of her birth parents. It was the only photo she had of them but she cherished it. She kept it secreted behind the other photo because she didn't want to hurt her mom and dad; it also made her feel deeply sad to see the smiling young faces of the couple taken away much too young by tragedy. Erin sighed at the thought of the young pair and wondered about what Danu had said about them. What was their connection to Ireland, and what were they supposed to have told her about this so-called destiny. She thought on it a bit longer and couldn't understand how she could be of such importance that strange beings virtually kidnapped her and Olivier, and knocked him out. What if she'd never been able to study abroad? 

Growing up she had noticed that she always had a profound interest in Ireland but she'd never thought it odd. Other children would say they wanted horses when they grew up, some kids wanted to visit Disney World. Erin wanted to go to Ireland; she'd read anything she could put her hands on about it. Photo books about Ireland were her absolute favorite as a child--she was constantly checking them out from the adult non-fiction section of the library. Her parents had always encouraged her interest and so it had flourished. 

Had this destiny been that overwhelming that she had been transfixed on the Emerald Isle? She couldn't really say for sure, but she knew there was always some kind of yearning within her that drove her to constantly learn more about it. Finally, her bag was empty but for her three travel guidebooks-- one on Europe in general with listings of hostels and tourist attractions and information galore. The other two were, of course, about Ireland. Her favorite was the DK guide because it was filled to the brim with photos, historical information and everything she needed to explore every inch of this curious place. Simply thinking of the books' glossy pages made her anxious to look it over for about the 1,000th time. 

Just down the hallway, she heard Olivier finish in the bathroom and stole her chance to brush her teeth, take a quick shower and wash her face. Once that was done, she rewarded herself with her favorite pastime--reading and scouring the pages of her DK Ireland book and daydreamed about her next adventure until her daydreams slowly became actual dreams.

A young American girl follows her heart to Ireland where she discovers deeply hidden and unique connections to the island that she had never dreamed of. Upon arriving in Ireland to study, Erin feels something awaken in her she never imagined could be real.

Previously on Shinobi Fenrir:

Daisuke was stuck in the dark void but was fished out by earth's resident Guardian God 'Kami-sama'. Kami-sama told Daisuke that he was never meant to die that day but was killed by the newbie Truck kun due to negligence. Kami-sama offered Daisuke to either reincarnate in his original world 100 years in the future without his memories or to reincarnate in a new world.

Back to the story:
In an open field full of grass.

"Scram or else i'll shove your arm inside your ass" Kami said to Truck kun

"Yes Ma'am!!!!!" said Truck kun

As Kami was shouting at Truck kun I was thinking about accepting Kami-sama's offer to reincarnate to his original world but was hesitating. 'If i choose to comeback i would literaly be dead without my memories. I would forget about tou-san and kaa-san and everybody else.'

"Kami-sama, if i accept to be reincarnated in another world, would i be able to have my memories when i reincarnate over there?" I said.

Kami turned to me and said.

"Hmmmm. Okay, but just for a bonus for not being able to save you."

"It's not your fault Kami-sama, i just want to ask on what particular world are you going to reincarnate me?" I said.

"Didn't i mentioned that earlier and stop with the kami sama just call me Elsa. That's the name that you thought first when you saw me right" She said. 

I blushed like a tomato when i heard her say that.

'Oh my God she can hear my thoughts'

"Yes i can hear your thoughts! So stop muttering iniside your head. By the way i'm going to reincarnate you in the fictional world of Naruto." She said.


"Okay the Naru-Wait what? How? Isn't that just a fictional world? Am i in a fanfiction work?" I asked after i recovered from what she said.

"Well every famous fictional tales are a different world from 1 another. Have you ever heard of 'A different book is a whole new world?'. Some fiction series, adventure books, comics, anime, and even the mythological books of gods and goddesses are real. They were just written by disguised gods or messengers of a god. Naruto specifically was written by it's own resident god Akira Ōkubo. The reason that i can take you there as a reincarnated person is because Akira is my friend and he owes me one favor." Kami-sama said.

