They say that once you are close to death you'll see your whole life flash before your eyes.
If you ask Jeffry Myers he'll tell you, that's full of shit. He currently laying down at the pool of his own blood, as it slowly drained from his body.
How did he get into this situation?
The short answer was six bullets hitting him in the chest.
It definitely explains the how, But not the why.
Jeffry Myers was the youngest among four brothers of the Myers family. They grew up in loving family instilled with values any normal family has. Not quite…
You see the Myers family has a peculiar family business. One that's been with the family for generations.
They are contract killers.
And they were very good at what they do.
They train their kids at the age of four eventually getting their first assignment at the age of 15.
You might think that being born in the Myers family automatically makes you a psychopath.
Not really. Funny enough everyone in the Myers family view killing as nothing more than a job.
They've lived by a code that has separated them from other killers.
They can refuse any contract given to them at their discretion.
They do not kill their targets in front of their friends or family.
Make everything look like an accident.
Never kill children.
Never get caught.
If you do get caught, deny everything even if it kills you.
Only kill the target.
They've stuck by these six rules and with it they've become the most deadliest assassins in the world.
And no one even knows who they are and what they look like.
Jeffry was the best assassin of his generation. It wasn't really because he was the most skilled. He was just the one that had the most free time.
Jeffry, unlike his three brothers remained single for all 35 years of his life. His brothers all have families to take care of.
While he was that one guy in the family that would probably stay single forever.
Jeffry's life has just been a mix of playing video games, watching movies, reading comic books and assassinating world leaders and crime lords. While he always said that he has no regrets on how he lived, he often wonders what his life would be if given another chance.
3 hours ago
"How's the new girlfriend, that Bella girl sounds like a sweetheart." Jeffry heard from his phone as he patiently looked at the empty roof of an apartment building using a pair of binoculars.
"I feel like she's the one. But sadly I Have to end it." Answered Jeffry on the phone.
"How come?" Asked his mother Carmen.
"I killed his brother 5 months ago, who knew she was Marco's little sister."
" Ohh the poor dear. Don't you think its kinda odd dear?" asked his mother worriedly.
"Yes I know, I was pretty sure it looked like an accident. Still, there are times I can't look her in the eye because of what I've done."
" Well maybe, it could work out your brother Angelos wife was the daughter of his mark." Said his mother
"Really? Does she know?" Asked Jeffry.
"Yes she does. Although her dad did beat them up, the way she sees it Angelo did them a favor."
"I don't think mine will work out like that, she was very close to her brother." Said Jeffry as he adjusted his binoculars.
"Dont worry son, I'm sure you'll find the right girl for you someday. Hopefully one whose family members you didn't kill."
"Very funny mom, so the family dinner still on at seven?"
"Yes dear, bring some cannolis from the old place your dad loves those."
"Sure, just make sure there's some mash potatoes for me and David he inhales that.." Jeffry was cut off when a man opened the roof access and readied his cigarettes to smoke.
"Mom, See you later, love you bye." He placed down his binoculars and readied a silenced bolt action sniper rifle. He loaded the rifle with a peculiar bullet that has a glass tip that had some sort of liquid in it.
This was just one the special things that made the Myers the best in the business. They've developed a way for a bullet to contain drugs and poison made a lot of their target's death, look like some random tragedy.
This particular bullet that hes will induce a very severe stroke that will have a huge chance of killing his victim. He doesn't know how it works, but as long as it works it's fine with him. And since his victim was a member of upsize me club. This would definitely look like a case of morbidly obese guy just had a random stroke and died kind of scenario.
He watched as his target puffed a drag on his cigarette. His scope slowly aiming at his victim's neck. Once he was certain he fired.
The bullet hit the target the back of his ear. The effects were almost instantaneous. His target wobbled and fell forward falling down the eight storey apartment complex.
Well, he expected the target to die on the roof, but him falling down adds more to the would be tragic death of his.
He never took pleasure in watching his mark fell to his death. Myers were thought not to celebrate a kill. He just relished the thought of a mob boss and a child molester to boot is no longer living.
