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"Expression through Writing and talking"
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High above the skies of this world, a group of Wyverns soared leisurely, unconcerned with anything but their flight—until they spotted a cluster of islands below. Two of the islands housed sheep farms, and the Wyverns, driven by hunger, descended to feed. But as they drew near, disaster struck.
A massive spike ball, launched from a twin-trebuchet system, slammed into one of the Wyverns. Another projectile followed, striking the beast midair. The remaining Wyverns tried to retreat, only to be met with a barrage of cannonballs from a four-barreled cannon. The relentless assault tore through the skies, killing them one by one.
The thunderous roar of the cannons echoed across the land, reaching a distant room where a 16-year-old boy lay sleeping. Startled awake by the explosions, he bolted upright in panic—only to stumble and fall from the unfamiliar bed
Boy:"Fuck, that hurts." (stands up, clutching his side, eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings)"Where… am I?"
The boy scanned the unfamiliar room, eyes darting from corner to corner, until they landed on a window. Peering through the glass, he realized he was no longer in his house. Outside, a cluster of buildings came into view—strangely familiar, though he couldn't quite place why. In the distance, a bridge stretched out toward another island. Despite his poor eyesight, he could vaguely make out the outline of smaller structures beyond it.
Turning back to the room, he spotted his phone resting nearby. Grabbing it, he was relieved to see it still worked—until he tried calling the police and found the signal dead.
A wooden door stood across the room. He opened it and stepped out, expecting guards or security, but to his surprise, the hallway was empty. With growing unease, he made his way outside the castle.
Once beyond its walls, he took in the landscape. Not far off, a volcano rose from the terrain, its shape oddly resembling a dragon. Near its base stood a forge, and like the distant buildings, it sparked a strange sense of familiarity he couldn't explain.
Delsin: "Keep it together, Delsin."(takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself)"I was probably kidnapped… but now I need to escape—or figure out where I am."
Delsin began walking through the unfamiliar area, eventually making his way to the bridge he had seen earlier. He crossed it cautiously, eyes scanning his surroundings. On the other side, the buildings came into clearer view—one was a sheep farm, the other a log mill.
Approaching the edge of the island, he looked down and spotted an archer tower equipped with four arrow launchers. Just below it, two heavy cannons with five barrels each were mounted into the cliffside, angled for defense.
Satisfied he had seen enough, Delsin turned back and crossed the bridge again, returning to the castle where he had first awakened. Reentering the room, he began to search for anything useful.
As he rummaged, his phone buzzed suddenly. He pulled it out and checked the screen—someone had left a text message. Opening it, he saw the contact name: TOD
text:[Hey, I'm Tod—ROB's equally powerful cousin. You, Delsin, died like a total loser when your phone exploded in your face while playing War Dragons. Pathetic.Anyway, I decided to toss you into the Akame ga Kill universe with everything you had in War Dragons. You're welcome.
Oh, and I'm letting you keep your phone—with infinite power and internet, because books are for losers.I also added something… special.You've got one year before canon events begin. Good luck.]
Delsin: …"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck."(rubs his face, trying to process everything)
After reading the message, Delsin felt a wave of panic rise in his chest. The text confirmed what he feared—he was in the world of Akame ga Kill. But uncertainty gnawed at him. He didn't know which version he was in: the anime or the manga. Both followed similar paths, but with key differences in events, character fates, and outcomes. That distinction could mean life or death.
What he did know was that survival meant staying out of the way. His ultimate plan was to remain on the island, isolated and unnoticed. Getting involved with the main cast or the Empire would be a death sentence.
Despite having access to everything from his War Dragons account, Delsin understood the brutal reality of this world. Danger Beasts here were on an entirely different level—some even capable of tearing through his strongest dragons with ease. The stakes were far higher than anything his game had ever prepared him for
Delsin: "Wait… didn't Tod say something about adding something special?"(pulls out his phone, eyes narrowing as he starts to check it)
Delsin sat down on the bed, trying to steady his thoughts, and instinctively opened the War Dragons app on his phone. Muscle memory guided his fingers to the Forge—something he used constantly back in his world to craft speedups and manage resources. He had always relied on the "15-minute speedup" item, stacking them in bulk to fast-track building upgrades or dragon training.
In a game where the only currencies were logs, meat, gems, and patience, Delsin had always leaned toward efficiency. Now, in a world where every second might matter, that instinct was even stronger.
As he scrolled through the Forge menu, everything looked just as he remembered—until he reached the bottom. There, unfamiliar items caught his eye. Items that had no place in the game. One in particular stood out: a katana named Kiriichimonji.
But even more unsettling were two additional crafting options, each labeled with an ominous wait time:
Shingu – 5 months
Teigu – 1 year
Delsin stared at the screen, heart pounding. These weren't just rare weapons—they were relics from the Akame ga Kill universe. Their presence here changed everything.
Delsin: {If I remember correctly, a Shingu was created to surpass a Teigu… but it's actually inferior. And Kiriichimonji was Akame's original weapon in Akame ga Kill: Zero. That blade could inflict permanent wounds…}
After a moment of tense deliberation, Delsin made his choice. He tapped the Teigu option beneath Kiriichimonji, knowing full well that Teigu were far more powerful and versatile than their Shingu counterparts. If he was going to survive in this world, he needed every advantage he could get.
As the forge timer began counting down, another weapon caught his eye—Prometheus, the dual-pistol Shingu once wielded by Tsukushi, Akame's former best friend. Delsin remembered its unique ability to change bullet trajectory mid-flight, a feature that could be devastating in the right hands. Without hesitation, he selected the Teigu version for that as well, queuing it alongside Kiriichimonji.
He then checked his stockpile of speedup items. While he had a decent number, it wasn't quite enough to finish the forges immediately. For now, he decided to wait. Exiting the forge menu, he laid back on the bed, letting the weight of his situation settle for a moment.
Then, curiosity—or maybe instinct—prompted him to tap into the Dragons' Den. The screen loaded, revealing his entire roster of dragons, each one a potential weapon, a shield, or a bargaining chip in this unpredictable world
Delsin: (scrolling through the dragon collection) "Where is it… where is it… there you are."(taps the screen, eyes narrowing with focus)
Delsin's eyes drifted across the screen until they landed on Libertas—a majestic griffin-like dragon, its wings patterned in bold streaks of red, white, and blue, with polished red armor glinting across its frame. A Mythic-class dragon—powerful, rare, and one of the pride jewels of his collection.
But something new caught his eye: an option labeled Summon. He had never seen it before. Heart racing, he hesitated, then tapped it. A prompt appeared:
"Not enough space. Are you sure you wish to summon?"
Not wanting to risk a misstep, Delsin pressed No and stood up. Making his way outside the castle, he found a wide clearing beneath the open sky. With a deep breath, he pressed the Summon button again.
This time, the screen flashed—and with a gust of wind and a shimmer of light, Libertas descended from the sky, its massive wings slicing through the air as it flew in a wide arc overhead. Delsin watched in awe as the griffin circled once, then landed gracefully in front of him.
The powerful creature lowered its head in submission, calm and obedient. Delsin stepped forward, his hand reaching for the exposed part of its head—gently resting his palm against it. The beast leaned into the touch. For the first time since waking up in this world, Delsin felt a sense of control—and maybe, just maybe, hope
Delsin:"I guess I'll actually explore this world… but first, I need to train—and figure out everything Tod left me. Especially the special stuff."