MC is a chuunibyou and wants to become the greatest superhero. He makes a quite a name for himself but in search for greatest superpower goes to the Himalayas and meditate on a lone peak for years, at the end of the day he achieves something that he even can't explain and then jumps into the boiling lava. He also gets reincarnated into another world where cultivators and magicians go hand in hand.

it is a story about a boy whose name is Rathin Debbarma ....
he is a Indian superhero ....
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I wake up the next morning and I am hungry so I try to call my mother, but all I can do is cry. 
10 minutes later I am fed and happy and left on my own for now. 
My dad came by and said that he got to go to work. He is working as a hit wizard, which should be identical to a special agent. Mom is a Healer but she stays at home with my grandparents for now.

I try to meditate and it takes two minutes to get into my library. I want to have the ideal growth for my magic and body so I search for books that describe the best way and age to start working on my magic. God was generous and put a search function on my library, which means I just have to think about a subject area or a title or an author and a shelf with books to it appears. Very handy. 

First I search for books about magic for children at a young age. After reading for some days I found that most books say that children shouldn't be using magic before the age of three because my body and magic are still harmonizing here and it´s complete to 100% on my third birthday. Some children need more time some less but that is uncommon. When I read this I was a bit disappointed because I still couldn't practice magic for three years now.

So I did a little digging and reading in my library. After one and a half years I found an interesting idea, if I let my body flow with magic on my birthdays exactly at my birth time, this should help with magic without a magic wand and make me some Immun to magic, it should be forgotten because if not everybody would be doing this. Unfortunately, this is only possible five times and only on the third, seventh, eleventh, thirteenth and seventeenth birthdays, after that my body should conduct magic better, like some metals conduct electricity better than others. The protection from spells will unfortunately not become thick, because only weak spells can be fended off and/or resisted. So this will only be used to look cool. I am also looking into rituals but most of them are for my eleventh birthday and after. 

So my parents are miraculously still alive and working. Although they don't have to do so, as I could deduce from our environment, we have more than enough money, so they probably do for contact with other people and to build connections. I have decided to ask my parents about my time of birth, but this is difficult because I cannot talk perfectly yet. But since most toddlers with 2.5 to 3 can already halfway communicate their thoughts, I think that with my previous experience I will have this body a little further. I am also studying magic and how to use it because the first time I have to use it will be on my third birthday and I can´t use it before. 

The rest of my time I try to be a normal baby but that doesn´t prove to be difficult because I am curious about everything around me like every other toddler. Last week my parents went to Lyall Lupin and Hope Howells wedding, at first, I was surprised that my parents would go to their wedding but apparently, they were classmates. Nothing big happened the rest of the year except for the birth of Sirius on November third. 

Time flys by and more Characters from Harry Potter were born including Snape, Lilly, Lupin, and James. But that isn´t interesting to me for now. 

The last days before my 3rd birthday I was together with my gran Josi as I´ve come to call her, she gives me everything I want and I always have something to eat because being in the library takes a toll on my young body. I could weasel my birthtime out of my grandmother, I was born 8 pm, with that I was set. 
We take a walk through our villa. My grandparents live with us in this huge villa. We have 2 ley lines under our property, 2 less than under Hogwarts, but only five of us live here. We still have hundreds of bedrooms and dozens of work areas, my family has always been busy with runes and potions. Our library is huge, but I will probably only visit it as a cover since I own my own complete library. 

It´s my third birthday and my parents have invited some political friends who have kids themself from all sides dark, light, grey and Albus Dumbledore is there as well, maybe he´s trying to get some families on the light side or just looking at potential students who know what he is thinking. Armando Dippet is there as well, not much was said about him in the books but he looks kind but stern and powerful. I think there are only 5 years till he gives up the headship of Hogwarts in favor of Dumbles.

Enough political mingling of toddlers, it's 8 pm and I'm just using my magic for the first time, it feels a little warm throughout my body and I light up slightly. Nothing else happens but I think that I have come now more in tune with the world.
 I try to use my magic now so I hold out my finger and whisper Lumos, my finger lights up but I can tell that it costs me a lot of ´magical power´ I can only cast it three times. I like to think, that me using my magic at exactly my birthtime has helped me feel my magic better and having started to turn my body in a wand(even if it won´t be as quick and powerful). 
 But reading so many books about magic I know that magic is like a muscle you work it and it grows, even in old age, but the more magic you have the slower it grows and the harder it is to empty it out. After emptying my magic out I fall asleep.

A rich middle aged man who is experiments with everything he gets his hands on. One experiment fails and he dies. He meets God and chooses to be reborn in the Harry Potter world. A new life with a million more experiments an a new force to master. With some advantages he starts his next adventure.

Near 12 o'clock in the evening, Lin Rui is lying in bed quietly. Tom and Peter have long left, and his parents have fallen asleep next door. Today his 16-year-old birthday is perfect. However, there has been little progress in what Lin Rui has been planning.

"Hey! How can it develop to this point? 50,000 points of reward points and friendship, I should not hesitate to choose reward points!" Both hands grabbed two times on the head, and scrambled the earliest carefully prepared hairstyles. Lin Rui is helpless.


On the night of Lin Rui's birthday, Lin Rui was able to introduce Ge Wen to Peter and Harry smoothly, but there was no further action behind him. On the body, Peter could clearly feel the love of Gwen at first sight, and Harry seemed to appreciate Gwen. If Lin Rui is doing something in it, a dog's blood triangle love may really be staged. But Lin Rui didn't, he didn't do anything. He couldn't hold Peter in their hands and they gave them a birthday gift for themselves. He couldn't do it.

"Drip ~ Drip ~" Just when Lin Rui was in the dark and the ceiling, suddenly there was a ringtone similar to the alarm clock in his mind.

"At the last minute of the day, the system's carefully prepared spree has been sent, remember to check it out!" Then the drip sound is the system's little excitement, which is very unusual.

"What big gift! The previous birthday doesn't see you give me a good gift. It's better to send me reward points directly!" Lin Rui, who was upset, was not angry with the system and complained about the system. He is now working for I can't bear to worry about completing the task.

"Do you really want to see it? This is an adult gift package! Guarantee that you will like it!" Seeing Lin Rui did not have any mood to see the gift package he sent, the system went on.

"Well, I will take a look. However, if you hang me, I won't accept it!" Anyway, it is also a birthday gift for the system. Lin Rui still decided to take a look.

Close your eyes, Lin Rui's thoughts instantly sink into his mind. Then he saw that there were two golden boxes inside the "head" and it was really a big gift bag.

"Big Gift 1: Choose the path of super villain and get a copy of the villain package."


"Big Gift 2: Choose the path of superheroes and get a copy of the hero package."

Looking at the big gift box floating on both sides of the "head", Lin Rui silently read the two lines of small characters flashing above.

"What does this mean? System, what is the path of super villains? What is the path of superheroes?" Lin Rui, who looked at the two big packages, was directly asked.

