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No matter how it looked, this was a textbook case of a hero saving a damsel in distress.
Unfortunately, reality was far less simple.
Kazuma Sato was a shut-in otaku. One day, he went out to a remote area to buy a limited-edition game.
On his way back, he saw a huge shadow about to crash into a girl.
He rushed forward and pushed her away.
Then he died.
The "speeding truck" he thought was coming turned out to be a tractor.
He was frightened to death on the spot.
At the hospital, the situation was so absurd that even the doctors and nurses trying to save him burst out laughing.
Kazuma Sato never woke up again.
Cause of death: heart attack.
As for the girl he pushed away, she broke her leg.
Ironically, if Kazuma Sato had done nothing, the tractor would have stopped on its own, and she would have been completely unharmed.
Kazuma Sato also wouldn't have died.
In other words, his death was entirely self-inflicted.
It had nothing to do with anyone else.
Naturally, the idiotic goddess Aqua didn't hide such an entertaining story.
She seized the opportunity to mock Kazuma Sato mercilessly in front of Emiya.
Emiya noticed Kazuma clench his fists more than once.
If not for Aqua's identity, Kazuma would have punched her already.
Eventually, the mockery pushed Kazuma to the brink.
He squatted on the ground and shouted, "Shut up! Shut up! No-this can't be real! How can anyone die in such a pathetic way?! That's too cruel!"
Only then did Aqua let him off.
She turned to Emiya.
"To this unnamed gentleman, my name is Aqua, the goddess who guides young souls in Japan. What is your name?"
"My name is Emiya."
"Mmm, Emiya." Aqua nodded, as if expecting something.
Emiya looked at her, confused.
Ten seconds passed.
"Emiya-san," Aqua finally asked, "what is your full name?"
Emiya sighed. "My name is Emiya."
"Emiya is my full name. My surname is 'E,' and my given name is 'miya.' Not Emiya as a family name."
"Huh?" Aqua blinked. "That's your full name? What kind of weird Japanese name is that?"
"Why do you assume I'm Japanese?"
"...You're not?"
"That's right."
Aqua froze.
"Wait, hold on. 'E' as a surname and 'miya' as a given name... you're Chinese? I'm the goddess in charge of guiding young souls in Japan, so why is a Chinese person standing in front of me? That's way too strange!"
No. Not strange at all.
Because I'm not a soul. I'm a transmigrator.
Emiya cleared his throat, about to explain, when Aqua waved her hand.
"Never mind. It must've been some junior goddess messing up. Since I ran into this as a senior, I'll handle it."
Emiya: ...
"Anyway, Emiya-san, you're dead. There are only two paths before you now."
"One is to live peacefully in a place like heaven. A slow, old-man kind of life."
"And the other?" Emiya interrupted.
"To be reborn in a fantasy world and start a new life."
"I choose the second."
Aqua smiled, clearly pleased. "Excellent. I like decisive people."
"Since you've chosen the fantasy world, I won't be stingy."
She pulled out something resembling a catalog.
"Choose one thing. One power that won't lose to anyone."
"It can be a special ability. Or a legendary weapon."
"Go on. You can take one thing with you."
Emiya took the catalog, his eyes flickering slightly.
Why had he stayed here, risking exposure in front of Aqua?
It was for this.
According to the rules of this world, anyone willing to go to a fantasy world could receive one free ability.
That was Emiya's real goal.
A small risk in exchange for a free power.
No matter how you looked at it, it was a bargain.
He opened the catalog.
Super Strength.
Super Magic Power.
Holy Sword Arondight.
Magic Sword Muramasa.
Page after page of tempting names.
Emiya scanned quickly and found what he was looking for.
Fantasy Creation.
Fantasy Manifestation.
The two abilities were extremely similar.
Both could turn imagination into reality.
If Emiya imagined a sword, one would appear out of thin air.
However, the difference lay in their limitations.
And the limitations were severe.
Fantasy Manifestation required intense emotion.
The stronger the emotion, the stronger the created object.
Fantasy Creation relied on spiritual power.
As long as your spiritual power was sufficient, you could create powerful objects.
If it wasn't, you couldn't.
When Emiya saw Fantasy Manifestation, he thought of someone.
A scholar from the ancient magical nation of Nuith.
That man had also been a Japanese transmigrator.
Aqua had granted him Fantasy Manifestation and sent him to the fantasy world.
To be honest, the ability itself was terrifying.
Used properly, it could conquer the world-defeating the Demon King would've been trivial.
Unfortunately, the owner was hopeless.
A shut-in otaku through and through.
He wanted to defeat the Demon King on his first day.
But he couldn't muster strong enough emotions to even create a weapon.
Over the years, he degenerated completely and gave up on that goal.
Instead, he planned to join a country, gain status, and hire beautiful maids.
And he succeeded.
He joined the magically advanced nation of Nuith and became a scholar.
He was even entrusted with developing the mobile fortress Destroyer.
Then, through incompetence, chaos, and casually tossing a cigarette butt into the Destroyer's core, the Corona, he caused it to go berserk.
Nuith was annihilated.
Even after his death, the Destroyer continued rampaging, destroying countless fortresses.
It was eventually destroyed by a group led by Kazuma Sato.
When Emiya watched the anime, he thought the cheat ability itself was absurdly strong.
Now that he had the choice-
He didn't hesitate.
Emiya selected Fantasy Creation.
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