36Turns left
And there is overwhelming Work
Turns right in hopes of finding distraction on day off, … Oshi no ko
Depression
That basically sums up the motivation for this fic, oshi was great.,.but god I hated the ending, so many tears…did it have to be a crime investigation/revenge anime? I feel like I would've rather have the slice of life anime with aqua, ruby, and ai, hell pretty sure ai getting stabbed would've still gotten aqua pretty motivated…maybe not straight up try to kill the father…but still
Now that my rant is over…
Self insert, Essences CYOA, four essences selected (literally rolled for it, d4 on the amount, and then a d20 on the essences), I'm gonna make an assumption that the strawberry man himself (Ichigo) is 26
May become multuverse…but that's WAYYY off it's not even funny
Chapter 1
I floated in the void, there weren't any clues if I was fixed in one location…or if I was drifting endlessly in this nothingness.
I couldn't fathom time, there was no body to sense in here, emotions mostly muted without biological chemicals, there was only me and my memories.
And even those were becoming more and more vague as time goes on, giving me the impression that months if not years have gone by, without me realizing it.
It was until I felt…something around me, not felt as in the basic five senses of the body that I have lost, but more like I just…knew they were there.
Waiting for me to "reach out".
They gave off impressions of flames, but with different vibes and feelings to it than you would imagine for a bunch of vibrating atoms to have.
There were numerous of them, more than…twenty? Of them.
The closest one to me felt red, which didn't make sense, it was full of rage and felt like an inferno and a…buff man?
Feeling intimidated I moved on to another, this one was the crusty brown you might find on an old book, the flames were consistent and never felt out of sinc, it also sounded monotone.
At this point I seriously considered the fact that I might have seriously gone insane in my time in the void, how else am I to respond in hindsight on how he was describing this.
I felt out the most colorful, the most passionate of the bunch, the one that made me jump in joy, sink in sadness, or feel it with awe.
I pulled it to me
Suddenly, I felt something reverberate through out me.
Essence of Music
Suddenly like a tidal wave, memories of my years of playing piano, violin, and guitars came rushing back, what's more I understood them on a much deeper level, I knew how to bring out the best of the notes, I knew what they were made of, and I knew the history behind them.
But that wasn't all, not even close.
I suddenly knew his to play any instrument from flutes, lutes, and toots, I can play on a fucking saw, all instruments, on a masterful skill to the point it's superhuman in skill.
WHAT THE FUCK IS A Cross-Grainger Kangaroo-Pouch Tone-Tool?! WHO INVENTED THA- oh Percy Grainger, the fuck man.
I felt an instinctual inkling of the fact that I was capable of summoning any kind of instrument in existence now, or just simply being able to create any sound anywhere and choose who hears it.
I suddenly knew all the songs that has, had, would exist, not as if I remembered each and every one…but more like above my non-existent head was a library my brain has access to.
I can also infuse emotions into the songs, which was quite strange, ….i can also apparently make reality temporarily a Musical.
…am I getting reborn?
Suddenly a voice vibrated all around "me".
THREE
…what was that, was that ROB? Is he? the one behind this second chance?...or perhaps the one who even placed me here in the first place…
…was my life now someone's entertainment?...I want to say it doesn't matter as long as I get to live…but a part of me…now emotions, slightly rejuvenated, but still muted, I felt sad and depressed.
…I think I just hovered there for a time, going through thoughts and slight memories that I have recovered.
Until I came to terms with it…eventually, I don't know if it was near instant, or it genuinely took a long time, nothing happens here, there is no space or time, the "flames" being ever present on my mind, waiting for me to reach out.
Ultimately, it doesn't matter, the fact that no one even came to "speak" to me suggests that they either aren't a fan or just don't plan on communicating with me.
My choices are my own, they would not interfere with my life beyond this probably, though this is a far reaching assumption.
If it's just them watching me fumble around in a world doing whatever I want…it's more like I gained an incredibly powerful stalker that watches me from a distance.
Let them, if all they want for entertainment is for me to live, then even if it makes me uncomfortable, that is just a small enough price that I am willing to pay to get out of here.
I reached out to the calm flame next to me, the second one I felt out, out of the 20 that here, and suddenly pain emerged.
