Mark was still full of adrenalin. The exhilaration that he felt was still making him feel high and again he was very thankful for the fact that he was chosen by the System even though the looming transmigration would probably bring inconceivable danger. But this was what he longed for. This was the reason why he was addicted to anime, web novels and game. Deep in his heart, he was longing to be part of something magical. He thought of this ever since he discovered the world of magic when he read his first fantasy book. He wanted to be part of it all. To be a team mate with wizard warrior Ingold Inglorion battling the dark ones. To be a student in Hogwarts having adventure with Harry Potter and his gang. To be a part of the group of hobbits travelling to Mount Doom to destroy the one ring. Now he was here, battling monster in a dungeon and earning the power and experience to grow and become more powerful. Mark knew that there was still a long way on this journey but at this moment, he was content. All of those mockeries that he received, and yes even from his mother when she was alive, went away. He felt vindicated and knew that all the knowledge that he had on being an otaku will assist him in making sure that he would survive and even thrive on this transmigration voyage.

Mark went to the corpses and saw, after waiting for a bit, that there were five glowing blue orbs. He picked all of them up and when he examined the loot, he received two iron knife, one leather pants, one crude rod and one skill point. He chucked out all the items from his inventory that he thought he would not need anymore and put all of the drops that he deemed may be important. He thought that the items may have additional stats in them and he would have to check them out later one by one. The crude rod did give him plus one to Intelligence when he was holding it so Mark thought it would be worthwhile to check all of them out. So now he had three iron knives, one iron spear, one leather sandal, one leather pants, one crude rod and two skill points from drops.

Mark checked the time and he saw that he had been going at this adventure for three hours and he was getting hungry. Earlier, he was planning to finish the Second Floor of the dungeon before going up but his stomach said otherwise. It was about five pm so he decided to go out to get something to eat. He looked at himself in the mirror to check if he was presentable and he did look okay. He did wore his favorite shirt and pants and the monsters were not able to get near him before they died which made him a little proud. When he was outside, he viewed his surrounding differently from how he used to view it. Before, he looked at the city of Ventura with excitement since coming from the Philippines, Ventura was a new city in the states, home of Hollywood, or at least near Hollywood compared to out of state, and then he looked at the city with indifference. It was a good city, a beach city hospitable to those with money as most cities in the world. But to him, it was just a place where his family went to, to get a better life but instead they died and left him alone. Now it was just a place that he was leaving, to go to a different world after a year. He was living at a dingy apartment since that was all he can afford after he sold his house when his parents died. At least he still had a home and he was much better off compared to the homeless people he saw out and about. While walking, he saw his beautiful neighbor locking her door preparing to go out to work.

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“Hi, Mark! Where you off to hon?’ her neighbor said to him when she saw him passed. “Hi, Jenny. I’m gonna go to McDonalds for some burgers.” Mark said. His neighbor Jenny was an exotic dancer who moonlights as a prostitute downtown. Well that was what she said when he asked her. Her boyfriend was a good for nothing drug addict and Mark often heard them either having sex or arguing with each other and he actually did not know which was which. At least she was friendly to him and he never felt any sort of racism from her and her boyfriend. Mark had an inkling that maybe Jenny and her boyfriend thought he was gay since her boyfriend never got jealous whenever he saw her talking to Mark. “Or maybe because you look like a short pudgy Asian that’s why he never got jealous,” Mark muttered, or maybe a combination of both, he laughed to himself. Mark was half Filipino but since his father was half Mexican, he actually looked full Asian. Some said he looked Korean and some, Japanese.

Mark waived goodbye to Jenny and continued walking to the fast food chain, thankful that there was one near him. When he got to the place, he sat down near a family with little kids after he ordered his big Mac, fries and drink. The kids whispered to each other, giggling while looking at him and Mark could imagine what they were saying. Before it could have affected him, but now, with everything that happened to him, he was unconcerned. He looked at the kids who were looking at him and Mark moved the burger with his mind and brought it to his mouth. After he took a mouthful, he placed the burger back to the table still using his Telekinesis. The boy’s jaw dropped and the girls shrieked and said “A Wizard! He’s casted Wingardium Leviosa!” The boy refuted “No! He’s a mutant like Jean Grey or Professor X!” When their parents heard them, they just smiled indulgently and went back to talking to each other. Mark finished his meal, ordered a take out to eat later and then smiled and waived at the kids. The children waived back at him with their eyes opened wide.