Male reader story where the main character is an amateur boxer that gets sent to another world after his death. Not just any world a world that is based on the otome game he recently played. With knowledge about how this world works it should be eas...
The duel was to begin in three days Tim at the arena. Students are gifted a week to relax after the ball. They say relax but it's nicknamed recovery week since most students drink till they pass out.. Y/n and Leon decided to take this opportunity to go back to their personal island. So Luxion could gather the necessary materials to make Leon a combat suit and so Y/n could prepare in his own way.
Leon: Hey Luxion?
Luxion: Yes master.
Leon: Why did you name the armour Arroganz?
Luxion: It resembles a bit of your personality. You should search it up some time.
Leon: Aww thanks Luxion so you don't hate me.
Y/n: You sneaky bot.
Leon: Huh?
Y/n: Look, we're here.
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Leon: Home sweet home.
Leon and Y/n began to do their own thing on the island. While the two were at the academy Leon instructed Luxion to build and maintain the island. Creating hot springs and rows of crops to keep the two comfortable, Leon decided to help out Luxion with his suit of armour, digging holes for construction. While Y/n went elsewhere. Y/n went to the fields and approached a tall wooden stump with hay wrapped all over around it. The wooden stump had sunk inwards on its sides showing that a large amount of force had been inflicted on it over and over.
Y/n: Alright. Guess I can call this my first professional fight. Or something like that.
Y/n took off his back pack and dipped his hand into it. From the bag he retrieved some woven rope and bandages. He began to wrap his hands in the bandages carefully making sure that each and every part of his hands was covered then moved onto his forearms and covered them in bandages. He then took off his shirt and began to skip with the rope lightly bouncing effortlessly. This went on for five minutes until he picked up the pace to the point where the rope was a blur. By the time Y/n's feet reached the ground the rope had already passed underneath him twice. He continued for another 10 minutes.
Y/n: Hah..Hah.. Alright that's my warm up done with.
Y/n dropped the rope and approached the wooden stump and held his hand up in a classic boxing stance with both his hands in front of his face. He ducked to the side and went for a low blow jamming his fist in the stump twice before he gracefully moved back to his original position and hooked the stump causing it to crack. He continued his combinations on the wooden stump until a voice interrupted him.
Leon: Hey! You done yet.
Y/n: TSS! TSS! TSHHH!
Y/n ignored Leon and kept punching the wooden stump.
Leon: *Sigh* I hate it when he gets like this.
Leon had a metal machine with a long pipe looking like a cannon. He pressed a button and it shot out a pebble at Y/n. the pebble soared in the air until Y/n tilted his head left letting pass through the wind ruffling his hair a bit.
