Chapter 1
This whole infinite white room is a little cliche.
[Congratulations, you have been chosen.]
Ah shit.
Better than the eternal damnation, I guess. Thank you for picking me.
[Please choose a name.]
What was the name I always chose, Fallen?
[Name accepted.]
What kind of shitty game doesn't ask for confirmation? I don't want my name to actually be Fallen!
Fuck, does this affect my "origin" story?
[Perks gained: Gamer's body, Gamer's Mind, Inventory]
Although I must admit, the prospect of being undead with Gamer powers sounds fun.
Gamer's Body
A body that allows the user to live life as a game. Rest will restore HP and MP.
Sick.
Gamer's Mind
Your mind is an impenetrable fortress. It can not be read or controlled. An induced state of calm shall be everpresent. You are immune to psychological attacks.
Free genjutsu immunity is very much appreciated.
Inventory
Your soul space can only be seen and accessed by you. The object must be inanimate and capable of being lifted by you to be put into your soul space. Your soul space capacity is limited only by the strength of your soul.
Soul space? How much can the average soul even lift?
[Skill gained: Observe, Instant Dungeon Creation]
Observe
Gain information from a target.
Instant Dungeon
Grants you access to a tower in a pocket dimension. It contains unending waves of mobs that respawn. The more one climbs, the greater the danger. You are only able to cast it when nobody can observe you. Use Dungeon Escape to leave.
Sounds fun.
[Would you like to spin for a skill or perk?]
[WARNING: You will gain a flaw equal to what you rolled.]
The powers given to me already make me overpowered, so there isn't any reason to gamble.
That said, YES.
A window pops up with words that spin incomprehensibly fast. Then, it stops.
[Skill: Hollow Eyes]
Hollow Eyes
Eldritch eyes allow you to see the sins and karmic value of the soul, instill FEAR into any being, and are unobstructed by physical objects. Range: 1000 miles.
[Flaw: The Chicken]
The Chicken
A chicken created with 80% of your stats. The only purpose it has is your demise. You can not reason with it. You can not contain it. If you manage to slay it, it will eventually return. It will manifest at random times. Only you can kill The Chicken.
Really? Is that even equal? X-ray vision that sees your sins for the chicken from family guy? If it's the same guy, then I'm fucked. That bastard was tough.
[Would you like to spin for a skill or perk?]
…
Yes.
[Perk: DETERMINATION]
DETERMINATION
Reality falters before your indomitable will.
You can SAVE once per day and RELOAD when you die.
You can RESET the timeline once every standard year of your current world.
HELL YEAH! JACKPOT! It doesn't matter what I get as a flaw. I win.
[Flaw: The Easiest Enemy]
The Easiest Enemy
All it takes is one hit, and you die. HP locked at 1.
Fuck. That flaw is pretty bad, but it's still worth it. Although, that chicken flaw became way more dangerous.
[Would you like to spin for a skill or perk?]
Eh, it doesn't matter how bad the flaw is if I can always come back. Yes.
[Perk: Omnilingual]
Omnilingual
You speak every tongue. You know every word in this multiverse. Languages that should be impossible to say flow elegantly through your mouth. Words that should make any mortal's brain explode welcome your gaze.
[Flaw: Silent Protagonist]
Silent Protagonist
You are unable to speak physically.
Alright, never mind, I'm out. Move on.
[Randomizing World]
[World Selected]
[Progress Saved]
I blinked. Huh, I didn't realize I wasn't doing that before. I am broken out of my stupor by a woman in green robes calling out a familiar name.
"Harry Potter!" the lady called.
Fuck. Alright, not the worst world to be put in. Harry Potter is a pretty good starter world with my weaknesses. Although the Save points give me pseudo-immortality, I'd prefer not to be put in some infinite death loop trying to get out of the academy in Naruto. I need to create some ideas for my battle style if a paper cut is all that is required to kill me. Is this even canon Harry Potter? That is Daniel Radcliff up there right now. I scanned the crowd to see if I could find Hermione. I remember Rowling once said that she intended Hermione to be black. If I see Emma Watson, it's more likely that this world will follow the movies.
As I scanned the crowd for bushy hair and Emma Watson, McGonagall called, "Fallen?". Guess I'm an original character since I didn't hijack some child's body when I reincarnated. She certainly seemed confused, at least.
As I stood up, the dining hall, which was loud and lively after Harry's turn, fell silent. I would look to see what kind of child was named Fallen if I was one of them. I heard whispers start to echo the hall on my way up. I realized I had overlooked something. When I took an online sorting test in my previous life, I got put into Ravenclaw. Wouldn't it be better if I got put into Gryffindor so I could be closer to the cast and, therefore, the quests or storyline? What if this world isn't even canon Harry Potter? A competent Voldemort does not sound fun to fight on 1 HP.
As this thought flits through my head, I feel the hat on my head. Guess it's up to it now.
…
Any minute now.
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Any minute now.
...
Ok, I get that I reincarnated, but it shouldn't be that hard to judge me, right? After 5 minutes, the hall, once respectfully quiet, was now bored and openly chatting. Guess people who take a long time to sort are called hat stalls. After 10 minutes, when even the teachers started whispering, the hat said, "Alright, I give up. Could you put down your defenses?" Wait, what defenses? Oh shit.
Gamer's Mind
Your mind is an impenetrable fortress. It can not be read or controlled. An induced state of calm shall be ever-present.
Shit, I can't turn it off since Gamer's Mind is a perk and not a skill. I shook my head and was about to let McGonagall know that I was mute when I saw something strut out of the crowd. It's The Chicken. Thankfully not the one from Family Guy but just an ordinary-HOLY SHIT!