"Dangdang Dangdang! This is the adult rite that I have carefully prepared for you! From now on, you have a clear goal, to become a super villain who can't do evil everywhere, or to become a super-hearted justice Hero! Make your choice!" In the middle of the two gift boxes, the system turned into a petite Loli shouted to Lin Rui.

"You! You! How are you like this!" Lin Rui, who saw the system illusion for the first time, did not care about it or her words, but instead pointed at it/she shouted in surprise. He listened to the sound of the system for more than ten years. Although he could not hear men and women, it would not be such a cute Loli!

"Well? Don't you like it? This is what I realized according to your subconscious mind, the most acceptable image of you!" The Loli opened again, and this time the sound became soft.

"Ah! You don't want this! Hurry up and go back!" Lin Rui, who was peeped into the heart of the system, was very embarrassed and hurriedly shouted.

"Well, since you don't like it..." As he said, Loli once again turned into a white light and floated between the two big gift boxes.

"Call! This is really much better! Right, what did you say? Become a super villain or become a superhero? What is this?" Lin Rui, who is used to the usual system, returned to God and asked again.


"This is a mandatory task that will only be opened when the adult is in adulthood. It becomes a super villain or a superhero in the world. As a host you cannot refuse this task, you can only choose one of them." The system then explained.

"Mandatory task?! System you are joking! Since you appeared, I have never seen you published such a serious task!" Opened the two painful choices, Lin Rui thought the system was playing himself. In the past ten years, the system has never forced yourself to ask for anything. Use up to some bonus points to seduce yourself, like this mandatory task Lin Rui never thought about.

"I can't help it. It's mandatory. It's not only for you, but for me. If you don't choose, then I have to..."

"What's the best?!" Lin Rui quickly asked to hear the change in system tone.

"How else? If you don't exist, then it doesn't make sense to choose not to choose." The system replied faintly.

Hey! ~

When I heard the answer from the system, Lin Rui only felt a roar in his head. does not exist! Then it is not dead! No, maybe it's more horrible than death! This is the first time the system has released an unacceptable consequence of the death task. Lin Rui is not good at all.

"So, you are..."

"I choose! I choose!" Just as the system opened again, Lin Rui shouted loudly, for fear that his answer would be destroyed by humanity when he was late.

"Well, don't worry so much, I know you will choose. But, which one do you want to choose? Super villain? Or superhero?" It seems that I didn't see Lin Rui's worry at all, the system is still so heartless. Asked.

"Since I have to choose, then of course I choose a superhero, who would want to be a super villain. In this world of Marvel, the villains are also very powerful, but in the end they are not crushed by various protagonists. "Without the threat of death, Lin Rui decisively wants to choose the route of the superhero. Which normal person has no dream of a superhero?"

"Well, you are right. But don't forget, when the villains are always much easier than being a hero. And, if I am there, you don't have to worry about the protagonist's aura to suppress you. Because, you are yourself. The protagonist!" See Lin Rui wants to choose the superhero route, but the system said so many words.

"Yes? Is there a final victory in the world?" Lin Rui believes in the system, but the villains feel that they will lose.

"This still depends on you personally, I will only provide you with some necessary help. But I still want to remind you that the super villain can grow much faster than the superhero, because the villain can be unscrupulous. Superheroes can't use many methods because of their own requirements, so they grow slowly." When it comes to this, the system tone seems to have become more serious, and I don't know why he said so.

"This way..." Lin Rui's thoughts were shaken when he heard the introduction of the system.

Inverse ~ Super villain ~

Recalling the superhero movies that I have seen in my life, the protagonists inside seem to be stinking. If you can... punch Iron Man! Foot on the Hulk! Slap a hand and slap the hammer of the thunder! Think about it so cool!

"Hey~" I thought about it, Lin Rui unexpectedly laughed out.

"How? Is it very cool?" It is obvious that Lin Rui is thinking about what the system tone has changed back to the beginning of the plain, slow and drifting to ask Lin Rui.

"Yes... Hey! Ah! Nothing!" For a moment, he quickly agreed, and Lin Rui quickly denied it.

"Well, I have explained it to you very clearly. Now it is time for you to make a choice." No more reluctance with Lin Rui, the system once again stressed that Lin Rui wants to make the next choice.

"OK~ If this is the case... then I will choose ~ choose..." The eyes glanced back and forth in front of the two big gift boxes, and Lin Rui hesitated.

"I choose... superhero!" Finally, Lin Rui still wants to be a superhero, not a super villain on a superhero.

Even Lin Rui, who ruined the relationship between Peter and Harry, did not have the heart to do it. Lin Rui did not think he had the potential to become a super villain. Although the system is very good, he still wants to be a good person. What is the villain is really not suitable for him.

"Hey! The host has chosen the path of superheroes, so I wish you could grow into a great superhero!"

"Below! Get your hero package!" After Lin Rui shouted his choice, the system's voice suddenly became high, and at the same time it exploded into a fireworks in his mind. The two gift packages in front of Lin Rui, after he made the choice, the package that represents the super villain slowly disappeared. Lin Rui originally wanted to see what was there.

Following the instructions of the system sound, Lin Rui went to the front that represented the superhero package, then extended his hand to the bag.

Hey~

A smug white light was shot from the package, and the half-man high gift bag was instantly opened, and the light shone with Lin Rui's entire mind.

Huh~

The white light faded, and Lin Rui also saw the two items that floated out of the package. It was the appearance of two books.


"Intermediate fighting essentials!"

"Primary insight!"

See the dark gold characters on the two books  Lin Rui excitedly shouted out. The intermediate fighting essentials, look at the name is an upgraded version of the primary fighting essentials. Before Lin Rui had a certain self-protection ability in the Marvel world and the tasks that were issued from time to time when he completed the system, he had spent 50 points in the system store to buy the primary fighting essentials. The mid-level fighting essentials in this package really made him very happy. After all, this requires 150 points in the system store to buy.

Another primary insight, Lin Rui, also knows that it is a technique that can improve one's ability to perceive. Although it is only junior, it is also very much needed by Lin Rui. It is also worth a hundred points in the system store.

"System, this time you are really generous! I even sent me a reward of two hundred and five reward points!" To collect the two books, Lin Rui asked the system, and did not feel that he had just said it. There is a problem with the numbers.

"Because, then you already have the main line mission! Become a superhero, you won't forget it so soon?" The white light representing the system jumped on the gift bag and swayed to answer Lin Rui's words.

"Main line task... What does this mean?" Lin Rui, who was excited about receiving good things, suddenly had a bad premonition and asked carefully.

"Ha ha! The superhero main line mission has been opened! The turbulent streets of New York need different guardians. The first step to becoming a superhero: to attack the criminal gangs in the streets and lanes, to become a small and famous street hero! Mission completion degree 0 /100. Now the newbie task of the Superhero Road is released: solve five street villains in one night. To become a superhero, go to the streets!"

