Author's Note:
Story Name: The Monster (s)Laying Experience
Yes, I am writing about the anime popular with the 'men of culture' and decided to give it a Gamer spin. There will be lemons later, so you've been warned.
If you all played or heard of the Guncaster mod for Doom, then you'll have a good idea on what the MC's fighting style will be.
Chapter 1: Along Came a Nigga
[Do you wish to play the game of heroes and monsters?]
[Yes]: I want to keep living and be in a new world.
[No]: I want to die.
I was floating in absolute darkness while this blue digital screen was the only thing I saw in the great abyss. I didn't expect to see this after I died, but everyone has been making theories on what happens when you die. Does your soul go to Heaven or Hell? Do you just rot in the ground and your 'state of being' disappears off the face of the Earth?
A muthafuckin' TV screen telling me if I wanted to get sent to a new world with a clean slate wasn't what I was expecting. God must have a sense of humor to let me choose if I wanted to die or be reincarnated.
I guess this is the part where I accept it and get sent there. I suppose it's better than dying after all; my old life as a twenty-three-year-old college student in the city of L.A wasn't going so well. I wasn't doing so well in my classes and I was killed in a drive-by from gang banging niggas.
It didn't matter that I was fellow dark-skinned brotha like them, I was prey to them and as I was bleeding out, the muthafuckas emptied my pockets for money. If I knew…if only I knew they would have killed me, I would have been the one letting my gat explode through their skulls. Of course I was attacked on the day I forgot to bring my heat and my posse.
Those fuckers that think their tough guys for waving their guns around and swearing a lot aren't men, especially when they think wearing their pants so low exposing their underwear to everyone is okay. It's not, it makes those niggas look like a bunch of pathetic faggots.
But I digress.
I was a little anxious and nervous about what kind of world I would be put in. Would it be a magical fantasy world like LotR, Warcraft, Monster Hunter, or a Sc-fi world like Mass Effect or Halo?
It could be any of those factors.
Still, a second chance at life with a clean slate isn't all that bad. At least I died being a model citizen of L.A and didn't give into the temptation of being a drug-dealing gang banger so I can make fat stacks, get sexy hoes, and street-cred. Shit, man. That fuckin' inner demon all whisperin' in my ear and shit…
At least my family, friends, and my girlfriend knew I died a citizen and not a damn pimp or drug lord…
My life wasn't that bad, I did have a loving and supporting mom and dad, my loyal girlfriend, Tina, and my homies that back me up. I knew I should have called the boys up during the walk to my girl's apartment. But I had to act all arrogant and tough, thinking that no one would fuck with this nigga, but my dumbass forgot to get strapped before I left.
I shook off the sadness and made my choice.
"Here goes nothing…"
I pushed the 'Yes' button.
[Congratulations, Tyrone Mercer, you have been accepted to wield the power of the Gamer; an ability that allows you to look upon everything as if you are in a video game]
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[Success! Your class is a Guncaster: a gunslinger that wields guns that shoot special rounds and spells. Your special abilities will be: Killer Intent, and Slayer Arms, Spells, and Armor System]
[Your Gamer powers will be styled after an FPS protagonist]
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My vision became clear and crisp and a few bars appeared in my sight. At the top right of my vision was a green bar, under the green bar was a blue bar, and under that blue bar was a purple bar. In my lower right of my vision was the symbol of the Red Cross next to a dollar sign with the number zero next to it, and in the top middle of my vision was a yellow bar.
[The green bar is your Health bar. It drops to zero, you will die. The blue bar is the Mana bar that allows you to use special shots with a Slayer Arm or cast Spells. The purple bar is your EXP bar that fills up when you kill an enemy, complete a quest, or explore an unknown area]
[The Red Cross is your Med-pack ability that enables you to fully restore your health in an instant and the dollar sign is your Gold gauge that allows you to collect and store money which is currently zero]
[The yellow bar is your Armor System that depletes when you are hit by attacks, giving you invincibility, but take too much damage and when the bar hits zero, you will be vulnerable to attacks and the bar not only regenerates slowly, but it must be 100% in order to become invincible again]
Oh, so this is what it meant. I basically have FPS powers, right down to having the whole med-pack game rule. I would have preferred regenerating health, though. I know it sounded fuckin' lame to run and hide behind a wall or corner to Wolverine my wounds, but I digress.
"Tell me what the two other abilities do?" I said. My voice came out very hoarse and weak. It was a struggle just to say a single word.
