Welcome, Chosen, to the game. This is a program designed for unfulfilled souls and people who have died untimely deaths. It gives them their desires by letting them choose where they want to live, what they want to live as, and how they wish to live. Some souls choose to relive their lives and make themselves more successful. Others choose to venture into the known, the unknown. For example, The world of Gumball, the world of books, the world of movies and television series. All of these can be accessed through this program if you wish to use them. If you choose not to, feel free to venture into the dark expanse.
What say you?
Good, Welcome, Player XIX.
There is a wide selection of worlds and places to choose from, but it appears you have a world in mind. A song of Ice and Fire, Planetos? Not a bad choice. A world in need of an intelligent fellow, a knight in shining armour like yourself. And you wish to be something rare, of course. Kryptonian? Impenetrable skin, and everything Superman has, with no drawbacks except weakness to magic? Oh, no faults? I figured.
Now, let's get you into the system, shall we?
*Initailising…Done!
*Player XIX successfully initiated the program!
This is your buddy, sometimes called System. It will continue your character design. It will also record your developments in all areas, alongside design quests to enhance your new self. This is where we depart, Player XIX, and enjoy the program.
*Designing body in accordance to Player's desires…complete! Modifications can be made in settings.
*Generating Name and History…Done!
*Generating Characters and Special effects…Done!
*Generating World…done!
Insertion into world…done! Please enjoy your stay!
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#ERROR 101#
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It appears that you have to experience the incubation period. This occurs when you have to be created in your new mother's womb, to enter your desired world. My apologies, in advance player. This is not a welcome experience for the players before you. As usual, we'll give you the options. You have the option of staying here, with your new sibling or going to the first dungeon to gain experience and level up. I assure you that in the dungeon you will be aged up to your past life's death point. When you have exited the dungeon, you will be born, and all levels and experience gained will be kept with you. What is your choice?
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An excellent choice, player. Do enjoy yourself.
Generating Dungeon: Zombies
Warning: As a Kryptonian, you are impenetrable to all weapons that do not have a magical rank of A and higher. As such, to experience the life or death of a battle, all weapons in this dungeon are ranked A and higher. Please note that you can keep a total of seven (7) weapons from the dungeons in your inventory. These weapons cannot be utilised outside the dungeon until level 20.
Inserting player into dungeon… Done.
Happy hunting.
I blinked at the sudden, charred clearing before me, and the zombie, who blinked at my sudden appearance. There was a brief period of silence, where we both didn't know what was going on and then everything clicked for us. I was his meal, he was my way to power. It snarled, and I reacted with a punch to its face.
You slayed a normie zombie!
+10 EXP!
10/200 EXP
I shuddered and pushed the remains of the zombie's head from my hand. There was a sharp whistle and I turned and grunted at the shield that slammed into my chest.
Stumbling backwards I eyed my opponent, his dark blue suit with a star on its chest with the red and white stripes denoting who he was. He was Captain America. The captain snarled, the shield strapped into his forearm as he jabbed at my face. Blocking with my forearm, I returned a punch with slammed into his shield with a clang. He slid backwards and launched at me again, shield raised and tongue falling to the floor.
He jabbed again, and I grabbed his shield and tugged. He screamed, and a sickening squelch later the captain was now bereft of an arm and a shield. Dropping the arm, I went in for a right hook to the face, but he blocked it and spun in the air, before delivering a kick to my side that shattered his leg. He gurgled as he slammed into the floor and grabbed his neck before I squeezed. His head burst like a grape.
You've killed a Superhuman Zombie!
+50 EXP
60/200 EXP
Through, combat, a skill has been created!
Basic Fighting Level 1 (25.34%)
You know how to throw punches and exploit telegraphed openings.
Vibranium shield found. Ranked A
Do you wish to keep it?
Y/N
No? Very well.
