All characters
(except Mc his family ,cheng clan and some other people)
are owned by Thomas Astruc the macker of the show 
some elements belongs to Cartoon network

Ankama Animations
France Televisions
Frakas Productions
Pictanovo

They're will be be some alterations from the original canon so be prepared

Entertainment was 3d when it was not revealed to some groups, as they were not yet allowed for it.It was good  entertaining world.It was almost real world.But some were still in 2d world.This 2d world helped them in working also.So bifurcation of energy was obvious.
But 4d world was still not ready to come.Still peoples were imagining about how this world look like?3d was almost same as real world,also 2d for the 2ds.
2d have only 2axis and 3d have 3.But where was 4th axis.
Opinion poll was kept for peoples where would the 4th axis would be?
Many imaginary ideas came out .Some said it must be some were near 1 or 2nd or 3rd.Some said didn't knew.Some said they don't know 3rd also,they where from 2ds.😉
But still suspense was where would the 4th would be.So decision came to keep it exactly opposite to 3rd one.This would let the people to enter the real world of imaginations.
This will sound like Harry Potter film,where real magical character are seen not just by imagining but in real life.

Now those people who were not allowed here when they came they made it real, as they were having energy to make it real.They were not having what was going to happen.
The world of fantasy was going to become realistic.
Now what?
Many characters of cartoon as well fictional characters  had become real.Anyone can go out in 4d and they can experience this world.Imagine any game or movie or marvel character really in front of you and you can play with them hear them. This led the people to experience the new world of imagination.

Entering the dining hall was quite overwhelming at first but Uteu was more interested in listening to his siblings talk about their days. There was a huge painting of Grello attached to one of the walls and Uteu had to pause to look at it.

"Oh its big bro Grello!" Uteu reeled back in shock to look at Ulo who had sparkles in his eyes as he looked at the painting.

"He was taking care of you when you were sick!" Uti piped in.

"He's so nice! He gave us lots of coloring books and snacks. Oh! And told us every day how you were doing!" Ulo said, the sparkles in his eyes intensifying.

"Shouldn't you call him uncle?" Uteu asked in amusement.

"He told us not to call him uncle. Cause uncles are unreliable." They said at the same time.

Uteu quirked his head at their words but brushed it off as Grello wanting to sound younger.

They headed over to the long table and enjoyed many dishes cooked for children. Uteu felt nostalgic as he ate a bit of everything. He hasn't had food like this in a while.

He was normally the one that cooked for them. But back in the day it was their caretaker that used to make these childish dishes for them. Ulo and Uti ate happily and they continued to tell him about all the things they were able to enjoy in the mansion.

They mentioned their favorite maid, Minh and least favorite maid Lia. All the things they loved to eat and how great the food was. They always had their favorites every day but some things they didn't like would be added in sometimes.

They even mentioned how big bro Grello would ask them kindly to eat their veggies. They'd be shaped in fun shapes so they were fun to eat, even if they tasted a little icky. Their favorite maid would give them peanut butter or ranch for some of the veggies to make it taste better. Big bro Grello even mentioned how proud Uteu would be of them.

They even told him what they would usually do during the day and which maids they interacted with the most.

Uteu smiled as they rambled on and on. The familiar chatter during dinner was exactly as he remembered it. It was also just what he needed for his nerves.

Finally, a bit of normalcy without having to worry about strangers or near death experiences.

He felt grateful for his siblings and frankly, he was also grateful that they didn't remember him being stabbed. He wanted them to retain their innocence a little longer.

When they finished eating, two maids Uteu didn't know the names of, cleaned up without a word and disappeared as soon as they were done.

Uteu's face turned solemn as he looked at the twins.

"Ulo. Uti."

Catching onto his mood, they quieted down and turned to fully face him.

"What rules did big bro Grello give you?"

Uti had a finger on her chin in thought as Ulo tried to recall, "Big brother Uteu needed his rest so we couldn't go find him on our own. We had to wait for him to find us... Not to go outside the house without a maid by our side and..."

"Oh! And to let a maid know if we ever needed anything! To use this whistle if we ever need one." Continued Uti as she pulled out a white whistle from under her clothes..

"Don't open the door for anyone. Don't go with any strangers ok?  You two know about stranger danger, so I'm counting on you two to remember."

Ulo and Uti gave him a look as if to say, "Duh!"

But Uteu wouldn't let them go until they agreed.

They got up and he followed them to their room. It was a spacious and warm room with small windows that no one could climb in and out of.

Two identical beds with cartoon character themed sheets and blankets were pushed together against the wall. Small drawers on either sides of the bed were opened and clothes were messily stuffed in.

Uteu gave the twins a look and they sheepishly inched away to deal with their mess.

"I don't remember you having these before..." Uteu said as he looked at the designs of the clothing they were folding. They looked new, with a lot of their favorite characters on them.

"Big bro Grello got them for us!" The sparkles came back into Ulo's eyes as he folded quickly.

Uteu was surprised. He guessed Grello thought of everything. Now that he thought back on it. The twins didn't have that many sets of clothes when they stayed over at his place.

It wouldn't have been enough for however long they needed to stay here.

When the twins finished tidying up, he ushered them off to go brush their teeth. He honestly didn't know where their bathroom was and hoped it was nearby. The twins pulled open a door on the opposite side of the room, past a low round table with crayons and coloring books out.

He entered their bathroom with them and saw cartoon stools for them to step up to the sink to brush their teeth. Uteu heard buzzing as they used their cartoon themed cups and electrical toothbrushes and dried their faces with their cartoon themed towels. Uteu felt helpless. Their big bro Grello was spoiling them.

