My body clock woke me up, and I sat up in bed, glancing at the digital alarm clock on the bedside table.
More than twenty years ago, I was an otaku who loved Gundam, and of course, I was also a shut-in who enjoyed some sci-fi novels. In my leisure time, I spent all my time on these things and never pursued relationships. For me, having Gundam and my favorite sci-fi novels was my entire life.
More than twenty years ago, after I bought my favorite Wing Gundam Zero model and...
2025-09-17 14:27:52 +0000 UTC
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The second floor was a stark contrast to the chaos below. Inside a lavishly decorated office, cigar smoke hung thick in the air, mingling with the scent of stale liquor. A group of hardened gangsters were huddled around a mahogany table littered with cash and various… paraphernalia.
Seated at the head was their boss, a grizzled man with a network of scars crisscrossing his face, each telling a silent story of violence and survival. He was mid-sentence, but the sound died in his throat...
2025-09-17 14:25:45 +0000 UTC
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At eleven o'clock that night, Isaac double-checked to make sure his parents were out cold before sneaking out of the house. A quick trip to the alley later, and Kamen Rider Gotchard was on the scene, ready to keep National City safe.
Tonight's mission? A string of disappearances that had been hitting the news lately. The victims were mostly kids and teens, and Isaac wasn't about to let that slide.
With next to no leads, Isaac figured he'd start the old-fashioned way, channeling hi...
2025-09-17 14:25:22 +0000 UTC
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On the street, the dim yellow streetlights cast faint beams, illuminating the remains of a fish-moth human corpse, which only had its main torso left, lying openly on the ground. It was not pretty.
Standing beside the corpse, Hank Henshaw, the head honcho at the Department of Extranormal Operations (DEO), frowned deeply, looking all kinds of grave. This alien was their target, after all.
But, just when they'd pinned down its location, bam! Someone else had already taken care of bu...
2025-09-17 14:24:57 +0000 UTC
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With his alarm diligently set for 11 PM, Isaac hit the hay, his mind already drifting into the welcoming embrace of sleep. As his body rested, his mind was not idle. Time to hit the books! His consciousness automatically clocked in for another training session at the Geki Dojo, where Master Gorrie, Master Michelle, and Master Pyon were surely waiting to put him through his paces.
DING DING 🔔
Right on schedule, the alarm screeched, dragging Isaac back to the land of the living. ...
2025-09-17 14:24:33 +0000 UTC
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The night cloaked National City in an oppressive darkness, the sky a canvas of thick, impenetrable clouds. The city's hum was muted, the occasional car engine a fleeting intrusion on the prevailing silence.
From the shadows of a small power plant, Roderick emerged, his presence a stark contrast to the stillness. He moved with an unnerving calm, an alien composure that belied the violence he left behind. The stolen black overcoat seemed to swallow him whole, emphasizing the cold indiffer...
2025-09-17 14:24:03 +0000 UTC
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A few days pass. Isaac declines his dad's offer to drive him to school. "Nah, I'm good, Dad. I need to stretch my legs. The bus is fine." He waves off Kenji’s offer. He heads out the door, backpack slung over his shoulder. Besides, I need to keep an eye on things.
The bus rumbles down the street, packed with the usual mix of students and commuters. Isaac leans against the window, watching the scenery blur by, but his mind is elsewhere.
Master Gorrie said that if I c...
2025-09-17 14:23:37 +0000 UTC
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The hail of bullets pinged harmlessly off Gotchard's armor, sounding like rain on a tin roof. Isaac, however, wasn't about to stand there and be a bullet sponge.
"Seriously? Can't a Rider catch a break?" He muttered under his breath, already moving. His form flickered, almost like a glitch in reality, and he vanished, leaving a faint shimmer in the air.
The next moment, he reappeared behind one of the goons, his fist a blur. It connected with a sickening [THWACK], and the guy crum...
2025-09-17 14:23:11 +0000 UTC
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Nearly two weeks had passed since the day he met X Wizard. After more than a month of self-adjustment, Isaac had finally gotten used to life in the DC World and had adapted to the interpersonal relationships of his current body.
Now, his days were fulfilling; in deep sleep, his consciousness entered the Geki Dojo to train with the Three Fist Sages, and after waking up, he practiced Beast Fist boxing. During the day, he attended school, and in the afternoon after school, he studied Alche...
2025-09-17 14:22:45 +0000 UTC
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“Alright, it’s getting late, I’ll help you tidy up a guest room so you can rest and recover as soon as possible.”
Seeing that X Wizard seemed to be a bit tired, Isaac didn’t continue to pester her with questions. Instead, he suggested that she rest first.
After all, according to the usual plot, the next step should be the monster appearing to force the protagonist to fight. Therefore, X Wizard, the support, must recover to her best condition to provide assistance.