[Killer Intent senses the murderous intentions of a target, knowing if the target is about to attack before they can act on it, giving you time to plan countermeasures before the enemy attacks you, or to quickly reveal hostile enemies that want to hurt you in the area. This will also function ambush denial to prevent an enemy to sneak attack you]
[Slayer Arms are the guns that will have their own unique abilities and special shots. Money can be spent to purchase guns or to upgrade a gun you currently have. Since you are Level 1, your first gun will be Burst Eagle]
[Spells are the magic spells you cast using Mana and like the SlayerArms, they must be earned through money and EXP. The first Spell you will receive is Fire Blast]
[As you fight and grow, you will gain Skills which are abilities that are 'discovered' during a fight]
[Do you wish to make any changes?]
[Yes]: I want something different.
[No]: Keep as is]
I did have experience with guns. I was one hell of a shot back at the local shooting range. I was also pretty good in MMA from the lessons I took when I was a teen, but I was nowhere near Conner McGregor level; I was fit and athletic, but I wasn't bulky, I'm around the muscular build of a well-trained kick boxer as I trained when I wasn't studying for my classes or hangin' with my girl and homies.
Niggas think they're tough cuz they have big muscles, but I've seen big muthafuckas get their asses knocked out despite having more height and muscle mass than the other nigga.
I lived in a dangerous fucked up ghetto neighborhood teeming with gang banging Bloods and Crips, pimps with their hoes and tricks, drug dealers, baba mamas, and not to mention the other gangs like MS-13, so I needed to be strong. I wouldn't survived being a weak ass geek that can't fight, but it doesn't fucking matter now…cuz I STILL fucking died…
I thought about switching it to a close-ranged fighter type, but you know what, I'msticking with the gun fighter class. I like BIG guns and I cannot lie.
Magic-powered guns sounded cooler and I can't forget about my .50 Cal Desert Eagle that my grandfather gave to me. It's tragic that I didn't get the chance to unleash my screamin' eagle on those niggas that killed me.
I pressed the 'No' button.
[Your status:
Tyrone Mercer
Level 1
Class: Guncaster
Health: 150/150
Mana: 250/250
Money: 0
EXP: 0/100
Buffs: None
Debuffs: None
Slayer Arms: Burst Eagle
Spells: Fire Blast
Skills: None
To become stronger, you must Level up and get money. Guns and more spells will be locked behind not only an 'XP Wall' but also a 'Pay Wall' so be sure to collect both experience and cash]
Great, I having to fucking pay money to get more powers? What happened to unlocking shit from just doing the quests and missions? Now the fucking Gamer system is charging me…
It must have taken notes from the greedy corporate assholes over at EA or Activision. I'm willing to bet that flying or getting a rapid firing rocket launcher is going to be DLC or some shit.
[Thank you! Have a good adventure!]
Bright white light suddenly flashed in the dark void, causing me to flinch and shut my eyes tied. It ended as quick as it started, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself standing in the middle of a lush and bright forest with birds flying and chirping over me. The rays of the sun peaked through the branches and began warming me up, realizing that I was cold from being in that dark abyss.
"What the hell?" I said as I looked around me. When I was in that abyss, I was naked, but now I was wearing clothes.
My clothing consisted of a black leather jacket that was zipped down, a black t-shirt that had DAMN written in red on the chest, showing my support for my fav rapper Kendrick Lamar, black jeans, black and red Air Jordans, a black bandana tied around my forehead like a headband, and gold dog tags around my neck.
This was the attire I was wearing when the niggas shot my black ass dead… and as I was dying, the muthafuckas not only took my money, but the Jordans and gold dog tags too…
I thought I would have reincarnated into something, but I'm still my old self. I'm actually glad I ain't some damn baby, or a freaky creature.
"A'ight, how do I use my powers?" I said out loud.
A blue TV screen appeared in front of me.
[You can select the guns you have collected from here]
A handgun iconappeared above the Med-pack icon.
[You can select the spells you earned from here]
A book icon appeared next to the Med-pack icon.
[You can see what Skills you have earned from here]
An S+ symbol appeared on the far-left side of my vision.
[You do not have to click the icons to open them, simply look at them and send out a mental command to open it]
I looked at the handgun icon.
"Open." I thought.
Another TV screen appeared before me, showing me all sorts of gats. The gats I couldn't get where greyed out with a master lock over them. However, one gat that wasn't grey and didn't have a lock on it was the Burst Eagle.
I summoned the Burst Eagle into my hand. It was an all-black .50 Cal Desert Eagle with red eagle designs on the sides of it. It felt almost like my old gat…
I smiled as I looked around the forest.
"This shit is cool. I'll still hold the ones I care about in my heart from my old life, but you know what, I have a feelin' this is gonna be okay. I got to keep my head up high." I said with confidence.
Later
"Why the fuck won't you DIE!" I shouted as I shot at the demon in his face as it used its large claw to hold my body in the air, but it took the headshots like a champ and smirked. The fucker grabbed my right arm and broke it, causing me to scream and drop my gun.
"M-Mister!" The angelic femboy started to cry.