THOUGHT'S( ' )SPEECH( " )
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Chapter 1: Rebirth and what the fuck?
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Darkness. Infinite, unyielding darkness.
Noah, floated in the abyss, weightless and oddly calm.
He had no clue how he got here, but his first thought wasn't panic, nor fearful, but a sarcastic one.
'Did I die? Or did I just black out after drinking too much?'
No, that didn't make sense. He didn't remember drinking. Hell, he didn't remember anything about his past other then his name, the rest was all blank, and not gonna lie, shit was spooky for real. However there were some memories that tagged along with him which were.… anime, manhwa, and novel's?
….Huh?
Before he could question it further, a golden light flickered in the distances. It expanded, growing brighter until it formed a human figure—no, a divine beauty more like it.
A woman stepped forward, her presence radiating warmth. She was beyond beautiful—long, silken silver-gold hair, celestial robes that shimmered like the stars, and deep violet eyes that held an otherworldly grace. She was elegance personified.
Noah blinked. 'Alright, either I'm in heaven, or I just unlocked the secret ending of an anime dating sim. '
The woman smiled gently. "Welcome, Noah."
Her voice was soft yet commanding, divine yet kind.
"Uh, hey," he said, rubbing the back of his head. "So… am I dead?"
"Sadly yes," she answered. "However you have been given a chance for reincarnation."
I see. So I am dead.
'haaa....forget it "we keep moving forward" as Eren once said. ' He then focused up and activated the Isekai protocol bullshit.
He wasnt in soul form, nor a light ball, but his human form, so he immediately straightened his legs crossing, with his hand's tapping his knees. "Right. Mysterious void, beautiful goddess, reincarnation talk. Let me guess, I get three juicy wishes?"
The goddess chuckled. "You are quick to adapt. Yes, you shall be granted three wishes. And before you ask, no, you do not need to use a wish to choose your world of choice. You may select it freely."
Noah nodded with a grin stretched across his face. 'Now we're talking my lovely language.'
He didn't hesitate for a second. "First wish—I want world travel. The ability to jump between different anime, manhwa, and novel worlds at will. None of that "do this and that" to unlock it either. "
The goddess—Astraia, as she soon introduced herself—nodded. "Seems your a itchy feet person. Granted."
Noah continued, excitement bubbling slowly in his gut. "Second wish—I want an ability that grows infinitely stronger over time, it also makes the skills I have stronger with it. Example; I get a healing skill that's F rank, over time, it'll turn into a triple S skill or further. "
"A power with no limits? Quite the demand." Astraia's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Granted."
Noahs grin stretched even more widely. He then continued.
"For my third wish," he said, "I want a system. No cap, nor limitations, and limitless SP. "
Noahs hand's curled into a fists, why? Well this wish is something that goes beyond the pearly gates. He could basically be a god in just a day, mix that with his second wish, he might be able to go beyond that.
Astraia raised an eyebrow, in mildly surprise. "A limitless system with no restrictions? You truly have ambitious desires."
"Go big or don't go at all, feel me, " Noah snickered lightly.
Astraia, hearing such funny words, giggled. "Very well. Granted."
A rush of power surged through him, though he couldn't feel its full effects yet. Still, he knew he was now stupidly broken.
"Now then," Astraia voice dripped with curiosity. "Which world shall you reincarnate into?"
Noah tapped his knee like a drum, thinking deeply about his answer. Then he grinned. "I pick Seirei Gensouki: Spirit Chronicles. I wanna relax a little (he doesn't by the way), and get to know my skills, so I feel like that world is good enough. Also this shouldn't be much, but can you make my age 8-9?"
Astraia smiled with a nod. "Sure that won't be much. And your preferred location?"
Noah nodded as thanks, and with no hesitation what so ever, he answered. "Seirei no Tami. You know, that beautiful, mystical, spirit forest."
"A good choice," Astraia hummed. "Then, may you find joy in your new life, Noah. We may meet again."
Her divine aura flickered, and before the light consumed him.
He left her with a surprise he wished to fulfill, and her to never forget.