I dove out of my chair as it sailed past me. It launched itself with enough force to knock over the chair. The hall is roaring in laughter, and the teachers are joining them.
WHY ARE THEY NOT QUESTIONING ANYTHING ABOUT THIS? DO SOMETHING, ASSHOLES!
The Chicken charges again and leaps high. I duck beneath its high kick. It transformed the movement into a front flip and swiped at me with its right wing. I rolled away from the direction it swung as it unleashed a barrage of feathers. The feathers sped right into the crowd, and I heard cries of pain before someone fell behind me. I peeked over my shoulder to see bloody holes torn through Ron Weasley behind me.
[Through narrowly escaping death, you have gained the Skill: Dodge Roll]
Dodge Roll
A roll that-
Not the time, I dismissed with a thought.
Only after someone is hurt is when the adults take action. But before one of the teachers could shoot a spell at it, The Chicken reared its head and let off a guttural crow. The shout froze the hall in place. It began its charge anew.
I used the crowd as body shields. I chucked plates at the Chicken if only to buy me a second.
Hold on a second, the Chicken spawned with 80% of my stats, right? Shouldn't it take just a hit from me to kill it?
With newfound hope, I filched knives as I weaved through the tables, careful not to cut myself accidentally. Once I grabbed a handful, I grabbed the closest person next to me and used them as a shield. Unfortunately, her body was not thick enough to stop the feathers as they tore through her back. Thankfully, the Chicken's aim was off as it only managed to hit her right side while I was ducking beneath her left. Once the barrage was over, I pushed her body onto the Chicken forcing it to dodge. Tracking its direction, I chucked the knives at where it would land.
While most of the knives missed it, three looked like they would manage to hit their intended target. The Chicken swiped one of the knives away, but the other two managed to strike true.
The Chicken staggered. It looked down at the knives in its body and looked straight back up at me. It struck me with a look of pure fury that promised pain as it wrapped a foot upon a knife and pulled it out.
How the hell is it not dead? Shit, HP must not count as a stat.
Before it pulled the other knife out of its body, I decided to cut my losses and get out of the hall. But no matter how hard I tugged at the handles, the doors refused to budge, as if they were locked. I tried to take a weapon from a suit of armor to no avail. As I used the suit of armor to hide from yet another barrage of what must be steel feathers, I racked my brain for any ideas. I could not run forever.
Isn't it standard in games for them to provide a starter weapon? Inventory. A black square appeared over my wrist, but I instinctively knew all that was within. It was empty except for one item, my wand.
I reached within the square and pulled it out. I felt warmth course through my body as I held onto it. Now then, what spells do I know? Skills.
Skills List
Dodge Roll
A roll that temporarily makes you invincible for the duration of time in use.
Hollow Eyes
Eldritch eyes allow you to see the sins and karmic value of the soul, instill FEAR into any being, and are unobstructed by physical objects. Range: 1000 miles.
Instant Dungeon
This grants you access to a tower in a pocket dimension. It contains unending waves of mobs that respawn. The more you climb, the greater the danger. You are only able to cast it when nobody can observe you.
Observe
Gain information from a target.
What, no starter spells? Maybe I need to cast something before it's listed.
I peeked around the corner as the Chicken sprinted towards the armor and pointed my wand at it.
'Magic Missile'...nothing happened. Fuck, I don't know how to magic. My wand is fucking useless, then.
I can't use Instant Dungeon because of all the people in the hall. Does the Chicken count as somebody that can observe me? Whatever now is not the time to test that out right now. Guess Hollow Eyes will have to do.
Once the barrage was over, I sprinted towards the closest table for a knife. I grabbed the knife and turned towards the Chicken instead of ducking for cover like I did before. Instead, I raised my weapon and pointed it at the Chicken.
[Through your aggravating gesture, you have created the Skill: Taunt]
Taunt
Cast an-
MOVE! Jesus, these pop-ups are annoying.
[Would you like to minimize-]
YES! YES! JUST GET OUT OF MY WAY! THE BASTARD'S COMING!
Just as the Chicken lept, I used Hollow Eyes. It held a karmic value of 25 for killing poor Ron and my other body shields. The FEAR made the Chicken hesitate. It fluttered its wings in midair to stop its jump. I used that opportunity to get close and stab through its heart. It squawked a strangled cry as it threw a wild swipe with its right wing. I ducked beneath the swipe as I felt it cleave through my hair. I used a dodge roll to get out of the way and waited for it to bleed to death. Observe.
Name: The First Chicken
Title: Cock of Cocks
Level: 11
HP: 30
MP: 5
SP: 12
STR: 9
END: 9
DEX: 9
INT: 9
WIS: 15
LUC: 19
Reputation - Despised
"Hell hath no fury as a Chicken scorned."
Why is HP not going down? That should have been a fatal wound! Shit, don't tell me the Chicken has perks too. Of course, it does.
The Chicken proceeded to yank out the knife and threw it at me. I used a dodge roll to avoid it, but I realized too late I fell into its trap as it threw another barrage of feathers toward where I was rolling. The mother fucker used my trick against me. There was no way to dodge it in time. I felt several feathers go through me, and something in me shattered.
The last thing I heard was its victory cry before it all went black.
"You really died to a chicken, huh?" Death Toll: 1
I blinked.
[For escaping from Death's clutches, you have gained the Title: Defier of Death]
Defier of Death
You, a mortal, have died, yet you still walk the realm of the living despite it. Your existence has become more defined. You are immune to instant kill effects.
"Harry Potter!" McGonagall called.
Fuck.