{First POV}
I didn't bother scanning the entire list of roles. Why waste time? I stopped once I was sure of my choices. It wasn't rocket science to figure out what the categories were about. The Superpower role seemed straightforward enough—it was probably tied to the powers and abilities the person possessed in their own world.
Take Madara, for instance. He was worth 300 points, which made sense considering the sheer range of skills and abilities he had accumulated over his lifetime. Factor in the power he gained from the Ten-Tails, and it was no surprise his value was higher than someone like Sasuke or even Naruto. Madara was practically unstoppable, and if he'd lived longer, there was no telling how much stronger he could've become.
But despite all that, I wasn't going to pick Madara.
Goku might have been one of the most powerful people on this list, but his value wasn't as high as I expected. Sure, he was strong—maybe even one of the strongest—but he lacked a wide variety of overpowered abilities. The ones he did have were still far from fully mastered. Still, it struck me as odd that all the names on the list were from anime. Was that just a coincidence?
Sasuke being ranked higher than Naruto made sense to me, though. Sasuke's abilities had far more room to grow, especially with the potential of the Uchiha bloodline. Those Sharingan and Rinnegan powers were ridiculously overpowered.
But then there was Luffy. Why was his value so low? Maybe it was because Gear 5 wasn't something that could simply be handed over—it was a power tied to Luffy's unique creativity and personality. On top of that, the drawbacks were significant. Losing the ability to swim in exchange for his Devil Fruit abilities made Luffy's worth less appealing.
Whis, on the other hand, was a no-brainer. An immortal, undying angel with millions of years of experience, skills, and techniques under his belt? Yeah, his value at 450 points was more than justified.
Anyway, it felt like I was building my own character—like I was in some twisted RPG. Honestly, part of me thought I was just dreaming all this up. But let's be real: did I even have a life worth waking up to? I'd been forced to hallucinate a loved one just to keep myself going. Without that, I wouldn't even be here today. So, what did I really have to lose?
I shook the thought away and focused on the list. For the Superpower role, my choice was obvious: Goku. The Saiyan bloodline was just too overpowered to pass up. Add all of Goku's abilities on top of that, and it felt like a steal.
Anyway, on top of Goku, my next pick was Naruto. The Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu alone was worth it—it opened up so many possibilities. And if Kurama, the Nine Tails, came as part of the package, having a friend like him around wouldn't hurt either.
After Naruto came Luffy. Haki was too good to pass up, and the chance to one day unlock Gear 5 made the decision even easier. Sure, there was the whole Devil Fruit weakness to water thing, but I already had a plan to work around that.
Talent, though, was a tricky one. In the end, I decided on Medaka. Why? Simple. If I could gain her ability, The End, it would be a total game-changer. That ability let her copy and instantly master any skill or technique she saw to 120% of its original potential. She could even master abilities just by hearing about them. Was there anything more overpowered than that?
Even if I didn't gain The End, Medaka was still a super genius without equality. Honestly, I wasn't sure if there was anyone more talented than her. Her sheer brilliance made her an easy choice for Talent.
As for IQ, I'd already decided to pick Anos. The guy was a literal genius who solved magical problems that had stumped people for centuries—just because he wanted to flex. He could create complex spells on the fly, purely to show off.
I wasn't entirely sure if that kind of ability fell under IQ or Talent, but I leaned toward IQ. Talent was about growth rate, while IQ was about the raw power of your mind, and your ability to think, create, and solve problems. Anos embodied that perfectly. Creating techniques on the spot wasn't just talent—it was brilliance.
Lastly, there were the treasures. Was it even a hard choice? Of course not—Gilgamesh was the obvious pick. The guy was probably the richest person to have ever existed. With the Gate of Babylon, he had access to an ever-growing treasury containing every man-made treasure. Not only that, but the versions in his treasury were superior to anything found outside.
Ships, guns, rocket ships, cars, and countless other treasures—all of it could be mine. With that kind of wealth and power, I wouldn't just be rich—I'd be unstoppable.
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The system's voice chimed, followed by a strange energy swirling around me. Panic shot through me as I glanced around, worried that I might draw attention. But to my surprise, I wasn't the only one. A few others nearby were also enveloped in the same glowing light.
My body began to change almost instantly. I could feel new bloodlines coursing through my veins—Saiyan, Uzumaki, and even Luffy's unique bloodline. The three merged together, their powers combining in a chaotic fusion. But in the end, the Saiyan bloodline dominated, absorbing and enhancing all the abilities the others had to offer.
