Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or The Gamer

When most people think of reincarnation, they tend to look at their religion's beliefs for such a thing. I am here to tell you that they are wrong to do that. The reason I say this is because I have had to go through it, and it is hell. Not literally, of course. Although, you tend to think like that when you suddenly die in a fire, and then wake up in the middle of a world filled with terrible monsters that exist for the sole purpose of running around and devouring the souls of the innocent. Oh, don't forget the weird ass powers that I got. Now, with that said, let us get on with the show.

I woke up on the top of a very tall building, which was odd, because the last thing I remembered was was burning to death in a fire. Then I noticed the translucent blue box floating right in front of me.

You have slept on a hard concrete roof, 10% of your HP, MP, and RP has been restored!

I just stared at it for a moment, then I did what most people would do in this situation, I slapped myself as hard as I could. Which was surprisingly hard and hurt more than I expected it to. When I looked back at the box it was still there, not only that, something else popped up as well.

-2HP

It also made a ping noise that scared the hell out of me.

Okay,I had looked over small bits and pieces of The Gamer and this is what even gave me the idea I should try and confirm what was happening. The insane part of me that actually wanted this to be real and not some kind of weird dream in which I could feel pain immediately took over.

"Status"

Spike

Age:16

Race:?

Gender:Male

Title:none

The Gamer

Level:1

Exp:0/100

HP:200/200

MP:100/100

RP:50/50

Status:

STR:5

VIT:5

DEX:5

INT:5

WIS:5

LUK:5

Status Points:5

Spike was an orphan before he died in a fire that burned down the orphanage he had lived in. He has been reincarnated in the wonderful world that is before him.

A normal person would have had a heart attack or fallen into panic, hell, an insane person would have at least been a little freaked out. But I just sat there and processed the information as if it were nothing new. Don't get me wrong, I had felt the emotions rise up in me, but then they were pushed down by something and then regulated at a pace at which I couldn't even notice them before they were gone.

I wanted to test this some more so I said the next command that came to mind.

"Skills"

Skills:

Gamer's Mind(Passive)Lvl:Max

This skill allows your mind to process any situation or change almost immediately, allowing you to quickly adapt, as well as regulating any emotions that your conscious or subconscious mind deems unnecessary or potentially harmful.

Gamer's Body(Passive)Lvl:Max

This skill allows you to live the real life as a game and allows you to live without sleep or food.

I allowed myself a manic grin.

Oh, hell yes, this was going to be awesome.

I was up and trying to find my way off of the roof only a few seconds later. When I spotted the door that l assumed led down I immediately ran towards it, only to jump away from and behind the door to avoid being spotted by a guy that walked through the door as he tried to light a cigarette. I crouched silently beside the door as I watched the man walk towards the edge of the roof, waiting for him to be where I was out of his line of sight because I really didn't want to explain how I got up to the roof without anyone seeing me.

Once I was finally out of his sight and I was about to quietly open the door and sneak inside two things happened that both excited and terrified me. One was a new screen that popped up saying,

Through a special action, a new skill has been created!

Stealth(Active)Lvl:1

The art of going unseen and unheard. Cannot walk or run when this skill is active, otherwise it will deactivate. Crouching allows you to move.

10% less likely to be detected when skill is active

The other thing that happened was that the guy mumble something that I could barely hear, but when I figured out what he said, I realized something.

He was speaking Japanese.

Within the next twenty minutes I had made it outside the building. As I walked down the street I was thinking on the whole language thing. If I was in Japan then I would probably need to find a library and check out a Japanese to English dictionary. And any doubt that I had that I was in Japan was thoroughly erased on the walk. Every sign that I saw was in Japanese.

And then another pop up, that nearly scared me half to death, need I add, popped up proclaiming that I had learned a new skill.

For making many astute observations, you have gained a new skill!

Observe(Passive)Lvl:1

This skill allows you to observe information on a target of your choice. You can currently observe the name, race, gender, and level of a target that is up to twenty levels higher than you. More information is unlocked every five levels of this skill.

I smiled at that, this was going to be useful. So, I spent the next thirty minutes using Observe on every person that passed by.

When I had finished I had gotten my Observe to level four. As it turns out, using it on random people of low level does not give it much experience. I must have Observed at least forty to fifty people.

Anyway, with that working, I finally bothered to look around. The sun was almost at midday and it was surprisingly hot, I quickly realized that I hadn't even looked at my clothes,either. I was wearing a black sweatshirt, which was probably why I was so hot, and a baggy pair of dark grey sweatpants as well as a black pair of running shoes. I guess, with everything that had been happening since I had woken up, checking out my clothing just hadn't been important.

Anyway, it looks as if I were in more a market area where the locals would hang out. The people seemed to have all begun leaving for one reason or another, probably their jobs or something, at least, that was what I thought.

Until I heard an ear shattering roar that was most definitely not human.

It was not a good day.

A/N: Hello people this is my first fanfic so please review and give me some constructive criticism.

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