SoldierOfWisdom

A Crack-Fic story about a system and a disgruntled work employee doing stuff.









alright not really. kinda but not. read it. if you don't like it
 drop it. if you DO have constructive criticism and stuff, comment. if you have suggestions...please tell me. 

I said this was crack-fic more because i only vaguely know where i want to start and end this. but everything in between is and will and can be silly.

Edit: The story has some holes. Because this was mostly for the purpose of practice. and to share my ideas. If you see something you like as an idea, feel free to make something of it.

Not a harem...well not a standard one. Will have all sorts of folks tagging along. some you know others oc others ooc. romance isn't the focus because i have no idea how to plan that. 

If it looks eeriely similar to a fanfic you've read at any point let me know. Not on purpose. 

[Will update Image to match current Arcs So depending on if you read this on time or not. fret not.]

Passing The Time As A Gamer

 I'm a loser. For all intents and purposes I'll simplify it with that word. Don't get me wrong now, I did graduate school and even college. Despite how polluted the world was and how crap everything's been. Somehow I just managed to screw things up for myself. Maybe i was too lazy? Maybe I didn't make friends when i should have? Maybe if Aliens were real.


 I don't really know. However I do know where everything went bad. You see my grandfather, he decided in his infinite wisdom to introduce me to something called anime. It was a rarely talked about thing in my generation. As the world made its way to self destruction and the various governments decided to find more ways to distract everyone. They went and turned anime and games, cartoons whatever you call it, into a national project. 


 As a result it became "mainstream" and as such society entered a shift in how things were done. It was bad. I don't know too much as my grand father had lived through the War that came as an indirect consequence. Something about a Russian world leader that wanted to harness the power of anime and god to develop mecha. The survivors picked up what remained. Instead of finding a new path they went and regressed and worse the various governments lost power. Conglomerates and business tycoons took over and well. Yeah. This is a crack-fic and the Author, the ROB is telling me to hurry up and skip the exposition. Perhaps another time.


 Anyway. I got into it. The Anime, the games, the ero- visual novels. It was interesting. Colorful. Then I started playing something called gacha games and before i knew it i lost my job. Go figure. I was already dying from all sorts of illnesses that became common as result of the toxic stuff in the air and decided to use all i had into getting as many high quality Pngs as i could get before i would succumb to the illness. I died. Ready to fade into oblivion. However I found myself yanked from my blissful and peaceful feelings by something.


 "..would you like to be reincarnated?"


 "What?" I asked. Some weirdo seemed to have broken into my apartment and decided to pretend to be some wish granting omnipotent being. Seems I have to get the pepper spray water gun.


Prologue 2