The Jackson brothers and their friends are normal 11 year olds or so they thought

The Jackson brothers and their friends are normal 14 year olds or so they thought

A war is creeping on Europe, can two victorian 11 year olds prevent it when no-one believes. then they are kidnapped and all is lost......right?

The King of Scorpion clan Spar had announced a special tournament for 15-year-olds and under, anybody could join and only the top 3 performers would be able to win some prizes in this tournament. 




The whole territory was excited as everybody started signing up their kids up for this tournament. Most were complaining about how 15 was too high of age and those that were under 15 would have a disadvantage but Spar didn't pay them any attention as he stuck to his word. 




The next day there was a huge stage set up as they wanted to start the tournament off right. They had a few fireworks made out of the sand with different colors which amazed Drazon and his big sister Issa. Queen Sassy rolled her eyes as Spar put his thumbs up indicating that he had done a good job. 





Surprisingly only 20 people had signed up for these tournaments as the others thought it wasn't fair to have their little kids getting beaten up by the older kids so it was only 14-year-olds and 15-year-olds that were in this tournament, as the others were lower level one and level twos. 




There was only one kid that was almost a level three and he was known as the best kid around town with the most potential and talents and he was only 14, but everybody was shocked to see a dragon clan member part of the tournament. They thought this Dragon looked a little young and when they announced his age as 11 everybody was shocked. 





They thought how he was supposed to be fighting against 14-year-old and 15-year-old fighters and felt a little sorry for him. Drazon was used to being the center of attention so when he stepped on stage it wasn't anything special but it surprised him when it was just quiet and he wasn't getting booed. 





When his opponent stepped on stage they started cheering as it was one of their own scorpions. This was a 15-year-old kid that was only a lvl 2 so he was no match for Drazon, he charged towards Drazon with his fist. He was too young to know how to spit out his poison from the stinger efficiently so all he could do was physical attacks and send sand attacks. 



He shot out little sand attacks that looked like bullets which Drazon easily dodged them by sidestepping the attack and then disappearing from the view of the kid. The kid looked around searching for him but all he received was total darkness as he fell unconscious next minute. 





The crowd was surprised that Drazon easily knocked him out without even attempting or trying at all. The crowd was so amazed by his prowess that they started admiring him. The scorpion clan respected strength didn't matter where you from as long as you are strong they will support you.  





They started cheering for the surprising Drazon who wasn't used to that. Queen Sassy smiled as she was happy for Drazon being recognized this time and not boo whenever he got on stage like what they did to him back in the dragon clan.

Drazon was born a strange dragon in his clan. He grew up shone by the other dragon clan members. Watch as Drazon embarks on an extraordinary journey to figure out his world