The two pulled their stools over for a quick shower. Uteu asked how they normally got showers. He looked at the open shower and drain and cute shower curtain. He turned the knobs and quickly got the water at a nice warm temperature.

"Minh would give us a shower. She was really gentle with our hair." Uti said as Uteu pulled out a cartoon themed tears free kid shampoo and conditioner.

Uteu hummed and had them wash their bodies as he worked a lather for their hair. He rinsed them off and they quickly grabbed their big fluffy cartoon towels and dried off. Uteu found a small hair dryer in one of the drawers by the sink and dried their hair.

"We missed you so much big brother." Uti said as she hugged him.

Uteu almost melted into the hug. He patted her hair and as he tucked them both in, they yawned.

The door creaked open and Uteu almost flinched. He quickly turned to to door, stiff. A maid with short wavy brown hair nodded politely at Uteu and pulled out a a children's book. Uteu visibly relaxed.

"Good evening, I am here to read the twins a story, unless sir would prefer to?"

Uteu almost agreed, but the twins decided for him.

"We like Minh's voice! Please read to us?"

Minh smiled and replied, "Of course little ones, I would love to read to you."

Uteu didn't have the heart to stop her and nodded in approval when she turned to him. If he didn't know enough about her from all of the twin's retelling of these past few days, he would have felt weary leaving the twins with her.

He watched as she pulled out two stuffed toys from the closet and handed them to the twins before pulling a chair over and dimming the lights. She left one bright light for herself to read.

When she softly told them a story he didn't recognize with emotions and different tones for all the characters, he suddenly had a thought.

This was similar to what a mother was like, wasn't it? He could see why they wanted Minh to stay and read them a story instead of himself.

A Chain is all that kept the Earth intact.

From a Chain to it's Links. The many connections helped to stabilize the Earth.

Uteu Drelden one day finds himself plunged head first into the many conflicts that arises when the Forging of the Chain is activated prematurely.

Now, rather than stabilizing the Earth, all the Chains were now draining the Earth of it's vitality.

Uteu must remove the many Chains to keep his family and friends safe.

However, he will slowly realize that all the connections in the world are much more complicated than he first believed.

The hell, who knew that his father was hiding so much from him... and that magic was real?!

Qin Guan started taking strong steps forward. The reporters were not satisfied with being limited to that small area by the strange regulations of the festival.
The Japanese restricted their ideas with all kinds of laws and procedures, so they had set strict rules on the schedule of the film festival as well.
The stars had to walk to the middle of the carpet according to the beat and then stop. According to the regulators, they had to smile, turn left, smile, turn right, and then move forward.
Fictional characters didn't have to follow that rule though. When Ultraman began to take his symbolic crossed-arms pose, no one came to stop him. Japan was more lenient with fictional characters than with real people.
The foreign reporters made their way over to Qin Guan and pointed their cameras at him.
"Qin Guan, look over here!"
"Qin Guan, smile!"
Even though they were occupying the fan area, the Japanese fans did not complain.
The Japanese had been focused on other people's appearance since ancient times. In such a country, Qin Guan was considered a national treasure. The fans were screaming out, ignoring the excited reporters. 
They were waving glow sticks, lamps, dolls… Anything they could find. The crowd followed Qin Guan to the middle of the carpet. Suddenly, a fat man in black walked around a corner slowly. Although he was confident about his own power, the crowd around him would make any individual feel like an ant.
He put his arms down carefully to reveal the person hiding behind his strong body.
"You!"
"Hai!"
"You protected me well, but I wasn't able to see anything."
It was an angry Japanese girl. Only Yamaguchi Tsutomu would wear a traditional kimono to such an event. 
The strong man didn't argue with her. He just bowed deeply, looking very guilty. "My bad, Miss. I'll fight over the best viewpoint for you."
"That's up to you."
"Hai!"
The big man rushed into the crowd like a bomb, forcing open a narrow path. Yamaguchi Tsutomu walked along the path at a moderate pace.
"There he is, Miss!"
They were just in time. Qin Guan was walking in the direction of the girl.
"Mr. Qin Guan!"
Qin Guan followed the sound of the voice and turned towards Yamaguchi Tsutomu.
"Yamaguchi Tsutomu?"
A soft fleck of dust flew over to him. Qin Guan caught it unconsciously.
"I will always be your fan, Qin Guan! I really like you!"
"Thanks. I like you too."
Qin Guan waved at the girl kindly and walked to the end of the carpet. The girl didn't move with the crowd.
"Shall I find you another position up front, Miss? Or would you like to know the number of his room?"
"No, that's it for today. Thank you. Let's go back now."
"Hai!"
Rich families made connections through marriage. Everybody's life was on the right track, but reality was the best stimuli. In the real world, even a really powerful man couldn't swim in shallow waters forever.
Yamaguchi Tsutomu bid her love farewell. From that day on, she would go her own way. If everything went well, the two of them would never meet again.
Qin Guan felt guilty for stealing the spotlight from a popular children's character.
Doraemon was moving after him, waving its round hands at the audience.
I should move faster. I don't want to stay here with it. 
This had to be the funniest red carpet event Qin Guan had attended. Eventually, he reached the stage at the end of the carpet and said goodbye to the cartoon characters.
The hostess was an elegant woman with a familiar voice. She didn't ask Qin Guan any awkward questions and she let him go as soon as his time was up.
When Qin Guan took his seat, Wang reminded him who she was.
"The hostess is a cartoon voice-over actress. The organizing committee is really creative!"
"Wow! That explains why her voice sounded so familiar. Which character has she dubbed?"
"Minamoto Shizuka."


