Chapter 10 - My SI Stash #10 - Re:Zero, Why Me? by Writer with bad Grammar T-T (Fate/stay night & Re:Zero) (1/2)

-Dude gets yoinked to Re:Zeroverse but luckily becomes a Chad.

Currently, this is the only fanfic in my stash with word count passing 400,000 that is amazing!

Synopsis: It was supposed to be simple cosplay show. He didn't think much of it and only participated due to a friend's invitation. So why the hell did he find himself in this World? In a World where Demonic Beast, Monster and crazy fanatical cult are lurking around. SIOC! Slight AU!

Rated: M

Words: 407K

Posted on: fanfiction.net/s/12365106/1/Re-Zero-Why-Me (Writer with bad Grammar T-T)

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Chapter 1

I blinked. Once, twice, and then thrice and I kept on blinking as I stared at my surroundings, trying to comprehend what I saw and what in the name of Heaven was going on...

I'm in a street... In an open street where the sunlight directly shined and where the dry wind washed over me.

Which is strange considering I was supposed to be inside a building. An auditorium where I can watch a cosplay show, to be precise. As a matter of fact, I'm wearing a costume now, complete from the top to the bottom, along with the wig and contact lens.

So how the hell, when I entered that damn door, did I suddenly appear standing here?! Outside of the building and in the middle of a crowded market!

Unfortunately, that's not the strangest thing that I currently see.

If suddenly finding myself in a market just by blinking and entering a door is strange, then the scenery around me is mind blowing.

Lizards walking...dogs walking...cats walking...

No, I did not mean to list animals. What I mean to say is that they really are around me.

Except they're pretty much bigger than how they should be.

And walking on two legs too...and also wearing clothes...and I really mean walking while standing while covered in fabrics! In clothes that people usually wear!

A humanoid animal! By God, even now I'm still trying to comprehend just how freaky that is!

I don't know which is stranger, a lizard at that size or...

Never mind, humanoid animals are much stranger.

I mean, they even have their head and face in the shape of animals! It's true that there are many that have a human face, but their animal ears are clearly disturbing!

And what's with their outfit?! I mean, they're wearing some kind of armor, robes, and a…dancer's outfit? And…what is with those styles?!

Are they cosplaying as well?! No, obviously not. I mean, I have seen many cosplayers. I was in the middle of attending the show, after all, and while there are a few that look so real, this is...

It's...strange. I mean, God! Look at those animal faces! There was a dog face! However, their faces seems more...smoother, and less furry. It's almost like watching a two dimensional character's face!

Which is pretty strange and did not help my situation...not at all...

I started to look around, this time observing the buildings around me, noticing the way they are constructed; their design, their shape...it's almost like...they're buildings that I saw in a game...in some kind of fantasy game or anime. I mean, rather than modern buildings that have glass or other materials they look like they're just made from woods and...

Medieval...

Yes...yes, that's the correct word. They look medieval. The people around me also dress like a medieval person would. They almost look like an avatar from the Ragnarok Online game, whether it be an NPC or a player. The shopkeeper, the carts those lizards pull around, and the people…they all look like some kind of...

”Fantasy...” I muttered with wide eyes.

Okay, this is clearly disturbing now...What happened? Is...is this what I'm thinking it is? Is this...some kind of sick scenario where someone is summoned to a world of fiction?

Oi, oi. Don't be joking! Is this a hallucination? A dream perhaps?!

I pinched my cheeks and winced when I felt the pain. The pain was real. Let me tell you, when you're in a dream and you try to pinch yourself when you're aware you are dreaming there will be pain. But this pain was slightly numb, almost like paraesthesia. You can still feel the sensations, but rather than a sharp pain it was dull.

I rubbed my stinging cheek while looking around, noticing that people are staring at me. Even the supposed 'normal' humans are strange. I mean, they have pink hair! PINK! Heck! There's even BLUE! And even GREEN! How in the name of any God are those normal?! I don't think there are pigments that produce a green color.

Wordlessly, I pulled my hood up and covered my face, gripping my bag before I decided to walk away. Those stares from the people made me uncomfortable.

The clanking metal from my h_i_p_s made me pause for a moment. I looked down and gazed at the sword that was strapped to my hip; a toy sword to be precise. I stared at the supposed toy with a blank look. No way, no fricking way...