"Astraia, when I reach godhood, I'm coming to scoop you for marriage. Why? Love at first sight, that's why—"
The light then finally consumed him hole, leaving that declaration hang in the air.
Astraia, stood there, frozen. Her cheeks reddening after a few seconds of silence.
Then after a few more seconds, she smiled and muttered something under her breath, that if noah was still here, he would be confused like a new born baby.
"Once again, i know you will noah~♡"
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(Back with noah)
Noah's eyes fluttered open slowly. The first thing he felt? Cold as fuck.
The second thing? The distinct stench of piss, rotten shit, plus rotten food, and a fuck tone of despair.
Confused, he slowly sat up, blinking at his surroundings. Crumbling buildings. Muddy streets. Ragged people barely surviving.
His mind screeched to a almighty halt.
….This isn't a mystical forest.
THIS IS THE FUCKING GODDAMN SLUMS.
Silence filled his head for a solid five seconds before—
"OH, FUCK, C'MON!!!"
Several people nearby jolted, startled by his sudden outburst.
He groaned lightly, as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Astraia, you beautiful, divine, wonderful troll… what the actual fuck?"
He wasn't in a serene forest with beautiful spirits. He was in Bertram Kingdom's shitty back alley of despair.
He asked for paradise. But Instead he fucking got the sight of death.
Taking a big deep breath, he muttered, "Okay noah, Think. Maybe this is some "fate must guide you" bullshit. "
Either way, he was here now. Gotta suck it up like a slut and not cry like an annoying fuck.
As he pushed himself up, voices caught his ear, children voices at that, his gaze looked at the end of the alley not so far from him. A group of 5 kid's gathered a few feet away, eyeing him warily. Among them, one boy stood out—hobo short long looking dark hair, sharp black eyes, and a calm yet intense aura oozing off him.
Noah instantly recognized him.
He was haruto. Or Rio to be exact.
The main protagonist of Seirei Gensouki.
And if he's still in the slums, that means the main story hasn't started yet.
Noah's mouth twitched into a grinning manner. "I guess that "fate" bullshit is kicking in." He muttered lightly under his breath.
He then stretched his limbs, then popped his neck. "Yo."
Rio blinked, as did the other kids. A scrappy-looking boy sneered. "Who the hell are you?"
Noah moved his gaze from rio, to the boy who spoke, answering with no hesitation. "Your long lost dad."
The kid flinched, a startled expression blooming on his face. "Wha—?!"
Rio let out a soft chuckle before quickly masking it. The other kids, also doing the same.
The scrappy kid clamped his teeth, a snort right after.
"Think your funny huh, you looking for a fight?"
Noah shrugged, his sarcasm not halting for even a second. "Not really. But if you wanna run the fade, I won't stop you. Just don't cry when I make you eat piss, and the rotten shit on the floor~".
The kid halted his movement, hesitation flashing through his gaze. Something about Noah's confidence screamed "dangerous asshole".
Before things escalated, rio stepped forward. "Ignore them," he said. "It seems you're new here, aren't you?"
Noah, turned his full attention back to rio. He nodded. "Yep, just arrived today. Name's Noah."
Rio studied him for a moment before nodding. "Name's Rio."
"Rio huh, Cool. Well it Looks like we're stuck in this shithole together."
Rio blinked, then let out a small, chuckle. "I guess so~"
And just like that, a new friendship was steady being formed.
Noah had no idea when the main story will kick off, but he didn't worry about it for now, he just arrived so he wanted to chill for a bit.
However, noah didn't know how things would unfold, but one thing was clear in his head—
He wasn't going to play by the rules of fate.
At that moment, something old, and something strong, liked that idea, like a forgotten thing inside him pushed him more to that thought.
Do what he wants. That made it even stronger.
Live how he wants. Whatever it was gleamed even more.
He was going to live on his terms.
And if anyone pissed him off or got in his way?
Well…. he would love to test how breakable people were~.
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The slums of Bertram Kingdom were exactly as depressing as Noah expected. Crumbling buildings, ragged people barely scraping by, and an overwhelming stench of poverty and misery.