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

◆◇◆◇◆◇◆
          A strange creature is floating in the colorless space. This creature has the appearance of an eyeball, but its similarity with an eyeball stops here. Most of the creature's metallic black surface is covered by glowing circuitry lines that merge into its neon blue iris, and the color of this creature's iris is the same as the color of those circuitry lines. This creature has a light yellow pupil in the center of its iris, which is blinking in a steady interval.
          At first glance, this creature seems like a nightmarish creature that comes out of a sci-fi movie, but this creature is actually the supreme being in [Fictional Realm]. This creature is called [Administrator] and its purpose is to manage the circulation of [resource] that keeps the [Fictional Realm] stable and existing indefinitely.
          [Fictional Realm] is the name of a metaphysical realm made from mankind's collective subconscious thoughts and their beliefs about fiction. It is both illusory and reality, existing as both matter and dream.
          As the manager of the [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] dwells in the centermost of this imaginary universe. Although it never left its dwelling, [Administrator] always knows what happens in [Fictional Realm] because it is omniscient. And with [Administrator]'s authority in this imaginary universe, [Administrator] is also omnipotent. Of course, [Administrator]'s power is limited to this imaginary universe alone.
          With that, [Administrator] is an existence akin to God. No... [Administrator] is the God of this imaginary universe. It is the absolute supreme being above all overpowered fictional characters that were ever being created by mankind's ideas. And despite [Administrator]'s power is absolute, it doesn't mean [Administrator] is without an equal, and truth be told, there exists a threat against its existence…
          The natural counter of [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] — created by the jaded thought and realistic outlook of mankind who was disillusioned by their harsh reality, an existence called [Oblivion] is the natural counter of [Fictional Realm]. Although they were made from the collective subconscious of mankind, which means they share a similar origin, [Oblivion] has an advantage against [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] because of its conceptual nature — [Oblivion] exists only to erase the [Fictional Realm], a nature that presented a gross disadvantage for [Administrator] and its imaginary universe that wants to preserve their existence.
          [Administrator] has tried countless attempts to fight off the advance of [Oblivion], and yet all [Administrator]'s attempts met with utter failure. [Administrator] has sent off the strongest characters — heroes, antiheroes, and villains — from each fictional world within [Fictional Realm], but those characters ended up as insignificant nuisances against the [Oblivion], which devoured them in the blink of an eye.
          Like throwing countless eggs on the boulder's hard surface, those eggs cannot harm the boulder. Maybe, the more apt metaphor is, like throwing pebbles into an ocean. And it was nothing but a waste of resources that could be used for better things.
          Although those characters were powerful, they lacked something that could affect the [Oblivion]. And that something is the [Will of Mankind] from [Reality].
          Coming to that conclusion, [Administrator] had an idea: "What if I summon someone from [Reality]?"
          Since [Fictional Realm] and [Oblivion] were made from humanity's collective subconscious, a person from [Reality] is surely the answer for [Administrator]'s dilemma. But summoning someone from [Reality] is something easier said than done! Although [Administrator] is peerless in the scope of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] is only peerless in this imaginary universe and cannot summon a person from [Reality] through conventional means that often happened in Portal Fantasy stories. As an aside, [Administrator] intimately knows the concept of Hero Summoning from many worlds within this imaginary universe. After all, all fictional ideas that were thought out by mankind existed in this imaginary universe. And 'Portal Fantasy' is a well-known genre of fiction. There are countless worlds wherein that kind of phenomenon happened.
          Be that as it may, [Administrator] can still summon someone from [Reality], but not through the conventional means that normally happened in those 'Portal Fantasy'-based worlds. Because of the nature of [Fictional Realm], [Administrator] cannot summon this person's physical body. Only this person's ego can be summoned to [Fictional Realm].
          Furthermore, summoning the ego of a person from [Reality] is an arduous and costly endeavor. [Administrator] needs to sacrifice an exorbitant amount of the [resources] generated by mankind's subconscious thoughts and beliefs. And lately, this [resource] is very scarce and enough to maintain the continuity of the [Fictional Realm] while slowing down the progress of [Oblivion].
          It is clear that [Fictional Realm] is currently in a precarious situation.
          The reason behind this [resource] deficiency is, as time progressed in [Reality], mankind collectively become stagnant and lazy because of the convenience of the modern era. They have stopped producing substantial ideas and beliefs, lacking inspiration and imagination, which are important to generate enough [resource] to sustain the [Fictional Realm]. And so, [Administrator] experienced [resource] deficiency. Still, with the mechanical precision in management, [Administrator] was able to save up the extra [resource] for an emergency. It is unclear if its savings are enough to fuel the summoning. [Administrator] has never done this, after all. There is a chance it doesn't have enough energy.
          "Regardless, I shall do it!" The desperate [Administrator] decided.
          And so, [Administrator] consumed its saved [resource] and opened a connection to the collective subconscious of mankind. And just by doing that alone has taken almost the entirety of [Administrator]'s savings, but [Administrator] soon discovers its saved [resource] isn't enough to pull someone's ego from [Reality] to the [Fictional Realm].