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That night as Oz slept after his eventful first day at Hogwarts, he had a very strange dream. He couldn't see anything in the dream, he couldn't talk, he couldn't even breathe. The only thing he could do was listen. Throughout the entire dream, he felt like something was trying to communicate with him, trying to get in touch or get a hold of him. Near the end of the dream, Oz's sight returned and he was staring at the fireplace within his room, feeling as though the pull he experienced was coming from there.
'How.... strange....'
Oz soon after fell back to sleep, pushing this experience to the back of his mind.
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As soon as Oz got up he got himself showered and dressed excited for his first day at Hogwarts. Yesterdays experience however told him he'd find it difficult to mingle with the rest of the first years, especially with those in Slytherin after the scuffle he had.
'When I died in my previous life I was 20 years old. Trying to connect with 11 year olds when im now technically 26 feels weird; I could barely even keep up a good conversation with that one boy from Gryffindor'.
Oz wasn't apposed to making friends in this world but he still felt as though there was a valley between him and most of the students here due to his experiences and his age across both lives. He could only manage a preliminary connection with those at the Orphanage, but that was due to how easy 5 year olds are to be friends with. 5 year olds don't sit back and question things, 11 - 18 year olds do.
'Oh well so what if it takes longer for me to actually create connections in this world, Ill just continue on with my plans until that comes naturally'.
Oz heaved a sigh, then leaving his room heading off to his first day of lessons at Hogwarts.
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Oz's first day at Hogwarts was indeed strange. The lessons themselves were things Oz cared nothing about, he had already read the syllabus for each lesson up to NEWT level before even coming to Hogwarts and with his memory he could easily remember anything whenever a question is poised at him.
The only interesting lesson he had on the day was charms. Professor Flitwick told the rest of the class to practice the '𝕃𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕤' spell. Oz managed it first try with his Walnut wand and found that the control he had with the light wand was smooth and calm, completely different to using his Yew wood wand. He then tried '𝕃𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕤' with his yew wood wand and experienced the same issue he had with attacking that boy in the dungeons, his control was off by a bit, making the spell more powerful than it needed to be. This ended up showering the area Oz was in with light.
"It seems your control is still off Mr Oz, do try to relax yourself. We wouldn't want all the first years blind on the first day of lessons!".
Oz looked down at his yew wood wand and thought to himself.
'You are truly unruly friend, but as soon as I can use the RoR, I will tame you'.
For the rest of the lesson then Oz practiced under the desk with both wands, using '𝕃𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕤' with one and then with the other. Such a simple lesson had quite large gains for him, allowing him to come up with theories on how to cast from both wands at once or at least in quick conjunction. 
Oz found that throughout the entire day of lessons a large majority of the first years were wary of him staying away from him and what he was doing. Oz believed that his attack on the Slytherin boy had already spread as public knowledge. There were still some first years who seemed to be more curious than wary but that was only a small portion, none of them had the confidence to actually approach him especially after the blinding '𝕃𝕦𝕞𝕠𝕤' spell he casted.
Finally the day of lessons ended and Oz went back to the dungeons, to his room.
'My walnut wand seems to be more obedient and easier to cast from so I'll attempt to cloaking spell with that wand. After that its just a night of locating the RoR, ill take the clock from my room to the RoR as well to ensure I don't overstay my welcome in the Room'
Oz then waited until the dead of night to start moving.
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Night fell and Oz snuck out of the dungeons, casting the cloaking spell with his walnut wand so as not to alert any of the students still half awake.
He managed to get to the grand staircase and proceeded up to the seventh floor, from his memory this was the floor where the room was located. When he got to the floor he looked for the tapestry that stood opposite the wall.
'The room should be opposite that tapestry, the one with the fella teaching trolls how to ballet'.
After several tens of minutes searching, he finally located the tapestry. Looking up at the tapestry, Oz did a full turn, turning to a large wall. Oz then walked up to the wall, standing in front of it. He could feel his cloak spell starting to run dry so he needed to be quick.
'I need a place to train with my two wands. I need a place to train with my two wands'.
Oz chanted this thought in his head like a mantra, hoping the room would eventually respond. Luckily for Oz, after a minute of standing still, the door presented itself.
'Finally, I wonder what kind of room it conjured up'.
Oz then opened the door slowly walking into the room. As he looked around the room presented to him, he was instantly shocked.
The room looked a lot like the room Harry had used in the fifth film with Dumbledore's army but the difference in size was insane. The room itself was about the size of a football pitch. On either side of the room there were rows of mannequins with wands, they looked similar to the ones Dumbledore's army practiced with, however, they seemed in Oz's eyes to be more advanced, maybe even capable of casting spells as they had their own magic supply within them.
Oz stood in the room in awe, the sheer size had blown him away initially but now seeing all the mannequins on either side, he was left dumbstruck. In the centre of the room he spotted a button and instantly surmised that when the button was pressed, the mannequins would start to move to attack.
'More than enough space to practice all kinds of spells, a combat mechanism for me to practice high-speed duelling and there also seems to be other mechanisms in place to practice other kinds of combat. This place is perfect'.
Oz put the clock down near the door, out of the way so that it hopefully wouldn't be destroyed. He walked up to the button in the middle of the room looking left and right.
'Well there's no time like the present, lets begin'.

Blake Osborne, a man dealt a terrible hand in life is given a chance to be better.

"Wizard huh..." Blake muttered to ???, "Maybe I can finally make something of myself".