"This pitted main line mission!!"

After an accidental electric shock, Jackson traversed into a parallel world filled with supreme beings—beings whose might and strength could hold the skies on their shoulder.

At first, Jackson preconceived the idea that he’d only traversed on the other side of the world, the United States, until that is various peculiarities popped up.

While watching the news channel, Jackson wondered whose the big green guy jumping up and down the buildings of New York without care.

Who is that bodybuilder statue donned in a red-blue uniform standing tall and proud in the Memorial Hall?

And who is that man flying the skies with a big hammer calling himself a God?

Jackson wondered if he should advise his parents to move away from New York.

But after a moment of thought, Jackson pulled out his mobile phone and dialed a number. “Mr. Stark, for the safety of mankind, I think it’s necessary to discuss the developments of technology and advanced armors with you.”

This is the story of a young man living in the world of Marvel who only wished to live a quiet and stable life but as fate would have it, fate had other plans for him.

(Note : this not my novel I don't own any character in marvel. hope u all  like this fan-fic)

[For walking 4 km, the reward isn't low. It is not the System's fault that you encountered so many difficulties]
'I guess so.' Darren replied dejectedly. Although it probably was the System's fault for everything happening, just walking 4 km shouldn't be hard. The question is, how much were copper coins even worth? For all he knew, they could be worthless. In response to that question, the System replied:
[1 Copper coin and 50 Stone coins are enough to stay a night in a decent inn. Food is generally around half a Copper coin for a meal.]
'Stone coin?'
[There are different types of coin. Each higher type is worth 100 of the previous type. The order is:
Wood coin -> Stone coin -> Copper coin -> Bronze coin -> Silver coin -> Gold coin -> Platinum coin -> Diamond coin -> Dragon coin]
'That seems a bit much. Can't they settle on 3-4 different types like everyone else?'
['Everyone else' has even more confusing systems. And they have so many different types because it is easier than referring to large sums of money in billions of coins, and small sums of money in 0.01s of a coin]
'Fine.' Darren decided to give up; as usual, it was no use arguing with the System.
'Any quests for me?' He asked sarcastically, not expecting for the System to have a quest for him (completely ignoring all he had learnt).
[Yes, I'll display it now]
.....
Quest: Obtaining knowledge
Description:
Knowledge is not power, but it is extremely useful nonetheless. Go to a library and read this list of books (attached)

Success condition: Having read all 10 books
Reward: System information storage space
Failure condition: Being banned from the library
Punishment: Death

Progress: 0/10 books read
.....
Darren wanted to cry. Why was being banned from a library enough to have the System kill him? There was probably a good reason, knowing the System, but it is still upsetting. With no apparent choice, if he wanted to get anywhere, he decided to look at the list of books.
.....
Booklist:
Basic magical symbols
Spells for idiots
The basics of magic
History for toddlers
A complete magical history
Elemental conjectures
Magical theorems
How to learn basic mana control
The rules of magic
.....
Darren couldn't tell if the System was picking those books just to be annoying or not. It was definitely patronising, but given that he had no idea how magic works, that may be justified. Of course, to read any of these books he had to go to a library.
'Any directions, System?'
[No, I am still not a SatNav]
He was pretty sure that the System had a SatNav, but he decided not to continue with that argument after being given a quest to read some books for children a minute ago.
Darren walked down the busy street until he eventually found a library.
'Very convenient, just being here when I wanted it.' Thought Darren, before going to walk in. Unfortunately, he saw a sign saying that there was a 100 copper coin entrance fee, which made him immediately suspicious of the System again. After all, why would it give him such a large sum of money if it wasn't going to take it away from him the next second? He reluctantly paid all his money and entered the extremely expensive and extravagant library... Or not extravagant, as Darren soon discovered. It was very simple, just having rows of books. There was almost no decoration and the little decoration that it did have was in a state of disrepair.
'What are they doing with so much money?' Asked Darren in his head, although he suspected he knew the answer: the owners were just paying almost all of the money into their pockets. And it seemed that he was not the only one who had that thought or at least nobody else was stupid enough to pay 1 bronze coin to enter a library, as it was almost deserted, with only him and a couple of other people in the whole library. Given that one of those people worked there, that meant that there were very few people actually reading books.
Darren went to an index book and looked for one of the books on his list. He decided that knowing the rules of magic would probably be beneficial considering that otherwise, he won't know how things actually work and might try something impossible, at least at his current power. He found out there the book was quickly and walked over to it before picking it up and starting to read.

21-year-old Darren Coates is going to work, at least until he is magically picked up and dropped in the middle of a field in another universe for no obvious reason.
Now, instead of worrying about mundane things, like money and work, Darren has to worry about being killed by any of the thousands of kingdoms warring constantly, or being eaten by any of the millions of beasts and even carnivorous plants, or being hunted by a mysterious organisation that seems to be the only one who knows anything.
All while finding out why he was brought there, by whom, and who else came with him, of course with the 'help' of an even more mysterious system in his head.

