izana_king snippet

As I drifted through the endless void, the oppressive darkness seemed to seep into my very being. Time had lost all meaning here—minutes, hours, days, or perhaps even years had blurred into an indistinguishable haze. The monotony was unbearable. I sighed, my transparent hands floating aimlessly in the emptiness. This place was a prison, and I was its sole, unwilling occupant.

Just as I was about to resign myself to another eternity of boredom, something caught my eye. A flickering light, faint and erratic, floated into view. It was unlike anything I'd seen in this void. My curiosity piqued, I reached out with my spectral hands and snatched it before it could drift away.

The object was strange—a cracked, damaged thing that pulsed weakly in my grasp. Its surface was riddled with fractures, and it buzzed faintly as if struggling to function. I turned it over in my hands, intrigued. For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt something other than boredom.

'Well… this is new,' I thought, examining the strange artifact. It glowed faintly, alternating between white and… black? How could something glow black in a place already consumed by darkness? The absurdity of it amused me, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

The light grew brighter, forcing me to close my eyes. When I opened them again, the object was gone. I frowned, disappointed, but before I could dwell on it, a screen materialized in front of me.

[System installing…. Error…]

[User registered….]

[Restarting player status…]

[Error!]

[Restarting player status…]

[Error!]

[Restarting player status…]

[Error!]

[Assimilating last user's data with current user…]

[Assimilation complete.]

[System Shard fully installed.]

[System functions: @!'n, Status, @):&@, Some functions are currently under maintenance.]

I stared at the screen, baffled. 'What the hell is this?' I thought. A system liking in those Chinese novels? It made no sense, but then again, nothing here did. The only option I could interact with was "Status," so I selected it, curious to see what it would reveal.

Name: Cedric

Race: ???

MP: ???/???

Strength: ???

Dexterity: ???

Constitution: ???

Intelligence: ???

Wisdom: ???

Charisma: ???

Luck: ???

Points: 0

I scoffed. 'Well, that's a whole lot of nothing.' The screen was riddled with question marks, offering no real insight. Just as I was about to dismiss it, a voice echoed in the void—a voice that wasn't mine.

[Interesting. A system fragment has managed to fuse itself with a wandering soul.]

I spun around, searching for the source of the voice, but there was nothing. The void was as empty as ever.

[Fascinating. Consider yourself lucky, mortal. You've piqued my interest. I'll send you to another world with your system shard. Let's see what you make of it.]

Before I could protest or even process what was happening, a sudden, overwhelming sensation surged through me. The void dissolved, and I was pulled into a whirlwind of light and sound. When the chaos subsided, I was no longer in the void.

I had no idea where I was, but one thing was certain: my boredom had finally come to an end.

-later-

I opened my eyes, blinking as the cool sensation of rain tapped against my face. The forest around me was dark, the trees towering and ancient, their branches swaying gently in the night breeze. My body felt light, almost unnaturally so. I looked down at myself, taking in my attire dark trousers, a black and purple robe-like top, and a matching hooded cloak draped over my shoulders. A small bag hung at my waist, its weight unfamiliar but oddly comforting.

I was alive or at least, I seemed to be. Whether that was a good thing or not, I couldn't say. The memory of the voice that had spoken to me in the void lingered in my mind, and I decided to check the only tool I had at my disposal my status.

Name: Cedric

Race: Human

MP: 100/100

Strength: 5

Dexterity: 3

Constitution: 1

Intelligence: 14

Wisdom: 11

Charisma: 34

Luck: 23

Points: 0

My stats were… underwhelming, to say the least. My charisma and luck were decent, but everything else was abysmal. My constitution, in particular, was a glaring weakness. Still, there was no time to dwell on it. First things first: I needed to figure out where I was.

The forest stretched endlessly in every direction, a sea of shadows and rain-soaked leaves. I had no survival skills to speak of, no idea how to navigate this wilderness. My best bet was to find a river and follow it—or at least, that's what I vaguely remembered from some half-forgotten survival tip. Standing around wouldn't get me anywhere, so I picked a direction and started walking.