- My first fanfiction ill be doing for fun so please don't expect daily chapters or anything, ill be writing when the inspiration strikes.
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Magical Time-skip no Jutsu (age-5)

Well it's been okay 3 years for me. After the age of three I started doing the yoga and flexibility exercises to give me leg up in my journey in 11 years. Yes, Eleven years. Turns-out they don't just send random immature 10-year olds to roam around in dangerous wilderness with creatures that can smash mountains and seas. You only start your journey at fourteen only after attaining your PETL's (Primary Examination for Trainer's Licensing). Obtaining your PTELs requires good physical stamina, basic survival and camping skills, basic pokémon knowhow and on top of that a high school diploma. Again, I repeat, they don't want ignorant simpletons messing around with forces of nature that, if thoroughly enraged, can destroy cities.
Aside from that I'm a regular visitor at the town library and have already finished reading the orphanage library. Well I did wish for an absurd IQ. The pokémon world is massive, at least 10 times the size of earth with gravity equivalent to over twice of the previous earth. Days are twice as long , even if they count in 24 hours, 60 minutes, 60 seconds format. There are 18 months in a year, with months being named after pokémon type alphabetically. So even though I'm 5 years old now I've lived as much as a person of fifteen years in earth. No wonder ash remained 10-11 year old kid in the anime. (A/N: Greatest pokémon Mystery solved.. :P)
On the power side of things I've made drastic improvements as I've been able to sneak out of orphanage for a long period of time and I've fully substitute meditation instead of sleeping. Now I can control weights of over 10 Ton with my telekinesis brute force and in terms of control I can individually control 20 pieces pebbles to move independently from each other. My ultimate goal in telekinesis is to mimic Gaara from Naruto using sand control. My mind has grown even sharper and I've also learned how to do thought acceleration and thought partition in 3 parts taking inspiration with various fantasy novels, comics and manga from my previous life that I can perfectly recall with my Eidetic memory. I've learned to delve into non protected minds other people and pokémon and have built an Mindscape inside my mind to better control my powers without going all psycho like Sabrina in the anime. I've also started to learn the move gravity as it'll help in training me and my pokémon in the future. Physically I've only done few stamina improvement exercises and flexibility training. I've also trained using my aura sensing, aura sight and aura reinforcement as I've yet to externalize my aura. Now that I'm five years old I plan to start training my physical aspects more thoroughly as well.

Hi, my name is Matt Ripcord. I used to be a 28 year old blue collar employee in New York. Why, used to? Its because I’m dead. How did I die and how am I speaking to you like some cliché isekai character? Well because that is how it is, I’m a cliché isekai character. Got to meet the legendary truck-kun and overworked minor god-sama too. He even offered me 3 wishes and everything. 
Now i'm a psychic using badass genius in my favorite pokemon world. Is this world ready for another Monster produced by monsterville aka pallet town.

