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#Settling in the New World
"That shitty God! Why must she throw me in a fucking dirty alley? I'm filthy now!" I gritted my teeth in annoyance as I tried to get out of the heap of trashes.
After standing up, I checked my body and discovered nothing wrong with it. I'm healthy as horse. Furthermore, I'd regained the memory I lost when I met with that pitiful god.
And why she calls herself 'god' when she's a girl. Isn't goddess the proper word to call her? I complained silently as I peeled the filth sticking on my clothes. I was wearing the set I wore before my death, a blood red T-shirt with an image of a pair of 'Sharingan' from 'Naruto' and a pair of faded navy blue jeans. Unfortunately, I was barefooted.
Sigh! I sighed in dismay when I recalled how I ended in this situation. I must say I never thought my girlfriend would stab me with a fork in my forehead when she discovered that I cheated on her. What a hardcore girl she was!?
There was no significant reason behind my cheating, except I was thinking with my dick. After all, I wasn't a good boy. I was promiscuous, lazy, selfish, and other negative traits crammed into this flesh bag.
My girlfriend, or I suppose, my ex, was a fan of J-pop, mostly game, manga, and anime. We had been going out since our second year in high school. So, we had been dating for around two years. She was an introvert girl because of her complicated household. Having workaholic parents made you lack of love when growing up, I suppose.
I dated her because she looked easy to get into her pants. Visually, she wasn't ugly, and actually quite a beauty. We had a healthy relationship, as healthy as it could be with an introvert and geeky girl as a girlfriend. Still, the cosplay-sex was amazing.
However, I never thought she would overreact when she discovered I'd been cheating behind her.
Well, it was all in the past. Now, I only have the fifty-three years to enjoy. It wasn't a surprise I didn't feel bad for getting thrown in another world. After all, my relationship with my parents was strained because I was a disappointment in their eyes. They doted on my little brother more. But, I digress.
Anyway, I don't know where I'm. I don't have money, and if my understanding of that shitty God is spot on, I'm in a pinch. I scratched the back of my head as I sorted out my condition. Let's check out my 'blessings' first. I hope this magic Mumbo-Jumbo can help me out!
For a while, I tried to activate my blessings. From the god I met prior, I received two blessings.
The first blessing was 'Free-Magic Creation'. It was a blessing to create any magic I wanted. To use this magic, I need to understand how the magic worked. The image of magic I wanted to create was very important. If the image was unclear, the magic wouldn't be created.
The second blessing was 'Perpetual Magic Reactor'. As its name implied, it was a blessing that gave me a 'metaphorical organ that perpetually creates magic energy in my body'. With this blessing, I basically had limitless magic energy ready to use.
I checked my second blessing, the Perpetual Magic Reactor. Fortunately, it wasn't that hard to find out how to turn it on. However—
"Shit!" I cursed loudly when I felt my magic energy went out of control. The space around me shifted and the ground I stood on cratered. I felt something gushed out of my body. It was colorless and formless energy at the beginning, but as the amount of magic pouring out of my body grew up, I could see the faint bluish color. I recognized it as my magic energy.
Alright! Turn off, bitch! I forcefully turned off my Perpetual Mana Reactor and checked my surrounding. This isn't good! I don't know what kind of world is this. If that God's words are to be believed, at least, this world is based on the imagination of people of my previous world. There's a chance I'm now in a fictional world with magic in it. What I've done can take their interest! I need to get the hell out...ASAP!
Ignoring my stinky smell, I left the alley. I was surprised when I discovered how everyone I met in the street had Orient face. What's more, the billboard and other promotional boards were written in Japanese. It wasn't hard to realize where I was. I was in Japan.
The million dollar question: what kind of Japan I was in. There were countless fictional worlds based on Japan. After all, Japan was the birth country of manga and anime.
I need to find out where I'm first...
My first move planned, I walked up randomly. I ignored the curious gazes from locals. I understood that Japanese was a country who didn't appreciate foreign, except said foreign was in vacation. Racism was quite high in this country. Surprisingly, this country highly held the concept of personal honor. I suppose, it was Samurai-thing.
After sometime, I stopped in an old district with unused buildings. From the look of it, there were unused factories and discarded houses. When I arrived in this place, the sky had turned dark. My feet carried me aimlessly as I didn't know where I should stay tonight.
Finally, I settled in an unused factory. The place was dirty, but there were no busybodies snooping around. I sat down on a box near the entrance and began thinking aloud, "I really need to find a means to sustain my life. That shitty god should prepare something for me, like, living place and fund to start my life here. Well, I think, it's impossible to depend on someone irresponsible like her."
I let loose a long and drawn out exhalation. My mind worked overdrive, thinking of a way to get money and living place. And it was the first necessity from the long list I created in my mind. Suddenly, I slapped my forehead. I felt like an idiot. "I have Free-Magic Creation. Why didn't I create magic to help me out in this situation? Man, I'm stupid!"