Essence of the Scholar
Words could not describe the sheer terror that felt as my "mind" felt like it has been forcibly expanded outwards…only to be viciously compressed into it's original size.
It felt like my mind became an endless ocean of storage, I can feel my conscious thought process becoming smoother, quicker, thinner but denser.
All of my memories have returned, and became infinitely more clear to me, more organized and linear than ever before.
…MY NAME…I REMBER MY NAME…its-
All of the sudden, it felt like an impossibly large, skyscrapers-like hand came down to me, and neatly stabbed into my "mind" on that particular information and had it ripped out of me, and then vanish above me.
…I don't know my name anymore.
I take it back, ROB is a dick.
I suddenly realized I was far to calm about what just happened, though it did confirm that ROB is a thing.
Immunity to Insanity, and Eldritch mind bending
…ah, that shouldn't have applied here, but apparently being what it is, the feature helped me deal with it.
I was smarter, apparently beyond Genius to the point I'm matching supercomputers, which was insane.
Though it was more like I can do any number of calculations, it was not an issue, it was not as if I suddenly gained knowledge of everything the earth had.
Everything I did remember from school suddenly made so much more sense to me than what I imagined.
In other words…without much knowledge or any sort of access to large amounts of data,…my intellect was kinda being limited in that regard.
…oh, nevermind, Biology, Chemistry, Physics, Astronomy, Geology, Mathematics, Zoology,…I began to notice a lot of the stuff I learned in school…was beginning to expand to branches in science I had no business in knowing.
Though it seems only in Natural Science it seems, with some Formal Science in the side, …nothing on Social Science,…shame, but it's not like I don't already have a major advantage.
Oh…also apparently I can skip reading by literally touching books,…or any stored data in computers…neat.
I grabbed onto my next flame, getting a hold of a completely rigid, deep green and black flame, it held no emotion whatsoever
It was honestly easier to sort through all this with Essence of Scholar now, her simple in fact.
Essence of the L337 Hacker
Perfect Memory, Infinite Storage
Beyond Genius Level, able to process information faster than a super computer
Able to understand any code, be it computer language or ciphers
Have a intricate understanding on how to exploit things to get what you want and don't want, mostly on computer programming, but can be used on hardwares
Can make virus in any way you want, or just make an incredibly clever and clean program, and be non-infective
Able to cause a computer to process faster depending on how fast you input it data, be it typing or other means
Your speed and accuracy at inputting and retrieving data from a computer system through any form of interface is unmatched, even tools that are designed for the task can't keep up
…I couldn't decide if this was a waste, a lot of it was something, Scholar already had it mostly covered, or it eventually would.
But I decided it would be nice to actually have a specialization in something, computer programming/hacking can be useful…depending on the world.
…I needed something physical, because if I somehow got into an anime world…I'd be fucked, because I wouldn't actually know what to do, I am incredibly intelligent, yes, which is its own power, but when it comes to DBZ, Naruto, Dc, Marvel, DxD, even fucking RWBY, I would need power, even if the last example is on the lesser scale.
…though I would like to avoid the angry flame one and any other that is similar…
…there was a flame that was deep blue and black in color, it was eerily quiet, there was no sound of burning, it felt…if the initial flame felt like a buff man…this one felt more on the line of a…swimmer's build? Lean?…
It actually reminded me of King Hassan from Fate Grand Order
…decided to chance it, I grabbed it
And I wasn't disappointed
Essence of the Assassin
A body just above peak human in ability, one sculpted to my taste and tougher than it should be, this body can grow in ability and durability via training
Granted some sort of innate energy like Ki, Chakra, or something of similar nature, which can be used to empower yourself in different ways such as body reinforcement. Perhaps even develop techniques with it as well.
Supernaturally skilled at stealth, being able to sneak past even through powerful magical wards, or the toughest of mortal security
Can mimic people down to their looks, voice, and personality with study, and even get their memories if you manage to touch them
Also a master actor managing to fall in or out of a role of mask without fail and on the fly
Able to conceptual kill anything, no matter how immortal
Supernatural mastery of many weapons and unarmed styles, even plain old brawling
Supernatural senses, being able to see for miles, and hear a mouse in a white field
Can travel through shadows and go invisible
Able to initially create three clones of yourself, just as strong, durable, with your abilities, with training you can increase the number
…I lucked out, of course I ain't gonna be beating MUI Goku, Future Superman, Six Paths Naruto, or even Sirzechs at the moment, but I don't need to…this is just something to rely on in case of an emergency.
