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As soon as he saw the message, Russell could only cry. Not only was he stuck in an anime filled with the philosophy of "survival of the fittest." He was in a crossover of two of the manliest anime! in his opinion.

Quest: THE ONE
Description: The first day of your adventure and you're stuck in a war zone. Train to be at the top become the one!

Time limit: NONE

Success reward: 3000 exp, 200 gold, and unlocking a new skill. New items.

Failure: Death

Optional Quest:

Niko Style: Find Tokita Niko and learn the Niko style.

KUNG FU FIGHTING~: Find the Kaioh and learn some Kung Fu.

The Karate Kid: Head to the Orochi Dojo and be a badass Karate master under the tutelage of Katsumi Orochi and Doppo Orochi.

The Founder: Make your own martial art and prove it's the best.

He blinked before humming in thought. He had three options the easiest and safest one would be learning under Katsumi until the prisoners arc. Next would be making his own martial art since he took some basics from Karate, Judo, Taekwando, and boxing.

Finding Niko on the other hand was next to impossible since Ohma's teacher didn't have a real name so that meant he had to find Ohma first before Niko.

The Kaiohs well they probably wouldn't mind if he asked, there could be a price but Dorian was the first foreigner to learn and earn the title Kaioh so maybe he could do it too.

"Okay first find the Orochi and then lean Karate. Next, find Ohma and learn the Niko as fast I can. Next would be the Kaiohs learn the Shaori and everything else." Russell muttered. Now if he remembered correctly the Dojo had a tiger bulletin board. Maybe if he asked the locals he might find them.

He nodded his head before looking around. So far he was surrounded by trees. That meant he was either in a forest or a park.

"Well better get moving." He said to himself before walking towards the north or at least what he thought was north.

Ten minutes later he was out of the trees and saw several buildings with signs in Kanji.

"So I'm in Japan." He muttered. Before looking at street signs. The kanji then began to morph to English and back into kanji.

Confused, the young man focused on the sign and the kanji began to glitch before stopping.

SUBWAY STATION.

Did he just learn how to read Japanese. looking around he just realize something why did he feel shorter?

Walking towards a parked car and what he saw made him blink.

He wasn't shorter, He was younger! He had de-aged back to a six-year-old child. Oh, c'mon, he's already in a world filled with dangerous monsters in human skin, and now he's a kid!

His black hair that had a hint gray patch that was similar to a tiger was now gone replaced with pure black. His brown eyes were sharper than he remembered.

His skin was tan and under his left brown eye were three moles.
Also, his appearance was now anime yet whenever he looked at his hands they were completely normal, not anime... ish... to save whatever sanity he had, the young man just muttered "just roll with it me."

Sighing he began to ask around at first he got ignored or got some awkward answer when they spoke English.

Thankfully he figured out the requirements for "insta-genius" turns out if he wanted to use the skill on how to speak certain languages he had to hear the locals saying a sentence, if it's in written form then he had to see the letters in a sentence. Of course, he had to spam "observe" to figure it out. The drawback was that there would be misunderstandings like when he asked for a restroom he ended up saying bedroom. When he practiced handwriting and asked someone to read it, they couldn't make heads and tails.

Note to self get a damn tutor.

Not to mention he had to act like a kid, not twenty-one years old.

The actor skill (lv.1/3)

Did he also mention he had ran away whenever the cops show up because someone reported a lost child? No? well, now you know.

At least his stamina is 70 and got a new skill "Presence Concealment" from the constant chases.

Finally, he got the right direction. Now he just had to turn left and -

"Get back here you little shit!"

Confused, he turned and was surprised at what he saw.

"Oh C'mon! I just got here!" He thought.

There a few feet away from him was Ohma trying to escape two grown men. The sight of Ohma had been enough to short circuit his brain at the sheer ridiculousness that he didn't realize that they just passed him.

Now he had two options first would be continuing what he was doing and lose his only lead to learning the Niko style or chase after them.