I quickly resumed my walk but I fastened my pace. My eyes darted around, trying to find a secluded place or at least a quite area.

It took a minute or so for me to find it; a small alley in-between two buildings. As soon I did, I began to look around to check if I was really alone or not, and after ensuring that no one was near me, I slowly gripped the toy sword in my hand and slowly raised it.

It was still light...just like how it was supposed to be, just like how I used it when I took photos with other cosplayers. I tested it by giving it a flick to the sheath and found that 'clank' sound once again, prompting my breath to hitch for a moment.

It couldn't be...the sound...it was almost like metal was being hammered against another metal!

Immediately, I rapped the top part of my gauntlet and found that it was not plastic anymore, but that it was real metal! A solid metal!

How could it be?! When I wore this costume, all of it was made from plastic! Hell, I even made the costume! Not by myself of course, I was helped by my friends but the point is that it is not supposed to be...

'Then...could it be...?'

I eyed the sword in my hand with a mixture of giddiness and hesitation. My hand trembled slightly as I began to wonder just how priceless the toy sword has become.

Slowly, I gripped the handle, then tentatively I pulled the sword and-

BWOOOSH!

Gales of wind smacked my face in an instant. They were not strong enough to blast me away, however, it was more than enough to make me stumble. I quickly pushed it back into the sheath as the wind continued to erupt from the small part of the sword that had been released.

Okay...that was clearly more than enough to say that what is in my hand is no longer a toy.

It wasn't a toy, but it was Excalibur.

A real Excalibur, the one that's from Fate Stay/Night...or at least Excalibur Proto since I was cosplaying as Saber from Fate Prototype. I still don't know which one it is...

That doesn't matter, though. I mean, I'm holding Excalibur! Excalibur! THE EXCALIBUR!

HOW IN THE NAME OF JASHIN, KAGUYA, PEIN, ROOT, AKASHA, SOUL KING, BEERUS, ZEUS, ODIN, RA, KRATOS AND ALL OF THE DEITIES FROM FICTION AND REALITY DID THIS HAPPEN?!

It took everything I had to not let out a squeal. I mean, this is the Excalibur! God! This is really a man's romance!

Okay, okay, calm down. Calm down, you can squeal later. For now you have other objectives...

”What the hell should I do?” I muttered aloud while putting Excalibur back to my hip. Having a legendary sword that can easily blast a mountain is good, but right now that's not my priority.

How the hell do I go back?

I mean...sure, I have Excalibur. That's cool, alright. Okay, not just cool, but really cool and awesome. However, I want to go home. I have family waiting for me; my mom, my dad and my little sister...

What about them? How they will respond to my sudden...disappearance? I mean...sure, I'm not close to my parents but I am close to my little sister. And even if I'm not close, we love each other and...

No. Brooding over it won't do anything. What I can do now...what I should do now...

”Information...” I muttered. I need information. I need to find some way to send me back. And for that, I need some money, obviously. I quickly grabbed my bag and opened it. Let's see, a change of clothes that I wore before cosplaying, two bottles of water, my wallet, my Samsung Galaxy S6, a portable charger, an emergency battery and a book.

...

My wallet is obviously useless in here. I don't think they use paper money in this current era, judging by how it seems to be medieval. It's the same thing with my phone. I don't even get any signal in here, which means it's better to use airplane mode to save the battery. Who knows? It could be useful in the future.

Speaking about useful...what's this book? I never recall bringing a book to the show and-

”Oi, oi. You seem to be holding very good stuff in there, bro.”

I stiffened when I heard an ugly and mocking voice. Turning around I saw...

If there are words that can describe them, it's ”thug” and ”punk”. Well, for one of them, at least. There are three of them; one is quite large and well-built, the second is short and I mean really short! Does he have a Dwarf Syndrome? The last one is what I will call the ”punk” due to his hair that is blue - blue hair for God's sake…and there is even a hint of pink in there! And some kind of chain around his neck.

And his tongue...I don't think a normal person should have a tongue that long.

Inwardly sighing and gulping, I prepared myself. I mean, I do know some self-defense arts. I was a kendo practitioner and know some basics but that's it. I'm sure I can handle it if it was only one but three of them?