Ye Lingtong obviously saw Lan Xuanyu as well. Although her anger and hostility has diminished greatly, she still has a great memory and penchant for grudges. What she was remembering distinctly was Lan Xuanyu declaring that he didn't like her.
'Do you think I care if you like me or not? I don't like you either!' she thought. 
Lan Xuanyu wasn't tall but he had a stunning face so Ye Lingtong could spot him rightaway in the crowd.
"Run three rounds around the field then you can all have your free time," the teacher instructed. One round was 400 meters and even though three rounds wasn't much, it wasn't considered very easy for six-year-olds.
They were first-graders and had just enrolled into school - the teachers wouldn't put too much pressure on them.
The field was at the underground level of Zi Luo City branch building. The blue skies and white clouds on the electronic screen have the ability to provide normal energy from sunlight and the good ventilation system would never let anyone feel stuffy.
Each round was 400 meters and although three rounds wasn't too far, it wasn't easy for six-year-olds either.
All four teachers from both classes stood at the side of the field, holding their recording apparatus. Running was the best way to monitor the children's stamina and they wanted to assess their new students better.
"Begin!"
With the teacher's order, Ye Lingtong was the first to charge out, surprising all of the teachers with her speed that was uncanny for a child. 
The moment she charged forward, the other children started to become competitive and a few other swiftly followed behind her.
Lan Xuanyu, on the other hand, was in the center position of class two, running leisurely with the other students. He didn't even notice Ye Lingtong's speed because all he could think about was his father's warning: "Don't stand out too much and don't ever use the Blue Silver Grass on your right hand."
He had strong legs and the pace he was following wasn't even giving him the least bit of strain. After all, he was already at Spirit Power rank 11. He used to be at rank 10, but after the white Spirit Ring appeared out of the blue, he automatically broke through and advanced to rank 11. 
Ye Lingtong had already completed one round before she saw Lan Xuanyu again a short distance ahead of her. It wasn't because Lan Xuanyu was slow. She was just going too fast and already one round ahead of the other students.
She increased her speed aggressively once again, shaking off the students who were beginning to catch up to her. Seconds later, she caught up to Lan Xuanyu, deliberately brushing against him as she ran past.
Lan Xuanyu jumped a bit but when she saw Ye Lingtong running past him, he mumbled, "At least you've fixed your attitude."
Ye Lingtong stumbled as she heard his whispered words. She turned around and gave him a fierce glare before demanding, "What did you say?" 
"What? Wait, watch out!" Lan Xuanyu pointed ahead in warning.
"Aiyo." The moment she turned around, Ye Lingtong knocked into a student in front of her and that student stumbled along with her out of the tracks.
Lan Xuanyu glanced at them with knitted brows. "Daddy said to always pay attention when walking or running. I guess he's right!"
Ten seconds later, Ye Lingtong caught up to him again.
"I caught up to you. I am faster than you!" she called out to him, exasperated. 
Lan Xuanyu blinked. "Oh, okay."
"You lost!" Ye Lingtong said proudly.
Lan Xuanyu looked at her in surprise. "Was I in competition with you?"
"You… what? Why aren't you competitive at all? Are you even a boy?" Ye Lingtong glared accusingly at him.
"What does competitiveness got to do with being a boy?" Maybe it was his father's character's influence, but Lan Xuanyu has never been the competitive type. 
Ye Lingtong wanted to kick him, but those students behind her were catching up so instead, she glared at him and said, "Just you wait!" She then doubled her speed and blew past everyone else.
There were over 50 students with the two classes combined and Ye Lingtong was the first to finish while Lan Xuanyu landed the 32nd spot. 
Qiu Yuxin said to the assistant teacher next to her, "Why is this Lan Xuanyu a little slow? He had already broken through rank 10 and logically speaking, he shouldn't be running at this speed."
The assistant teacher, an older woman, smiled and replied, "He may be slow but he is steady. He didn't seem like he was trying to be fast. This child's character appears to be quite stable, which is a good thing and rare for a seven-year-old. Ay, that is Ye Lingtong from class one, right? Senior Colonel Ye Feng's daughter? She seemed to have gone to find Lan Xuanyu."
Qiu Yuxin realized that Ye Lingtong was walking rather aggressively towards Lan Xuanyu, who had just completed the run. She asked a bit enthusiastically, "Are they going to fight?" 
In the elementary Spirit Masters academy, they do not take fights too seriously, especially in such a prestigious school like Heaven Luo Academy which was the best school in Heaven Luo Planet. Their education philosophy was to tap into the students' potential as much as possible and fighting or sparring in school would often bring out the competitiveness in children so they regard it as a good thing. Of course, with the teachers watching them at the side, it wouldn't be too dangerous.
Ye Lingtong, still panting, went up to Lan Xuanyu, and challenged, "I would like to spar with you."
Lan Xuanyu shook his head in surprise. "I don't want to."
"Why?" Ye Lingtong asked rather loudly, attracting the attention of the other children.
"A real man doesn't fight with women! Mommy said that I must not bully girls," Lan Xuanyu told her seriously.
"You? Do you think you stand a chance against me? Don't think that you're a big shot just because you're a rank 10," she said haughtily right before she charged at him.
Lan Xuanyu, having no experience in any type of fighting, took a step back and instinctively put his hands up to block her attack.
Ye Lingtong grabbed Lan Xuanyu's right arm and pulled him towards her before kicking Lan Xuanyu's left leg. She then turned her body halfway, preparing to throw him over her shoulder.
When Qiu Yuxin rushed over, all she saw was Ye Lingtong's series of natural and flowing actions. The child's movements were swift and nimble, showing signs of advanced training. Lan Xuanyu, on the other hand, didn't make any corresponding defensive or offensive moves besides flailing in panic. It was obvious to everyone that he has never been in either a practice or real combat.
Lan Xuanyu was panicking, indeed. Being pulled by Ye Lingtong like that, he couldn't retreat further and as Ye Lingtong turned, his right arm landed on her shoulder.
The strength came from Ye Lingtong's shoulders and back; Lan Xuanyu was almost the same height as her and his feet left the ground instantly.
He has never been in a situation like this and he didn't know what to do. So when Ye Lingtong lifted him using her shoulder, his right arm started heating up out of reflex to defend himself.
It wasn't long before the heat coursed through his entire body and the feeling of fear disappeared.
Ye Lingtong's thirst for violence dissipated as soon as she grabbed Lan Xuanyu's wrist. She knew that the panic in his eyes meant that he has never experienced any type of combat before and she started thinking of using less force on the shoulder throw move.
However, just as she was about to slam him to the ground and execute a perfect shoulder throw, Lan Xuanyu's weight started to increase all of a sudden. He turned extremely heavy like a mountain on her back that Ye Lingtong's legs gave away and collapsed to the ground under his weight.
Bam! 
There was complete silence.
All the students from classes one and two crowded towards them, staring at their sprawled bodies. Ye Lingtong was at the bottom in an unsightly position while Lan Xuanyu was lying on top of her back, looking confused.
The teachers were dumbfounded. She leveraged on the force and the shoulder throw was perfect! So, what happened?


