[1st POV]
"Hello. Welcome. You have died, and now the God of Games offers you a chance at a new life.]
[Yes / No]
Well, of course, "Yes."
[Congratulations. You now have a chance at a new life.]
[Choose the world in which you want to be reborn from the catalog.]
'Let's see. I wonder what I can choose...'
Besides books, manga, anime, and various movies, I can also be reborn in several alternative realities of Earth.
This piqued my interest.
I often read about going back to the past, but not under circumstances where the God of Games offers it to me.
I think I'll choose that!
[World Chosen - DC Universe!]
"Choose: Continent, country, region, ethnicity, social status, gender…"
Of course, I chose a male because I was a man in my past life, and I chose the rest randomly.
However, I selected the middle class as the social status.
[Profession: Teacher, doctor, scientist, military, police officer…]
I think I'll choose a police officer.
Afterward, I had the right to choose my appearance, something I didn't have in my first life.
I need to make the most of it.
[Appearances Completed!]
[Loading World…]
[Processing data…]
[Synchronization…]
[Congratulations! You have been reborn in a new body.]
I immediately logged into it.
Status
Name: Isaac Dinklage
Health: 250
Level: 1
Experience: 0/100
Class: Hot Fuzz (Novice), Loser, Newcomer (Ordinary)
Attributes:
Strength: 15
Agility: 5
Endurance: 19
Intelligence: 5
Intuition: 2
Attribute Points (AP): 0
Features: Orphan, Lone Wolf, Sociopath, Unlucky
Skills:
Stealth - Level 1
Accuracy - Level 2
Hand-to-Hand Combat - Level 5
Special Skills:
Cooking - Level 2
Guitar - Level 5
Problem Solving- Level 10.
Well, I got quite the body at twenty-three years old.
I'm a rookie police officer in Gotham City. He served exactly three years in the army before falling out with the commanding officer.
I fought a fight, a brawl, and a black eye for the colonel and was discharged from the army… with a ban on further service in the armed forces.
It stated that I was a troublemaker, a slacker, a drunkard, and a very bad person on the records.
Then, he found a new job in the police force.
At first, he completed the training courses, passed the exams… However, due to his personal file, he was sent to Gotham, the most crime-ridden city in the U.S.
What a dump…
He had both military parents. They died when I was just a couple of years old.
I grew up in an orphanage, a school, then a military academy, and finally, a discharge from the army.
It feels like the System decided to laugh at my expense...
[+1 Intuition]
[+1 Intelligence]
If I stay here any longer, I'll be late for my first day on the job as a police officer.
I'm quite a tall brunette at one hundred eighty centimeters, with gray eyes, light skin, and a toned, athletic build.
Strangely, my stats are so low.
I quickly dressed without breakfast, locked the door to my rented room, and ran to work.
Fortunately, I knew where the precinct was, and the precinct itself was not far from his place.
...
I stood in Commissioner Gordon's office with uneasy.
He had a gaze that could intimidate even the toughest of officers.
However, I held my ground under his scrutiny after he read through my records and other documents.
I even gained:
[5% Mental Pressure]
[5% Mental Resistance.]
'Is he a hidden psychic?'
Knowing the canon, Gordon is a tough guy...
He must have superpowers or just the balls to handle all the crazy stuff going on here without losing his mind.
Jim Gordon radiates an aura of authority, strength, and confidence.
It's clear to me who keeps the Gotham police in line and makes them actually work instead of being a legal "brotherhood" under the law.
"Your stats are impressive,"
Gordon said with a slight smile.
"I think you were sent here based on a 'good' recommendation from the academy. It seems not everyone likes you."
"That's true. Well, we need more hands on deck. So I can't refuse even you. Welcome to the force, kid. I hope you'll fulfill your duties."
He said, extending his hand.
"I'll do my best,"
I replied, and he led me along.
"Let's go; I'll introduce you to your partner."
We arrived at the water cooler where a typical American man in his forties looked at us.
He's a bit overweight and bald, with brown eyes, and he revealed a prominent bald spot that gleamed in the light when he took off his hat.
"Meet Arthur McCoy, your partner. Arthur, this is our new recruit, Isaac Dinklage. I'm leaving him in your hands."
"Ah! A rookie! You always hand me the tough jobs, Jim."
"Well, someone has to do it. Besides, you're an experienced guy. Our Officer Dinklage is inexperienced and not local. He needs someone older to keep an eye on him for a while. So, get acquainted and have a good time."
I felt sorry for him.
They threw him into the mix with a young hopeful from the new generation… or maybe not so hopeful.
"Alright, Isaac, just call me Arthur. I have a feeling we're going to be working together for a long time. Despite what Jim said, I think we'll have to pick each other's brains quite a bit."
He said.
"Don't make that face. I mean it in a good way. Let's hop in the car. I'll take you for a drive and show you the local sights, and it'll pass the time. I don't want to be stuck at the precinct."
He drove me around the city for the next half day and told me interesting things along the way.
Besides the important details about police informants, diners, and bars, Arthur provided me with a wealth of useful information about the local timeframe and the situation in the city.
Right now, Gotham is home to Batman, Robin, and Batgirl.
Judging by the info floating from city to city, this Robin wasn't Dick Grayson.
Nightwing was operating in another city in our state.
Therefore, it's either Tim Drake or Jason Todd, and Batgirl is probably Barbara Gordon.
I wonder when Batwoman will make her appearance, and what about the son of our "batty" friend named Damian?
Overall, the city is relatively safe right now.
The majority of psychos and metahumans on the "dark" side of the law are either locked up or keeping a low profile.
Arthur mentioned that the Penguin is a semi-legal figure who sometimes supplies information to our precinct, and in return, we turn a blind eye to some of his shady dealings.
It seems even Gordon makes deals with his conscience if it helps maintain some peace.
Of course, he does not pity the truly wicked and fights against them. If he can't get them locked up, he calls on the bats for help.
I've always wondered about one question.
Does Gordon know Batman's true identity?
After all, he's not a stupid guy.
The day ended with a visit to a bar that could be considered the social hub for the rank-and-file officers in our precinct.
That's where I got to meet my colleagues, and of course, a couple of pints of beer were involved…
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A/N: Someone already translated this but it's a mess so I want to retranslate it for the others who want to read it again. Those who want to read the original, this is the title: DC: Strongest Gamer