My mind was spinning from the information that was given to me. I was asking myself of all the fictional stories out there. Which are real worlds and which are not. I forcedfully stop thinking about this, i need to decide if i want to reincarnate to the naruto universe. but first.

"Can i ask why do we still need to do this? Aren't the truck suppose to reincarnate me?" I asked.

"Okay, before i answer your question let me clarify things for you. As the Guardian Guard of earth, from your previous world. I manifest as a dog that wonders and protects the equilibrium and peace of it's dimension. Let's put your experience as an example. You got hit by what we call a Non-terrestrial being of the multiverse, the truck patrols."

"Non-terrestrial? You mean to say that truck kun was not from my world? Like an alien?"

"Yes and no. The trucks or what we call as the Truck Reincarnation System or TRS is a group of soul riders that transports an individual's soul to another random world. You can say that they are not from earth but they are also not from outer space."

"The trucks were created by the supreme gods as a form of entertainment for themselves. But there are certain rules that they need to follow. They can only hit a person with low-fate value. Meaning to say, they only hit normal persons."

"So that was their use. I never thought they are tools to satisfy the entertainment of gods. I thought that they were created for something more than that." i said.

"Yes i've always thought of them as a pain in the ass. Going back us guardian gods were created to monitor the high-fate valued or what you call Main Characters. In your case everything went downhill when that Truck ignored protocol and hit you. When he hit you, you were transported to another world and since you were a High-FV Character the guardian god of that particular world kicked you out into the void because if you reincarnated there without standard procedure of reseting your Fate Value, the world will collapse and there will only be destruction." she said.

"Woah so that was why i was there on that dark place. I was like a computer virus that was about to destroy everything." i said.

"Yes that is a correct analogy. Us Guardians are more or less the anti virus or the firewall of a computer."

"So would you like to enter the Naruto Universe?" she said.

"Okay but are there any retrictions? Also will i have some kind of wishes or gifts?" i finished while scratching my head.


"Yes there will be restrictions. I will erase your Fate Value so your what we call MC-Plot armor will be reduced. But on the bright side you'll be able to have 3 wishes." she said.

"Wait will i reincarnate as myself or as somebody else?"

"You'll be reborn as an Inuzuka. The heir to be exact. Because that's my only domain in that world. I can grant your wishes only on the domain for your beast powers, senses or any miscellaneous powers that can boost yourself as an Inuzuka. So no sharingan or any other b*llshit kekkai genkai and unlimited something." she said

'Sigh, so not only is there a restriction but the wishes also has their limitation.'

Kami- i mean Elsa pointed at her head and i realize that she can hear me. I blushed for a bit but then i dug for information or powers that i can use inside my head.


"Okay so what will be your 3 wishes."

"My first wish is to have the sulong powers of the mink without the need to look at the moon and without the backlash of berserk."

"Granted but it will come as you grow stronger. It will consume chakra and stamina as juice for the transformation." she said.

"Okay, next is to have chakra as large as the Kyuubi."

"Nope, no can do. The world will just spit you out again if you do that. So as a compromise you can have a large amount of chakra as you grow stronger, you can even reach Kyuubi's chakra but only through hardwork."

"Thank you i'll just get what i can. Lastly just two words" i said. (Insert MC cool pose 😎)

"Zenkai Boost."

A young transferee student from Japan is on his way home after his first day of school when he suddenly saw her teacher getting robbed on an alleyway after he dodge a meeting with Truck kun.

Trying to be a hero, Daisuke helped her and as they were making their escape, Truck kun arrives and hit him to oblivion, no reincarnation.

Now our MC gets reincarnated to the world of shinobis and with the help of an angry Dog/God got 3 limited wishes and was born as the young heir of the Inuzuka clan.

Author Note: This is my very first fanfiction. Thank you and enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and any of the other characters except for the OC.