Ten thousand years later, ice has melted. The Soul Federation Scientific Exploration team found an egg with a gold and silver pattern on it in the far north of the land, and after examining it with an apparatus, they found out that there were vital signs inside. They hurriedly brought it back to the institute for hatching.
The egg hatched, but it was a baby, a baby exactly the same as a human - a baby born out of an egg.

In my world about 50 years ago people began to awaken superpowers, abilities, or quirks. Whatever you want to call them. As you would expect the world went into a new era of superhero and supervillain. This also led to contact with other planets and galaxies, for the first time, who seemed to have a similar event happen to them at the same time, which meant more friends and enemies. The act of awakening happened to everyone at the age of 12, 100% of the population, with no exceptions. Due to this sudden change in daily life, the Shōri no akademī (Academy of victory) was created by an unknown Japanese man who had the ability of Architect, the power to create any object in your head as long as you had the materials. This, of course, was built in space.

This is where my story begins the year 2021, the year I turned 12.

"Hey, hun " inquisitively said my mom, "Do you hope your power can save the universe? " continued my mom. "No, I only want enough money to live a stable, carefree life,'' I replied quickly. "Why do you not have ideas of grandeur and only ideas of money, it will be a waste if you're given great power and only use it for the sake of your own gain! " Angrily replied my mom. This is what I always heard from my family but I didn't care, money made the world go round. or now the universe I guess. "Are you excited to awaken tomorrow? " Questioned my mom. "No" I replied as all hoped for was a good stable ability like elemental manipulation or super strength as they could make me the most money.  "Well after the holidays you will attend Ronder middle school to learn all there is to know about how to properly use your ability and also the usual subjects such as English, Maths, and Science, etc... " Stated my mom, "However remember if you are not in the top 50% of grades at the end of each year you will be expelled from school " Sternly said, my mother. "Yes, mother " I replied.

Everyone wanted to be a hero now due to their ideals of saving Earth and many other worlds. To do this they had to attend Shōri no Akademī, the best high school on Earth but to get in you had to rank in the top 100 of your continent in a tournament of all 14-year-olds. Countries with the largest populations China, India, and the USA had their own separate tournaments in their own country where the top 50 got into Shōri no akademī. 

When I woke up on my 12th birthday I hate to admit I was excited at the prospect of getting an ability, however, my actual birth wasn't until 1:32 pm and it was only 10:00 am so I had to wait. 
11:00 am
12:00 am
1:00 pm
1:30 pm 
Two more minutes and my dream of money would either be crushed or realized. I prayed silently to all the gods I knew to bless me with good fortune.
1:32 pm
"Go on then what is it? " Excitedly asked my mom. 
"What the hell sort of bullshit is this, my ability is -. " 
"How dare you swear under my roof! " Yelled my mom.

It was time to attend the opening ceremony at Ronder middle where the student with the best grades on the entrance test (I myself managed to pass just barely), would give a speech. It was a girl, she was pretty, but I didn't care much for it as liking someone would not bring me money. 
"I hope that everyone in our school strives to be the best in everything they do, pushes past their limits, and has a good time! "
"woo!" Screamed the majority of the student body "She's smart, nice and pretty"
I thought to myself, this will be a long two years.