Cries, all similar to that of the Captian, emerged from the charred place before me. The dirt moved as sickly grey arms emerged and pulled bodies from the blackened earth. I raised my arms as an armada of zombies assembled before me, screaming and snarling as they stalked towards me. The skies darkened as Hawkeye rushed in, sword swiping at my body. Holding his arms and smacking his head off his body was easy.
You'e Killed a zombified Superhero!
+20 EXP
80/200 EXP
Rain poured from the heavens as my hand entered a rusted and deformed ironman suit, Tony's mouth opened wide as my hand entered and exited his head. A rusted blue and gold suit slammed into me, slamming me into many other zombies but my fist caved its head with little difficulty when I found myself straddling it.
You've killed two zombified Superheroes!
+40 EXP
120/200
A hand grabbed the back of my neck and I flew, The wind whipped at my face as an axe covered in lighting approached me.
You have met the boss of this dungeon! Slay him and return to your original world!
I held on to the head just before it attempted to cave into my chest cavity. I grunted as wet blond hair and blue eyes alight with lightning stared at me. I gasped, Axe forgotten as I tried to pry his hands off my throat. "You are strong," Thor said, as he raised me higher into the air. "But not as strong as I," I was flung down to the earth and crashed, debris falling around me. I watched as he landed, his hand outstretched as he stared at me. Stormbringer, if I remember correctly flew into his grasp. "Y-you," He croaked, Stormbringer held in a double-handed grasp. "P-perish now," I choked as Mjolnir smashed into my chest, and carried me through countless debris.
It appears that we have forgotten a few things, namely the tutorial. Here are your status and perks. You may access them by saying 'Status' and 'perks'.
Name: N/A
Title: The Gamer (N/A)
Race: Kryptonian
HP: 150/200 (75%)
{Regenation period: 20 HP every twenty minutes)
MP:2000/2000
Level 1
EXP: 120/200 (60%)
STATS
STR(Strength): 200
SPD(Speed):200
STA(Stamina): 200
AGI(Agility):200
INT(Intellect):50
WIS(Wisdom): 25
END(Endurance):200
DEX(Derxity): 200
ALT(Alertness):200
EXTRA STATS: 8
PERKS
None that you do not already know of. Invulnerability, speed, endurance, flight and sunlight absorption power boost.
*Icy Breath, heat vision, super hearing, and mild telekinesis locked. Can be unlocked at level 50
SKILLS
Observe LVL 1
The ability to discern the stats and history of anyone below your level and five levels above you.
Basic Fighting Level 1 (25.34%)
You know how to throw punches and exploit telegraphed openings.
Oh. I don't have any skills at all. I chuckled, "I'm fucked," A snarl erupted from behind me and I swung, my palm severing the head of some zombie from its body.
You have killed a zombie!
+10 EXP
130/200 EXP
I watched as the carcass collapsed to the floor. A canopy of snarls followed and I watched as the zombies threw themselves at me.
The whirl of violence continued. For how long, I do not know. At first, they fell one by one, unable to pierce my skin, with one hit. The notifications of my skill increase distracted me for a while, but slowly, I got accustomed to it. Slowly, I moved my feet with my punches and rotated my hips to kick instead of punch. Instead of tanking hits, I did not need to tank, I dodged, weaved, and even threw chunks of their fallen brethren to distract the horde. I learnt many things. Zombies moved in groups of thirty and more. Some zombies were mostly attracted by sound. Others by smell. The Boss of the Dungeon, Thor, arrived only when one of his fellow Avenger brethren or twenty-five zombies was killed in ten minutes. Mini bosses were the Avengers, superheroes and supervillains.
This revelation leads to mass zombie deaths in groups of twenty-three or fewer. It led to ten-minute dodging, weaving and sprinting practices. It led to learning how to hide my scent. Supervillains were free games, as were non-avenger superheroes. After a time, I learnt how to control my strength, and slowly, I captured The last surviving Avenger( Wanda and the Hulk were a pain because that glowing magic screwed me over too many times and Hulk punches hurt as bad as Thor's choke slams). When in sight of an Avenger, sometimes I hid. The other times, I tanked the hits of the Boss like a champ.
