My name is Axel Wolf. I am a 19-year-old college student and I live with my two lifelong friends who are the same age. Seán Sullivan, a muscular, 6'4, red-haired Irish man and Authur Fournier a blonde 5'11 skinny French man who wears glasses.
I guess I should give a better introduction than just my name and age. Right, as you know, I am Axel Wolf. I am muscular but not as much as Seán, I am 6'5 German and I have dark coloured hair.
"HAHAHA! We passed our first exam!" Seán yelled, breaking me from my deep thought, "yes, we know you red-haired inbred" Authur said while fixing his glasses, "hoho, sorry little French bastard. I didn't hear that. Such a height difference ya know?" Seán hit him right where it hurts, his height, "you bastard! Go put your gay bulge up your ass!" Seán took that insult to heart. Karma, I guess.
"Dickcheese! How many times do I have to say it?! It's pronounced Gáe bulg!" Sighing, I got up from the couch, "look, you idiots. Go take a shower then we can go get some drinks" the both of them looked at me, "I don't know. The last time a German told someone to enter a shower it didn't end too well" Seán nodded, "the wise Authur has a point" Authur hummed while stroking his non-existent beard, "hmm, thank you Seàn the just" I stood there annoyed, 'they were just at each other's throats' I sighed, "I'll buy the first three rounds of drinks. How does that sound?" The two stared at each other for a moment, "to the showers my friend!" Authur yelled then ran off with Seán on his heels.
"Idiots," I said, "Guess I'll have a shower after they're done. We only have two showers after all" I hopped back onto the couch and opened up a Skyrim lore video, 'ah, sweet lore," I thought to myself.
After 10 or so minutes someone entered the living room, "ah, the Loremaster doing what he does best" it was Authur, "if you were to reincarnate into a world like Skyrim you would be set. You'd be Jon Dare probably" (Jon dare is from a Skyrim fanfic called "Dragonborn saga". It's great. Check it out) I waved my hand at him, "I can't read Dovahzul and I don't have the godly memory of protagonists" I got up and took a shower.
After my shower, the three of us dressed up somewhat nice and headed to our favourite bar. I looked at the sign. It read, "The swashing bucket" always thought it was kind of a gross name.
We started drinking like no tomorrow. Nothing of note happened. Other than Authur trying to hit on girls and getting shot down.
We left the bar at 4 am pissfaced. We had our arms around each other's necks while singing sea shanties. Then, we started crossing the street. Unknown to the fact a truck was barreling towards us. By the time we noticed it was too late.
And thus, we're here. Where is here? No clue. The only thing I know is that it's darker than the abyss and that Seán and Authur are with me, "where are we? Is this death?" Authur asked to no one in particular. Suddenly, there was a flash of like and the dark abyss turned into a bright white area.
"Wooooo, sorry about that, a lot of people dying" someone in front of us, seemingly being the source of the whiteness said, "now onto business- Wait just a minute," the entity said, "one, two, three," it said while pointing a finger ant us, "ain't that a pickle," it said, "fuck. Well, what can you do?" it said shrugging.
Growing restless, I spoke up, "um, excuse me godly looking being?" the being looked over at me, "ah, my apologies. You can call me Rekke, God of wishes and reincarnation. A pleasure" Rekke said while giving a formal bow, "so Rekke, sir or ma'am?" I asked. Rekke waved its hand, "please, I am not bound by gender. I am Rekke nothing more, nothing less" I nodded, "now, onto my question. What's gonna happen to us?" Rekke did what I could only imagine was a smirk, "I thought about and I've come up with an idea. You see, normally, one person would die, then meet with me or one of my shades, be reborn into a world of my choosing and be allowed three wishes. But, since there are three of you, I'll give you one each. I'll also give you an extra since you weren't meant to die yet" as Rekke said the last part Rekke pointed to me.
"What do you mean he wasn't meant to die?" Seán said, "hm? Well, you were meant to get hit by that truck and you," Rekke pointed at Authur, "you were meant to die of alcohol poisoning" we all looked at each other with pale faces, "ready to make your wishes?" Rekke said with amusement.
Authur raised his hand, "d-do we get a system?" the God thought for a moment, "yes, the world you will go to has systems. Even for the native residents. yours will be a slightly stronger version of that one. It will give you missions, improve your potential, and make you learn things faster. It's not overpowered though" we all nodded and Authur put his hand up again but was cut off by Rekke, "yes, there is magic and sword arts" we all smiled at that.
"I'm ready to make my wish," Seán said while looking straight at Rekke, "I want to be able to learn sword arts faster and use them better than other people" Rekke gave a grin, "very well. What about you?" Rekke pointed at Authur, "I want what Seán has but for magic" Rekke nodded and turned to me, "time for your two wishes" I thought for a while and remembered something I said earlier.
'I don't have the godly memory of protagonists'
I smiled, "for my first wish, I want perfect memory when I choose" Rekke smiled so widely it looked like a demon more than a God, "wonderful choice. Your second wish?" I already knew what I wanted for my second with, "I want all three of us to be able to learn abilities from games, anime, and other media" Rekke frowned a little, "give me an example" I thought back to the lore video I was watching, "an example could be the thu'um from Skyrim"
"The thu'um? Skyrim?" Rekke had a look of realisation, "hahaha! By my brothers and sisters. You wish to steal what Akatosh has given only to the chosen one" the three of us were confused, "what do you mean by that?" Seán asked. Rekke looked at us excitedly, "what I mean? What I mean!? What I mean is that those Gods and those worlds you deemed fictional are, in fact, real. Some of them at least" we were shocked beyond words. Our favourite games, anime, etc. Were real? We could hardly believe it.
After a bit, I recovered, "can you grant my wish?" I was very anxious, "hmm, I probably shouldn't. But, it seems fun so I'll allow it. Now, have fun" we felt like we were flung at Mach 5 for a few seconds until it abruptly stopped.
"Ugh, my head" I heard a young voice say. I got up from the grassy land and looked around me. What I saw was two 11-12 year old, "what the?" I said out loud. I soon realised that my voice was much too high pitched, "ugh, Axel? Authur? You there?" The red-haired kid said, "Seán?" I asked. The kid looked at me and I realised what had happened. We were put onto younger bodies, 'REEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKEEEEEEE!"
*ACHOO* 'Someone must be thinking about me. I bet it's that hot piece of ass, Lotis" I thought to myself while scratching my chin hairs, 'ah, being the God of wishes, reincarnation, and trickery is an odd but great mix'
(A/N: Welcome to my new novel, I hope you enjoy it)