Jeffry waited for 15 minutes until it was over making, sure that the target was eliminated. He took his phone and dialed.
"It's done, just get Janet to confirm it with our asset." He said at the phone.
"Good Job as always son. I'll wire the money once it's confirmed. This is a big one , maybe you can squeeze some downtime and get some R and R." Responded the voice on the other line.
"Looks like you talked to Mom." Answered Jeffry as he deconstructed his rifle and placed it into the guitar case that housed it.
"We're both in agreement on this one Son. You need some time off." Answered Gary the current patriarch of the Myers family.
Jeffry sighed as he carried his guitar case strapped on his right shoulder, down the stairs of the apartment building he was on.
"You know what, you guys are right. I'll take that vacation. Maybe I'll fly to japan and binge on sushi."
"That's the spirit! I'll add a little extra to the deposit. Think of it as your bonus for a job well done."
"Thanks dad, see you guys later. " Said Jeffry as he dropped the call. He was about to stash his phone when he received a text from his girlfriend Bella.
Im at your place what time you gonna come home.
Jeffry smiled at the message and walked with a little spring to his step. Maybe he'll ask her to come with him to his planned sushi massacre. They might not end up breaking up at all. Maybe he can keep it a secret forever.
Present time
The last thing that Jeffry remembered was the look of pure utter contempt on his girlfriends face as he entered the door to his apartment.
He didn't even notice until the third bullet hit his chest. He was just lost on her look.
As he laid there wishing for it to all be over, his body just won't accept death as he could hear Bella talking to him while he laid there at the pool of his own blood.
"Did you know? Was this some sick game to you? Ohh lets just fuck the sister of the guy we killed it'll be hilarious…" Bella said angrily as she still held the glock that fired six bullets in his chest.
Jeffry couldn't really answer, he was slowly drowning in his own blood. He just stared at the ceiling. He never really looked at how dirty his ceiling was.
A few seconds gone by and all the noise just seemed to be muffled all around him. He was surprised by his untimely demise, he wasn't even angry. He figured Bella had all the right to do this to him. It was his own weakness that lowered his guard around her. He let her do this.
Or maybe he did love her. And deep down inside he knew what he did. And him dying might be what she really needs. His last thoughts were at the family he was gonna be leaving behind. Goddamned David was probably inhaling mash potatoes by now.
As moments pass he slowly closed his eyes as if to sleep. And in that moment Jeffry died in his shitty apartment floor shot to death by the woman he loved.
….
Suddenly two eyes opened up.
Everywhere was white.
Jeffry thinks he can't possibly in heaven for all the things that he's done.
Unless they got it all wrong, and all this white was hell. He worriedly looked around looking for a 15 foot tall hairy and horned goat like devil pushing around a cart of spiked dildos ready to violate him for all eternity.
God he wished he never watched that fucking movie.
He tried to get up but his body still hurts, he can still feel the bullets. How the fuck was he alive. Was he in some kind of limbo where he had to suffer from the pain and not die for a hundred years, until he reached designated afterlife?
Suddenly some weird window straight out of an RPG appeared in front of him. He sighed at how much of a dork he was to compare what he was seeing to an RPG at first glance.
TUTORIAL IN PROGRESS
FREE FULL RESTORATION ADMINISTERED.
A green light enveloped his body as he felt his wounds heal in an instant. He also felt like he was back at full strength.
After being shot and presumably killed nothing was really weird for Jeffry right now. He's more worried about how his family would be.
Because if this was the same shit that he's read about online, stories about a protagonist being whisked away in some alternate universe and given stupid gamer powers. He'll probably never see his family again.
INTRODUCTION OF BASIC COMMANDS
COMMAND WORD "STATUS" FOR IN DEPTH CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Jeffry was confused he didn't know whether he needed to say the word or not. So he tried both and surprisingly both times worked.