          "Should the energy for keeping my realm stable be used for this?" [Administrator] asked and started weighing its decision.
          If [Administrator] uses up its stored energy that must be circulated in [Fictional Realm], countless worlds will cease to exist at once. And without those worlds to slow down [Oblivion], that conceptual calamity will quickly and easily get closer to [Administrator]'s location in the centermost of the [Fictional Realm]. However, if its plan succeeds, it can stop the advance of its archenemy indefinitely.
          It is a dangerous gamble. [Oblivion] will claim it if [Administrator] makes a mistake, but it can also prolong [Fictional Realm] existence if it succeeds!
          After finding its resolve, [Administrator] discovers another problem, it can't just take anyone from [Reality]! It can't summon someone charismatic that can sway the masses, which is the kind of person [Administrator] needs the most! A person with the power to move the masses has an important connection with the collective subconscious of mankind. Someone like that has overabundant resources to fight off the [Oblivion], as well as maintaining the expenditure of [Fictional Realm]. However, that kind of person is very important in the [Reality], and [Administrator] cannot take that kind of person away from [Reality]...
          Well, truth be told, [Administrator] can summon someone like that, but it will cease to exist because of converting its existence into the required [resource] to summon such a person. In the end, [Administrator] narrowed down the list of candidates it could summon without endangering its existence...
          Somehow, all the candidates it can summon are Otaku or Weeaboo that aren't significant in [Reality]. And truth be told, [Administrator] doesn't mind that kind of people because they suit its needs. Being mindful of its expendable [resource], [Administrator] selects the candidates with the cheapest [resource] to summon them.
          From here, the candidates are Otaku and Weeaboo who don't mind getting summoned to another world — people who are delusional and dreamer — they know that being summoned to another world is something that only happens in fiction but they still wish to get the opportunity to experience that. They are people without family or significant others to tie them down in [Reality]. And they consider their life is too difficult, and they yearn to have a superpower to make their life more easy and convenient. These kinds of people are surprisingly many. And so, [Administrator] summons one randomly.
          After pulling the ego of this person, [Administrator] discovers that its connection to the subconscious of mankind has been cut off. Perhaps, it is the instinct of mankind's subconscious to protect themselves. That aside, this happening presents a bigger problem for [Administrator]. Since [Fictional Realm] was cut off from the [Reality], it wouldn't receive the [resource] to maintain the existence of [Fictional Realm]. 
          [Administrator]'s regret is bottomless, but it can do nothing about it. At least, [Administrator] has someone from [Reality] that can become a constant resource generator for [Fictional Realm]. Well, [Administrator] only grasped a lifeline here. Nevertheless, [Administrator] achieved what it sought out even though [Fictional Realm] and [Administrator] is in a pinch now.
          Putting aside its regret and other irrelevant thoughts, [Administrator] begins experimenting with this person. After some time, [Administrator]'s experiments met mixed results. [Administrator] could turn this person into the generator of [resource] to replace its cut off supply from the collective subconscious of mankind. However, the resources it gained was very limited, even below the standard of a single person's worth of resource it could gain from the collective subconscious of mankind.
          However, it couldn't be helped since this person is only a mediocre person, and this person was under outside influence to stimulate his willpower. No matter, what is important is [Administrator] has realized it could cultivate this person to produce more [resource] for [Fictional Realm].
          Other than that, [Administrator] discovered that the 'something' it needs to fight off [Oblivion] can be produced by this person. However, [Administrator] cannot reproduce this 'something' because the production of this 'something' is according to this person's desire and willpower.
          Because of that, [Administrator] is helpless. It cannot just force this person to generate this... All right, let's call this 'something' as a 'vaccine' to fight off [Oblivion]. Although it has absolute omnipotence and omniscience, its power only affects this imaginary universe, and since this person came from [Reality], he is beyond [Administrator] capability to directly exploit him.
          "Was that Mankind's Free Will? Mankind is an amazing creature." Although [Administrator] cannot directly exploit this person's will, it is still feeling amazed by this human.
          After some moments, [Administrator] puts aside its amazement to this human and focuses on the more important thing, "The best method to cultivate this person's willpower is the reward and punishment method. It can also make him cooperative, I suppose. All right, I shall prepare the tool to help this person's cultivation. First, I shall prepare a system that will help cultivate his willpower and make him cooperative to my cause..."
          There are many fictional worlds within [Fictional Realm] with the protagonist — also called the World's Chosen One or Fate's Chew Toy  —  possessing a system. Using one of those systems as the template is an easy thing to do. After tailoring a system, it is the time to pick out a world to transmigrate the ego of this person, and [Administrator] picks out a world it thinks this person will like to be in. Then, it sends the ego of this person to inhabits its new body.
          Afterward, [Administrator] only needs to wait for this person's development...