I walk through my dreams like I've lived a whole life there, most times they are about a recent book I read. That is one of the things I do a lot and I'm not just saying that I really do read almost all day long. If I'm not reading I am probably watching some movie or anime series, yes you can probably guess I haven't done much with my life. let's start where it all began.

Back in middle school I loved to read books so much so that when I was grounded they took away my books instead of saying I couldn't go out with friends or no tv/games. yes I was a pretty strange kid compared to some being a 12 year old in America at the time(2012 No less). when I was grounded my next best thing was video games because they told stories as well at the time my video game collection was pretty sparce using an old dell business computer that ran windows xp (let's just say I got really good at minesweeper). even before I found books video games were still present. I still remember my mom gifting me an original Xbox she won in a contest it came with one game and it was a racing game not a lot of story just races.

After a while of getting in trouble I got grounded while i was grounded so I lost games as well suffice to say my box of legos was not very entertaining for a 12 year old mainly because I didn't like to make things up myself it felt so tedious that I had to work so hard to make up shapes and other things people already. i also didn't have many friends so instead I slept, and I slept hard. I don't remember much of my dreams then but I do remember one that was about magic and there was a really dark forest that went on forever in a sea of trees, other than that though I don't remember.
A couple of months later I was officially free and it felt like freedom I got to read again, it was so much fun, I would imagine it being like a drowning mans next breath of air. I didn't goto sleep that night instead I stayed up reading, when morning came I was tired but the book just got to THAT PART that is just so interesting and catching you can't stop, i read through that day as well. after dinner I got so tired I slept couldn't keep reading.
the next morning felt so sluggish like the morning after you get drunk but not enough for a hangover. well after a week of being late for school because I was busy reading parents up an sold all my books. ALL of them like really I was almost done reading them! I never read another book until after basic training 4 or 5 years later.
things changed after I lost my collection I switched to video games and because they didn't want me up all night reading whenever Christmas came around it was games instead of books. birthday? video game. my dad was an avid gamer always tried to keep his pc updated and sent old games I could run on my pc to me. me and my dad were always great at games but I could never compete with him, and it totally didn't have to do with me playing the games for the stories instead of for the high scores(of you can't tell this sentence is sarcasm read this again).

flash forward to the start of high school I was big on video games by then my computer had upgraded to a brand new one from my birthday me and my dad built it together good memories there. I remember when i tried to play morrowwind on it. that was when I realised I didn't like challenging games i liked to play and get the story, maybe different endings (those were my favorite).

at the start of high school I didn't really have a lot of friends because I didn't have many in middle school. my dad recommended me to join the ROTC there, he said he did and he had fun when he was in high school. So I did and the first year was fun and it started with ROTC especially when I started competing. I had so much fun I spent 14 hours of day at school I woke up at 5 to get to practice went to school than got home around 7 after the other practice you can imagine I didn't have a lot of time for video games especially because all that practice was physally demanding. 

1 year later 2 year in high school this I would consider the real start of high school for you actually have to do something to pass your classes I met a girl in my math class (insert joke about about girls causing problems in highschool here [ps: this is the joke I'm not sexist]). We started talking about a lot of things our school football team things like that, than we got to books she loved to read book I got to see her library once well less of a library and more of a whole wall of books and all books I wanted to read. her name was Alex I had the biggest crush on her at one point than found out she was lesbian so we kinda grew apart shallow I know but it's high school things like this happen. anyways after seeing those books some of them I used to read myself I started to want to read again, but I had no books i was still forbidden to read so I put my frustration put on video games during this time I was playing a lot of modern warfare 2 I loved the story and the way it flowed but it was really the first game I really played on steam I have logged over 500 hours  on that game alone I got every achievement for single player even the ones for veteran difficulties and also got most for the multiplayer which at this point I had everything unlocked and was max level I loved the multi player.

at this point I was starting to show up late sometimes to practice because I wasn't sleeping early enough. I went one more year like that and over summer I played so many video  games I swear I dreamt about sheaperd in mw2 around this time skyrim came out and I played the heck out of it  (I didn't get as many hours of playtime because 3rd year of high school is the hardest around 200hours). 3rd year rolls around I've dropped out of all practices because it was all boring again nothing new same old stuff. I was still busy keeping my grades up especially that foreign language credit that is needed to graduate.

