Chapter 1: I’m here now

 For anyone that may see this, thanks for reading. I'm just here to see if a story can spill out of my mind if just start writing so here goes nothing. 

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Hello there, I seem to be in an odd situation. Misfortune has raised its taxes and the metaphorical IRS is here to reap the benefits. Fatigue has defeated me, queasiness has taken control of my mind, and my legs simply don't want to work. I was just happily reading a Naruto fan-fic that put out chapters every week, but weirdly, a second chapter was posted. So, I happily clicked the next chapter button that I had bookmarked. 

 

I neglected to read the title, which was my first mistake admittedly, and it simply read, "I'm Sorry." The authors note that's usually there is nowhere to be found which is odd since there is always a note before every chapter. There was only a single sentence, "I can no longer write this story, thank you for all the support. Goodbye."  

 

That was it, nothing else. No fanfare, no lengthy explanation, no excuses; it was simply gone. What I am currently feeling is something hard to describe. There is the sadness of course, but it is mostly just emptiness. The weekly chapters from my favorite author are gone and won't come back. 

 

This is it. This is my 13th reason. It's time to enact order 69. 

 

Leaving my computer chair, I walk out of my bedroom door to an empty house and to my kitchen. The sight of unfinished construction on the walls and floor greet me. It was stupid of me to buy a so called "fixer-upper" house, but what else am I supposed to do when good housing is almost impossible to find? In the kitchen, I make my way to my refrigerator, and open the door to it's empty shelves that I never bother to stock. Instead, there is a large selection of weapons. From knives to handguns to rifles, it was quite the impressive collection. Why is it in the refrigerator you might ask? Simple, why not? 

 

I scan the array of well used but clean weapons, and find my favorite handgun. It was an outrageously large gun that really shouldn't be held in one hand. It was a modified shiny chrome desert eagle that shot 50 caliber bullets. Stupid right? Yes, yes it is. Nevertheless, I take the gun from it's bulging holster, and grasp the thick, bulging handle of the "pistol." I slightly struggle to pick it up in one hand due to the long barrel, my wrist straining under it's weight. 

 

"Well, it wasn't fun while it lasted, and I hope and pray to not be reincarnated." I say in a deep, gruff, and dehydrated voice. 

 

I put the barrel up to the under side of my chin. I feel the cold, deadly metal on my skin and get a rush of adrenalin in anticipation for the next step. 

 

"At least the walls will be painted now. Hahahahah!" I say as I pull the trigger. 

 

**BOOOOOOM**

 

Fin- ending music plays

 

Cliché ensues

 

A man with dark brown hair and similarly colored eyes awakens from his slumber. He looks around in confusion and disappointment. The "room" is completely dark, and the only light he can see is a few feet away from him. It was a very old computer that made a lot of noise while it was "thinking." The man walked up to the computer with a depressed expression on his face. 

 

"Haaaaa, the reincarnation trope, yaaaaaaaay," he said in the most monotone voice possible. 

He sat down in the hard and damp chair by the computer. On the rounded, glass screen, there was a list of weird names that all had the word "system" in it.  

 

[God Slayer System]

[Doom Guy System]

[Porn System: Might Guy and Hatake Kakashi]

[Edgy Protagonist System]

[The stupid system that holds your hand throughout the entire story and allows for no character growth whatsoever: System]

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...etc

 

The list continued for what seemed to be forever with infinite numbers of names and combinations. He had nothing else to do so he sat there and read through all of them. None of them seemed appealing as he didn't want to be alive, to begin with. However, the only other application on the computer was Valorant, so he decided that reading through an unlimited number of system names was the better alternative.  

There were a few systems that tempted him: 

[Therapy System: for the depressed and lonely]

[Well-written Web-novel system] 

[Infinite-Troll-Works System]

 

He decided that none of them were worth living another life for. Even when promised infinite power, none of it was worth the suffering that comes with his everyday life. Finally, he made it to the end of the list and finally found a system that fit him perfectly. 

 

[Eternal Slumber System] 

 

He hesitated. What would happen if he clicked on it? Would he be able to rest eternally as the name implied or would he have to end his life for a second time? Since he refused to play Valorant and had nothing else to lose...He clicked on it. 

 

[Eternal Slumber System]: For those who wish to rest. :)

Is this your final choice? 

YES or NO

 

The smiley face made him paranoid, but he didn't have anything to lose. He clicked the yes button with more resolve than it took to delete his hentai collection. 

 

Thank you for choosing: [Eternal Slumber System]. We look forward to seeing you again! (or not lol)

 

He was seriously starting to believe he was in a gag novel. He thought as his "soul?" was sucked into a portal.

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(I just finished a good Naruto fan-fic, so that's all that's coming to mind right now. That's what we are stuck with I guess?)

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*Oak & Ash & Thorn starts playing* 

 

'What the hell? Why am I awake and why the hell is this song?' 

 

I check the surroundings, only to find that I am in some sort of dark sewer in ankle-deep water. Great, my socks, among other things, are all wet. What a great day today is. This place seems oddly familiar...hmmm. Oh well, I have nothing else to do, might as well take a look around. 

 

I get up from what I hope is clean water and take my first steps. I look down and notice that my steps are oddly short and my swinging stubby arms by my side. 

 

"The cliché continues I suppose?" I say in annoyance. 

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