Jeffry Myers
Class Assassin
Title The Gamer
Race Human
Age 18
HP 610
STA 760
STR -31
VIT -25
DEX- 67
AGI -55
END- 40
INT- 52
WIS- 16
LUK- 7
CHA- 34
SPCL- 0
Jeffry was not really worried for his stats. He knew what he was capable of. For all he knew his numbers were op. He was more worried about his age.
Last time he checked he was 35 years old.
COMMAND WORD "SKILL" FOR SKILLS AND PASSIVES.
Jeffry just opted to do the silent command for this one.
As expected his real life skills were all quantified. He stopped looking at the whole thing and just sorted out all the mundane skills and just focused on the important ones.
Skills
Expert Level 8
Myers weapon technique
Expert Level 6
Marksmanship
Expert Level 3
Myers Hand to hand combat.
Master Level Max
Basic Human Anatomy
Expert Level Max
Stealth
Intermediate Level 7
Misc. Survival.
Expert Level 2
Driving
COMMAND WORD "INVENTORY" FOR THE CHARACTER ITEM.
Now were talking, In all of the stories that Jeffry has read about people getting gamer powers, This one was one of the most broken aspect of it all. He did the command and a single row of five boxes appeared in front of him.
Well that's one way of balancing things out. He could only hope that it's upgradeable. He wondered if each slot can take a particular number of the same item. He hoped that the limit was more than 99.
BASIC COMMAND WORDS COMPLETE
INITIALIZING TRIAL…..
Trial? Jeffry was greatly bothered as to what the trial meant.
Suddenly the white world that he was in shifted.
The beginnings of a desolated plain began to materialize all around him.
Small patches of grass, and some trees appeared in the distance. A few more moments the sky appeared. A bright sky with the sun at its noon height illuminated his surroundings.
As the scenery unfolded a hulking figure appeared about 200 paces from where he was at. The figure was way muscular and bigger than anyone he's seen in his life. A small tusk highlighted the savage yet very familiar features of the hulking lightly armored being. Ohh and it was green.
Jeffry inwardly cursed as he recognized his would be trial. He already assumed that he was going to fight this juggernaut. It doesn't take a genius to know that the challenge was to fight a motherfucking Warcraft Orc.
His musings was interrupted when a blade whooshed down and impaled itself on the ground in front of him.
He drew the sword and recognised it as a dotanuki, a torso cutting katana. We'll he preferred a broadsword to this but hey you take what you can get.
His opponent was also given a weapon befitting an orc. A very-orc-like-warcraft-like axe that looks more like something you use to smash rocks kinda weapon. He just hoped that his evasions skills are gonna be up to par because getting hit by that bitch was going to suck as fuck.
The two combatants readied themselves for a signal that he knew was gonna. Another whoosh and a banner appeared just in between them followed by the most cliched fight shout that Jeffry has ever heard. He immediately recognized the signal. He firmly believes that he's either really crazy or the deity that did all of this was just a complete dork like him.
MORTAL COMBAT!
Yup, what a complete dork.
The giant orc rushed at him eager to bissect him with its axe. Jeffry patiently waited as he gripped his sword firmly with his two hands. The orc was deceptively agile it swiped at Jeffry almost cleaving him in half.
Jeffry managed to dodge, just in time. He knew his sword was of good quality, he's been around weapons enough to spot shit, and his sword was definitely not shit.
Having said that he highly doubts that his katana will hold up against a hit from a huge jagged axe at the velocity of a speeding semi truck.
Frankly he doesn't feel like his hands will be able to take it either. He would really like his arms not broken thank you much.
So he did what had to do, he dodged like his life depended on it. Which was definitely the case in this situation. So no pressure.
The two fighters were at it for minutes which felt more like hours as the adrenaline amplified everything making everything seemed slower. Jeffry managed to land a couple of stray cuts on the Orc while dodging. He was more than willing to go to the death by a million cuts win if that was what it take.
But he knew that he was not going to win in a battle of attrition. He had a feeling that this Orc has a certain advantage to him besides the huge strength gap.
Racial traits.