There's a saying—if one doesn't enjoy being delusional once, they would've lived their youth in vain.
Everyone would have more or less experienced that phase. It was simply that some had openly displayed it while others hid it deep within their hearts. This was also the difference between being an extrovert and an introvert.
As Song Shuhang was lacking in youthful vigor, that period came rapidly and left even more quickly for him.
Therefore, during their second grade of junior high school, the boys surrounding him were all stuck within their wuxia, superhero, and celestial immortal dreams and executing their eighteen subduing dragon palm or superhero transformations. However, Song Shuhang had long lost interest in these and neither did he hold any hopes for such.
The laws of physics in this world were so very accurate. It was basically an impossible task for humans to think of jumping three stories high, launching a golden dragon out of their hands, or being able to fly while wearing their underpants outside!
However, he still loved Xianxia novels, superhero movies, and such. Perhaps deep within his heart, he was still craving for a superhero, an alien, or an immortal to appear before him one day?
Despite knowing it was impossible, he was still somewhat looking forward to it. Perhaps this was a gift that humans had?
Song Shuhang laughed while closing the chat window. Nonetheless, he did not leave the group.
He felt that the members of Nine Provinces Group were all interesting, with the chat logs that would make one feel embarrassed if exposed. From the perspective of a spectator, it was surprisingly interesting—therefore, before the admin had removed him, he decided to lurk around and look at various amusing chat logs to pass some time.
On the computer screen, the movie was still playing. It seemed like a horror film, with all kinds of scenarios constantly appearing. This movie was the greatest work of the genius thriller film director and hearsay was that many middle-aged men were all scared till they cried. There were many people who revealed that they were so scared that they couldn't head to the washroom alone after watching it.
Unfortunately, Song Shuhang ultimately did not feel frightened and instead rewinded the progress bar to the start before he had yawned again and his sitting posture slowly transitioned to a reclined posture as he felt his eyelids getting heavier...
If that genius thriller director knew his movie only had such effect on him, he would probably cry?
Muddle-headed, Song Shuhang had a dream.
It was an extremely pleasurable and beautiful dream. With celestials, superheroes, and all kinds of mystical lands.
Having free and unfettered long life, the ability to transform nature, relying on a sword while traversing the world. Since ancient times, how many people had such dreams? Merely due to the increase of one's age, the reality had shattered dreams and people could only hide their dreams deep within their hearts and not think about them.
A dream would ultimately only be a dream.
Next day, May 21st, Tuesday, 1 AM.
Within the group chat, the admin True Monarch Yellow Mountain had finally appeared online.
The moment he came, Northern River's Loose Cultivator emerged and questioned, "True Monarch, who is that 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' you'd added yesterday? Which sect does he come from?"
"The newcomer yesterday? Haven't you communicated with her? She's the daughter of an old friend of mine, born in this era. It seems as if her aptitude is excellent, she's in Third Stage Acquired Realm and will be advancing to Fourth Stage Innate Realm soon. At such a young age, she's really outstanding!" True Monarch Yellow Mountain replied while laughing out loud.
Born this era… shouldn't she be below forty years old? Being in Third Stage Acquired Realm at this age would indeed be the sign of a genius. Northern River's Loose Cultivator silently nodded. However, the counterpart's dao name is strange, Stressed by a Mountain of Books doesn't seem like a dao name.
While Northern River's Loose Cultivator was still thinking, True Monarch Yellow Mountain suddenly said, "Eh? My old friend's daughter dao name isn't called Stressed by a Mountain of Books! Wait, what the heck is this Stressed by a Mountain of Books?"
"..." True Monarch Yellow Mountain was embarrassed.
It wasn't a random guy, it was probably the person True Monarch Yellow Mountain invited yesterday.
He tried inquiring, "True Monarch, could it be that you've added the wrong person?"
"Let me check it out."
A moment later.
True Monarch Yellow Mountain send a string of within the group. "To think that I've really added a wrong person. There's only a slight difference between their account numbers—I had accidentally keyed in 9 instead of 8… to think I would make such a big mistake."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator chucked. "I thought so too, regardless of how well one integrated into the modern times, no one would use 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' as their dao name."
True Monarch Yellow Mountain continuously sent a bunch of .
Afterwards, he hastily added his good friend's daughter to the group.
Group Notification: 'Spirit Butterfly Island's Soft Feather' has been added to Nine Provinces Number One Group
The name just now was conforming to the image of Nine Provinces One Group, with rich Xianxia aura assaulting one's senses. The dao name 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books' was definitely something strange in comparison to it.
Upon an addition of a newcomer, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber immediately appeared. "Oh! The new friend is a fairy? Show us your photo and announce your three sizes! If you're pretty, should we date?
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber had long been lurking—although he was no better than a goldfish species, ultimately his memories had lasted more than 3 seconds. After being reminded yesterday, in order to prevent offending a big senior, he was carefully lurking around while observing the situation today.
Seeing how True Monarch Yellow Mountain mentioned the newcomer was the daughter of his good friend and her cultivation was in Third Stage Acquired Realm, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber relaxed. It wasn't a 'senior' level figure, so he could tease her until he was satisfied.
Rarely would they have newcomers in this group, so he has been restraining himself for quite a long time.
Once Thrice Reckless had opened his mouth, True Monarch Yellow Mountain's face instantly blackened.
"..." Spirit Butterfly Island's Soft Feather entered a string of full stops. Then, a serene answer followed, "As the time is late, this old man's daughter has started her meditation according to schedule. Her account is currently used by this old man while waiting for fellow daoist Yellow Mountain to add me into the group… cough... I've long heard of Nine Provinces Number One Group's distinguished and accomplished, with the gift of gab, fellow daoist Thrice Reckless. Nothing beats knowing you personally compared to the rumors. Fellow Daoist Thrice Reckless, this old man admires you and wishes to invite you for a drink sometime soon."
Thrice Reckless Mad Saber instantly felt very awkward. Meeting the girl's father while teasing the girl—there was nothing more embarrassing in this world. He was totally wishing to find a hole and squeeze inside it.
Luckily, this senior seemingly had an amiable personality while brushing it off with a few words.
Subsequently, this senior greeted other currently online members within the group while requesting them to take good care of his daughter in near future. After that, he went offline.
Seeing the departure of the senior, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber released a sigh of relief while happily typing, "Luckily, this senior seem like someone who can take a joke. Perhaps, when the opportunity arises, I will even be able to chat with Soft Feather personally."
True Monarch Yellow Mountain: "..."
Northern River's Loose Cultivator: "..."
The hard-to-come-by Medicine Master whose words were as rare as gold and who rarely spoke had once again emerged. This time, he had even typed out four words, "Pray for your fortune."
"?" Thrice Reckless was puzzled
Clearly, Medicine Master whose words were as rare as gold would not explain any further.
"Look at the prefix of the new member's dao name," Northern River's Loose Cultivator hinted. One wouldn't die without being reckless, why was Brother Thrice Reckless unable to understand this?
"Prefix? Spirit Butterfly Island?" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber seemed to have yet to come around.
"Yes! Spirit Butterfly Island! Additionally, he is a senior, haven't you managed to think of anyone yet?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator hinted once more.
After a long time, Thrice Reckless Mad Saber suddenly came to realization and sent a whole chunk of within the group. "It's that Venerable Spirit Butterfly that fusses over every single detail?"
Venerable Spirit Butterfly was a formidable senior. He was good in every aspect, being upright and righteous… it was just that he liked to fuss over every trivial matter and could be considered to have reached great heights on the dao of being fussy. Others were just finicky but he was the extreme type that fussed over every small detail!
Northern River's Loose Cultivator was so angry that his mouth twitched. "That wasn't what I had reminded you about!"
True Monarch Yellow Mountain sighed as he couldn't continue looking at it. "Thrice Reckless, my old friend had only minimized the chat, he hasn't gone offline."
That is to say… the chat logs might have been seen.
No, would definitely be seen!
True Monarch Yellow Mountain couldn't continue watching how Thrice Reckless continued to be reckless, after all, he was the junior of his chat group.
"Oh damn, I'm dead," Thrice Reckless Mad Saber seemed to have seen his near future whereby Spirit Butterfly Venerable came to pay him a visit, and the oppressive scene that would befall him. The rims of his eyes moistened, it seemed as if he had offended an even more troublesome big senior than usual this time?
Thrice Reckless suddenly released a miserable shriek. "True Monarch, please help me plea for leniency!"
True Monarch Yellow Mountain gave him a 🥱 emoji in reply.
No one in the group would continue paying attention to Thrice Reckless's dog-like wailing and they unperturbedly diverted the discussion to a new topic.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator asked within the group. "True Monarch, what about Stressed by a Mountain of Books?
Su Clan's Seven questioned, "Are we going to kick him? After all, he's just an ordinary person and isn't really suited to participate in our conversations.
"Sigh, since it's a mistake on my part, it can be counted as an affinity between us. Let esteemed me do a divination to see how I should handle this," True Monarch Yellow Mountain replied—it was him who suddenly added the other party into the group; wouldn't it make him lose face to suddenly kick that guy out?
He should at least do a divination as a front while using it as an excuse to kick him out.
Firstly, it would make him seem magnanimous.
Secondly, he was suddenly interested in learning divination since a while ago and his hands were itchy to try it out after learning for a few months. Regardless of what he did, he would make a divination beforehand.
After speaking, he used a Tang Poetry book as reference and used his hands to turn it over while executing a secret method of divination. An unfathomable energy extracted a verse out while forming a trigram.
The divination this time was super smooth. Ever since True Monarch Yellow Mountain had self-learnt the divination skills, it was the first time he had ever felt like that!
He looked at the divinatory results happily.
Afterwards...
True Monarch Yellow Mountain's face became tranquil.
Then, his face turned ugly.
For now, let's look at the results: In heaven as two birds flying together, On earth as two trees with branches interlocked forever.
If he recalled correctly, this verse was written by Bai Juyi, a Tang dynasty poet. This verse was a true classic and was subsequently used to describe love?
Suddenly, True Monarch Yellow Mountain did not feel good.
Two birds flying together my a*ss, two trees with branches interlocked forever my a*ss! To still be willing to be like two trees that grow together as one, this lord would rather hang himself!
Unless he, as the majestic True Monarch Yellow Mountain, had to act out an earth-shattering love of life and death with the male 'Stressed by a Mountain of Books'? This unconsciously made him think of homosexuals during the China Warring States period—he instantly felt like he had swallowed a cockroach and was extremely disgusted.
'This must be due to this lord's divination skills being lacking. After all, I had only studied for a month… therefore, I should try again! Yes, it must be due to this!' True Monarch Yellow Mountain once again executed a secret method of divination and the unfathomable power once again flipped the Tang Poetry book.
Another verse was extracted.
The divination execution was extremely smooth and had boosted True Monarch Yellow Mountain morale. It will definitely be right this time!
He then looked at the divinatory results.
Afterwards…
True Monarch Yellow Mountain paled.
The result of the divination: If love between both sides can last for aye,Why need they stay together night and day?
Night your grandfather! This lord doesn't believe in it! True Monarch Yellow Mountain once again started another divination.
The feeling this time was even better and even True Monarch Yellow Mountain felt that his own divination skills has reached great heights at this moment!
It will definitely hit the mark!
He lowered his head to look at the divinatory results. Turning back suddenly to find that your fated person has always been standing there, by the waning lights.
"..."
"Deep breaths, deep breaths." True Monarch Yellow Mountain calmly and collectedly closed the Tang Poetry book and dejectedly looked towards the sky at a 45-degree angle—it really felt melancholic!
Afterwards, he calmly tore the hardcover version of Tang Poetry while nodding his head, "This lord does not have talent for divination and naturally isn't suited to be a divination master. Therefore, the divinatory results calculated by me must definitely be erroneous!"
He threw the shredded Tang Poetry on one side and secretly vowed within his heart to never attempt divination again!
After throwing the pieces of shredded hardcover Tang Poetry book, True Monarch Yellow Mountain typed into the group chat. "We shall leave Stressed by a Mountain of Books be for now… this lord has done a divination earlier on and found that he has affinity with me and adding him into the group wasn't by chance, but was inevitable instead! Whatever happens in the future shall depend on his own luck."
True Monarch muddled through using some divination vocabulary; regarding the divinatory results, he would definitely not reveal anything even if he was beaten to death!
Motherf*cker, even if there's fate, it must definitely be an ill-fated relationship!
"Then let's leave it for now, I reckon that he would probably leave the group in the near future. Speaking about it, True Monarch, what were the divinatory results?" Northern River's Loose Cultivator heard that True Monarch was learning divination, therefore he was curious what this senior had calculated.
"..."
True Monarch Yellow Mountain: "Oh right, I have something urgent so I'll leave first, you guys continue chatting."
After saying that, he rapidly went offline, leaving a puzzled Northern River's Loose Cultivator without an answer.


