The Beginning

05 March 2025

ISEKAI X

1. CHAPTER ONE

A. Arata Skyward an introverted guy who enjoys gaming but doesn't have the resources and money to play the games he likes and wants, so he one day stopped playing them in order to make money. He still loved games to the point were he has the basic knowledge of all the games and he even understands the inside jokes of some games even of he never played them even for a second. The day when his plan started to take action , the world suddenly evolved into a video game. People were flustered at the scene but, before that the people heard a strange voice which said ●Reality isn't real this is● right at the moment before everyone collapsed. Years later people woke up but the first was Arata Skyward ,which is ironic since he oversleeps, he gained a new skill called mystic grimoire. He knew what going on so he walked around and noticed that some buildings were gone some looked like they glitched like in video games, while walking he saw his house which appeared to also be glitchy and became a nest of weird creatures that looked like birds, so he ran in order to escape. Arata still walked around for about an hour when he finally came out of the prefecture and saw some of the people fighting one of those huge creatures that looked like birds. The people who were fighting were teenagers and for some reason they were smiling. Arata instantly knew that these teens are men of culture just like him ,so he joined without a second thought knowing that he doesn't have the experience to fight only knowledge *ACTIVATE* he yelled, the skill he learned upon waking up was activated and the very first thing he envisioned in his mind was a sword but it had no physical shape. A sword came out from the grimoire and Arata immediately grabbed it and tried to slash the huge creature with it but didn't work as he was too weak to injure it. The men of culture saw this and knew what was going so they pushed Arata to the side and they continued to fight. A bunch of flurry attacks could be seen everywhere the creature was starting to get hurt so were the men of culture but, kept on.