《Modern Armaments in Isekai Fantasy》Chapter 1: Unfortunate Son
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March 20XX
Maryland, US
It's a beautiful day outside, spring has officially arrived and with it is the excitement of people. Various plans were made as they look forward to going outside to enjoy the warmth of the sun, wear light and comfortable clothes, and just bask in all of spring's glory...........If it weren't for the sudden Blizzard that came from nowhere. Many people agonized at their bad luck and cursed the heavens for taking away their long awaited warmth.
One person in particular is having it rougher than the others, this man is Arnold Richardson. He is a 23-year old college student with an average build, standing at 182 cm with short brown hair and green eyes. He was just on his way back from the convenience store and can't wait to do the same thing he always did on the weekends like watching mainstream anime, playing RTS game, and even watching history channel back when they actually show real history. But with the unexpected turn of events, he can't help but curse as his day of leisure suddenly turned to survival.
"Shit! Shit! Shit! Where the hell did this blizzard come from! Why did it have to come today of all days! Fuck, I need to get home quickly before I freeze my ass off." Arnold says as he quickens his speed to his apartment 6 blocks away through this freezing blizzard. It didn't help that he was only wearing a t-shirt and cargo shorts which made more exposed to the elements.
After countess minutes passed, which felt like an eternity to Arnold, he finally saw his apartment in the distance. Just as hope begins to fill him, a bright flash occurred, followed by a loud bang then crack. The next thing Arnold saw after the flash was darkness.
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Moments later, after an unknown time, Arnold feels a floating-like sensation in his body and suddenly opens his eyes. What greeted him was a vast expanse of white everywhere with no end in sight. Confusion, fear, and shock were running in his head as he tried to recall what happened before ending up this desolate white void when suddenly, he saw a transparent screen in front of him that popped out of nowhere and it are words that are written. Curious, he went to see what was written in it.
[Hello there, my child. If you are reading then I am regretful to inform you that have perished due to my mistake which caused a lightning bolt to strike you from where you stood. This resulted to your soul being taken away from the cycle of reincarnation in your universe and would ultimately lead to your Doom had it not been for my intervention. As compensation, I will bestow upon you the chance to be reincarnated in another world, a world of fantasy and fiction where its level is the same as that of the medieval ages in your previous world. This is because your universe now rejects your soul and is no longer allowed to exist without being destroyed. As a sign of goodwill, I shall also grant you an ability of your own choosing that will help you live in the new world. If you have decided on the ability that you want, you can type it here and you will be sent on your way:
________________________________
-GOD]
".... *hyperventilating* No way, No fuckin’ way this is actually happening! I died? I died by mistake, by God at that. Reincarnation, like what I've read on various animes and fanfics? This is too suspicious and too good to be true! What do I do? What will happen now?..." As Arnold was acting hysterical from seeing things that he usually see in fiction, he finally managed to calm down after half an hour and confirming that he wasn't hallucinating or dreaming or being set up by someone on Youtube.
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"Shit, this is actually real. Being sent to a fantasy world like in isekai style? I can't help but be excited but also scared shitless, if it was what Tolkien and anime has shown then that world is definitely not as safe as Earth is. I need to choose my ability carefully if I want to live long. " Arnold mused as he accepted his fate.
"If this world's level is the same as the medieval ages, then it also means it was dangerous and as dirty as it sounds from history. I don't think I can tolerate it for long if I don't have the comfort of modern technology. And fighting with swords against some knight bastard or some Merlin wannabe is a big no-no for me, I'd rather fight them where they can't reach me. I also don't like that I'm alone with no one to help me the moment I step into this world. Hnnnngghh, what should I do?" said Arnold as he racked his brain the hardest in his entire life.
After thinking again and again, Arnold finally decided on an ability that he wants "I got it! I want the ability to create and summon all modern technology in my world and people that use them to help me survive in this world! That way I can have a fighting chance and not be on my own against this world."
With this Arnold decided to type his chosen ability on the screen where a keyboard suddenly showed up when he went near it.
[Ability to summon Modern Technology, Resources, Munitions, Facilities, and Loyal People needed to establish a modern country.
Confirm Ability?
YES / NO]
As Arnold clicked on yes, he suddenly received a warning from the screen.
[ERROR!]
||WARNING! DUE TO INSERTING MORE THAN 1 ABILITY, SEVERAL RESTRICTIONS HAVE BEEN APPLIED TO COUNTERACT THE EXCESS ABILITIES. DO WOU WISH TO CONTINUE?||
"What? Restriction? Can I know what they are?" asked Arnold at the important announcement.
[Negative, restrictions can only be known once ability is created.]
"Oh, come on! That sounded like a big deal, at least show some of it," as Arnold insisted again and again to no luck he finally gave up and decided to accept "Let's hope this doesn't bite me in the balls."
*click*
As Arnold confirmed it he was surrounded by a bright light again, this time it's not trying to kill him
[I bid you farewell and wish you luck on your journey, young Arnold. Please accept my apologies once again for your misfortune and know that I will always be watching you.]
Arnold heard the final words of God before he was sent to another world.
'I will definitely survive and live as I want when I get there.' were Arnold's final thoughts as his journey to another world started.
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