Most people are terrified when some random ass truck comes barreling towards them.
Me?
I smile like I won a billion bucks. First off, there is no driver, and second? There is no second. This is the second-best thing to happen to me. The first was adopting a small kitten who lived till a young girl in foster care could take care of her.
There was that whole bullshit of time slowing so my life could flash before my eyes, but that was just taking too long. My life was kinda shit, full of drugs, one-night stands, and generally being boring.
Of course, I read manga and light novels. Who wouldn't want a second chance at life? Well, I did, personally, someplace like Avatar, not the weird blue people world but The Avatar, and before all that bullshit with Katara, hell, I would even take DBZ as long as I get to be a Sayain.
Apparently, I was so caught up with my day dreaming I missed the part where my body was flung twenty feet away and ten feet in the air by a sentient truck.
Death was slow and painful, something punctured my lung because apparently I was coughing blood, but it couldn't keep the smile off my face.
Logan D Jane, 23. No love life, shitty manager at a shitty company. Proud father of thirty foster cats and addicted to coffee. I was getting a second chance.
I slowly closed my eyes. I wanted to close them for dramatic effect, but I ended up just dying with my eyes open. Gross looking, but there are worse ways to go.
———-
I regained thought with the feeling of some very soft thighs. And they were probably bigger than my head! Opening my eyes, I couldn't describe who I saw. Simply because she changed so much, she altered from African to Brazilian, shifting through ethnicity like it was a suggestion. But one thing remained the same: she was unconditionally beautiful. Full lips and a perfect nose to match each of her faces. Then there was the smirk, a smirk that promised trouble.
"Good morning, handsome…"
Her voice rippled with accents like a kaleidoscope. Don't ask me how I know what that sounds like, I just do.
"This… this is one way to wake up…"
I finally spoke, and the voice that came back was different, clear of the cigarettes, clear of the abused throat from when a customer threw boiling water at me at one of those shitty part-time jobs.
Suddenly, a finger was trailing up my chest from up my navel, sending electric sparks through my skin.
"A surprise, correct? They always look so surprised when they hear what they could have sounded like."
The women tantalizing slow, moved her finger up my chest. I wasn't buff, but I definitely had some muscle definition.
"So there have been others like me? Does that mean all the stories written like this are true?"
I asked a perfectly logical question, but it seemed to amuse her as she stopped her finger on my lips. I could feel the fingernail change from various designs as she responded.
"A clever question… one very few ask… but you are correct. The stories you have written are all true."
Even with the changing of accents, her voice was silky but commanding; it sent shivers down my spine, and it made me very conscious that I was naked, not that I minded.
"Now, I know your life has been hard. I am here to offer you a second chance."
I was about to ask a question, but she cut me off.
"You will be transported to another world, it will be random, but you will be blessed by me with a system designed to fulfill your wildest fantasies."
"But I don't-"
"There is no need to thank me, you shall be reborn before the main timeline begins so that you have time to gain power and connections."
"Oh, that's helpful, but I don't really-"
It was too late, she was off on what felt like a practiced and probably repeated numerous times. But it did sound like a dream, this sounds like what every gonner dreams of. A second chance? Superpowers for having sex? Are anime characters basically coded to be fan service?
But you know what? I was tired.
Years of just living like the rules didn't apply, running from responsibility like a coward. Days lying in some chic's bed, planning on how to disappear, in truth?
I was free, but at what cost? No meaningful relationships, my parents were so disappointed in me that they disowned me. My little brother was off becoming a pro soccer player in Europe. And here I am, dead on the lap of a sex goddess who wants to give me a gonner system.
"And to start you off, I shall give you a random ability. Take care and good luck in your new life."
'Oh shit, did I just miss everything?'
{Ding!}
{Random skill acquired}
{Homestead, The longer you stay in one place, the more skills acquired and points given.}
{Ding!}
{Random world selected}
{My Hero Academia, World of quirks, heroes, and villains}
{Good luck and Welcome user}
Three separate screens appeared, and the moment I finished reading the words, something changed.
It felt like my soul and body had stretched beyond existence. Sands of time and reality slipping past me like glass, tearing paper. The weight of reality settles like the sky on Atlas.
And then I was just… there.
A decrepit alley with trash and some homeless dude who looked really confused, I touched my face.
Smoother, no stubble or scars.
{Ding!}
{Language acquired!}
{Japanese, language of Japan}
The screen popped up, and I glanced at the dude.
"Can you see this?"
"The fuck are you seeing, man?"
I nodded and patted myself down. A wallet, some cash, and a condom.
'My Hero Academia, or MHA… a world that would eventually turn to shit, AFO, and even the HPSC.
My memory was sparse about this, too much Fan fiction and porn, but I knew the gist.
'Izuku Midoriya… the boy who would change the world…'
{Ding!}
{Sex system engaged!}
{Intercourse with the main cast rewards with 2 Ability rolls from the wheel of worlds.}
{Intercourse with non-important cast rewards a random item from the wheel of fortune}
{Ding!}
{Starter Quest}
{Have Intercourse with sentient life}
{Rewards include 3 ability rolls and 5,000 Yen.}
I stared at it for a long second; the homeless dude probably thought I was high as shit. But my decision was made.
I tossed the condom to the side and swiped the screens away. This was my second chance. And I wanted a vacation, it's time for me to make a decision that actually does something good for me.