How to Handle Being a Loser in Two Worlds

1- i travelled to another world and all i got was this lousy vision

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You slammed your laptop closed in frustration and sighed, flopping down on top of it. Out of all the times the wifi could be shoddy it just HAD to be at 11:58. Great. Well, so much for getting that essay submitted on time! Majoring in psychology is overrated anyways.

Giving up completely on being a decent student, you go to your limited selection of clothes and grab a hoodie to throw on over your t shirt and pajama pants. You slide your feet into some beat to hell flip flops, grab your bag, and go out to get some fresh air.

Okay, looking back on this, maybe, JUST MAYBE, walking the streets alone as a young vulnerable college student who's fighting skills were limited to those obviously false self defense tutorials on YouTube wasn't the BEST idea.

What gives you that idea you may ask? Eh, probably the fact that you just got shot.

You had just been walking along, minding your own business, shitty music bumping through your headphones when all of a sudden, your peace and quiet was interrupted. It was quite a scene, really. Some poor civilian held at gunpoint, his life or his belongings at stake. For some reason, instead of just letting that stupid thief run off with his wallet, maybe his phone, he decided to be brave and run away. Towards you. Luckily for that civilian, he escaped with both his life and his belongings.

Your life was taken instead.

Ok, look, you're no sharpshooter yourself, but that criminal really needs to hit up the firing range soon. How do you miss your target and kill an entirely different one?! Hey, to give him some credit the bullet went straight through your heart. Nice shot.

It turns out when you die, it is NOT like in the movies. No memories flashed before your eyes, no slo mo scene played out, no friends cried at your side. You did have one last thought though

"God, why does the light have to be so bright?"

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It feels like every bone in your body has been crushed at once. You cry out in pain, but no one is around to hear you. Atleast, you think no one is.

"Well well well... another idiot who wasn't even skilled enough to stay alive..."

You hurriedly look around the void-like space for whoever is mocking you right now.

"Behind you, stupid!"

You whip around, your body protesting due to your current state. A man stood there, staring down at you. He had golden skin with icy white hair framing his, for lack of better wording, beautiful facial features. His eyes were so blue they were almost see through. He was adorned in an intricate yet skimpy black and gold outfit. He let out a small laugh at your facial expression.

"W-WHO ARE YOU? WAIT, WHERE AM I- NO, WHY AM I?? DIDN'T I DIE? ANSWER ME IDI-MPH!"

The mysterious person was now covering your mouth, an annoyed look spreading across his face.

"Can you shut up for like, 5 seconds? You're in the presence of a God, act like it peasant! Now, if you can agree to shut up and let me talk, I'll uncover your mouth. Deal?"

You hesitated, but nodded, your whole body relaxing in defeat. The hand left your mouth.

"Good. Atleast you can follow orders. Now, sit up!"

You whine. That's the LAST thing you want to do right now, you literally just fell from.. who knows where! But it doesn't look like this God guy is gonna do any explaining unless you follow his orders, so you comply.
"OWOWOWOWWWW...."