I blinked as a strong memory pushed itself on the forefront, it was a strange one, it was one of few things I remember before the plane crashed, it was a YouTube shorts on a hooded man stabbing a purple haired lady, with the title read "AI! NOOOoo", I assumed it was someone posting spoilers.
Then I felt incredibly drowsy, it was as if my mind was slowly itself to a halt.
I'm…falling asleep? No, something similar, but not enough, I was fully aware that my consciousness is shutting down.
…so, I'm leaving? I'm relieved,…I wonder what kind of earth I would go to? Maybe not even that, it could be in space, would it be modern? Or classic fantasy,…hah,…when was the last time I..felt…this…exc..ited?
…the next two years, I dreamed-, no it was more like my body was on autopilot, my behavior was similar to what you could relate to dreaming, where you don't question what is going on, and…generally I didn't ask any questions all throughout my baby years.
A thought had gone through my head one time I looked through the internet and discovered a fun fact.
Children become consciously aware between 12 and 15 months (+/-3 months).
Something to do with the fact that that is the time they begin to recognize themselves in the mirror, I haven't read the full article in my past life so the details weren't nearly complete.
…from what I recall in the past years…well I don't know my parents, the initial months, I had pretty much no actual sight, there was a lot of instinctual crying and overwhelming amount of emotions…and other sensory issues the baby me didn't have access to.
How did I not know them afterwards? Well seeing as I am in an orphanage filled with many children with low quality clothes and a bunch of grouchy-looking, underpaid-looking staff… I'm an orphan.
"Kirai, get up, unless you want to starve for a good portion of the day, now is the time to get out of bed," commented an annoyed looking black haired woman with dark circles under her eyes, she was currently cleaning up bedding that was poorly done by my roommates.
…I don't think I should be thinking of my parents anyway, I don't think I was wanted…
I nodded to the women, as I stood up and made my bed while responding to her, "Yes Sakuma-San," with a respectful tone, not wanting to further her annoyance, though it seemed I failed seeing her brow narrow even further down her face, though she didn't look at me.
…not when my literal name means "hate" in Japanese.
I made my way down the halls, and down the stairs, creaks coming from the floors with every step, loud enough that I was constantly afraid they would break.
Getting to the kitchen, I ignored the quick looks the other children and older ones sent me, then proceeded to ignore me as they quickly scurried off with their share of bread.
…I suppose it would make sense, considering I was clearly a foreign child that was in an orphanage in a Japanese orphanage.
I was albino, had smooth white hair, blue eyes, and my skin was incredibly pale. In a sea of brown hair and eyes, I stood out like a sore thumb, but that was what drew their attention to me.
My facial structure was clearly not Japanese, it was simply that obvious to me and them, I mused as I grabbed my piece of bread and went off to wander around the house and then to the outside.
Good news? Modern world…well modern-y world, it was several decades away from my own timeline, the phones, which I saw only one person have, were blocky and comically large.
…the thing is, there were no computers…well anywhere that I know off, so I couldn't actually check immediately if a town called Fuyuki or Kuoh existed.
Either of those are bad news, and I don't like the fact I'm in the dark, I tried on old styles maps that one of the caretakers had at home and brought it here for us to look at.
But I was not completely sure if I actually missed them or they didn't actually exist…there weren't actual details on where the towns were in the show.
On the count of what year it is? It was directly 1980 says the calendar, so not ideal.
Reliable phones and computers won't be a thing until much later.
All I know is that this is an anime world, or a cartoon that looks like it's an anime…how do I know? Because reality looks like it's anime.
Anime characters are out here walking, background characters, but characters regardless, except they were quite alive, looking…a lot more real than a drawing.
So it pretty much ruled out movies, probably books,…cartoons and comics are hard maybe, but I found it the most likely to be anime based on the art.
…and for whatever reason idols, which are basically Japanese singers that dance, are very prominent here, posters, the talks I overheard from others, and a few times I left for the city with other children and a caretaker. There were several in the street performing.
It was strange, though I don't claim to be an expert on Japanese culture.