4th year felt like being a freshman again except youre the one who makes fun of the freshmen.

nothing important happened then so I graduated and I wanted adventure something new so I went and joined the US Airforce. If I knew what I knew about it than I would have waited unroll now to join. long story short my addiction to video games got the better of me some nights during training and I ended up sleeping in, combined with my selective forgetfulness  (I kid you not I forgot my boots one time). luckily I wasn't in that long so I got an entry level discharge (look it up if you don't know) after I got back I found books to read online and read I did but because I didn't have school and at the time no work to deal with

this is about the time where I realised something special about my dreams.

at one point in high school I played a game where you create your own games and other people play them but this wasn't like legos using only blocks this was a program and once they started to abandon the Lego building style I started to learn it you could import meshes from other programs like blender so I started learning how to use it during this time I started dreaming up wire frames i wanted to tell a story using this game a story without words. I spent a long time on this and I can say to this day that I am self taught at how to use blender and that I ended up really famous on that game for my builds

that was the first clue because I was spending so long learning how to use blender I started dreaming up wire frames or if I was having a really hard time with a specific thing I would dream how it looked and be able to re create it the next day.

now after my attempt at trying to get a stable job i went back to reading. It started out with books i had already read then spread and spread till I found whole websites filled with books to read some exciting some not and they all had one HUGE thing in common they were all fiction and that's what I like. the wilder the better.

one day I met a girl and we planned on getting married and we had a kid a beautiful daughter we named Angela love her so much. I don't know what happened after we came out of the hospital after she gave birth she said she was through with me and left. that hurt a lot so I went back to reading and read I did the stories around this time were mainly reincarnation stories in another world I swear I had a dream at one point i was reincarnated into alegasea  (if you don't know you haven't lived).

this is where I realised my dreams make for the best stories and I tried to write a story about a specific dream once or twice. It never turned out well. Now I'm in college for networking taking a Cisco class (super boring) so my dreams are extra vivid further making me want to write those stories out but they never seem to tell the story how I want then to but right now this one is working does this count as 4th wall break? (lol couldn't resist the humor there [and don't say it was bad because you thought it was funny at some point deep deeeep down you just don't know it])

a story about a man and his dreams that might mean he is insane or might just love books too much. don't listen to the voices in your head about this one because the pink platypusbear that sleeps like a bat doesn't like your drugs.

