Kazuki Matsuda was the kind of salaryman who blended into the background. He navigated the bustling streets of Tokyo with the same routine day in and day out. He’d wade through the morning crowd, attach his tie in a hurry, and settle into his cubicle with a sigh, counting down the hours until he could escape back into the world of video games and quiet evenings. But today, something felt different.
As Kazuki left the office, he noticed the sky had adorned itself with thick, purple clouds. A storm was coming. Tugging his coat tighter against the growing chill, he quickened his pace, the swirling winds tugging at him from all sides.
Suddenly, a flash of bright light erupted in front of him, blinding him instantly. For what felt like an eternity, reality twisted around him, colors and sensations blending into a chaotic whirlpool. Kazuki felt weightless, adrift in an ethereal sea that stretched forever in all directions.
Then, just as quickly as it began, the sensation ceased.
Kazuki opened his eyes to find himself lying on soft grass, warmth soaking into his back. He blinked several times, adjusting to the serene blue sky overhead. Confusion creased his brow. He was definitely not in Tokyo anymore.
Scrambling to his feet, Kazuki took in his surroundings. Towering trees surrounded a quaint village in the distance, smoke curling lazily from chimneys. The air was filled with the melodic chirping of birds, accompanied by the rustling of leaves. Every detail felt vivid and alive as if he had stepped into the pages of a storybook.
“What the hell?” Kazuki muttered, brushing dirt from his clothes. “Did I… did I fall asleep on the train? Am I dreaming?”
Just as uncertainty began to seep in, a small, luminous figure emerged from the trees, hovering just a few feet above the ground. It was about the size of a child, its body radiating a soft, otherworldly glow.
“Welcome, Kazuki Matsuda,” the figure chimed, a tinkling voice like wind chimes on a spring day. “You have been chosen to inhabit this world and possess remarkable abilities.”
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Kazuki blinked. “Chosen? Abilities?”
“Yes!” the figure said, its demeanor bright with enthusiasm. “You have traveled from the mundane world and have been gifted the power to shape this realm. You are now immortal, blessed with five unique abilities and infinite potential!”
“Immortal…?” Kazuki echoed, thinking it through. The implications swirled in his mind, and instead of dread, a peculiar sense of excitement started to blossom. “Okay, but if I’m immortal, what does that really mean? And what else can I do?”
As if anticipating his thoughts, the figure continued, “You possess *Magic Creation*, which allows you to forge spells, potions, and magical items. You have a natural *Charm* that draws others to you, a power of the *Wise Lord* that grants you knowledge and helps you in combat, and *Ultra Fast Healing* to recover from any injury.”
Kazuki attempted to soak it all in. “Wait, so I can literally create magic? Like, any kind of magic?” He felt a grin breaking across his face, his heart racing at the possibilities.
“Indeed!” the shimmering figure responded, eyes sparkling. “But with great power comes great responsibility.”
“Responsibility, shmesponsibility,” Kazuki laughed, feeling buoyant. “If it’s already done, why not just live my life and help the people of this world advance?”
The ethereal figure paused, taken aback by his lightheartedness. “Very few respond to such power with such… positivity.”
"Hey, if I can live forever," Kazuki exclaimed, a gleam in his eye, "I might as well make the most of it! Instead of hoarding power, I can help people. This world looks like it could use a bit of magic and a helping hand."
“Then you accept your destiny?” the figure asked, tilting its head.
Kazuki chuckled, feeling an exhilarating mix of fear and anticipation. “Sure! I accept!”
The moment he confirmed his choice, a soft glow enveloped him for a brief moment, filling him with warmth and an undeniable sense of purpose. When it dissipated, he found himself standing at the edge of the village, vibrant and full of life.
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Kazuki began to walk toward the village, leaving behind the weight of his old life as he stepped into a new one. Each footfall echoed with excitement for the journey ahead. He was free, empowered, and ready to carve his path. Little did he know, this world held far more adventure than he’d ever dreamed of.
With a deep breath, Kazuki gazed ahead. “Let’s see what this world has in store for me,” he said, and with that, he strode forward, ready to embrace whatever challenges came his way.