Jack kippers was reading his novels and comics from two apps (Webtoon and Webnovel). That's when he finally caught up with every chapter on his novels and comics. Jack really wished to be the main character in all of the novels and comics after he finished reading them all. 

He then wanted to be them so badly that he got on all fours and prayed to God saying "God today is my 18th birthday I ask of you please allow me to become the main characters of the comics and novels." Jack Kippers tried knowing that God would not answer to his request ,but to his surprise the room he in was starting to glow white and when he blinked he saw God in front of him saying "Jack kippers you are a lucky person I am in a good yet bored mood so I will grant you this. I will teleport you to any world you desire from any comic, anime,manga, or novel and give you some wishes for you to have in your world since you turned 18 I will give you 18 wishes and use them wisely." 

Jack Kippers was stunned he did not think that his prayer would work but it did! First Jack Kippers needed to find a world he wanted to go too and there were a lots of options he liked,he definitely wanted to go to a fantasy world with magic. After thinking hard and long Jack Kippers asked God if he can live in combined worlds and God agreed saying "I will let you live in combined worlds but it will take 1 wish away are you willing to part with the wish." Jack said yes and wanted to live a novel and a comic the novel is from Webnovel . "While everybody was kungfu fighting while I started a farm" and "The gamer" is a comic from webtoon ,those two were the world he wanted to live in.

Jack now had only 17 wishes left next came his powers he wanted. First one that came to his idea was a original power idea he thought was cool. The power to transmute and covert for example of how the powers worked transmute let him turn a iron bar into a gun if he wanted or something else. Convert allowed him to turn any piece of wood into diamonds. He didn't need to tell God that he wanted it since he was reading Jack Kippers' mind. God then said " alright that is 3 wishes now used you now have 15 wishes left.

The next powers that came to mind were ones that he read of before The gamer system from "The gamer" on Webtoon. The "Only I Level Up" system from Webnovel. The farming ability and system of "while everyone else was kungfu fighting I started a farm". Then he thought to himself now I only have 11 wishes left since the farming system and abilities were different . 

Jack Kippers then thought of something and asked God "will he have the same body and will he be born in a poor or rich family" no matter what world or universe they were in the currency ruled supreme over most things and he started in a rich family it would make things easier. God answered the the question by saying " you will be put in the world as a 18 year old like you are now and you will not have a family since I will just place you in the world and as a heads up 18 year old in that world are considered 21 year olds from where your from" 

Knowing that he would start with money Jack said for his 11 wish I want 15 billion Samps the currency in the new world he will go to he learned this because God gave Jack Kippers the knowledge of the world from the history to all the languages and he figured out that the currency and gear were placed in tiers for armor and weapons there was F tier the lowest, E tier, D tier, C tier, B tier, A tier, and S tier the best tier of them all. The currency also worked similar there were Caps the lowest currency, Bamps 100 Caps = 1 Bamp, Amps 100 bamps = 1 Amp, and the highest currency was Samps 100 Amps = 1 Samp. 

Jack now already used 8 wishes and was now left with 10. Jacks next wish was a smart and good wish he wanted 10 thousand ability points for each system but God denied it saying that he will not get that much of head start and will not get any for the system since they were to OP to just have in the first place. 

Jack was annoyed by this but was grateful that God even gave him this chance for his 10th wish he wanted to be a shadow monarch like Sung Jin-Woo from Only I Level Up. His next wish was to start with some S tier weapons but he needed to find out what type of weapon he wanted to use instead of picking S tier weapons like he first though if he instead asked for a metric butt ton of S tier  materials the he could transmute into weapons after picking his style of fighting. As for armor it didn't need to look good or flashy since one of the multiple systems had the ability to make armor invisible.he was now down to 8 wishes  and ran out of ideas so he asked God he he could keep the 8 wishes for another time and use them whenever he wanted God agreed to Jack's idea and he was sent to his world.

The MC is Jack Kippers who was lucky enough to be chosen by God to travel to another world with 18 wishes to bring with him. Will you join him on his journey through the his new world.

