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 sorry, very sorry, accidentally deleted the chapter in draft. So I had to rush this, because I didn't want to look through all my crap because it's the middle of the night, will be short cuz of that, but i promise the next chapters WILL be longer)


I was annoyed very annoyed. I Had plans, so many plans. a grand story to weave. No.


Some prick of a Being decided to mess with it. and he went and accidentally blew up the guy. Well...


He seems to be doing okay as a dish sponge having to deal with the struggles of a 9-5 job in an old but still popular children's show.


 The Rob was annoyed and seemed to be sending a messa- wait why'd you switch the pov? You know readers hate that cra-


 There I was enjoying my Harem of 301 females. I say females because Species is irrelevant. 


 I the No Longer So Young but Still Dashing Young Master Chu was enjoying the company when i recieved a message from my little brother. 


I Heard and so I must answer...aren't I an awesome role model of a big brother?


 "Ow..." My head hurt. I forgot exactly what i was doing but the last thing i remember was some xianxia cosplayer appearing in my room. Spouting something about not seeing Mt. Tai and getting whacked in the back of my head. In the guy's hands was a bloodied model Truck...


 "...where.." I asked really to no one. all around me was darkness. 


 "Welcome you little shit..." What? "..You died via truck-kun, now you'll be reincarnated. Enjoy Berser-" Oh no no no, that's not how this works!


 "CHoTTo A MinuTE!!!" I called out. My Inner Weeb rising to the surface in my anxiety.


 "What?" Oh..he sounds exasperated...see that I know weords, damn typo.


 "Don't I get a choice? Some cool powers?" I asked. I knew the tropes, I wasn't gonna let this slide. my mind was too addled and the situation too tense to let me think anything wrong with the picture.


 "No." Oh my he's very much serious. Maybe he's new to the whole thing?


 "Yes I'm new...and if it weren't for...NO. I won't be like you. I'll do it differently." His words confused me. What did I do? I was just a humble Filipino that could do no harm. (eeyyyyy) 


 A Swirling vortex appeared behind me. Oh no. That's gonna be a reoccurring phrase isn't it?


 In the eternal words of a certain Shark.


1(really) The Story Starts, An Unwitting MC, Dunkin Donuts has gone bad