One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. Even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.
However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed... 

"Kip?!"

"Kip wake the hell up!"

Two eyes were pried open as a pool of drool furthered his realization he fell asleep in Hero History Class.

Kip hesitated before lifting his head,
"Yes Mr. Reed?"

The white bald head of Mr. Reed glistened from the sunshine pouring in, "When and where was the first Villain attack of the Super age."

Kip tilted his head as he saw the class shift toward him. He quickly wiped away the saliva and spoke, "The First Villain attack of the Super Age took place in New Chicago during 2050."

Mr. Reed pressed on,
"And what was the name of the Villain?"

Kip scratched his neck as he sifted through his mind built up by comic books and personal journals. 

"Her name was Unleash: The Undead Villain." 
A confident grin and perfect white teeth aimed at Mr. Reed, a complacent look on his aging face.

"Very well, no lunch detention today. Just do not fall asleep in my class again Mr. Dagger, or I won't even quiz you next time."

Kip nodded annoyingly as he turned back to his textbook. 

"You got lucky on that one, I'm not counting it." A brown skinned boy with wild curls leaned to his side.

Kip rolled his eyes,
"You never said I couldn't fall asleep in Hero History, that is a tally on my side."

The brown haired kid was Marcus, Kip's closest and only friend. They were currently hosting a competition to see how many times Kip could get away with snoozing off in class, currently he was at five out of six. 

A playful smirk crept onto Marcus's face, 
"I'm calling draws on that one."

Kip shrugged his shoulders,
"Go ahead and call draws, I'm still gonna beat you."

Marcus bit his lip, "calling draws" is when they had a competition and the outcome was very unfair so they made it were no side got a point. Marcus usually was the one to do so. 

"Whatever," he muttered as he turned back toward the front of the class. Kip leaned over to get one last jab, "That's what I thought."

Marcus rolled his eyes before focusing back on the text book. The blonde haired boy smiled as he saw his closest friend grovel in defeat, groveling just being him paying attention for once. 

After cleaning his awkwardly wet desk, he took a gander at the view outside. A couple of students in maroon track suits jogging along as a instructor held a clipboard. He frowned as he realized he would be doing that next period. 

Living in a superhuman world was way more relaxed than what Kip had come to understand. A couple decades ago, entire cities were being threatened and their was always a hot new superhero who was topping the popularity charts. Hostages were taken and saved with heroism, something that was smiled upon during such a time. All became peaceful as more and more people started to become superheroes, fighting crime their only occupation. And in this great burst of national justice, any spry energetic villains would be captured as soon as they appeared. The point of heroes quickly loosing their only payment. 