Reincarnated in the world of anime, acquiring a system, having no responsibility other than thinning out the ever-present 'monsters', getting the opportunity to become powerful and travel to other fictional worlds, and can do anything you wish... even if you want to make all pretty woman yours, conquer or destroy worlds, and other crazy stuff...

Are those things worthy of being a slave in all but name for a higher being for eternity?

Well, let's find the protagonist's thoughts about it in this story!

--------------------------------------------------

This story contains mature content (I.e. Profanity, Gore, Sexual Content, and other strong and offensive contents for some perspectives). Beware, only for eighteen and above!

--------------------------------------------------

All copyrighted materials belong to their respective owner. Isekai_Returnee just owns his original characters and the plot!

--------------------------------------------------

Minimun 2 chapters/Week

"You like that, poptart?"

A rough looking guy stood over the body of a young man beaten up and sitting, leaning against the wall of a building.

"That's what you get for getting in my way," the dude spat in the fallen boy's face before sauntering away. Once the delinquent's figure had disappeared from sight, a worried voice called out.

"Brother, you didn't need to do that!" 

A petite girl in a school uniform ran over to the near-corpse by the wall. She tried to clean up the balloon that was now her brother's face.

Ray Sung was a 16 year old boy with severe communication disorder. He rarely spoke, rarely made eye contact, and generally failed to make others understand his motives. Ray and his sister Miley just moved to this poorer district in the city, and clearly, the rougher crowd instantly gravitated towards his beautiful little sister. Wanting to protect her, Ray stood between the girl and her harasser, but failed to explain that he didn't intend to fight. His ugly face now was the result of his communication disorder.

"Ray, Ray! You shouldn't have done that. You know that I can stand up for my self! I am not a kid anymore!"

Miley knew that her brother had a good heart, but had zero self defense skills along with his negative 9836 talk no jutsu. She cared deeply for her socially stunted outcast of a brother and tried to take care of him when he wasn't aware of his surroundings. 

The sister lifted him by the armpits and dragged his dead weight back their new, run-down apartment in this unfamiliar district.
--
SHaaah- Shaah- 
Miley sprayed her brother with water from the shower head to wake him up.

"Nnhn?"

"Wash yourself up, Ray," Miley dropped the shower head and walked out of the bathroom, leaving him with instructions.

Ray picking himself up, and thought to himself, "how long have I been out for?".

"Well, you been out for approximately 43 mins and 22 seconds."

Huh? Is someone there? Perhaps Miley was talking?

"Miley? Could you repeat that?"

A voice called from beyond the bathroom door, "Ray, you haven't talked to yourself since Grade 6! Don't you start that self-talk again!"

Ray was thinking that maybe he hit his head too hard on the wall. 

"Your head is fine, although you have a cut 7 centimeters above your left ear, and swelling above your left eyebrow bone."

Ray looked around, wondering if he gained an imaginary friend.

"Look here!"

The voice clearly was not coming from his head, but somewhere in the tiny bathroom.

His eyes landed on a large bar of soap on the bathtub ledge. 

Is that..... a talking bar of soap?

"Yes, I am a soap. And you know why? Because your head didn't have enough space for the ultimate fighting system to root. Instead, I was forced to possess this bar of soap."

Ray:....

So my brain has less volume than this cartoon looking soap?

The soap bar had a face that resembled a mixture between John Cena and Bruce Lee. It had John Cena's mighty chin, and Bruce Lee's smouldering eyes. There was no other way to describe this talking bar of soap as anything other than a cartoon monstrosity.

Slippy the Soap.

"What did you just think?!"

Why not? It looked like a cartoon soap bar, almost like SpongeBob Squarepants, but uglier. Slippy is easier to remember than Ultimate Fighting System.

The system already had bad luck by picking a kid who couldn't even physically handle a system, and then ended up in a bar of soap. 

--

"Listen, kid. you were assigned as my host, so now I gotta work you up from the floppy cheese string you are into a master fighter!"

Ray thought that this was dumb. He didn't need to fight. What happened earlier was a misunderstanding anyway.

"They misunderstood you because you don't freaking talk! I only know what you're thinking because we're now synced up until the goal has been reached!" The bar of soap jumped in frenzied anger.

"Anyway, say [open menu]. I need you to see how bad your sorry state is in right now."

Ray followed the instructions, although he said the words in his head.
--
[Ray Jung]
Strength: -9836
Health: poor
Fighting Style: none
Skills: none
Luck: 5
Charisma: -176
--
"Slippy" huffed out a bubble of despair, "I've seen negative stats before, but this is ridiculous! Your negatives are in the thousands!!" He screeched a garbled squeaky toy sound.

Ray just shrugged as he peeled off his clothes and proceeded to wash the dried blood off his body, and patting himself while muttering "ouchie" every two seconds. 

Slippy observed the 17 year old's body. He was small for his age, barely 160 centimeters tall. He also had low muscle tone for his age, with poor posture. He could easily be confused for someone younger if not for the massive amount of pubes he had growing..

Growing...

... On his legs.

Ray's puberty-driven growth led him to grow massive amounts of public and leg hair to the point that he looked like he was still wearing black leggings when he stripped down. Not to mention his ass hair, ugh.

"SpongeBob, come here," Ray called.

Slippy fumed, "I'M NOT SPONGEBOB!!"

How dare his host give him such a puny name as Slippy the Soap? And now he even had the ball to call him the wrong name?! The Ultimate Fighting System is a Soap, not a Sponge!

Ray's hand swiped and grabbed Slippy before furiously rubbing Slippy between his palms to generate some scented suds. 

"Gotta use soap," Ray communicated his thoughts.

Ray started soaping up his body, but then grabbed Slippy to attempt to scrub him directly on his body.

Slippy squealed, "NOOOOOO!! NO NO NO NO NO!!"
Ray was scrubbing the soap bar through the jungle of his thick, manly ass hairs. 

--
Ray was drying himself when Slippy voiced his complaints. The soap bar looked slightly smaller than before, "You... You... How dare you..."

Slippy couldn't continue his thoughts on his abuse as a soap bar. This was his fate. He was forced to inhabit a bar of soap because his host wasn't fit enough to hold the system in himself.

"Ray, I've decided. Your first mission..." Slippy cried as much as a bar of soap could.

[Mission initiated: Go to the Gym]

--

High School guy becomes top level gang boss! After getting beat up because he was defending his little sister's honour, he gains the ability to see his stats every time he fights, and becomes able to use techniques straight from a menu system that allows him to learn skills and level up in this violent punk school life!