After that, I began to use my Free-Magic Creation. Firstly, I created Passive Language Comprehension spell. With this spell, I could understand Japanese.
Secondly, I created Hypnosis and Memory Modification spells. This spells could help me out with my homeless situation. I could modify local's memory to take me into their house.
Those two were only the beginning. Before I knew it, I created more than a dozen spells. At this point, I discovered that I had a problem with keeping all the spells I've created.
If only I had something like a system in those fictional stories to keep track my growing ma...gic... I trailed and paused amidst my contemplation. I wondered if I could create a spell that keeps track on my growing list of spells.
The next moment, I experimented with my Free-Magic Creation. Lo and behold! My attempt in creating a system to keep track of my spells succeeded.
A simple white screen with 20x15 centimeters square dimension and black words written in Times New Roman font appeared in my vision. I eyed the screen and read the content.
Spells:
1. Language Comprehension (Passive)
2. Memory Modification
3. Hypnosis
4. Space Control
5. Time Control
6. Image Realization
7. All Creation
8. Mana Conversion (Strength)
9. Mana Conversion (Reflex)
10. Mana Conversion (Speed)
11. Mana Conversion (Endurance)
12. Mana Conversion (Stamina)
13. Mana Conversion (Regeneration)
14. Create Elements
15. Create Barrier
16. Mind-Reading
17. Heal
18. Resurrection
19. Clairvoyance
20. Teleportation
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Simple. But, it's better than nothing. I nodded my head, feeling a sense of accomplishment.
Suddenly, I felt tired and sleepy. I realized that my mind and body were drained by what had been happening since I arrived in this place. I decided to take a quick nap.
Before that, I created a barrier that would protect me when I was sleeping. When I was one hundred percent sure that I would be safe, I finally fell asleep without a care in the world.
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The next day, I woke up late. The sun already was high in the sky. I was too exhausted yesterday, so I woke up unusually late. Previously, I rarely woke up past 8 AM. Using 'Tempus' magic, something I ripped off from Harry Potter work, I discovered that it was almost midday. My stomach then rumbled, asking to be filled.
And so, I left my next to find breakfast? Lunch? Brunch? Whatever it was called.
Using both Hypnosis and Memory Modification, I got my free meal from a stall on the roadside. A hot dog. But, it wasn't that good. I then walked around while eating my meal. Not only my stomach digested its meal, but my mind was also digesting the information I gained from interrogating the food stand owner I ripped off.
So, I'm in Highschool DxD world. Kuoh Town to be exact. Honestly, it is surprising I was sent to a fictional world I know. I finished my meal and threw the paper warp before walking up towards the residential area. I was hunting for a household I could mooch.
After walking in a residential area for some time, I decided to walk up towards the random house in the vicinity. I pushed the bell and waited for someone to answer me.
Not long after I rang the bell, the door opened from inside, and a housewife with brown hair and eyes appeared from inside. She was wearing pink polo and 3/4 jeans. Overall, she looked like a normal modern housewife at first glance.
She walked up towards me and seized me warily. "Yes? Do you need something?" asked the unknown housewife in Japanese.
I smiled thinly and hit her with Hypnosis. "What's your name?" I asked the Japanese housewife.
"Hyoudou—"
I blinked my eyes before deadpanning at her. "Do you have a perverted son called Issei?"
"Yes..."
"How old is he, your son?"
"Thirteen years old..."
"Where is your son's school?"
"Kuoh Public Junior High School…"
"At what year?"
"At his last year…"
"Is your husband called Hyoudou Gorou?"
"Yes..."
"Did you have a neighbor called Shidou in the past?"
"Yes..."
I tapped my chin as I carefully digested her answer.
Just my luck! The random house I chose was actually the protagonist of Highschool DxD's house. And this woman was no other than Hyoudou Issei's mother. What's this a coincidence? Or is this something that irresponsible god planned all along? I shrugged my shoulders and stared at the dazed housewife under my spell.
"Alright. Open the gate and take me inside."
"Understood."
I followed Issei's mother inside. We entered the living room and sat down on the sofa. She was staring blankly at me.
For a while, I was thinking my next move. Since I discovered this world was based on Highschool DxD, I felt it was a shame I could only live for five dozens of years here. I meant the supernatural beings in this world basically were immortal.
How should I make myself immortal? In fifty-three years, that shitty god will take me back to the afterlife. I can imagine her force me if I fight back. Hmmm... I became deep in thought as I tried to find a way to fight against my destiny.
I have Free-Magic Creation. There should be a way to trick that stupid god... Can I copy my own soul, so, at that time, I can stay alive? Well, I still have dozens of year to prepare for that day. For now, I will live my life as a member of this household, I think.
I nodded deeply and focused back on Issei's mother. A plan was constructed in my mind as I eyed the normal housewife in front of me.
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In the evening, I heard Issei arriving. His loud "I'm back!" in Japanese woke me up. I quickly used my Teleportation spell to move up towards the living room.