In the recent years, only the top ten heroes stayed active. A lot dropping out once the villains' activities became a lull. Sadly enough, Kip always wanted to become a professional superhero but being born in such a peaceful time was a curse. He would never truly be able to live out his dreams but would instead follow in his fathers footsteps, being an architect. Kip shivered at the thought. Was that really going to be his legacy?

He sighed as he went through the rest of his day. He ran four miles, aced a math test, managed to talk to his crush, and was now sitting snug in blanket. He was on his couch, the Hero news spouting anything about a gas store robbery not far from his house, the suspect fleeing on foot. The channel trying its best to stay relevant. The sun was still high in the sky for any real criminal activity to take place.

"Kip did you take Marley out yet?" 
Kip's Mother was in the kitchen cooking dinner for tonight, her eyes also glued to the screen.

"No Ma'am."

A annoying face was plastered on her,
"I have told you three times today, hurry up and do it before it gets dark." 

"But-"

His mother gave him a ugly look and he guessed as much. 

"You know someone just robbed a store three blocks down, I could die."

Steam rose from the pot she was stirring,
"You will be fine, I heard the Second top ranked hero is in town."

Kip's heart stopped for an instant, "Mighty Man is in Sunset City..."

All his breath drew out and he stared at Marley. The beagle happily started licking his toes. Kip in disbelief glanced at his Mother, she happen to wink at him. He grinned without any remorse.

Kip was outside in a hurry, Marley following happily behind, tongue flopping about As he kept pace next to his owner. Before he even realized, he was running full speed toward the train station. 

Mighty Man was known as the strongest Hero, even if he was just the number two ranked, that was something to be giddy about. Kip happily would like to see him easily take out a robber, even if it might last just a single second. 

The air grew oddly mysterious as he came down the hill, already people gathering there. A smile crept onto his face as he skated down the concrete and came up on the station entrance. 

"What's going on, am I late?!"
Kip heaved as he tapped the closest man, a black trench coat and a grey beanie on. The man glanced back and smiled, "Just made it kid."

Kip thanked the man as he pushed through the crowd, coming out in the front of the line forming. Marley hesitantly paddled to his side. His eyes quickly surveying the area, two figures facing off. 

Mighty Man stood, a red and blue skintight suit encased his body, a very generic yellow cape flowing in the non-existent wind. 

He had sharp features with broad shoulders and flowing blonde hair. The muscles he dawned teaming to rip away the cloth, his power radiating from his entire picture. His presence was one to be noticed, especially as all eyes focused on him. What he did next would be spectacular, no doubt. 

"Hello evildoer!"
His voice was deep and manly, you could almost hear the experience. "It has come to my attention that you have disturbed the peace of Sunset City, something I can not overlook."

People started to cheer and shout as smartphones snapped upwards, the scene instantly going to go viral on everything. Kip cursed as he forgot his smartphone on the coffee table, getting a picture with him was out of the question. 

It was almost magical to stare at Mighty Man, a superhero who has fought for his spot and gained his power through sheer effort. 

Kip always wondered how someone gained such a powerful superpower. The only way to obtain one was to go through a life changing experience, something Kip and many others did not quite understand. You either got a superpower out of pure luck, or out of misfortune. All anyone really knew was that the power was somehow related to the event. 

This only begged the question. How exactly did Mighty Man get his power?

Messiah, the name given to his immense strength. The more people who believed in him and supported him, the stronger he gets. 

That is why he was this amazing pillar which still supported the superhero world, somehow, everyone already believed in him. He was the Second ranked Hero after all.

"Oh so it's Mighty Man, the SECOND ranked hero. Have you come to stop me?"
The robber was a lengthy man in all black, his facial features hidden by a simple black ski mask.

Mighty Man took a hefty step forward, the friction of him stepping caused a slight gust of wind. Kip almost jumped for joy as goosebumps ran down his spine.

"Indeed I have. I will take back the peace you so easily thought you could steal."

The robber laughed, "Jesus I hate the way you talk, maybe talk normal for once, I can practically smell the wedgie up your ass." 

A few small giggles came from the crowd while others booed the man. 

"Hurry up and kick his ass!" A male called from the commotion. Kip joined in the incoherent yelling, having a blast being a part of it. Marley hopped up and down as she too joined in. 

"Haha, think what you please Villain, your time is up."

BOOM

Mighty Man accelerated forward at blinding speeds, his body becoming a blur. Winds of untold strength whipped wildly as he raced by the crowd. Kip's hair was blown back by his rush, "Woah"

He cocked his arm back and aimed for the robbers chest, he planned to fracture a few ribs without permanently injuring the man. It wasn't that he cared for the criminal's health, killing just would not help his reputation. 

"Mighty Man, Mighty Man, Mighty!"

The crowd was an uproar as people could see his fist zip across his body, the robber simply putting an arm up.

"Thank you for such an amazing effort, but Im done with you." 

BOOM

GASP...

The second ranked hero In the Sunset State of America, just had his hand blocked my a store robber. 

"What?"

Mighty man stared at his fist, a single finger placed against it, 
"So much strength, huh?"

The robber cocked his fist back and delivered a right hook to his perfect jaw, the impact spreading out in all directions. Mighty Man literally was buried into the metal grates, cracks forming in the concrete. The crowd was completely blown back by the punch, Kip barley able to catch Marley from flying away. 

"Some one call the police!"

"Is there another Hero!"

People started to panic as they saw Mighty Man's lifeless body on the ground. Kip stared in disbelief, his favorite idol laying still. 

"Haha, that felt so gooooood." 

The robber waved his hand as steam rose from his fingers. He cracked his neck before looking at the crowd. 

"So-"

A hand was placed on the robbers calf, fingers ripping the black fabric like paper. Mighty Man stood, an angered look littered across his face. The robber was flipped upside down in his wake, Might Man taking a scornful deep breath.

"Is that all you have to offer, I was expecting an actual hit."

His cheek was still perfect, and his stature was still strong. His cape majestically flapped before The superhero turned and threw him like a baseball. The robber zoomed through the station and hit back first against the metal frame of a wall. The impact shook the entire station and lights fizzled out. Cracks cascaded across the ceiling and the crowd stood to applaud him. 

Faith was his strongest ally and as long as people believed in him, he would be an impenetrable wall. A symbol of peace that would forever be a grand staple of the super hero universe. 

The roof to the station started to churn and break apart, the man was now unconscious, not a single doubt in anyone's mind.

Mighty Man was swarmed by citizens, some having comic books already ready to sign. Kip started toward his idol, a twinkle in his eyes. The battle was something he longed for, his thirst for heroism quenched. The rareness of witnessing one of the greats at work was breathtaking. 

Strangers brushed past him with force, his grip on Marley loosening. The big eared beagle hopped out of his hands and scurried away in fear. Kip quickly tried to chase after Marley, the dog easily moving across the station.