Now if what his inner dork was telling him was correct. This Orc was a Berserker which meant that once it was enraged it will be twice as hard to stop.
The million cuts win was never going to cut it. So if he wanted to win Jeffry figured he needed to go big or go home. In this case it was more like go big or die.
Now the big play was his sword impaled at the back of his Orc enemy's neck.
He just needed to go around the almost eight feet tall green roid beast and somehow find purchase in the back of his neck. No biggie.
Please mister Orc can you please lay your head down my sword and die? No well shit.
Jeffry Myers the Assassin got to work.
Utilizing his speed he danced around the wild strikes of the Orc until he found the right moment.
He ducked down a strike and slashed right into the orc knee slicing ¼ of it in the process. The orc staggered a bit and Jeffry used it to impale the Orc and used it as a means to hold onto the Orcs massive arms which were slowly emasculating Jeffry bit by bit as he held onto it.
The orc smashed his right hand into his ribs. He was sure that his Left rib area was devastated. Not to be deterred by pain he maneuvered around the Orcs arm like a rider riding an insane bronco. He was sure that the shot to the ribs did some major damage to him. Surely enough it almost took half of his hit points.
The orc tried to pry the pesky human of its arm. To Jeffry's surprise the Orc swung his massive axe on itself aiming at him. Which he narrowly dodge. The Orc almost severed his whole arm as a result.
Seeing as the green beast was distracted.
Jeffry maneuvered himself at the back of the Orc and with a overhead thrust he jammed his sword on, the orcs lower neck as the sharp blade exited just above the Orcs chest.
Surprisingly enough the Orc still trashed about until Jeffry twisted the blade within causing the Orc to fall facedown finally dying from his attack.
A few seconds later the Orc started to dematerialize leaving only his sword impaled in front of him.
His surroundings rapidly shifted sending him back to the white world he was previously in. That definitely sounded privileged.
TRIAL COMPLETE
REWARD: 500 POINTS.
Ehh what?
Where the hell is the exp. The drops? What the hell is this shit. Jeffry raged as he was expecting something else than a measly 500 points.
The surrounding area then shifted as the white room was filled with what looked like a fountain, a stall and two massive doors.
WELCOME TO THE MULTIVERSE EMPORIUM!™
THE MULTIVERSE EMPORIUM™ is only accessible through sleep for the gamer and can only be accessed once per day. In the emporium time stands still so stay as long as you like. Once you are ready to leave just use command "AWAKEN" to 'awake' in the respective universe you are in. Once awaken exactly eight hours will have passed from the time player enters the emporium no matter how long he has stayed in it.
The Shop- is your one stop shop for basically anything you can think off. Use your well earned points to buy money, skill, stats or even a refrigerator. (Stocks may vary for pressing ceremonial purposes.) All items bought are automatically stored in the inventory. If inventory is full item will be dropped in the emporium and can only be retrieved once the player has the necessary slot for said item.
The Fountain- will heal and restore the gamer for free once a day, all subsequent heals cause 100 points and will double each use per day.
The Arena- fight through challenges and earn points. Failure or death in the arena will spawn the player back at the emporium.
The Gate- visit countless multiverse with the use of your points.
Happy Gaming!
Huh. So that's what it is, no exp just points and no levels either. Jeffry went straight to the fountain and claimed his free heal. Looks like he will get one every 24 hours as a 24 hour clock started counting down. Which was weird because the countdown wasn't moving. It also looks like the 8 hours was already deducted from the clock. He reckoned that the timer will start once he wakes up.
He felt his ribs form and his strength come back to him. He then went to the shop which had its own interface which showed categories of everything the he can buy with his points. This was where he could upgrade his stats he even saw how to upgrade his inventory slots.
He then noticed one of the tabs was labeled Most popular. Curious as to what it was he opened it up and was surprised. The top 3 purchases where skills. Pretty weird descriptions too.
Gamers Body Lvl Max- Grants a body that allows for the user to live the real world like a game. No actual physical damage is dealt to the user only pain as HP is lost due to damage. All non combat skills cause no stamina. Sleep is no longer needed. Fountain heals cures all negative status effects. Cost- 500 points.