Updates approximately once a month.

Around year 2081 Arnold's cousins Galeem and Dharkon tried to take over Sanctuary Earth but on November 25th 2081 Arnold's cousins were killed and peace was back once again but Arnold's imaginary friends and my created family vanished away, while my deviantart friends and Arnold kept their inkling forms headed back home and kept going with their daily lives. Arnold started to feel alone due to his creations vanishing into thin air; they're gone but not forgotten. Then on January 1st 2082 I was looking my Galeemful Portable Telescope and out of the blue and saw a solar system where all characters, from tv shows, games and many more are there to stay, Arnold also saw spirits of those characters that vanished from Sanctuary Earth and it was located at a constellation called Sagittarius, my birth zodiac horoscope. The star of this unknown system was located in the middle part of the bow of the constellation.

The name of this unknown Solar System I found was named the 'Creation System' and it was 7 light years away so it was far, but when my imaginary friends and my created family left Sanctuary Earth there's one side effect that affected them, memory loss. So Arnold has unfortunately to deal with the problem because all of their memories were wiped off like a computer has completely finished rebooting itself. But Arnold is determined to retain their memories of his friends and his created family. Inklings, Octolings, Ponies, Bronies and all races alike gather round a campfire as I, Arnold II Pontilan Alviar will read a story called 'Splatful Start' the first story of my third series named 'Creation Nation.'

After the final battle against Galeem and Dharkon. Arnold save Sanctuary Earth but unfortunately his imaginary friends and his created family vanished and lost their memories with Arnold Now Arnold found the Creation System located in the constellation of Sagittarius 7 light years away and he's determined to meet them again but due to the lost of their memories Arnold will do anything to retain their friends' memories This story might contain heavy sexual content and coarse language. You have been warned

Once all the passengers boarded the plane, the seat assignments were still the same as before.
Xu Enqi, En'en, found Meng Fan as soon as she could. After she checked with her parents, she walked over to Meng Fan, winking at him. Then she asked the middle-aged woman next to him, "Auntie, can I swap seats with you?"
The woman stood up with a smile, "Of course, you can." She picked up the little girl and put her in the seat. "Here, the little princess should sit with the super hero. It's the best."
Everyone on the plane chuckled. After the traumatic event at the airport, everyone on the plane felt as close as family.
En'en's parents came over and said with some embarrassment, "Mr. M, sorry to bother you." En'en's mom reminded the girl, "If big brother is tired, don't keep harassing him, okay?"
En'en nodded adorably and waved to her parents, "Dad, mom, go back to your seats. You can't move around on the plane. Put on your seatbelt."
Then, she took out two apples from her Peppa Pig backpack, one big and one small, handing the big one to Meng Fan. "Big brother, this is for you." She made sure to lower her voice. "Your magic came from the apples."
This is probably because she saw how Meng Fan calmly ate an apple after beating all the hijackers.
Her innocent words brought a new round of laughter.
The plane took off on time. En'en talked to Meng Fan constantly, while still acting politely and speaking quietly, as if she was whispering. After they talked for a while, she took out an iPad to watch a cartoon with Meng Fan. Coincidentally, the cartoon was "Adventures in the Forest."
Meng Fan didn't know "Adventures in the Forest" had already aired. It seemed to be popular too.
"Big brother."
As they watched, En'en looked at Meng Fan and frowned. She asked, "Big brother, why does Uncle Crocodile's voice sound like yours?" 
Meng Fan laughed at the question. He voiced a lot of characters in this show, including Uncle Crocodile. He used mostly his own voice for Uncle Crocodile, so it's not surprising that En'en could recognize him. He considered and replied, "En'en, you're amazing. If you have a question, just ask."
"What? Duck Teacher?"
En'en almost yelled when she heard Meng Fan's new voice. She covered her mouth and stared at him in shock. "Big brother, do you know voice magic?"
Meng Fan was going to tell her these voices were all his, but since En'en brought up magic again, he just nodded and showed off the voices of the other characters.
"Wow, big brother is so cool!"
 En'en happily clapped. Admiration filled her gaze.
It was late. After they watched two episodes of the cartoon, En'en passed out on Meng Fan's shoulder. Without Meng Fan pressing on the "help needed" light, the flight attendant brought over two blankets. It was obvious she paid attention to them the whole time.
　　...
By now, the press conference at the airport had finished. Word of the attempted hijacking spread at the speed of light and became top news at various media outlets.
Various agencies had also gotten involved in the investigation and follow-up work, such as the Singaporean government and Interpol.
Before the news came out, there was already some speculation about the incident. Many people had noticed the irregular events at the landing area. Theories of a possible hijacking also circulated. There were also a few photos from the incident which got leaked.
The theories and photos were all leaked by the passengers. However, they weren't leaked after signing the confidentiality agreement or after the passengers were taken to the lounge, but while they took the shuttle from the landing area to the lounge.
The passengers who shared the photos didn't realize how serious the incident was, so they volunteered the leak when they signed the confidentiality agreement, hoping to avoid any responsibility.
The airport couldn't do anything about it; their efforts in confidentiality left something to be desired. At least the leaked photos didn't have frontal shots of Meng Fan. The airport could only tell the passengers to delete the photos, and to try to work better in the future.
The media outlets cooperated by not releasing related photos.
However, one photo went viral.
In the photo, a tall man squatted down to comfort a little girl. Lights in the darkness shone on their silhouettes, making their details blurry, but the scene stunning.
In addition, the publicized information from the airport did mention a man who saved himself and others, so many people knew that the tall man in the photo was that heroic passenger, while the little girl was another hostage.
With such a backstory, the photo became extra meaningful.
The photo became even more popular.
Many names were given to the photo, including "Light of Singapore,""Light of Asia,""Light of a Hero," of course, the most recognized title of the photo was "An Anonymous Hero."
Curious people always wanted more details; many people asked about and searched for this anonymous hero online.
The airport felt resigned about the public curiosity. They worked harder than ever in PR to protect Meng Fan's identity.
One famous singer, who had been kidnapped before, tweeted to her millions of fans, "Very touched about the Anonymous Hero photo, but more touched about the story behind the photo. This has to do with terrorism, however; so please, for the sake of the hero's safety, stop retweeting the photo. Leave the light in our hearts. Stop trying to speculate and search for who he is. Even if you knew his name, don't say it. He had helped to keep the airport warm. We should help protect justice."
This tweet had no photos, only words, yet it still had a lot of retweets, comments, and likes, with most people agreeing with the celebrity, and hoping for all retweeted photos to be deleted.
There were quite a few celebrities and well-known public figures among the retweeters and commenters, one of whom was the actor who played Arya Stark in "The Game of Thrones." She retweeted it with the comment, "No one!"
Asia definitely had the most discussion about this incident. People stopped guessing who the hero was but began debating which country he was from. Based on the blurry silhouette, the man was East Asian. He was either Chinese, Japanese, or Korean.
While Chinese and Japanese were still guessing, South Korea went ahead and confirmed the hero as from their country.
If Meng Fan knew this, he would be so frustrated.
If South Koreans realized who was really the hero, they would be frustrated too. After all, Meng Fan got on Hot Topics twice for beating South Koreans.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Your favorite childhood cartoon character has just come to life. However, you quickly realize the friendly character you had once loved on TV isn't so welcoming in reality.

