Getting up from a comfortable rest, Omar was greeted by a window
After Omar put 10 points into Str, Dex, and End. “Status” “Skills”
“Training’s going well” Omar headed off to look for the loot dropped by the two enemies he had just defeated.
Omar, was extremely content with those two skills, after reading The Gamer for research, he had read parts where Han Jee-Han would gain books just like these and instantly learn new skills! “But first comes money!” “DAMMM BOII one of those guys was ballin!” Omar saw the biggest stack of money he had ever seen in real life, 1,500 Canadian dollars and another 1000 laying right next to it. “Hahahaha! I can maybe move out into a more luxurious area in a few months hahaha!” Omar was spinning around while money was slowly falling around him if someone slowed down time it would look like the average hip hop video.
Omar had picked up all the money around him and put it into his inventory and is now picking up the two books.
Tapping yes for both window’s Omar head was suddenly filled with knowledge and memories of him learning these skills.
“Oh, baby I’m gonna launch tornados with my fists one day haha!” “ID Leave” Omar was still on the roof of his apartment but everything reverted to its original state. No smashed roofs or any blood anywhere. Walking back to his room Omar was contemplating. “How come last time there was no Enlightened Former Weeb?” “Do ID’s get stronger each time they are defeated?” “The skill can level up, what's holding it back from improving?”
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Omar arrived in front of his room’s door and walked in going to brush his teeth before going to sleep for tomorrow.
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“Good, good everything is going well.” “Force that achievement to show up” “It will be important to his development”
*BACK TO OMAR*
DING
“HOLY FUCK!” Omar was sleeping soundly till a very loud sound woke him up. “OI FOKIN KID KEEP YA VOICE DOWN ITS ONLY 5 am!” “FUCK YOU TOO OLD GEEZER” Omar was reading the windows that had just popped up.
“Quests? Finally, I was wondering why I never got any, I hadn’t even unlocked the quest function.”
Omar swiped the windows away and started practicing his Muay Thai moves and form for 2 hours and minutes.
Omar did his daily preparations and was ready to go to school, before that, he took out the Boken he got from his first time in the Super Weebs ID. Omar headed off to school carrying the Boken along with his school supplies.
Omar was currently heading to room 124, arriving he looked at the sign on the door[ANIME FAN CLUB(Pictures of the 4 large clans fighting spewing fire, sending beams of light and turning metallic black)]
Entering Omar leaned on a wall and waited for any member of the fanclub to come. After a few minutes the clan head of the Bleach clan had entered the room, carrying a black kimono with SOUL written on it. “Oi” In the corner Omar was leaning against the wall doing a ‘i'm too cool for school’ pose. “Blake right? Perfect, you’re the ‘clan head’ of the sword wielding weebs right?” Kurosaki Ichigo AKA Blake was surprised and trembling, why was Omar in the room and what does he mean Perfect.
Blake turned around and was about to run out the room till Omar had caught him from behind. “Why are you running, I already said I’m done bullying you guys” “Then wha-what do you want” Seeing Blake trembling and stuttering, Omar sighed. “I was going to ask if you wanted to buy my Boken” Blake's eyes instantly lit up “SHINY! OOH BABY THAT’S ONE BEAUTIFUL BOKEN” Blake looked like he had just had the greatest orgasm of his life making Omar extremely uncomfortable.
Slapping Blake out of whatever state he was in Omar was about to ask him again. “Do you W-“ “YES! HOW MUCH!” “I’ll give it to you for 50$” Blake's jaw was hanging open. ‘So cheap!’ What he didn’t know was that Omar is selling it for that much because just cared about his quest reward. Blake took out 100$ from his pocket and handed it to Omar and Omar vice versa with the Boken.
“If this is what I think it is..” Omar was thinking that this was a global shop with instant shipment and only for him. But what he was wrong it was much grander. Omar decided to check it out at lunch time. Heading to science class, time quickly passed as he was learning much, much easier than before.
Omar was sitting at his own table right in the middle of the cafeteria, loser? Nope, no one dare to go near him. That was until today, a new student who was supposedly a prodigy. Made new school records the first day he was here, and showed even more amazing skills in sports. His name Omar didn’t care about, he was just a jockey.
“Yo, I hear you tha shit around here?” Omar ignored him and kept on eating a huge amount of food. “Yo, I'm talkin to you.” Omar was still calmly ignoring the annoying jockey. This was before he picked up one of Omar’s plates, “Damn you a fatass or som’in, I wanna sit here with my boi’s why don’t you take a hike. I don’t like no skinny boy acting tough”—Omar was muscular, but due to his Dex and End he didn’t look like the hulk, but his body was more than 4 times as strong as the maximum strength of a human-- The jock proceeded to throw the plate down onto the floor. “Pick it up and clean it with your tongue” Omar was now ticked off and commanded the jock. “Shut the fuck up, what do you think you can do move before I kick your ass”
The whole cafeteria we’re watching the event taking place in the middle of the room. The other students on the basketball team tried to tell him that Omar was psycho and shouldn’t be messed with, but he hadn’t listened.
Omar got up slowly and used Intimidate, he didn’t want to fight if wasn’t needed bringing unnecessary trouble. Maybe the jock was from an influential family, might as well save the trouble if possible, he thought. “Leave before I snap you into, I’m not gonna deal with your shit” The jock started laughing at Omar “Little boy thinks he's tough, HAH!” And swung at Omar. ‘Even the weebs punch better than this scum’ Omar caught his punch and twisted his arm slightly, sending the jock flipping to the ground.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” “BOI NEED SUM MILK!” The cafeteria was wildin’ Omar just flipped the 200 pound of muscle jock with just a twist of the fist! Omar wasn’t finished though, grabbing the jocks head he made wiping motions, using the jock like a cleaning utensil. The food that was on the floor was now all over the jock.
The jocks friends had run over to Omar's table and took their friend before he caused any more trouble, he was their best player.
This event left Omar no time to check on the new shop function. Devouring all the food on the table as quickly as he could Omar, just barely made it into his next class.
It’s now the end of the school day and Omar decided to go get a message while checking out the new shop function.
“Hello, welcome to Serenic!” “What kind’ve massage would you like?”
Omar chose their best course and headed into a private room waiting for the masseuse. “Hello are you Omar?” “Yeah” Omar laid down on his stomach. Omar was receiving a massage for the first time ‘OOOOhhh’ it felt so good that he had almost forgotten about the shop function. ‘Shop’ Omar was greeted by a grand window.
Omar’s jaw dropped.
Hello Author here, thank you guys for 20+ followers! Hopefully I will get 100 in the near future and If I do I will do a special! How’d do you like the shop system it’s based off of terror infinity but will work much differently! Comment, +1 me , rate with FEEDBACK. Also special thanks to my first reviewer R3ckelles! Thank you very much. Also a thank you to everyone else reading!