"Marley!" Kip yelled as he saw the little dog disappear. That was the last thing he had left of his father, he had a strong connection to the dog, even if he did not notice it himself. Before the accident that killed his father, he bought Marley, it being Kip's birthday present. 

So watching the little dog run past the crowd toward the unconscious villain brought fear into his heart. The roof above was already threatening to fall. 

Kip kept his gaze down as he pushed hard against the backs of people.

"Hey watch it kid!" 

"Ow, who was that?!"

Kip finally made it to the other side, only to be greeted by a hand on his head. 

"Hello young one, do you want a picture or an autograph?"

It was Mighty Man, the caped Hero bending down to be on eye level. Kip for a split second forgot about Marley, the feeling of his favorite superhero in his presence. 

"I- uh, I.."

The hero laughed, "It's okay, do not be shy. How old are you?"

Kip tried his best to move his hand but the feat would be impossible. 

"Im thirteen..." He said, still trying to get to Marley. A small glimpse of the dog making his heart flutter.

"Ahh, I remember when I was you-"

Kip looked Mighty Man dead in the eyes,
"I need to go save my dog, he ran over that way." 

Mighty Man turned to see the dog still jogging toward the railway, metal already barley holding on. 

Kip looked up at the superhero,
"Can you please save him, its dange-"

Mighty Man cut him off, "What's your name?"

Kip in puzzlement answered, the crowd still loud as they celebrated their expensive autographs. 

"Kip?" He said nervously, his hands shaking as he watched his dog waddle away.

Mighty Men barley caught the first part,
"Kid, what a odd name?" The man patted his head,

"Well Kid, go be your own hero. I don't waste my time with animals..."
.
.
.
.
The Hero pushed him past the crowd, turning back to a flock of teenage girls. They screamed as he noticed them.

Kip crashed to his knees from the force, tears starting to build. 

"Marley!"
He screamed as he jumped to his feet and took off, only to trip over a piece of metal. 
.
.
.
.
A large section of the roof gave way, landing were Marley's pathetic body would have been. An image of his father popped up in his mind. The thought of his father dying made his entire body tremble.

Mighty Man spoke, "It is dangerous so let us go elsewhere."
The crow roared and policemen started escorting people away. All eyes drifted away, no one able to see Kip's despair.

"Marley?"

Kip's entire soul shook as his eyes were engulfed in orange light. The area around him also thrashed violently until, nothing. 

A broken boy was on his knees, eyes focused on the puddle of blood seeping out of the metal plate. A single thought in his mind. He would never ever look at Mighty Man the same, even if it was just a dog, he knew that he could have saved her. Hate filled Kip's body, something he thought he would never feel. 

Mighty Man lost one of his biggest supporters that day, a small chip of his immense power gone forever.

Kip Dagger is just like any other angst teenager obsessed with comic books and superheroes alike. The only difference is that they are real. Superheroes have become an ordinary occurrence and big name villains are common place. In his obsession for superheroes, he decides to pursue one of the greatest heroes as a battle takes place in his local train station. However the events lead Kip to discover his own superpowers, a different motive in mind.

Roxie itched her arm as she waited outside the conference hall. The TV crew was just setting up and they wouldn't be live for another few minutes. Today was going to be her first break for her career. No longer was she going to be writing articles for the website or scripts for the news anchors. She had an on field assignment and a story to give to the audience directly. Today was her big day.
The mayor was giving a speech to leaders of the government about the budget for the next year. She was to interview him and get the just of what had been discussed.
Her arm was still itchy. Roxie thought back to the words etched into her skin, her soul mark. Those were the first words that her soulmate would say to her. She would know the difference between the one and anyone else to say those words to her by the burning sensation described in the many books she had read on the subject. The itching of her arm could be a sign of her being about to meet her soulmate. As with anyone, Roxie started to think of the people she could meet within the next hour that might be the one. She giggled to herself at the thought of the mayor being her soulmate or even the  ews van driver she had yet to talk to.
As with all expectations, reality often outperforms.
A sudden explosion sounded followed by a scream. An explosion had erupted from the 45th floor of the building and the scream was from the mayor falling from the building. 
Before anyone could react, a guy flew through the air, catching the man midair. The crowd cheered while Roxie stood awestruck. Suddenly, she noticed that the camera men were rolling. She hoped she looked good as she didn't have time to check.
The superhero, Areolite, landed down directly next to Roxie, safely putting the mayor onto stable ground.
"Are you alright Mr. Burge?" Roxie started.
"Hm? Oh yes, yes of course. I hate to think what would have happened without Areolite in the neighborhood. Thank you."
"My pleasure," the super replied. 
"What happened up there?" Roxie continued.
"It was an attack on this city as far as I can surmise," the mayor stated, "A bomb exploded. Knocked me straight out of the window. Thank you again for saving me."
"It was a honor, mayor. I'm just glad I was here to help."
Roxie turned to look straight into the camera. "You've seen it here first. Attack on the mayor. Areolite saves the day. We'll be following this story as it breaks. Back to you in the news room."
"Thank you miss," the super said to me. A chill ran down my spine as my arm started to heat up. 
"No, thank you Mr. Areolite," I managed to say.
The look on his face confirmed what I had pieced together.
My soulmate is a superhero.

Roxie is a single reporter, mostly due to the fact that the words etched onto her arm hadn't been said to her. She would know when because the words would burn. But Roxie can't control when she'll meet her soulmate, so she is focussing on her career. Today is the day she finally makes it on TV as a reporter.

KIATLYN/ARIA

A year has passed since I've been living here.
My foster parents named me Aria since I lied to them saying that that I don't have a name.
The name they gave me is good enough bit I still need to hide!

Because of the maid trying to make me a living doll, I am hiding onto the bookshelf and laid there until they stop. 

You know what? They pampered me too much that my head aches.
Giving me presents every week is a big deal for me but Ten new things every single day?

It's usually dresses that I think I will refuse to wear. With my answers, they always sulk in the corners because of my cold attitude.
But still, I didn't give a damn about it.

I am 16 mentally so they thought of me as a prodigy.
Who would call a 5 year old kid a prodigy when it's just doing the same things that toddlers supposed to do.

Then I remembered, when I read the book about human brains and what's going on about them to one of the books I found here, it says that humans develop proper consciousness at the age of six year old.

Does that mean when they go to Earth, they will think us everyone prodigies?

Great, just great.

"A~~ria~~"
Hearing my mother's voice, I looked down but I think she still hasn't figured out my hodo g spot until, she stopped right at the bookshelf where I am.

Uh-oh.

Kaitlyn is a girl who is emotionless.
Or is she?
She is obsessed to games even as a child.
With the advanced technologies finally introduced, she can play everything.
She never shows a single emotion except for her coldness.
Her games are the only one who knew her personality.