"Great. First day in another world, and I'm already living the "Hard Mode: Homeless Edition.""Noah muttered mockingly
Still, complaining wouldn't change shit. He had fuck knows how long until main story begins, which was normally bad and meant he needed a plan.
But first he needed to survive in this death of stench place.
So he came up with this—
Step one: Don't die. Well duhh
Step two: Profit. Daddy needs him his money.
Step three: Saitama training. Without the boldness.
And maybe somewhere in between those, figure out why the hell Astraia dropped him here instead of the spirit forest. That divine little troll probably did this on purpose. For herself amusement.
He sighed and glanced at rio, who was watching him with curiosity.
Noah asked suspiciously. "If your tryna seek out if I'm gay, to bad homie I don't swing that way. "
Rio blinked ten time's in a second, shocked at what Noah just implied. "W-what, no dude I was just wondering if you got anywhere to stay?"
Noah made a (😮) face. Then a sarcastic smirk blossomed. "Ooo I see, my bad dude. But since your asking, then yeah I do actually It's this amazing place called 'the floor.' Great ventilation, 10-star discomfort~"
Rio chuckled at the sarcasm. "So In other words, no."
"Yep, pretty much, my dear friend."
Rio paused, a look of thoughtfulness on his face. Before nodding a thought. " Then you can stay with us for now. I live in an abandoned house with the kid's that just left. It's not much, but it's better than a floor right?"
Noah placed his hand on rio's shoulder, his voice laced with his utmost gratitude.
"Rio, my guy, I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."
Rio, just shook his head, a small smile at the corner of his lips. "I can already imagine Noah. Anyway follow me."
They then set off, there majestic adventures awaiting there arrival.
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(5 minutes later)
The house was… well, calling it a house was generous. It was more like a barely-standing shack. But hey, at least it had a roof.
Inside were a few kids, the same 5 Noah saw moments ago, one looked around rio's age, with the rest a bit younger.
All the kid's were cautiously looking at noah, and also cautious around him, but one kid—the same little ass wip from earlier—was glaring at him. Ready to pop off again.
Noah eyed him out, then he smirked. 'Ahh, an idiot. Perfect.'
He couldn't resist making funny faces at him, he made a money face, then a "I'm about to vomit face", which made the other kid's laugh lightly.
Unlike someone, who couldn't take a joke.
"You again," the kid sneered, his face bubbling with hot rage. "You think you're hot shit, huh?!"
Noah dropped the funny faces instantly, and with a sigh, he couldn't help but torment the kid.
"No, no, my dear background character, I'm not hot shit—I'm boiling lava. Get it right ass wipe~"
The kid's hole face turned tomato, twitching to no end. "You fuck—!"
However, noah said fuck that I ain't done. He spoke up again cutting the kid off completely.
"Woah, language my dear son. Your dad a.k.a me, might shove soap down your throat to wash away that foul mouth, and I don't want that~"
°....°
The other kid's abruptly stopped, thinking, 'Woah. T-that's so mean....'
Rio quickly stepped in, before one of them got hurt. "Enough. Noah's staying with us. If you don't like it, deal with it."
The kid reluctantly backed down, not before giving noah a death glare that felt like a puppy glare.
Noah, marinated silently in his victory, smirking like an asshole. 'Yeah, that's right. Know your place, dear son.'
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After his glorious introduction to the other kid's, Noah soon found his third problem already.
Food. A simple thing. A necessary thing right. However it was a completely non-existent thing in this shack.
Noah groaned, flopping on the floor like paper. "Alright, question. How the hell do you guys survive?"
Rio leaned against the wall. "We scavenge, sometimes steal. It's not really easy, but we manage."
Noah rolled his eyes, and clicked his tongue. "Yeah, that's not gonna work for me. I like food. I need food. I refuse to live the 'tragic orphan starving in the streets' lifestyle."
Hearing that, Rio raised an eyebrow. "And what do you plan to do?"
Noah looked at him lazily. "Oh, you'll see my dear friend ."
Let's start step two: Acquire daddy some filthy money.
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The very next day, Noah wandered the slums, scanning the area for what he was looking for.
