JadePanda003

Even though life wasn't all sunshine and rainbow, a man who hailed from the Philippines continued living and hoping. Even while wearing tattered clothes and shoes, he still persistently practiced, carrying the hope that he will one day get a little more skillful at the sport he loves. Unfortunately, this was all but wishful thinking.

Not to mention the fact that he is severely lacking in the height department, he also don't have any notable talent in basketball, whatsoever. No matter how much time he dedicated to his practice sessions, he could only reach the average skill level of a streetballer in the Philippines. He couldn't even hold a candle to those random thugs you can find on the streets, much less fulfill his dream of one day becoming a professional player.

One day, through layer upon layers of dreadful coincidences, he found himself waking up inside an unknown room — talking to someone who identified themselves as a part of a civilization much higher than a Type 6 civilization on the Kardashev Scale. How high are 'they', exactly? No one really knows.

Due to an unforseen war that happened between Type 6 civilizations —civilizations who can, with relative ease, create and destroy universes or even a multiverse — an error occurred. It just so happens that the man was smack dab in the middle of where all the lightning strikes and literal lightning balls rained down after passing through the spatio-temporal reality that the mysterious entity 'created'. It even destroyed a fabric of the spatio-temporal reality in the process.

「As this was all due to a deviation on our otherwise omniscient calculations, we will grant you the wish that you so wanted as 'compensation' .」

Without any forewarning, the man was whisked away from the unknown space and was abruptly sent to who knows where. The only saving grace was the fact that he received a package as a 'bonus'.

"I embraced something but it wasn't a woman but death!"

"Why are all of these people so extraordinary when it came to basketball? Granted, this is basketball universe, but still…"

Follow Seiji as he embarks on his basketball journey, meeting new adversaries and friends alike.

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DISCLAIMER!

I do not own any of the anime/manga/light novel characters that will be portrayed in this fanfiction. This is just a book that I made for my own satisfaction.

A Reincarnator's Story: He Can't Resist Basketball's Charm!?

(Note: This contains some spoilers. Read at your own discretion. If you don't want to get spoiled, read it after the first Arc ends at Chapter 10.)


Name: Arisugawa Seiji (Surname then Given Name)


Eye Color: Jet Black with purple undertones


Unique Feature(s): Has two moles on the base of his neck.


Abilities: Advanced Growth Rate, Superhuman Physiology, The End(For more information, read Chapter 3)


Seiji has an adoptive mother, father, and younger sister.


Seiji is adopted by Rentarou and Hanna when he was still a few months old.


Seiji loves his family and is glad to have become their adopted son.


Seiji does what came to his mind immediately at times.


Seiji gets good grades all the time because, along with his enhanced learning speed, he also studies hard.


Seiji would have become a full-time content creator if he had an alternate job.


His type of girl is someone who is independent, gentle, and kind.


His motto is: "Experience is the best teacher."


His hobby is live streaming random ideas that came up on his mind.


His specialty outside of basketball is cooking, gaming, playing the piano, playing the guitar, and singing.


He's bad at games that relies too much in RNG.


He started to officially play basketball when he was 7 years old.