My plan to wander aimlessly hit a snag almost immediately. As I moved through the trees, I caught sight of something massive and grotesque lumbering in the distance. I froze, ducking behind a thick tree and peeking out cautiously.

The creature was a monstrous humanoid, easily twice my height and three times as wide. Its skin was a deep black, with bone-like plates jutting out in places. Two tusks protruded from its mouth, and it dragged a club behind it that looked like it could crush me in a single swing. An ogre? Some kind of troll? Whatever it was, I wasn't sticking around to find out.

I held my breath, praying it wouldn't notice me. The monster paused, sniffing the air and scanning the area. My heart pounded as its gaze swept over my hiding spot, but after a tense moment, it moved on, disappearing into the trees. I let out a shaky breath and decided to head in the opposite direction. If that thing was wandering around, I didn't want to be anywhere near it.

The forest seemed endless, and the rain didn't help. My clothes were soaked, my feet ached, and my stomach growled with hunger. I had no food, no water, and no idea how long I'd been walking. My focus wavered, my mind drifting as exhaustion set in. That's when I made my second mistake: I stopped paying attention to my surroundings.

The sound of heavy paws hitting the ground snapped me back to reality, but it was too late. A massive black wolf lunged from the treeline, its jaws wide and hungry. I barely had time to react, raising my left arm to shield my throat. The wolf's teeth sank into my flesh, piercing down to the bone. Pain shot through me, and I cried out, stumbling backward.

I was done for. There was no way I could fight off a monster like this, not with my pitiful stats and lack of weapons. But just as I braced for the end, a figure burst onto the scene. A blur of motion, a flash of steel, and the wolf was cut down in an instant. The creature fell to the ground, lifeless, as my savior stood over it, weapon in hand.

I didn't get a good look at them. My vision blurred, the pain in my arm overwhelming. My body felt heavy, my mind foggy. The last thing I remember was the sound of their voice, distant and muffled, before everything went black.

-later-

Waking up in a soft, comfortable bed was the last thing I expected. Frankly, I hadn't been sure I'd wake up at all. The memory of the wolf's fangs sinking into my arm flashed in my mind, and I instinctively glanced down at my left arm. It was bandaged neatly, the pain dull but still present. As I tried to sit up, I realized I was only wearing my boxers. My clothes were nowhere to be seen.

"Your clothes were dirty, and the sleeve was torn," a gentle voice said, drawing my attention to the doorway. A woman stood there, her blonde hair framing a kind face, her green eyes warm and welcoming. She wore a soft smile as she stepped into the room. "I fixed and cleaned them while you were resting."

I blinked, processing her words. "Then you have my thanks, both for allowing me to rest here and for the aid," I said, offering a grateful smile.

She chuckled lightly. "It was nothing. I have a daughter a little younger than you, and any mother with a child as active as mine learns to get used to repairing and cleaning clothes." Her laughter was warm, putting me at ease. "I'm surprised you woke up so quickly after such a nasty blow, but I suppose your magic helped you heal."

Magic. The word stuck in my mind, reminding me of my status screen. I needed to check it again, but now wasn't the time. "Perhaps," I replied, forcing down my curiosity. "How long have I been asleep?"

"Two days," she said, her tone matter-of-fact. "We had the village doctor take a look at you. He said you just needed rest. You had several broken ribs not to mention the hole in your arm, but your magic has been fixing them." She paused, studying me. "My husband was rather surprised to find a mage on the road to the adventurers' guild building. Do you remember him?"

So, my magic had been healing me over time. That was good to know, though it seemed slow—not something I could rely on in a fight. "I believe so," I said, recalling the blur of motion and the flash of steel. "The blonde man who attacked the… creature that was trying to kill me? I saw him briefly before I passed out." I hesitated, then added, "It appears I owe him my life. May I have your name?"