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2025-09-17 14:22:19 +0000 UTC
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The small-scale explosion that occurred when Kasshine was defeated caused a considerable commotion. It was likely to attract the attention of the police, and Isaac knew it. He imagined a strict investigation would be carried out in the city.
Therefore, to avoid any unnecessary trouble by staying in the city, Isaac decided to take X Wizard out to the suburbs to lie low. He didn't want to deal with the hassle of explaining things to the cops or, worse, some shady government agency poking ...
2025-09-17 14:21:41 +0000 UTC
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With a slight push off the ground with his left leg, Isaac's figure, aided by the astonishing jumping power of the Steamhopper Form, appeared before Kasshine in an instant, as if teleporting, and he delivered a powerful side kick with his right leg.
Steam compressed and exploded, and immense power was instantly released as his right leg made contact with Kasshine's side. Kasshine, unable to react in time, was directly kicked away, sliding over ten meters before barely coming to a stop.<...
2025-09-17 14:21:04 +0000 UTC
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It is a little past 8 PM in National City. I trudge down a somewhat empty street, my thumb doing the doom scroll through superhero news on my phone. Each article just adds another pound to the weight crushing my mood.
Two weeks ago, I was sitting in my childhood bedroom, all hyped for the Kamen Rider Gavv's Cake King debut. Now? One blink later, I'm waking up in some bougie living room I've never seen before.
And the TV? Don't even get me started.
【At 8 AM this morning, a ...
2025-09-17 14:20:32 +0000 UTC
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The next day at Midtown High, I grab a tray and meet Gwen and Peter at our usual table in the cafeteria. The smell of mystery meat and stale pizza fills the air. I get a burger and fries, while Gwen opts for a salad and Peter grabs a plate piled high with spaghetti.
"So," I say, taking a bite of my burger, "anything exciting happen while I was gone?"
Peter launches into a story about a science experiment gone wrong in his lab, which ends with him covered in green goo and earning a...
2025-09-17 14:14:27 +0000 UTC
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-Ethan-
A few days pass in a blur of classes, dodging Flash's glares, and pretending to care about what my teachers are droning on about. But, the best part is, I'm actually starting to enjoy hanging out with Gwen and Peter. It's almost… normal. And Jessica, well, she's been a surprise. She's still quiet, but she's definitely warmed up. We actually have conversations now, without me having to pry every word out of her. Turns out, she's got a dry sense of humor that I dig.
And th...
2025-09-17 14:13:52 +0000 UTC
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-Stane-
The walls of this cell close in on me, mocking me with their cold indifference. My body screams in protest with every movement, a symphony of aches and throbs courtesy of that blasted dinosaur. I don't even know what it was. A twisted monster? A freak of nature? All I know is that it cost me everything.
A few days. It's only been a few days since my fall, but it feels like a lifetime. Each sunrise brings a fresh wave of rage. I should be running Stark Industries. Me! Not r...
2025-09-16 15:13:16 +0000 UTC
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A few days crawl by, and I'm back in my dingy New York apartment, the same as always. The only difference is that my bank account is about to explode, so that's a huge plus. I glance at the TV, and Tony Stark's face is plastered across every channel. The dude is officially Iron Man, and the world is losing its collective mind.
I grab a soda and flop onto my ratty couch, watching the news reports with a mixture of amusement and morbid curiosity. Seeing Tony take center stage like this co...
2025-09-16 15:12:51 +0000 UTC
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Greymon roars triumphantly, shaking the last bits of mangled metal from his jaws. Stane is done. Like, completely and utterly wrecked. He's not moving, not even groaning anymore. I'm pretty sure he's got more than a few broken bones under that pulverized armor.
"Good job, big guy," I say, patting Greymon's leg. "You really showed him who's boss."
Right as she says those words, the Digivice screen lights up, and the System voice booms in my head.
[Mission Complete! Reward: Su...
2025-09-15 15:40:38 +0000 UTC
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-Ethan-
Ugh, not again. Seriously, a new mission already? I was actually sleeping this time, too.
I crack open an eye and squint at the Digivice. What fresh hell is this?
"Save Tony Stark?"
Seriously? I blink a few times, thinking I'm seeing things. I gotta be dreaming. This can't be real.
[New Mission: Save Tony Stark]
[Reward: 20x Supply Boxes and Digi-Boots]
Okay, the System is definitely screwing with me. What the heck is going on? I mean, I get h...
2025-09-14 15:18:58 +0000 UTC
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Back in the Digi-Home, after jumping through some public wi-fi from a fast food joint, Agumon and Gabumon are going ham on a mountain of burgers. It's a well-deserved feast after kicking Dokugumon's butt.
"Nice job out there, you two," I say, watching them chow down.
Gatomon nods approvingly. "Indeed. Your Champion forms are quite impressive."
BlackGatomon, ever the tease, adds, "Not bad for a couple of rookies. Though, let's see you try that against a real challeng...