Gamer's Mind Lvl Max- Allows the user to calmly and logically think things through, Allows peaceful state of mind. Immunity to psychological status effect. Cost- 650 point .
Teleportation Lvl 1- Allows the user to instantaneously appear at another location of the user's choosing. Radius of 100m. 10 Seconds Cooldown. 2000 Special points per cast. Cost- 900 points. Unlocks Teleportation Lvl 2.
He was curious as to why these were popular. Another thing to consider was the existence of a most popular tab. Did this mean that there were others like him and they all favored these 3 skills?. Teleportation was really understandable, everyone who has ever experienced a traffic jam will surely want Teleportation.
In the end he just picked Gamers Body. With his 500 points. There was probably a reason why it's the most bought thing in the shop. If there's one thing that he remembers about playing video games, there are just things that are to good to pass up. This was probably the 'Meta' thing to do. If everyone's doing it, it probably works.
He explored the shop more and took note of the items you can buy for points. He noticed that currency was included in every country too. You truly can buy anything. He chuckled and tried to search for legendary and mystical weapons. He searched for excalibur one of the most famous fantasy weapons out of the top of his head. He was shocked at how expensive it was.
Excalibur
Rank: Mythical
The legendary sword on the stone. Known to have cleaved though hundreds of men and was the weapon of King Arthur himself.
Known to have special powers it truly was a weapon fit for any king.
Ability: Destruction Ray
Passive effects: User gains 300% increase in charisma when held in person. Nullifies 30% of enemies defense.
100 STR or 100 Agility to wield.
If the user has 100 STR or more the sword will be in Large form of a two handed Bastard sword.
If the user has 100 AGI or more the Sword will be in One handed sword mode.
If user then has 100 or more on both STR and AGI both forms can be selected with the additional of a broad sword form.
Cost: 20,000,000 points.
Holy shit that was a lot of zeroes.
He shuddered at what he needed to do in order to get that many points.
So after a good amount of looking around he then looked into the arena.
Hundreds of hundreds of pages of challenges that required you to pay points to win points. It looked like the amount of points that you win is 10x that of what you pay for to enter the challenge. And the minimum challenges cost 50 points to go in.
It ranged from timed challenges, survival, boss battles even a cooking challenge. He would definitely look into this once he was given the chance.
After looking at everything he finally made it to the gate. He remembered at the introduction of the emporium that once he wakes up he will awake in the universe he was in.
He had a sinking suspicion that he was no longer in the same universe he was born in. He looked at the gate and saw it as a chance to go back. Question was did he really want to go back?
He knew that his family were probably hurting because of his death. But he was sure they will get over him. His brothers all have a families of their own. His parents had each other.
Then he remembered his apparent death. Did he want revenge? Frankly he would more likely thank Bella for shooting him. If it weren't for her he wouldn't be in this crazy place. He was a hundred percent sure that everything here was real. He knows that he didn't have that good of an imagination to think off all of this in his head.
So he skipped over the gate and used the awaken command.
He was rather excited at what this new universe was.
She was free. She was finally her own woman. After years of saving up. Mary Sue Poots was finally on her way to hitting it big. God how she hated her name.
Luckily no one can call her that anymore as she has erased herself from the system. The-man can suck it for all she cares. She can have her own name… which was currently a work in progress.
A blind friend from the orphanage actually suggested Daisy as a new name.
Oh please after just ridding herself of Mary Sue you would think she would replace it with Daisy? Screw you Matthew.
Well anyway Mystic was her own woman now.
Shit, that sounded like some stripper name. Definitely not Mystic.
The recently no named teenager pondered on a new adage as she drove on her Van/home across the desert highway. She has been on a journey from New York and was making her way to meet with her mentor/friend Lydon in Texas. It's been a long drive from the east coast but she didn't care. She was glad she was out of New York finally out of the orphanage she grew up in.