"Paul was just doing his job. It's part of being an adventurer," she said with a dismissive wave. "I'm Zenith Greyrat, an adventurer myself."

"And I am Cedric," I replied, giving her my best attempt at a bow from my seated position, despite the lingering pain in my ribs. "A pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Greyrat. I don't suppose you could tell me where I am exactly? I was rather lost, to be perfectly honest."

"You're in Buena Village," Zenith replied easily, stepping further into the room. She didn't seem bothered by my near-nudity, her focus entirely on the conversation.

"Ah, that… doesn't help, I'm afraid. I've never heard of Buena Village," I admitted, watching her brows furrow in confusion.

"It's a part of the Asura Kingdom," she said, her tone suggesting that should clarify things. When I still looked blank, she added, "You've never heard of the Asura Kingdom?"

I shook my head, scrambling for an explanation. I couldn't tell her I was from another world—a place where magic and monsters were nothing but fantasy. "I'm sorry," I said, forcing an apologetic smile. "I've never traveled before, and geography wasn't exactly a part of my studies."

Zenith's expression softened, though I could sense a flicker of suspicion in her eyes. "May I ask how you ended up on Asura?

I hesitated, my mind racing. "I'm not entirely sure, to be perfectly honest but I've been traveling my entire life so this isn't new to me,." I said, surprised to see her suspicion fade as a look of understanding crossed her face.

Perks added

[Bullshitter]

You can bullshit your way out of situations much more easily.

The notification appeared in my mind, and I barely managed to keep my expression neutral. Well, that was convenient.

"Where are you from, then?" Zenith asked, her tone curious but not accusatory.

I hesitated again, scrambling for a believable story. Until a certain name popped up in my head. "I was originally born and raised in Danafor" I lied, not knowing where the hell I got that name from and hoping my newfound perk would help me sell it.

Zenith's expression softened, and she gave me a small, sympathetic smile. "Ah, I'm sorry for your loss."

The fuck I thought now no indefinitely that that name definitely had meaning.

[Thank me bitch]

"Thank you," I said, feeling a pang of guilt. I'd make it up to her later. Lying to someone who had taken me in and done nothing but help me made me feel like dirt.

She opened her mouth to speak, but the sound of my stomach growling interrupted her. She laughed, the sound light and genuine. "Ah, of course. You haven't eaten in days," she said, shaking her head. "I'll whip something up for you. I've grabbed some of Paul's old clothes for you since you didn't have a change of clothes. He certainly doesn't need them anymore, so help yourself." She gestured to a small pile of clothes on the floor.

I wanted to refuse I already owed these people so much but I was starving, and wearing robes all the time would make me stand out too much. "Thank you, Mrs. Greyrat," I said, my gratitude genuine.

She laughed again. "Call me Zenith. I know I'm old enough to be your mother, but 'Mrs. Greyrat' makes me feel old." With that, she turned and headed downstairs.

I looked at the pile of clothes, picking out a simple pair of trousers and a shirt. As I got dressed, my mind raced. Well, Cedric, what the hell are you going to do with yourself now?

[Newbie Gift Box]

[Tome of Basic Magic: Lvl 1]

A book materialized in my hands, and I stared at it for a moment before flipping it open. The system menu appeared in my mind, and I noticed that the same options that were blocked before were still inaccessible. Wish I had an inventory skill, I thought, sighing as I started to read the book.

For now, I'd focus on learning what I could. Magic seemed like my best bet for survival in this world. But first, food. My stomach growled again, reminding me of my priorities. One step at a time.

XxX

So first of all, this is not the original world of mushoku tensei. Paul is still an adventure and rudeus is not here. I'm planning to do a lot of crossovers in this one.

The current list is.

Overlord

Fairy tail

Akame ga kill

Nanatsu no taizai

Konosuba - maybe

One piece - maybe

Naruto - maybe

Shield hero - maybe