"What the hell?"
I appeared in front of Issei, scaring the hell out of the boy. He crumbled on his ass and looked at me with a gobsmacked face. Without further ado, I hit him with Sleeping Spell.
"What's it?" Mrs. Hyoudou entered the living room. She looked worried and curious.
"Ah, nothing. Just return to your work." I told Mrs. Hyoudou while using my Hypnosis and Memory Modification to her.
She nodded dumbly, her eyes unfocused, and returned back to the kitchen. After that, I looked down towards the unconscious Issei.
All in all, he looked like a plain Japanese teenager with brown hair in hen's rear style with two tails. Before he fainted, I discovered he had light brown eyes.
I moved Issei to the sofa and stood silently on my spot, eyeing the unconscious boy. I weighed my decision for the last time before I committed to it.
Well, nothing gained if nothing ventured. I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed his left hand before transferring a trickle of mana into his left hand.
The red gauntlet, Twice Critical, appeared, covering his arm. I frowned and carefully sent more mana to the gauntlet. Next, there was a red flash. The gauntlet transformed into the plated shape with golden protrusions. The green gem on the back of Issei's hand glowed brightly. I licked my lip to calm my nervousness before talking, "Ddraig. Did you hear me?"
[So, you're the one who forced me awake. What do you want? Speak!]
I heard the deep voice from the green gem. The voice didn't belong to a human. It was Welsh Dragon who spoke through the gem attached on the gauntlet.
"I have a proposal that will benefit the both of us. I believe both of us can reach an agreement."
[Let me hear it out. But, crave this in your mind. If I find you're wasting my time, you will regret it, human.]
"We won't know what will happen later. Now, listen to my words first..."
And so, I explained my situation and my plan to Ddraig. There was a Question-and-Answer session, and I replied the sealed dragon's inquiries. Everything took a few hours.
Amidst our discussion, Gorou Hyoudou came back home. I hit him with Sleeping Spell and modified his memory before continuing our discussion.
It was around 10 PM when everything was wrapped up.
"So, do you accept my proposal?"
[...] Ddraig didn't answer my question immediately, opting to think his choice thoroughly.
I waited for his response patiently. I lost nothing if the dragon wouldn't accept my proposal. In fact, this exchange weighed heavily on my favor. Of course, I didn't say it aloud.
[I've decided,] Ddraig finally gave his response, [I, Red Dragon Emperor, Y Ddraig Goch, accepted this pact.]
My smirk became diabolical grin after I heard the Welsh Dragon's response.
After that, I carried the unconscious Issei to his bedroom. I then began my plan.
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"I feel weird…" I talked to myself as I watched my reflection in the mirror. Instead of my Caucasian face, Hyoudou Issei's face was reflected back to me.
It was around 2 AM in Japanese time-zone.
Using my Free-Magic Creation, I created Bestowal Spell to send my nineteen-years-old-worth memory and all my power into Issei's mind. I also devoured Issei's will, so his body had become mine. Ultimately, I'd killed the real Issei Hyoudou and took his place.
Meanwhile, my true body and my soul were kept safe inside my sub-dimensional storage I created with my magic. That storage was safe in my current body.
I have taken over Issei's everything as mine. This is my plan to keep freely beyond the fifty-three years schedule that shitty god had set for me. When that time comes, my body and my soul, the true ones, would get summoned to the higher world. Meanwhile, I could continue on living.
[How so?] I turned my gaze towards the voice origin and saw a cat-sized red dragon curling on Issei's —My!— bed. That cat-sized dragon was Ddraig himself.
Yet again, abusing my Free-Magic Creation, I created a spell that 'evolves an object towards my desired point'. With this magic, I forced Boosted Gear to evolve into the sub-species Avatar-Type Balance Break, not unlike Canis Lykaon and Abolute Demise.
Initially, I planned to free Ddraig from Boosted Gear and turned him into my familiar. But, it was impossible. Actually, it was quite possible, but it was complicated process. First, I need to destroy or modify the System God in the Bible created first, before I could free Ddraig from the Boosted Gear.
For now, the Welsh Dragon was content with his limited freedom. Still, he wanted to be free for real. I'd promised him, so I'd free him later, after busting the Heaven and screwing the System, of course.
"Well, it's strange to find Issei's face when I watch the mirror."
[You need to familiarize yourself with your current status. From henceforth, you're basically a new person. Not Hyoudou Issei, nor your old self.]
"I suppose you're right. Still, it needs time to familiarize myself with this change."
Ddraig ignored my words and returned back to his nap. Didn't he have other thing to do other than napping? I meant he'd been sealed in Boosted Gear for centuries!
Ignoring Ddraig, I left my room and walked up to Mr. and Mrs. Hyoudou's bedroom. I entered the room and then modified their memories. They would forget about a foreigner in their house when they woke up the next day.
After returning back to my room, I crumbled on my bed and fell asleep. I was exhausted after reincarnating myself into this era Red Dragon Emperor.