As a child one of my most loved cartoon characters was definitely spongebob, I mean come on , who doesn't love spongebob.

He might look dumb, will he is actually is, but either way, he was always able to make me and my brother laugh some how?.

I live in a town witch is near the ocean, as a child me and my little brother always hopped to meet spongebob .

One stormy night, my parents were in a deep sleep, me and my little brother jack were still awake, counting the hours for the live stream episode of spongebob.

When the hour turned 11, the episode started, but suddenly a loud strike of lightning hit the TV.

I honestly didn't believe what happened and you won't believe it either, the weirdest thing happened, spongebob was on TV just a second ago, but after that strike of lightning he was on the floor.

I thought it might be an ordinary sponge but it wasn't, my brother got curious, so he got down from the sofa, and pinched the sponge, and it actually made a sound, I think I went crazy back then.

I told jack to stay away from it, but he refused, suddenly the sponge started moving, it stood up!!, and it actually had a pair of feet and arms too😱.

It specked, jack carried him and said: "are you by any chance SpongeBob?".

The sponge said: "hmm..that I am but who might you be young man?".

It was weird, to hear spongebob talking in a formal way isn't it?.

Any ways my brother said: "OMG, your like the real sponge bob😍, can you make a krabby patty burger?".

Spongebob replied "why should I do that?, I don't take orders from young men such as yourself, where am I by the way?".

I think my brother jack was about to cry, so I carried him, and told spongebob "if you can't make it then say so, you don't have to make a kid cry, who are you?, are you really spongebob?, the spongebob I know would never make a kid cry, if anything he would probably be playing with the kid right about now".

Sponge bob replied "I of course know how to make a krabby patty, but I do not wish to make one, and you just said that the spongebob you know.., have we ever met before young lady?".

I got confused, doesn't he know that he is a cartoon character??, so I told him "no we haven't met in person but I always watched over you".

Spongebob said: "who do you think you're talking to, humans can't stay in the water for long, so tell the truth how do you know about me?".

He was scary unlike the spongebob we know, so I told him "actually, I do know you I wasn't lying, it's just I didn't watch over you from the water,  I watched you from the TV".

He said: "wait a second, so your saying you can see what happens in the ocean just like we know what happens in the land?".

I replied to him saying "not exactly, but we do see everything you do, I never thought you were real, I thought you were just a cartoon character".

Sponge bob said: "can you show me myself?".

Jack said "sure, spongebob is a super star after all". 

So we opened the TV, but there wasn't any spongebob on the screen, instead there was a cartoon called The Patrick Star.

I never heard of this show before, but Patrick is definitely sponge bob's friend.

my brother jack was extremely shocked, so he just started crying, I wanted ask him why but I think I know the reason so I didn't dare ask.

But spongebob did, he said: "are you going to show me or not?, and why are you crying kid?".

Jack replied "I won't be able to see you anymore".

It looked like spongebob got confused so he asked "what do you mean?".

Jack said: "it looks like spongebob squarepants got erased from this world, and you will definitely die since you left the ocean, and when you die we might forget about you".

I think my brother had a point there, a world without spongebob is pretty hard to imagine.

Poor spongebob, it doesn't look like he understood anything.

But he said "can't I just go back to the ocean? everything will be solved then right ??"

I thought for a second that this sponge is way smarter than spongebob maybe the water damages his brain or something but his suggestion was definitely worth trying.

So we sneaked out of the house and went to the ocean, and we told spongebob we arrived.

Sponge bob said "thanks, I'll be sure to make a krabby patty the next time we meet ".

Jack smiles and said "I'll be waiting for you" and waived goodbye.