Clouds darkened as I snapped Black Widow's neck. I smiled, watching as Thor shot down from the heavens, His eyes alight in thunderous fury as I leapt, my fist, slamming into his axe, Stormbringer. My leg smashed into his side as Mjolnir smashed into my temple. I crashed into the earth and rolled, Stormbringer digging into the earth. My feet planted into the earth, and the dance of Lighting and fists commenced.
It was amazing. No longer was I boldly choked slammed and thrown into debris. No longer did Mjolnir slam into me every time it was thrown. No longer did every punch have me seeing stars. No longer did Stormbringer slice into my body without restraint.
It was like playing chess with someone of the same skill. Not every punch would land. (Most did) Not every swing landed me on the floor and rolling in the dirt(Only a few at most.).Every kick stumbled the boss. Every headbutt when I grabbed his weapons hurt badly. We slid backwards, and I swiped the messages away and walked forward. He leapt, Stormbringer crackling with lightning as it descended. I grabbed it by the shaft but was sent tumbling by Mjolnir slamming into my side.
His tactics changed. Mjolnir became a never-ending homing missile. It never came into contact with Thor's hands. I was up in the air more, kicking Mjolnir away before backing away from Stormbringer's axe. Thor was relentless, blasts of lightning sprouting from his hands, kneeing my face whenever I ducked in his direction, throwing me in the air so Mjolnir could attempt to slam into me. He was like a machine powered up to three thousand. Rain poured heavily from the skies. Thunder rumbled and Lightning came down from heaven to strike me.
Suddenly, the lightning stopped coming down, as did the rain. Thunder no longer rumbled, but warbled threateningly. Mjolnir stopped coming, and the lightning that arced and danced on Stormbringer's head moved like snails. Thor, who was fast enough to block most of my attacks with his axe or his fist, slowed. He took more hits. An uppercut to Thor's face had Stormbringer tumbling out of his grasp, and the great God of Thunder stumbled back.
I pressed on, my fist burying itself into his guts, my legs slamming into his sides, my knees slamming into his stomach, my palms jabbing into his neck. He groaned, his hands on my shoulders before I pushed them off and headbutted him into the ground. With no respite, my fist slammed into his face, once, twice thrice, before he stretched out his hand. Stormbringer flew into his grasp and we grabbed the handle. A struggle ensued as I tried to push it into his chest.
He looked at me, his grey face blooded and broken, his eyes alight in lightning before they revealed electric blue eyes. The axe trembled, one force pushing towards its owner and creator's chest, the other, struggling to keep it away, but failing. "Well," HE garbled, his voice startling me, as did the sudden lack of resistance. Stormbringer slid into his chest easily, like a hot knife in butter. "Played, Asgardian," He exhaled. I stepped back, Stormbringer in my hand."This is familiar…" He drawled, the light in his eyes fading. "At least this time, I died last …and not to Thanos," I stumbled back, the dark clouds leaving, revealing the sunlight, my rejuvenator. "Halls of Valhalla…I come for the mead…and…my family," His eyes dimmed, and closed.
You have killed the Boss of the dungeon!
+100 EXP
1500/200 EXP
Mjolnir: Hammer Of Thor, and Stormbreaker: The King's Weapon, the Titan Slayer, found. Would you like to keep it?
Y/N
Yes? Very well, player.
Initailising…Done!
*When any weapon of Thor is in use, you may be able to equip the armour of Thor.
Mjolnir and Stormbreaker added to your inventory. Blessing of Thor added to Perks.
Thor's Blessing: Blesses you with the ability to have a few abilities of Thor, namely form, create and wield lightning.
You have excess EXP. Would you like to level up?
Y/N
Success!
You are now at Level Seven! Congratulations!
Dungeon Cleared! Returning to incubation!
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The birthing process has ended!
Again, do enjoy your world player.
A/N
We be dabbling in this toxic fandom now. Lordy, have mercy. Don't review, I would really prefer it. Just read it, please.