TRIGGER WARNING: The following story includes traumatic experiences, troubled family relationships and my sick dark thoughts. Read at your own risk!





If you are reading this, you have probably ignored my warning.

My name is Kaithleen Darko and I'm 14 years old. When night falls, I philosophize about the worthlessness of life and the horrifying reality of this world. Sometimes, I don't look left and right before crossing the road and dream of the day I get run over.
I often fall in love with fictional boys, watch manga, read anime (duh) and my dream is to die of a heart attack.

I hate, HATE girls who defile their faces with hundred layers of make-up. They always want to pimp themselves up like a Barbie doll when in reality they look about as good as Donatella Versace after her thirtieth plastic surgery.
And flashy girly pink. When I see this color, I get irrationally irritated. It's the most monotonous, ugliest color.

I love deep, deep black. It mirrors my mind perfectly - dark and empty. The darkness knows me as good as no other. Sometimes I think that I'm cursed and the gods gave me a special flaw at birth.
Perhaps I am too profound, too intellectual to communicate with people less gifted than me. Maybe, because I am too smart, nobody can reach my true feelings. I don't know.

I don't look left and right as always when I cross the street. I hear cars honking, imbecilic humans. You are fools!!!!111!!!

The school seems so gray and bleak as ever, a place, a jail. Not a place where anyone could understand me. I am, as always, a loner in this world. It seems like this would never change.

I see bored faces and immediately sense the urge to cry for help because I feel caged and no one notices my anguish. I really want to get out of here before I go down under this boredom. Helppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Julius Plato S. my savior1111!!! Deliver me from this place!!!11!!

The other students don't know anything about us, not even you. Idiots. I take out my phone and the picture of a full-bearded man greets me. Julius Plato S., my teacher. The only reason why I still chill with those ugly students.

"Hey, bro. Do yo have sum fire?"
"Quiet! My heart already belongs to another one!1!", I shout filled with rage, "YEETUS THAT FEETUS!!!11!!"
"Bro, whatcha have on yo phone." Manuel ogles MY Julius Plato S. Outraged, I yeet my phone into his cake hole.
"Woooah bra, that hit like Boomer's fat burritos.", he says staring uglily and absent-mindedly at the ceiling.

"Helppp, I am being hit on!11!!1!" I punch him again.
There he is! My rescue! Julius Plato S. runs towards me.

"What are you for a cruel human being! One does not hurt innocents, Kaithleen!"
"No. This face was in need of a fist like mine for he had tainted your honor! I had no other choice."
I pick up my phone and show him the picture.
He replies with a sigh.

"Kaithleen, I am happily married, have ten kids, seven of them are over thirty, my son is in college, I am fifty years old and besides, I only like ripe 80-years old women."
"Then I'll wait till I'm 80 and marry you at the funeral."

It was too much. Manuel's advances, Julius Plato S.'s preference for 80-year olds. I broke down.

I sit on the ground and cry bitter tears. Why? Why?! I run away, no one follows me - idiots! I run across the road again without looking left or right and sadly don't get run over. Misfortune is following me.

My room is empty and cold. A Nirvana poster is hanging on the wall and on the other is XXXTentacion's.

I turn up the music so loud until it feels like my feelings are suffocated.
"Wake me up! Wake me up inside!"
My mother tears the door open. She, too, doesn't understand me. No one does. "TURN DOWN THE MUSIC!!11!"
Her grunts are like that of a pig's.

"Mom, please, at least try to understand my sorrow!"
A deluge of tears flood from my eyes. I decided to write a list of things that I hate.

My pen squeaks while I write.

Things I hate:

• My Mother

• Me :(

• Julius Plato S.'s wife

• Dumb People

• All People

• Julius Plato S.'s sons

• Cougars (Over 80)

• Being happy. This is impossible.

• Babys. They don't cry enough.

• Manuel. He hit on me.

I hide a dark secret...

When night falls, I like to run across the streets without looking left and right, hoping to be run over someday. The only driving force in my life is waiting for the day I die. I scream, but no one hears me.
Especially at school, I am constantly reminded of this bleak reality: I'm surrounded by idiots!


German to English translation and edit by Engelhardt. This book is a free-time project by Engelhardt and Ramon and is supposed to parody bad writing.

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