”What do you want?” I asked with the best calm voice I could muster. In front of people like these, it's better to show that you are not intimidated.

The large thug grinned in an ugly way and leered at me, ”Oh, nothing much, bro. We just happened to see that glowing thing that you were holding a moment ago. It seems expensive and valuable.”

They're talking about my cellphone…

”Quite so. And I have no intentions of giving it to you.” I bluntly said.

The thug chuckled in a mirthless manner, ”That's not a request, bro.” He then gave a glance to the blue haired punk who immediately pulled out a pair of knives ”It's that or your life. I think we know which is more precious.”

And now they have knives...how troublesome...

Still...I do not intend to give him my phone. However, I also don't want to fight. I mean, it's risky and I don't want to start unnecessary violence.

What should I do? Should I run? I mean, there's an open way behind me and if I got to the crowd I doubt these thugs will try anything. And even if they did, people won' be silent and watch me get pummeled.

...Or they will since this city could be run by some kind of crime lord or something like that.

Although I doubt that seeing that this city seems to be very lively. The people around are healthy and don't have a gloomy atmosphere...

”Give me that!”

Apparently, I was too caught up in my mind. The next thing I was aware of was the thug that was already in front of me, his hand raised and curled into a fist. He swung it with the intent to punch me in face.

And in that moment I knew something was wrong. I mean, I can see him. See him like, I can see the way he moves. It was...not too slow. It was slow, almost as if he was a tired boxer that was trying to throw a punch.

I was too surprised by this and was too late to react. The punch hit me directly in the face, snapping my hood up, revealing my face and…

It...didn't hurt...

...

No, seriously, it did not hurt. It did not hurt at all. As a matter of fact, it was almost as if I just got smacked by a pencil eraser and not a fist that was half the size of my face. I barely felt the impact!

”That's it?” I blurted out in confusion as I stared at the guy who looked at me in a bewildered way.

The large thug's shocked expression turned into one of rage, his teeth bared as he snarled, ”Don't get c_o_c_ky, brat!” He roared as he swung his fist at me again.

It was slow...no...it was faster than before but was still slow nonetheless...

And unlike before, this time I'm more than ready.

In response, I smacked away the fist with my left hand before it even reached me. The force of my counter made him lose his balance momentarily and I did not waste it. I took one step forward and thrust my palm into his solar plexus.

And he flew.

Literally. I really mean it. He flew! It was like he just got smashed by some kind of bag that was the same size as his body! He was literally flying backwards from my attack before he crashed into his friends!

For a moment I watched my extended hand with awe. I mean, I'm not strong and I did put a bit of force into my attack but...WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!

I JUST PUNCHED AWAY SOME THUG THAT WAS ABOUT SIX FEET TALL WITH A FAT AND MUSCULAR BODY AS IF HE WAS MADE OF PILLOWS!

”Ton! Ton! Shit! He knocked out Ton with one hit!” The smallest thug squeaked with a shaky voice as he checked on his friend, bringing me out of my internal shock.

”For real?!” The blue haired, long-tongued thug asked from shock. Then he turned to me and glared as he clenched his two knives. ”You bastaaaard!”

He charged at me with a roar, knives gleaming ominously and raised as he tried to threaten me.

Just like his big brute friend...he is slow...

I calculated the distance between us and when I was sure he was about to enter my range, I took one step forward, taking him by surprise, before I raised my foot and kicked him in the stomach.

He let out a choked gasp, his knives slipping from his hands before he met the same fate as his friend...however, I did not use as much as force as I used on the big one. A kick is stronger than a punch, after all, and if one punch was enough to knock that big guy out...I think this skinny thug will vomit blood and possibly die...

I clearly do not want that to happen.

But still...I can't help but feel awed by my new strength. I mean, holy shit! Did anyone see that?! I mean, anyone from my world or anyone who at least knows me. I just knocked those two out with a single hit! One palm and one kick! Shit! And what about that slow motion thing?! That was almost like Neo from The Matrix! So cool!

I tried my best to look calm and hid my giddiness. However, I couldn't stop the smirk that crossed my face, ”Are you next?” I asked the last thug.

In response, the smallest thug let out a yelp and desperately began to pull on his friend's clothes. Wow, he didn't run off by himself and leave his friends. I can respect that.