The Lives of Akbar Solem

Throughout that eventful life, all those living through it had no time to relax even for a few days. What they didn't know was that they wouldn't have anymore time to rest either.

The life of Akbar Solem was weird. They felt restricted, and they were. Not long after witnessing the birth of themselves, which they were already used to, they soon discovered that they were not living in the year of 2303, but rather in 2023, a full two hundred and eighty earlier.

Living through the life of a person who was living in the Days of Depression made them feel weird. So much things were inconvenient, no robot maids, no holograms, no automatic toilets. Throughout this life, they all kept on wondering how Akbar got to this point.

Then it happened.

One day, when Akbar was studying in a school, a terrifying terrorist ran in, with an sub-machine gun. He ran into every classroom he saw, spraying and praying. He was only stopped due to one hero: Akbar.

When the terrorist was about to run into the third classroom, Akbar, who was near the door, burst out and tackled the terrorist to the ground. The two of them tumbled on the ground when the trigger was fired. As the sub-machine gun had quite a high fire rate, along with the fact that the two were tumbling a=on the ground, the sub-machine gun ended both of their lives.

Then, suddenly, in the eyes of Akbar, a bright light suddenly flashed, And then they were in the body of the current Akbar Solem. He was a baby once again. And then, as a commoner, he lived the life of one, apart from the fact that he had a system.

His system allowed him something he once thought impossible. Akbar Solem had the opportunity to choose a skill. And like any dedicated Marvel movie-goer, he chose to become the Hulk- Jokes, he actually really loved Thor all his life, so he chose to be able to control thunder.

He also chose to dual-wield hammers. Imagine that...

You see Thor running at you, except it's not Thor, but a normal young teenager. You see sparks coming off of him, currents of electricity running through the air. Then you bring you eyes to his two hammers. Two massive war hammers pointed directly at you. That seen would scare the living daylights out of anyone.

With this, yet another position of Brian's list of important people increased. Akbar was clearly a natural-born general with intimidating prowess on the battlefield as well as two lifetimes of knowledge. He was the perfect choice.

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Then they all jumped out. Naturally, Caesar and Brian were first as they had already viewed each others lives, and only needed to watch three. The others all needed to watch four.

"Hey Brian..." started Caesar.

"Yeah, I know. too much information for me to handle."

"Same here! My head hurts. Why did we come here? We have one decent person, Daisuke. Then we have the megalomaniac obsessed with killing as well as a freak who lived twice. I hate this place already!"

"Caesar, it is not wise to say that. Everyone have their own experiences. Weigh them with their pros and cons, not your own feelings. You cannot judge that which you have not liven. As they say, walk in a man's shoes before judging their walking style, or something like that."

"But we did live their lives!" Countered Caesar.

"Yes we did, but with experience. William was influenced since young by his only relative, his brother, which taught him the pleasure of killing and nothing else. What happened to Akbar is even less of his fault. If he knew it would happen to him, would he be bothered to get shot in the first place."

"Hmmmm... Maybe." Caesar was still unconvinced.

Brian honestly didn't really care if Caesar was convinced or not, or at least he didn't care enough at the time. He was more bothered with something else.

The surprise transmigration of Akbar Solem.

How did Akbar make it to now?

Brian had a hypothesis in his mind, and it had to do with his parent's disappearance. But he buried it deep down inside him. As principal Jones said, he was still too weak.

After thinking this, the other three woke up from their places on the ground.

"UHhhhhhh"

"AHhhhhhhh"

"It hurts!"

Groans filled the room from mental fatigue of living through four lives at once. Especially four exceedingly weird ones. None without action. Actually, it was technically five if you counted Akbar's second life, but that just made everything complicated.

At this moment in time, principal Jones stood up from his place.

"Ok, looks like you all got to know each other. You all have your own secrets, and since you're a team, I won't ask you to divulge any of it. All I ask is that you protect the others with your life. Remember that! They are the only ones you can trust, because they are the only ones that you have lived the life of. As a wise man once said, expect everyone is going to betray you and you won't be disappointed! Let us work together to prove him wrong.

Now boys! It has been a long day. Jason will lead you to your dorm. Class starts in a week. Don't be late."

And with that, an old man wearing flowing white robes appeared and led the fatigued boys to their room.