The Gamer Was Rigged From the Start (Gamer SI, Currently: WURM)

2: Not. Karate Kid.

It was midday, when reality seemingly focused a lot of energy into one location before causing a very violent resonance cascade. Destroying 20 whole blocks killing innocent and guilty alike in pure destructive power with the shockwaves breaking the sound barrier and destroying another 50. Unrestrictive and uncaring who is caught in its path. Innocent and guilty, young and old, useful and useless, it mattered not who died. Their death's now serve another purpose.​

"Oof!" The noticeably young man of another world was dropped uncharismatically. Barely sticking the landing due to years of experience holding true. "Urgh. A little rougher next time, why don'cha? Woah." His hand immediately went to his neck, the voice a bit different, but still the same voice he had when he was younger. 'De-aging is nice and all, but really? A just beginning teenager? Why do they always do that? Why can't it be a young adult?'

He groaned at the thought of puberty again. The urges he could not control at all. Was something his father told him he was expected to literally hump everything. "*tch*..." He cut off that line of thinking immediately. The perk and Gamer's Mind and Body (remastered) are going to work easily enough since he has the perks to utilize it. Though it is mostly a suggestion that can go ignored whatever it may go up against, unless he has some way to back it up. This is what he thought more deeply than thinking about someone he hasn't nor wanted to think about for a very damn long time. And he will keep it that way to... mayhaps the day he dies. It's what men do right? It's why they die earlier right? Right?

Update!

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'Oh what is it now?'

User has failed to balance out the stats with enough drawbacks.

Number of penalties being issued: 1
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Formerly, Agent:
Somewhere, Somehow, sometime, he is brought back after what he was with a couple of adjustments. Do not bother convincing him you're not the one once he is given enough time and evidence to think so. He is not wrong to believe so. He will adapt to the environment for the most part until you have his attention. How he will act is dependent on your actions. Recruit or End him. That is up to you alone.

Due to the circumstances of the penalty, the restriction on the "script" of the tutorial level has been loosened. You are now allowed to escape without being identified or caught. Other methods have been allowed but it is up to your discretion to figure them out.

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'...What? Who the fuck it this? Wait wait. I couldn't stealth out of here unnoticed unless I had a confrontation? I mean I was thinking about it but it wouldn't be allowed? The hell? Also, who's "he"?' He looked at the prompt before dismissing it with a thought as he hung his head down with a sigh. Giving a few moments before sneaking his way out of an old familiar sight, deep in his thoughts. 'Right. It's an automated response. Well at least I have no angel or devil on my shoulder. Backseat gaming is a nightmare.' A New Vegas quest name fades in at the corner of his vision.

WU-BANG-OW IN CHINATOWN
Quest Start

Find a way out of the affected area

He could not help but chuckle at the naming of it. Calming him down from what could potentially be a mortal enemy. He was sneaking along taking in the sights before he reached into his coat and took a trusty sip from his vault 13 canteen as he watched all the skeletons stripped clean of flesh in horrible poses showing the fear and/or pain they went through before they died. His mask just let it phase through just to reach his mouth for ease of eating and drinking "relatively" safe to consume. He took it all in easily as he picked up the pace with his stealth until he was satisfied with his canteen. 'Hm. Whiskey, single-malt, 12 or 20 years? Been a long time since I had some.' He thought as he put it away.

He was scanning his surroundings and noticed that most of the words are written in an Asian language. 'Where the fuck am I? China? Better not be fucking china. Cause I will settle the score if I have to and I intend to win. Especially since they are always fucked in every reality realistically, ignoring the placating the companies did to get their precious fuqin mone cause fack morales lets get filthy rich by bowing to the fuck-tards.' He was getting a bit hungry from all this death and destruction. But he would rather not deal with DC's Chinese knockoff league. Why? Cause he will lose his shit from the audacity DC and that worlds china to make it and not even make it original.

And he is... More than happy to correct that mistake

Soon enough, just as he was reaching the end, was when these gem-heads started showing up. He had a good healthy distance from each and every one of them his nano's were registering where they flew, ran, or patrolled the area that was transitioning from ruins to a slightly shaken city. He had a stray thought for a moment before he berated himself for being so stupid. The thought was to reveal himself and ask for help home before he remembered the drawback and who exactly he's talking about. Whoever or whatever these gem-heads are, they are going to blame something he (technically) has nothing to do with on him and not just let him head back home stateside.

Just as soon as walked through an apartment building that he saw was the first of the relatively unaffected areas did the quest change.