Unknown POV
By the time I was six years old, I had realised and adapted to the world I was in. I was in the Classroom of the elite world, and how did I know that? Well I was in the White Room and if anyone had ever read or watched Cote they would know what it was.
Honestly, it wasn't that bad. The isolation, the strict training, the tests it was all pretty manageable. I mean, sure, I played dumb sometime and hold back most of the time, but it's not like they knew what I was capable of. In fact, I was on the same level as Ayanokoji Kiyotaka when he left the White Room, and I wasn't even trying that hard.
And how could I forget the Gacha System. This time I had gotten some pretty OP stuff, well not all at the same time but over the course of 6 years. In these 6 years I have gotten 2 more templates and a talent card.
First, template was of Welt Yang from Honkai Impact, The Herrscher of Reason. This dude could manipulate gravity and summon a black hole. A freaking black hole. The White Room trainers had no idea what I was packing. I've been keeping that one under wraps, obviously. Can you imagine the chaos if I suddenly tore open reality during one of our tests? Yeah, better keep it to myself then.
Then there was John Wick. Now, that guy knows his way around weapons like no one else. Guns, knives, you name it. I hadn't had the chance to use those skills yet (the White Room wasn't exactly handing out guns or knives to toddlers), but I knew the moment I had access to a weapon, I'd be unstoppable. Just give me a pencil, and I'll show these people why John Wick's nickname was "Baba Yaga."
Now, let's talk about the talent card. I had gotten one of Daniel Park from Lookism. Honestly, this one's pretty sweet. It lets me copy any martial art I've seen, which is wild. I could probably mop the floor with any of these so-called "geniuses" here if I wanted to. I haven't tried out Daniel's Crazy mode or Ultra Instinct yet, though. Figured I'd save those for when I really need them. No sense in going all out when I'm just a kid.
On top of all that, I've also snagged some really good food. Like, I'm talking otherworldly stuff here. I think it was from a world called Food Wars and if the food there was really as good as I have tasted I was ready to go on a war anytime. If you think the bland crap they serve here in the White Room is the best a chef can provide, you'd be wrong. The Gacha system threw in meals that taste like something straight out of a five-star restaurant or even better. Every time I get one, I savor every bite. It's the little things, y'know?
Oh, and I can't forget the Suit. One of my spins gave me this sleek, black suit that's not only stylish but also resistant to most attacks. Bullets, blades, elemental attacks etc. It just shrugs them off. And y'know what's better, it repairs itself. A self-healing suit. I haven't worn it yet (I mean, how do you explain that to the instructors here?), but knowing I have it? Feels like I'm practically invincible.
The thing is, I'm not in any rush. I've got time. After all, I've already died once. What's the hurry?
Now Let's fast forward a bit I mean who wants to listen to the stuff I learned in there. I mean except studying and martial arts they also teach etiquettes and stuff like that.
So, 15 years old was when I finally decided it was time to bail on the White Room. Not that I hadn't thought about it before, but things had reached a point where it was just me and Ayanokoji left and being tested against the same person for over an year was boring as hell. I mean, sure, I could probably outmaneuver him if I wanted to do that, but honestly, I was just looking for an opportunity. Besides, the White Room wasn't exactly a hotbed of excitement more like an endless loop of tests and boredom.
And i got the best opportunity I could get, a world-hopping card I had gotten from the Gacha system a few day's back. It wasn't like I had any sentimental attachment to this place. The White Room had its perks, sure, but it wasn't home. I needed a change of scenery, and I had a feeling that there was a lot more out there waiting for me.
Now, before I get into the whole world-hopping plan, let me give you a rundown of what I had at my disposal. This isn't just about hopping worlds though that's a pretty big deal in itself. I had also accumulated a bit of an arsenal over the years.
For starters, I have an AXSR a super-silent sniper rifle. It didn't make a sound, and has unlimited ammo. Then there was the HK416, a trusty assault rifle that was just as quiet and well-stocked. And don't get me started on the P226, a handgun that could probably take down a small army if I was in the mood. Again, unlimited ammo and silent operation. Pretty handy, right? Not that I was planning on using them much. I mean, I was just trying to escape, not start a war.
I also have a Storage Space. You know like one of those magic compartments or spritual spaces where you can store an endless amount of stuff. It was perfect for hiding all the gear I have and didn't need on me all the time. Not that I had much in there besides my weapons and a few other odds and ends. But it was nice to know it was there.
And then there were the vehicles. Not just any vehicles, mind you. I have an Alien-modified B2. A Stealth-bomber which has been modified. This thing was a beast it didn't need fuel, worked in space, and could carry up to ten people. Not that I needed to carry ten people, but it was nice to know I could if I wanted to. The B2 would probably be my go-to for longer trips or if I needed to get somewhere fast. Space travel? No problem.
The other vehicle in my garage was a Huayra Roadster. This beauty didn't need fuel either and could hover above the ground if it wasn't on a road or flat surface. It was more of a luxury ride, perfect for making a grand entrance or just cruising around for fun. Plus, it looked cool as hell.
So, I packed up my gear, made sure everything was in order, and prepared to activate the world-hopping card. I wasn't sure where I would end up, but that was part of the adventure.
With a deep breath, I activated the card. A swirling vortex of colors appeared in front of me, and I took a step into it. For a moment, it felt like I was being pulled in every direction at once. The sensation was weird but not unpleasant. It was like being in a giant washing machine of the cosmos.
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Hey,
This chapter looks more AI like dosen't it? Well comment where I could improve things.