2025-09-13 15:14:14 +0000 UTC
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A blinding light envelops Agumon and Gabumon. Their bodies shimmer, pixelating, and then a swirling vortex of data surrounds them like a digital cocoon. Digital code rains down around them, forming into what looks like... eggs? Giant, glowing digital eggs, encasing my partners completely.
"Agumon, Digivolve to—"
"Gabumon, Digivolve to—"
The eggs pulsate, growing larger and larger, filling the entire soundstage with their light. The air crackles with energy, and I can fee...
2025-09-12 15:01:40 +0000 UTC
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"Great, just my luck," I mutter, tugging uselessly at the sticky webbing. It's like trying to escape from super-strength cotton candy. "Agumon, Gabumon, can you guys break free?"
"I'm trying, Ethan, but this stuff is really strong!" Agumon grunts, his claws scraping against the silk. "It's like it's made of steel!"
"I can't get through it either, Brother," Gabumon says, his voice strained. "My claws just slide right off."
So much for my super-powered Rookie Digimon. I guess ...
2025-09-11 14:49:09 +0000 UTC
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One day later, I'm cruising down a dusty road in LA, the California sun beating down on my face. It's a far cry from the dingy streets of Queens. Skipping classes feels wrong, but I figure a rogue Digimon terrorizing a major city outweighs my chemistry grade. Besides, I sent my teachers an email explaining I had a "family emergency." Hopefully, they buy it.
Behemoth roars beneath me, a symphony of controlled power. The wind whips through my hair, carrying the scent of exhaust and desert...
2025-09-10 14:51:02 +0000 UTC
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Should Peter become Spider-Man? Or Gwen? If Peter becomes Spider-Man, Gwen will become another DigiDestined.
2025-09-10 01:37:47 +0000 UTC
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Okay, this is it. Time to put Olivia's lessons to the test. She showed me all sorts of promising places to invest – tech startups, renewable energy companies, even some obscure biotech firms. I nodded and pretended to take notes, but I had a different plan.
As soon as I got back to my apartment, I logged into the trading platform Olivia set up for me and went all in on Stark Industries. Every last dollar of that fifty grand, plus a chunk of the money I liberated from Tombstone's hidde...
2025-09-09 14:40:03 +0000 UTC
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A month goes by, and surprisingly, things mellow out. No world-ending threats, no rogue Digimon causing chaos, no new missions popping up on the Digivice. Just regular school, awkward flirting with Gwen, and dodging Flash's glares. It is kind of boring, not gonna lie.
Cutemon is totally at home, too, which is adorable. She loves watching cartoons with Agumon and Gabumon, and she's always up for a snack. She has even started to pick up some slang, which is both hilarious and slightly con...
2025-09-08 14:50:38 +0000 UTC
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Alright, time to see what these boxes hold! "Hey, System," I say, "open those ten Supply Boxes, please!"
[Affirmative. Opening Supply Boxes.]
The Digivice screen flashes as each box pops open in quick succession. I cross my fingers, hoping for some rare items or maybe even another Digi-Egg.
[Supply Box Rewards:]
[Digi-Coin: 20]
[Digi-Coin: 90]
[Digi-Coin: 120]
…
[Behemoth (Purple)]
I'm already used to getting Digi-Coins, so I hardly pay ...
2025-09-07 14:56:32 +0000 UTC
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-Coulson-
Back at the dumpster, I rub my temples, trying to shake off the lingering effects of those damn mushroom spores. What the hell just happened? One minute, we had this "Cipher" kid cornered, and the next, a damn mushroom monster is gassing my team. I can't believe I got hit by that attack.
"Report!" I snap, my voice raspy.
"Everyone's recovering, sir," Agent Grant Ward replies, his face still pale. "Just some dizziness and disorientation. No lasting damage."
"W...
2025-09-07 14:56:01 +0000 UTC
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"What do we do, Ethan?" Agumon whispers, his voice low. "Should we attack?"
"Not yet," I whisper back, squeezing Cutemon a little tighter. "Hold your ground, but don't attack unless they make the first move."
I'm not thrilled about this situation. Surrounded by SHIELD agents, with Cutemon in my arms and my Digimon ready to rumble. This is not how I wanted my evening to go. I just wanted to have a fun time with Cutemon.
Coulson takes another step closer, his eyes still fixed ...
2025-09-07 14:55:30 +0000 UTC
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I have to find this Digimon before SHIELD does. I don't trust those guys as far as I can throw them. They're all about secrets and control, and I highly doubt they have the Digimon's best interests at heart.
I slap on the Digi-Goggles, adjusting the focus. The world around me shimmers, the digital overlay kicking in. Cyberspace is a trip, even more so when layered over reality. I can see the ebb and flow of data, the invisible connections that bind everything together.
I scan the ...
2025-09-07 14:55:04 +0000 UTC
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