Was he actually gonna go begging? Fuck no, I mean with his looks it wouldn't be hard, he was a little tall for his age somehow, and he was as handsome as the devil himself.
If not more then him. That'll be easy money. Noah wants problems with money, why? It's his adorable love language of course.
Then was he going on a stealing spree? Rob ugly men and beautiful lady. Tempting, but too much work, maybe in the near future though.
Instead, he was doing something slightly under "stealing spree", let's call it "Handsome scum scam's ugly scums".
Soon he finally found what it was he came for, A group of thugs running a gambling racket.
Cliché as hell, I know~.
Noah strolled up with the confidence of a man who couldn't lose even with a blindfold on.
"Sup, boys," he greeted. "I'd like to donate some money to your cause. By 'donate,' I mean take it from you legally through gambling."
The thugs snickered, amusement crossing there future's. "You got cash, kid?"
Noah pulled out a single coin. A silver coin to be exact. Where did he get it? Secret. "Just one. But don't worry—I won't be needing more."
The game was simple: dice rolling. A Luck-based game. Or at least, that's what they thought.
How the game worked: one with the most point's, wins the most rewards. Easy~
With a thought, he activated his system.
[DING! System activating....1%.....70%.....100%]
Then another window popped up.
[System activated:....limit is at your service, dear user~]
Noah smirked. 'No dilly dally huh, sweet~, system, let's put you to use shall wee~'
With another thought he brought a skill called:
[Skill Acquired: Luck of a scum~]
[Description: Luck of sum~ as the name portraits, the user has the luck of a gambling cheater~ Enjoy, dear user~]
'Ooo, i will wholeheartedly enjoy, my dear friend.' Noah snickered under his breath
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Not even five minutes later, Noah walked away with a full bag of coins, while the thugs sat there questioning their life choices, and how the fuck they lost to a mere kid.
Noah couldn't help but dance a little. Causing the slums people to get weirded out by the action.
If you think this is weird? Then your even more weird dumb ass.
Step two: Aquire daddy some filthy money: Completed.
Step three: Feed the People's belly's (Mostly his though).
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Noah returned to the shack still in his grooving mood, without even looking he tossed bag of coins smoothly into rio's hand.
"Go buy food," he said. Finally calming down his cringe groove. "And get something good. None of that 'barely edible slum ration' garbage."
He would go himself, but he doesn't know where and he's just a lazy motherfucker to go.
Rio upon laying his beer gaze at the bag of coins, frowned. "Where did you get—"
However before he could finish, he got shut down real quick.
"Don't ask questions you won't get answers to, Rio ~"
Rio gave him a long look before shaking his head, figuring he shall just forget and pray to god that nothing happens to his hen of chicks.
He then headed out, telling a girl about his age he'll be back.
Noah flooped on the floor again,closed his eyes, and whistled a beautiful tone.
Making the kid's feel a bit cozy, and fuzzy inside.
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An hour later, Rio came back with actual good food. Fresh bread, juicy meat, even some yum fruit. The kids practically inhaled it, greedily.
Noah, hearing the commotion, walked over, catching the fresh smell of bread.
All the kid's upon seeing him, showed there gratitude towards him, making him feel a ting of pride.
'Yeah, that's right. Who's the best big brother figure? Heh.'
They all quickly made them sandwiches, meat on top, hammered down with a loaf of bread over it.
Rio, stood next to him, silently watching the kid's happily eat there food, there big smiles was a sight to see, made noah even feel fuzzy about it. "I don't know how you pulled this off, but really man, thanks."
Noah gave him a long side-eye, before he smirked. "What can I say? I'm a real generous guy~ "
After a while, Rio went to go help the kid's who finished clean, then sat with the kid's still eating. There chatter and laughter flooding noah ear bud's.
With food secured, Noah leaned back against the wall, and started to think.
There was how many day's until canon start's, and Noah, he had no intention of being a side character in this story, nor an extra, nether a stepping stone for whoever.
He muttered lightly, his voice a soothing calm, " I guess, it's Saitama training ~"
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End.