Once they were gone only then did he nodded his head like hell was he going to lose his chance in learning Niko style. "Well, I could just learn karate after I master Niko style." He muttered as he began to chase after them.

By the time he managed to catch up to them, they already cornered the kid.

"Nowhere to run this time runt." One of the two said while cracking his knuckles. "That dime was worth a lot of cash kid, ya better have something on ya cause if ya don't..."

"We'll be taking something else." The other man finished while raising a pocket knife.

"Fuck you assholes! It's your fault in the place!" Ohma yelled. All he did was steal some meal before turning into a corner and running into these two. This resulted in them losing their grip on the bags filled with jewelry and having to ditched their loot since the cops were catching up to them. How was he supposed to know someone was robbing a jewelry store.

"Ho, this kid's has some bark. Let's see if he can keep it up." The man said.

The two started to approach him around but all they saw was Ohma, pain, and darkness.

Ohma on the other hand could only watch as the two men fall while clutching their throats as blood began to spurt out. A shard of glass lodged at the back of their throats.

Before his eyes, was a kid, a bit younger than him, standing behind the two, both hands wrapped in clothes.

Russell was really glad he had Observe or else he wouldn't have spotted the broken window or the abandoned clothes.

He had only one shot in taking them both out. Hence why he had to take the stealthy approach. He knew the risk but if he needed to survive the oncoming events then Ohma had to live.

Presence concealment. Become one with the shadows, blend in with the crowd. Your enemies won't see you coming.

Presence concealment (lv.1/3)

Well at least got an upgrade. He was lucky he got a skill.

What was weird was that when he killed those two he had no signs of hesitation.

Probably it was the Gamer suppressing his emotions.

Emotion Suppression skill: In a certain fight or flight scenario this skill will activate itself to give the player a temporary or permanent control over their emotions to think rationally.

And he was right. Looking at Ohma, He raised clothed hand "Sup, you alright?" He asked.

"I didn't need your help!" Ohma yelled. "I could have handled them!"

"Sure, sure," Russell said while looking at Ohma. "Look I'm looking for someone and you're my only lead. Not to mention I'm completely lost... So is it okay to stay with you?" He asked awkwardly and approached the future Asura.

"No! leave me alone!" The ten-year-old yelled before pushing him away and left.

"I saw that a mile away," Russell whispered to himself before using Presence Concealment. Maybe he should have gone easy on him instead of being blunt.

It had already been minutes since Ohma had left the strange kid but couldn't shake the feeling that he was followed.

He was so enraptured by the sensation that he hadn't noticed that the stop sign was red.

Just as he was about to cross the road someone grabbed his shirt and pulled just as a speeding car passed him.

"Can't afford to get yourself killed now can we?" A joking voice said. The same voice he heard from the alley.

"YOU!" He yelled. "Yup it's a-me," Russell said while his voice was now Mario.

"Let go!"

Without a complaint, the now six-year-old did as he was told. "What do you want? I already said no." He said calmly.

"And frankly I don't care. Even if you say no a thousand times. I'm always one step behind you." Russell said coldly.

Ohma could only shiver as he heard Russell. Hell, those eyes already freaked him out. What he didn't know was that Russell was lying about not caring if Ohma rejected him three times then he would leave him alone.

"Tch... fine," Ohma growled earning a relief sigh from the strange kid.

"Thank you. " Russell said before seeing Ohma was already walking. "Wait up dude." He said but was ignored.

After hours of walking and an awkward silence, the two entered a junkyard.

Russell had to admit though Ohma was a fighter and survivor to live in such conditions.

Seeing Ohma had fallen asleep on a broken car with the back seat intact, he began to pick on what he was to sleep on.

So far the only thing he could use as a makeshift bed was the couch with a broken stand.

"Well beggars can't be choosers," he muttered before dragging the sofa to his preferred spot.

"Hey what's your name?" Ohma suddenly asked, surprising him.

"Russell." He said before laying on the sofa. Before calling upon the Menu. "I wonder if I have some gold right now?" He muttered.

GOLD: 999,999,999

Son of a -

And that all for now folks.

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