{thinking}
[text/video/call]
(Action)
"Expression through Writing and talking"
-Point of View (POV) author notes-
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-3rd person pov-
In a somewhat rundown apartment, an overweight, bald man sat in the living room, watching a Taimanin anime while simultaneously reading a fanfiction titled Eggman: Plus Ultra on his phone. His expression soured with disappointment upon discovering it had been discontinued after only eight chapters—such blatant nonsense.
Man: (turns off phone) "What's the point of writing a fanfic if you're not even going to finish it?"
The man got up and threw on some clothes, shutting off the television before stepping out of his apartment. He locked the door behind him, then headed downstairs and exited the building. As he walked through the streets, he kept his head low, trying not to draw attention—especially with the recent surge in gang activity. After a few minutes, he reached the store and went inside, quietly beginning to fill a basket with items.
Man:"There, that should be enough to last me a few months. Now I just have to make the walk back home."
After paying, the man left the store and began walking home. Along the way, his path was unexpectedly blocked by a group of geese. They stared at him silently, unmoving. He continued forward, trying to step around them, but accidentally nudged one with his foot.
Everything went dark.
What felt like hours passed before he slowly opened his eyes to find himself floating in endless space. He tried to move, but his body remained frozen in place. Panic set in as he scanned his surroundings, until his gaze landed on a figure sitting casually in a chair, drinking beer and watching a football game on a floating screen.
The figure paused the game without looking over, stood up, stretched lazily, and finally turned to the man with an expression of complete disinterest. Then, in a tone as unremarkable as the void itself, the figure spoke
Tod:(burps)"Hey bro… (clears throat) So, you died 'cause you were violently attacked by a bunch of geese—one of them just happened to have a gun. You can probably figure out the rest. I'm Tod, Rob's least favorite cousin and God's unknown grandson. (tosses something) So, introductions out of the way, I'm gonna isekai you. But first, you gotta spin a wheel to choose where you're headed. (snaps fingers) Here's a body for now."
The man slowly got to his feet, watching as TOD summoned a massive, glowing wheel etched with the names of various franchises and worlds—Berserk, Attack on Titan, Dragon Ball, Sword Art Online, and countless others.
With visible hesitation, the man reached out and gave the wheel a nervous spin. The names blurred together as it spun faster, then gradually began to slow. His anxiety surged as the pointer ticked past one name after another, finally clicking to a stop on Berserk.
Panic took hold.
As the man began to unravel, TOD casually pulled out a dirty clipboard, completely unfazed.
Tod:(shrugs)"Alright, you get three wishes. What do you want?"
Man: (lightbulb moment)"For my first wish, I want to go to My Hero Academia."
Tod: (stunned) "You can't do that… (pauses, thinking) Well, it's a wish, so… okay, wish granted. You'll be isekai'd to My Hero Academia instead of Berserk. Next wish?"
Man: "Instead of a Quirk, can I have a Conduit ability from inFAMOUS?"
Tod:(idea)"wish granted but you'll have to spin a wheel to see what conduit abilities you get and for your final wish"
Man: (grins with a perverted idea) "I wish for the ability to access and summon characters and items from Action Taimanin."
Tod:(deadpan)"You've got some serious balls to wish for something like that… but fine, wish granted. Just know you'll have to grind—I'm turning that one into a system, and it's kicking in when you're four. Now, spin the wheel to see what Conduit abilities you get."
TOD summoned another wheel, this one etched with the names of characters and their Conduit abilities from inFAMOUS. Without hesitation, the man spun it, anticipation building as the wheel clicked its way around before landing on Video.
He lit up with excitement—only for TOD to casually swipe the wheel with his hand, shifting the result to Concrete.
The man stood in shock, about to protest, but before he could speak, he was abruptly teleported away. Behind him, TOD summoned another beer, conjured two beautiful women, unpaused the football game, and leaned back with a satisfied smile.
What felt like hours passed in complete darkness. The man couldn't move, couldn't open his eyes, couldn't even think clearly. Then, slowly, the void shifted—less a light appearing, more the darkness becoming faintly illuminated.
He felt pressure, movement, an overwhelming sensation of being pushed forward. A dawning realization hit him: he was being born.
Light burst into his vision as his eyes cracked open, revealing the exhausted face of a red-haired woman. His newborn mind hazily concluded—this must be his new mother.
A doctor lifted him gently, speaking words he couldn't quite understand; everything sounded distant, distorted, as if filtered through a thick buzz.
Doctors:(static buzzing) "It's… bzzzt …a boy. bzzzt …Name?"
Mom:(smiles)"His name is Delsin Brooke."
Doctor: "I see the father isn't here… traffic?"
Mom:(a shadow looming over her) "No… he's just busy with work, like always."
The doctor gave a solemn nod, casting a brief, pitying glance at the newborn before gently handing him over to his exhausted mother. Cradling Delsin in her arms, she held him close, unaware of the bizarre fate that had just taken root in her child's life.
Meanwhile, in the endless void, TOD reclined comfortably, surrounded by beer, beautiful women, and the ongoing football game. Just as he was reaching for another drink, his phone buzzed.
Glancing at the caller ID, he saw the name: Rob.
With a sigh, TOD paused the game and answered the call, the women curling in closer against him as the screen froze mid-play.
Tod: ["Hey Rob, it's been a while since you last called. What's up?"]
Rob: ["I heard you isekaied someone… and I'm wondering why you, of all people, were chosen."]
Tod: (smirks) ["Maybe because God finally decided to give me a chance… I've been working hard, you know."]
Rob: ["Cut the crap. I know you, and I know God only picked you because I was busy and you were the only one around. (sighs) Just tell me where you sent them."]
Tod:["I was originally supposed to send him to Berserk, but he used a wish to go to My Hero Academia instead."]
Rob:["Oh, I didn't know that was even allowed. Please tell me you at least copied and pasted the world—I'm not dealing with another One Piece incident."]
Tod:(rolls his eyes)["Yes, I made sure to copy and paste the world. Trust me, no one wants another One Piece incident on their hands."]
Rob hung up without a single follow-up question or even a goodbye—a move TOD found mildly rude, but not worth bothering over. With a shrug, he unpaused the television, took a swig of beer, and settled back into his chair as the women nestled closer. The game resumed, and so did his indulgent relaxation in the void
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