Until, something made her wake up to a different place.
An Otome Game to be exact.
She thought that it will be her reality now but....

A screen just popped out before her.

"The Game Is Starting. Would you like to enter? YES or NO?"

Hans took a step back, away from the wild eyes Might Guy, a bit startled about how close he had been.

"Oh, didnt mean to startle you," Might Guy said with his usual weird way of talking. "I was just curious as to if you were the guy who was from a different world...."

Hans looked left and right, as if checking to make sure Guy was talking to him. "Well yeah, I guess I am...Whats up? Do you need me for something sir?"

"Actually, I was hoping to borrow you tomorrow for a little sparring and test out you power of youth," Guy said, hding up a thumbs up and flashing a smile. "Just ask Kakashi and he'll take you to the sparring ground tomorrow morning."

With those words he turned around and jumped onto the roof of the nearest building and disappeared. 

"Whats with everyone jumping onto roofs in this place?" Hans asked as he turned his attention back to the Hyuga Clan entrance. "That and he didn't even give me a chance to accept or refuse. Guess I got no choice but to accept and embrace my power of youth."

He broke into a run, no longer interested in distractions, as he had already had to pause twice. All he had to do was not stop and ignore everyone else, no matter who called him.

However, just as the most recent song that had been playing ended, a voice called out for him, yelling for him to hold up and wait. Against his own better judgement, Hans slid to a halt and turned his head, more then a bit annoyed by the new distraction. 

The people that had called out to him however were none other than Ino and Hinata, both waving and running over to him. It immediately washed away all traces of irritation he had felt about being called.

"Hey girls," Hans said as they stopped in front of him. "I thought you had already gone your separate ways. Was the Ichiraku ramen line THAT long?"

"Well actually it was," Ino said with a small smile. "It took us FOREVER to try out that new ramen, but it was worth it wasn't it Hinata."

Hinata nodded with a reminiscent smile, as if she could still remember the taste. "It was great." She glanced at the headphones covering Hans ears. "What are you listening to?"

"I'll show both of you on my laptop when we get to your house Hinata," Hans said with a small gleam of excitment in his eye. "I cant wait to show you girls my list of music."

He turned around and slid the beats to hang around his neck. "I think you girls should lead the way, so I'll need you to take the lead Hinata." 

He waited until both Ino and Hinata were a good few feet away before following them, humming the song "Heathens" (by Twenty-One Pilots) softly under his breath as he walked.

It only took about ten minutes until they were standing in front of Hinata's house. The time spent walking flew by pretty quickly for Hans as he spent the majority of the walk thinking about songs he could play for the two girls.

"Okay, so you two can just settle in the courtyard while I go and prepare something for everyone." Hinata said as she opened the door to her home. She had obviously been raised to show guests good hospitality as she even held the door open for the two of them.

Hans walked inside, took off his shoes to leave by the door, found a comfortable spot in the center courtyard to sit and took off his backpack.

Fishing out his laptop, Hans began to get his music set up to play as Ino came over and sat next to him.

"So what exactly do you call this contraption?" Ino asked as she watched Hans scroll through his downloaded music. "It looks so sophisticated and difficult to use."

"Actually its called a laptop and its very easy to use, I'll teach you how to use it later." Hans said as he looked behind them, seeing Hinata coming over with three cups of liquid and three sandwiches.

"Hi, I brought over the snacks, I hope you guys didn't have to wait too long." Hinata said apologetically as she set down the snacks onto the floor before sitting on the other side of Hans. 

"No, I had actually just barely set up the laptop to play music. Your actually ahead of schedule so way to go." Hans said, giving her a small round of applause. 

"Okay, so what are you gonna play for us first?" Hinata asked, her eyes fixed on the glowing laptop screen. "I'm a bit excited."

"Well, thats my current problem, as I don't know what kind of music the two of you would like." Hans answered, scrolling bdown the list of his literally hundreds upon hundreds of songs. "Im debating about starting out witt pop or reggae, something to get you started on your way."

"Just pick anything," Ino said, pointing her finger at a random song title. "How about tjis one? I don't know what it says but maybe you could play this one?"

The song that she had landed on was "Something Just Like This" (by Coldplay and The Chainsmokers), a song that had been one of his personal favorites.....by The Chainsmokers anyways. For Ino to pick it was pretty great as it was something that he didnt mind listening to.

After making sure the volume was turned all the way up, Hans pressed the play button and began the song. He switched his attention from the laptop to watch the girls reactions as the opening music began to echo out from the speakers.

He wasn't disappointed either as both girls had looks of surprise on their face and backed away from the laptop real quick. Hans laughed softly and relaxed a little, closing his eyes.


This was one of his favorite songs by these two bands so he couldnt help but sing along just a little bit. Of course whenever he would sing, he would get a bit carried away and sing the whole song.

I've been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
Achilles and his gold
Hercules and his gifts
Spiderman's control
And Batman with his fists
And clearly I don't see myself upon that list

But she said, where'd you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can kiss

I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this

I want something just like this

I've been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
The testaments they told
The moon and its eclipse
And Superman unrolls
A suit before he lifts
But I'm not the kind of person that it fits

She said, where'd you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can miss

I want something just like this
I want something just like this

I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Oh, I want something just like this
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo

Where'd you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I'm not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts
Some superhero
Some fairytale bliss
Just something I can turn to
Somebody I can kiss
I want something just like this

Oh, I want something just like this
Oh, I want something just like this
Oh, I want something just like this


After the song hit the ending guitar riffs, Hans opened his eyes, feeling a great sense of pleasure emanatinf through him.

It had been more then a year since he sang do he had thought he had lost his touch, but every word he spoke had felt perfect. He had forgotten how much of a pleasure singing could bring to him.

He pressed the spacebar, pausing the song ending to grab his sandwich from off the tray. He was just about to take a bit when he noticed how silent it had gotten.

He turned to look at Hinata and backed away very fast, feeling a bit taken aback by her amazed face. He turned to Ino and found that she had the exact same face over hers.

"Okay girls, dial it back a bit on your faces or I'm gonna have to put the laptop away and leave." Hans said, feeling a bit uncomfortable. They had completely killed the good vibes the song had given him. However they didn't do it intentionally so he wasn't really upset at them.

Hans Jackson had a secret, a poorly kept secret that everyone knew about.....so it technically wasnt a secret. He would become basically unbeatable in both hand to hand and weapon combat the moment he put on his music.

It wasn't logical but he always had a connection to music, a connection that gave him a boost to his reflexes, speed, power, and technique.

Hans was walking home one day when he heard a voice, a noise in the back of his head that told him he had been chosen. Though what he had been chosen for, the voice didnt say. The only thing he did know was that he was suddenly being attacked by multiple enemies, captured, and interrogated.

Using his skills and intelligence, Hans will have to fight his way through multiple enemies and find out why he was summoned to the Naruto universe. And maybe listen to some good tunes along the way

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