You are in pain. Your entire body is bandaged.
How long as it been? A day, a week, a month? You didn't know. Not really.
All you remember is the searing heat burning off your flesh and the horrid face of your best friend as he shielded you from the flame.
He was a very good friend and an aspiring director. He and you are the best of buddies since childhood, and while you did not share the same career as him, you two shares in the same hobbies and interests, such as movies, television shows, anime, books and so on.
Unfortunately, an explosion has taken his life. He is probably in a better place now, you believe.
You obviously didn't know that thanks to me, he has become a star of a new universe. Your friend will achieve his dream of his there with a bit of help from me. Maybe one day you can see him. Or maybe not.
I highly doubt it, for the adventure I am going to send you on will preoccupy your mind.
It is better than your current life. You wouldn't want to spend the rest of your days in the hospital bed, drinking out of a straw, now would you?
You wish that you had joined your friend because this isn't living. No. It isn't.
"It is a mistake."
I speak into your mind.
It obviously is not a mistake. I never make mistake. Your current situation is because I have desired it so. There is no choice and no option for you but to accept me.
Of course, you question what I mean by it is a mistake. You also thought you are hallucinating because I speak directly into your mind. I am here, and I am not. I am everywhere.
"There should only be one victim, you friend. He is in a better place now. And yes, you are a collateral damage. A mistake."
I answer your question and allow you to curse and whatever you do. None of it is of any consequences since I am not easily provoked. And if I am provoked, you will not know about it because your soul will simply be erased.
"I will make it up to you. What do you want in return for your suffering?"
I continue once you have calmed down. You obviously want to be normal again. You obviously do not want to lie here on the hospital bed, wanting to die. You want your life back. You want to be rich and famous. You want your friend back. You want the whole world. And you want more than that.
Typical. Nothing out of the ordinary.
"That is a lot of things you want. I tis not within my power to give."
I could give you all of that, but I will only do so for the selective few. Sadly enough, you are not one of those selective few, but that did not mean you are not useful to me. If you aren't, I wouldn't be talking to you.
You fume at my response. Of course, you should. No matter. I am not offended. I am not my brothers, after all. I am the Primordial Sin of Lust.
"While I cannot alter your fate in this reality, I do not lack the power to make your life full of bliss and happiness and whatever you so desire."
I response. Totally untrue, but you do not need to know that. I could heal you with a single thought. I could make you the most powerful God of this reality with a snap of my fingers. But no. I did not want to. There is no point to watch a megalomaniac in the making.
You didn't believe me, calling me a figment of your imagination. Perhaps I am. Perhaps I am not. I am before I become aware, therefore, I do not really know how I have come to be. 
Regardless, it has nothing to do with you.
"I will give you the Power of an Author."
That is not a real power. But with a slither of myself, you will have the power to rewrite any reality to your desire. No one can stop you, not even those in Zenith, for you are empowered by me, a Primordial Sin.
You question what the hell that power is. That is in your own word. Of course, I will explain. I do have a bit of time after all.
"It is the power to rewrite any fictional realities you like to however you like. You will literally become a God in those realities. No one can stop you. No one will. However. There is a catch. You cannot enter any fictional universe that you have not read or watch before. Will you accept my power?"
I could force it upon you, but I want you to believe that you have freewill. It motivates you to try harder to get what you want, even if it is a little.
You accept. You always accept.
"Very well. Please enjoy your gift. If fate deems necessary, I shall see you again, for I am the Primordial Sin of Lust."
And you are my agent. One of my many agents.
Once I have said that, you feel your entire body lighten, almost floating. A slither of my essence enters your body, and you quickly blacked out due to the overwhelming power.
Your body gives up its last breath.
You have finally died, free from the pain of the mortal world. However, your soul remains, unclaimable by the cycle of life and death because I am beyond life and death. 
There is nothing beyond me, not even those pesky Aspects. You do not need to concern about them, as they are not concerned with fictional realities. It is beyond rare for you to run into one of their little champions, let alone one of them personally.
You don't need to worry about anything but to spread my ideals to your own lustful desire. Whatever you do, you will benefit me in one way or another.
"Congratulation. User of the Power of an Author. You are now given the title of God of Fiction. Which Universe would you like to visit?"
I speak into your mind, impersonating the system. Of course, you did not have an actual system since I do not want those in Zenith to know you exist. It is for your own good, as they will seek to recruit you as one of their subordinates through force.
You immediately swear, cursing me for killing you, as you float there above your lifeless body. You are now an astral spirit. A primordial astral spirit.
I am amused.
"The universe 'Fuck! You fucking killed me' is not available. Please choose a different universe."
I response and decide to choose one for you since I want you to get on with it. I do have other people in the hospital to offer the same. There are just so many people like you, who wish to become a literal God in a fictional reality.
You are not special, but you are special enough to get my attention.
Now, go and enjoy your adventure.

This is not a story about me. It is a story about you. Many of you, especially you, who would sell your soul for the chance to live in a fictional world of your fantasy.

I will grant you that wish, for your lustful desire will make me stronger. I will even give you a slither of myself, allowing you to rewrite the world in your own image. Rewrite the world into your own sexual paradise. 

I do not mind, for whatever you do, I will become stronger.

Do you accept my offer? The offer to become God of Fiction?

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