Chakra and Ki surged through me, filling every cell of my body with untapped potential. At the same time, I felt the awakening of the three forms of Haki—Observation, Armament, and even the elusive Conqueror's Haki.
Techniques flooded my mind, each one intricate and powerful, yet I mastered them effortlessly as if they had always been mine. My thoughts became sharper, my mind expanding to what felt like limitless capacity.
Things I could never understand before now seemed laughably simple. The complexities of human behavior, body language, and motivations unraveled before me with startling clarity. Every glance, every gesture—I could read it all as though it were written in bold letters. It was exhilarating and terrifying all at once.
It wasn't just people I could read now. My newfound clarity extended to everything—schoolwork I used to struggle with, complex problems I had wrestled with in the past, even obscure questions I'd long forgotten. They all resurfaced in my mind, and I solved them effortlessly, as if the answers had always been there, waiting for me to uncover them.
But that wasn't all. I felt a strange connection to another dimension—a pocket space that only I could access. It was mine alone, and within it lay an endless sea of treasures.
The treasures stretched across time, from ancient artifacts to creations of the modern era. Each one radiated perfection, their quality so exceptional that anything outside of this space seemed like a cheap imitation. The sheer scale and grandeur of it all were overwhelming. It wasn't just wealth—it was power, history, and potential, all at my fingertips.
I took a deep breath to steady myself. My body felt stronger—far stronger. A Saiyan physique was inherently more powerful than that of a normal human. Even though Goku's power level at birth had been a mere 2, Saiyans naturally grew stronger over time, even without the extreme gravity of their home planet. Earth's gravity might be weaker, but the strength coursing through me now was undeniable.
I didn't want to get caught up in the idea of power levels, but I knew without a doubt that I was no longer the same as before. My strength, my endurance—it was on a whole new level.
One thing puzzled me, though. I couldn't sense the Nine Tails Fox inside me. But strangely, I could still feel the benefits of having it sealed within me—the heightened chakra reserves, the stamina, and the raw energy it provided—all without the fox itself being present. It was like I had inherited its gifts without the burden of its presence.
Exhaling slowly, I glanced around and quickly realized that not much time had passed. What felt to me like several minutes of transformation had, in reality, been just a few seconds. The world around me remained largely unchanged.
No one seemed to notice me or the handful of others who were undergoing what the system had called an awakening. Most of them were still focused on the gaping fissure, their eyes filled with curiosity and unease. For now, I had time to breathe and take in what was happening—but I had no idea how long that calm would last.
I wasn't as scared anymore. After all, if something truly terrifying came out of that fissure, I could just teleport away. The abilities I'd gained, Goku's, Luffy's, and Naruto's, weren't just new; I had already mastered them. I didn't want to sound cocky, but let's be real—my fat ass might just be the strongest person on this planet right now.
That said, I wasn't entirely sure if my body could handle the sheer power I now possessed. The thought lingered in the back of my mind, but I pushed it aside for now.
Taking a deep breath, I spread out my Observation Haki. Mastered, by the way—like everything else. The moment I did, I sensed it. Movement.
Monsters.
Things that looked like goblins and other creatures were clawing their way out of the hole in the ground. There were a lot of them—far more than I'd expected. The sheer number of them sent a ripple of unease through me, even as I stood there knowing I had the strength to face them.
I glanced around, debating whether I should say something. But as my eyes swept over the people here, I made my decision: I would say nothing and leave.
For years, I had been bullied. For years, I had watched people either ignore it, record it for their own amusement, or even join in for a laugh. This world had shown me no kindness, no fairness. I owed it nothing. Playing the hero? That wasn't my role.
Oddly enough, I didn't even feel a desire to fit in anymore. A few minutes ago, my dream had been to find a place where I belonged, to find people who accepted me. That dream was dead. What I wanted now? I wasn't sure.
I guess finishing college in honor of the grandmother I had hallucinated was a start. From there, I'd figure it out—find something meaningful to do with all these skills and abilities I now possessed.
Working out could be the second step. Sure, I could just create a technique to shed this weight instantly, but that wasn't what I wanted. No, I wanted to train. I wanted to put in the effort. There was something satisfying about the idea of watching this fat—the weight that had haunted me my entire life—melt away under my hard work.