How about Jean, it's almost gender neutral and simple. Hmm maybe if she was a redhead. Nope she definitely did not look like a Jean.
She quietly thought about a new name while her radio started playing that stupid umbrella song that she hated so much. She slammed on her radio hard enough for her Hula hoop girl dashboard figurine to fall down on the floor. The tune suddenly changed to the halfway point of another song she equally hated.
'Wake me up'
She groaned as she did what no driver should do. Try to pick up stuff on the floor while they're driving. She reckoned it was safe as she was the only one driving on the freeway at 3:00 am. In another world she would have drove straight without incident.
Unfortunately something was about to be different in this she wasn't prepared for a bloodied man to just suddenly appear in the middle of the road ahead of hers
Bring me to life..
As she raised her head after picking up her Hula hoop girl. She then noticed the man lying on the road. She quickly yanked the steering wheel to the right as she veered off the pavement into the sandy desert. She frantically pressed on the break as her Van was stopped by a nearby Cactus.
Frozen inside without your..
With the front of her van smoking and the dessert sand settling in she smacked her radio off and everything was quiet only the sound of crickets can be heard aside from her adrenaline quickened breaths. She then remembered the guy on the road she almost hit. She was fairly sure that there was blood.
So she did what any white person in every horror movie has ever done. Investigate the mysterious body on the road. Of course she wasn't gonna go out there unprepared. She hopped off her van with a flashlight in one hand and a Lug wrench on the other.
She has seen too many horror flicks to be too trusting of bodies found on the freeway. What if it's a zombie just luring the overeager good samaritan to their untimely death. Nope if that body did something remotely zombie like she was gonna wack the fuck out of it.
She slowly approached until she got a good look at the guy. A teenager likely the same age as her. He looks like he was shot in the chest a few times. If you lived in New York you definitely know what it looks like to be shot.
Shit, it went from a horror movie to a straight up Crime Thriller. What if this was some kind of gang execution.
She slowly leaned in and checked for pulse.
He's alive! She can't just leave him here the next vehicle to arrive would probably squish him like road kill.
She carefully hooked her arms underneath the guys armpit and tried to drag him to her van. This maneuver proved useless as she almost fell on her back because of it.
She then proceeded to drag him by his legs until they made it to her van which was thankfully not that far away. She then tried to place the guy into the back of her Van so that she can at least bandage his wounds.
She hoped that no one would see her as her shirt was now full of blood and sand. To anyone looking it looked like she shot the guy and was trying to escape with the evidence. She took of her shirt and tossed it aside in the van leaving her with her grey tank top and jeans.
She spent a good hour or two bandaging the guy up. She had to remove his suit leaving him half naked with his pants on lying down on the back of her Van.
The guy had no identification on him. It's possible he mugged and the robbers took his car and wallet. It's also possible that he was one of those stupid guys who tries to fight of armed robbers which ended in him getting shot.
She leaned on the back of the drivers seat. She was absolutely spent, the adrenalin finally dying down as her body was going into rest mode.
She has no time for snoozing off though. It's clear that the guy needed immediate medical attention. She was sure that it would be hours until she reached the next city with a hospital in it.
She started her car which to her relief came to life. She backed off the now leaning Cactus and got back into the road straight into the next city.
Hours into the ride if she only looked back at her ward. She would have seen the teenager glow green as his body healed. Instead she drove straight as her radio was playing.
'you can stand under my umbrella.'
God she hated that song.
AN
I'm back finally got a tablet where I can write again. This will be my remake of the gamer avengers crossover that I did awhile back.
I got some inspiration from another manhwa of the guy who wrote The gamer. Its called Life Howling same concept with skills and weapons bought by points instead of exp. Im putting my own twist by adding some gamer elements and some other stuff that i thought off.
And for anyone who live in New York, just want to let you guys know this is purely fiction so everything I write about a city might be false in real life, but true in my universe ok. So please no grieving. And please as always enjoy and review guys. Review alot.
Damn the limitations of what you can do in ffnet is just sad. Heavily considering Ao3 should I do the port?