SpongeBob left for the ocean, and the next day we went to watch TV and sponge bob was back.

Jack was happy to see him alive, and so was I .


The end :)

It was a stormy night, me and my brother were watching Sponge bob when suddenly a lightning strike hit the TV, after that sponge bob was at our floors house what happened? Why was he there? Will he be able to to go back home??.
Read the story to find out ?

The men stared at the little boy that had stopped asking them to let him go. 


He had both his palm pressed together and tucked in between his thighs, with tears streaming down his face softly.


He was sandwiched in between the 2 guys sitting at the back and holding a gun. 


He knew that gun wasn't good. He had seen how this same black thing was fired at his driver, who was also more like his bodyguard and he died. 


He died like those characters in the cartoon he watched and will never show up again, just like the cartoon ends without those dead characters. 


He didn't want to die. 


What if he shouted and pissed them off? 


That was the reason why he kept his mouth shut right now. 


He needed to see Ethan again. His mother would be sad and grandpa would get sick. Everyone won't be happy. 


How will he escape now? 


Those thoughts ran through his tiny brain, as the car kept travelling non stop at a fast speed that could make one feel dizzy.


.....


Back at the mansion. 


"He's asleep now." Melanie, who's the twin mother said, as she stepped out of Ethan's room and looking so pale, as if she was the one who was sick. 


"You need to sleep. You don't look so good, Melanie." Maris said to her and she nodded slightly. 


Ethan's fever has finally calmed and the doctor assured them that he will be alright after waking up.


"Has he left?" Melanie asked about her husband that had tried to stay, despite having something very important to tend to, at his company. 


Maris nodded her head. 


Melanie left after, to take her bath and change into a new set of clothes before having a short nap, because the whole stuff really affected her. 



The boys were not the sickly type and it felt bizarre that someone that was playing around a few hours ago could suddenly change like that. 


Her mind has imagined different scenarios of her child eating something that he shouldn't and all, but thankfully, everything has been settled. 


He's getting better. 


She had no idea that it was just the beginning of her misery. 


Her husband, who had rushed to the office and got a few important files signed and sorted, since he just recently took over the corporation and had his plate full.


He got a call and was still running his eyes through some documents, while gesturing for his assistant to check who the caller was. 


He wouldn't have cared, if he wasn't expecting the news of his son's health condition. 


"It's an unknown number sir." The assistant informed him and he asked him to pick it. 


"Sir, it's from the police." Tony heard his assistant's words and suddenly looked up. 


"Police?" He asked, as if he heard wrong. 


"Yes sir." 


Taking the phone from him in a swift movement, as if smelling that something isn't right, he got up on his feet, "This is Tony." He said. 


"I'm sorry to inform you that your son has been kidnapped and the driver was killed at the scene. We're working on catching the culprit and would like it if you could drop by the… …"


Beep beep


"Oh my God!" He exclaimed and tears filled his eyes immediately. 


"Everything alright sir?" The assistant asked. 


"Nathan has been kidnapped. Gather all the securities and bodyguards. He must be found immediately!" He yelled, as he dropped to his knees and began typing his wife's number. 


The assistant ran out of the office with a worried expression, to get the order executed. 


Immediately the call got connected, "Honey, he's fine now. He was sleeping like an angel." He heard the happy tone of his wife and his heart shattered into a million pieces. 


He shouldn't tell this to her, but it was necessary. They need to keep Ethan from learning about it. The boys were too attached to each other and appear to be smarter than the boys of their age. 


He didn't want to lose his son by letting him mistakenly stumbled upon the news. 


"Someone kidnapped Nathan." He broke the news and there was a silence at the other end of the line. 


He told her not to panic that he would get their son back, but to make sure Ethan never heard about it. 


"What!" Melanie suddenly stopped being mute and exclaimed, before choking up in tears. 


He ended the call as her wailing got louder and the voice of Maris and Tony's father could be heard, asking what happened. 


....


While they just begun the search for the boy and Tony using his influence as a very rich man in the country to seal a few exit and make a check on vehicles at some borders, the kidnappers had already left the town with the boy. 

Join the discord: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8


He was separated from the warmth of his family, but got another source of warmth, which came with danger.

He was asked if he wished to kill or be killed and he made the choice to kill. 

He didn't want to die. His mom will be sad. He left his twin brother on a sick bed, before he was taken away.


An event which left a scar. He turned it to strength, but never got over the trauma.

He was known as Maniac. A cold blooded assassin who doesn't miss his target or blinked after putting a stop to someone's life.

.....

"Thank you, sister." He said to her, and didn't miss how her expression turned to a stiff one.

Silly girl. She was supposed to be a sisterly figure to him, yet she fell for him.

She didn't try to show it, yet not deny it when her little act of showing that she wanted to be more than a sister was caught.

She was like his shadow. A cold blooded killer, just like he was. A killing tools that's valuable to the organization and couldn't be discarded.


Her skills were top notch. Her invention could put the world into chaos if it gets into the wrong hand.

This silly girl seems determine to have him and he doesn't plan on letting that happen, but how long could he keep up with that feelings?


Read and find out. I hope you like it and do read the author review before starting this story, to know what you should expect.

imaginary cartoon characters

Re:Miraculous:Story of The EliatropicWakfu Dragon

Great entertainment.

un-Chain

Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming

Eternal Guardian Odyssey

Charging Ahead: Gangster system

Splatful Start

My Extraordinary Achievements

Sponge Bob came to life

Assassin Love: Maniac Is Mine

People search imaginary cartoon characters also like: