Canon Fodder

CHAPTER 97 FACING FEAR

“You fucking idiot!” I yelled at myself in the red doorway room. I was pacing around the room. “You world class fuck up. Don’t shit where you eat!”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” I said over and over. “How is it that I'm more scared of Nami than the world government?” I knew the answer. I actually liked Nami. I liked Nami and Robin. I knew them. Over a thousand chapters read of the manga. I knew their trauma. Their likes and dislikes. I knew everything. I wanted them both. 

“I’m going to have them both,” I decided. I stood in front of the One Piece door. But my hand didn’t move towards the knob. 

“Later,” I decided. “God dang this sucks. I wanted to get to the 2 year break. Learn fucking Haki!” 

My plans were blown out the window. I looked to the Naruto door. “I could go here. Learn the next 2 or 3 stages of the Chikyugi. Then maybe my chakra would be too powerful for Nami to get pissed.” It was a good plan, but I remembered something. 

Name	Weston Watanabe
Current Quest:
World 1:	High School of the Dead
World 1 Quest:	Save Takagi
World 2:	Gantz
World 2 Quest:	Bring Kei to Life
World 3:	Naruto
World 3 Quest:
World 4:	One Piece
World 4 Quest:
World 5:	My Hero Academia*
World 5 Quest:
Passive Skills:	Memory Meld
	World Lasting Physique +
	Protagonist Path
Usable Abilities:	Status Screen
	World Escape
	Chakra
	Chikyugi
	World Store	Shop
	Give and Take Quirk
	Conqueror's Haki
Bonuses	Increased Intellect
Items	Chikyugi Necklace	Stored
	Seastone Jitte	Stored
	Doorway ID	(1)
	Chakra Absorption Scroll	Stored
	Arm and Leg Weights	Stored (3)
	Hero Costume	Stored
	Reject Dial	Stored (2)
Currency:	Berrie	125,524,144
	Yen	3,458,904
	Ryo	822,995

The only real change was my Conqueror’s Haki that I still couldn’t figure out and the 50,000,000 berries from my Save Robin quest. I had the World ID and it had been over a month since I used the last one. I had ID’d all the doors on the West wall. I was working my way counterclockwise. It was time to see the first one on the South wall. My South Southwest door. 

“Please be an eroge that will give me practice in the mess of One Piece,” I prayed. My pleading had worked now and then.  I used the ID. 

One Punch Man World

“Fuck,” I said. “That’s worse than Gantz.” One punch man was like My Hero Academia but before the world stabilized. In One Punch Man there were supervillain monsters that would level cities with a wave of their hand. It followed a man that could destroy everything with One Punch. 

“Would I join up when Saitama first started fighting villains, and could I do his super tough training to get his strength?” I asked. I doubted it. 

“I’ll probably be some no name hero, if that. Maybe a civilian. I might have a super power. But I doubt it.” I grinded my teeth. I couldn’t go there. Everything could kill you. Easily. Even with my skills I doubted I’d do well. This door was a boss level door. Completely useless. 

“I need to stop being such a pansy,” I said. My hands were shaking. “I’ve faced death…” I hadn’t really faced death. Not since before Naruto world. High school of the dead was almost too easy now. I almost had a way to deal with all the zombies. But not quite. 

No, I hadn't faced real death. I’d been running from it. I turned to face the North door. 

“Gantz,” I groaned. It has been calling to me since MHA. I felt truly strong compared to how I was before. I had to fight to bring Kurono back. But I would get Gantz gear if I did. Equipment that might actually give me more strength. It would be good to use in MHA.  Especially as the Villain Slayer. I had 3 extremely strong men to kill. And if I was going the Anti-hero path there. It might be good to become a little more accustomed to the role. 

“Okay. Gantz. Stay there for at least a day. Maybe longer depending on how well I do. After that Naruto World. Spend my 2 years training my Chikyugi and water chakra. Then One Piece. Spend my 2 years training Haki. Then Gantz or High school of the dead or My Hero Academia.” 

Since MHA already had me on an Anti-hero path, I might as well embrace it. Come back ready to fight. I’d left a lot clues that I was the Villain Slayer. Something I only realized when I was in One Piece. I’d stupidly killed people when I was around. I tied all the murders I had committed together. There could have been surveillance of me making a clone when I killed Stain. There could be a million things, and if so I’d have to be able to escape from All Might. Something I couldn’t do currently. I was going to become the protagonist of MHA. No more letting the villains go for them to fight another day. All or nothing. 

I let out a sigh. “Here we go,” I said as I stepped into Gantz. Butterflies in my stomach as I did. 

The area around me was illuminated to reveal the apartment with the large black orb. There were a couple of people there already. Kato and Nishi. The dog, which I didn’t understand how he knew to come back. And an older man. 

I found my heart pounding in fear. Gantz was an uncaring world. Rape, drugs, child death, abuse, mass murder, and alien invasions were the theme. Except for the last part, pretty much real life. The other worlds were a nice vacation. 

I was regretting coming. As time ticked by people began to be teleported. In the center of the room they would start as hair then slowly be revealed as Gantz pretty much 3-D printed them. They had died somewhere else and were given a chance to fight for their lives. Just as I had been.  

A couple that appeared to be riding on a motorcycle appeared as the pain hit. I dropped to the ground. Dull needles pushing into my body. Kato rushed over to me as I held back the scream this team. Breathing in and out my tolerance for pain was at least getting better. I almost cracked, kicking and screaming as my muscles bulged.  

And it stopped. I was fine again. “Are you alright?” Kato asked. The tall man always worried about everyone; it was hard to believe he wasn’t the main character. 

“I am now,” I groaned as I got up. My muscles bulged with power, the black skin-tight suit on my body tightened then expanded to make room for the mass. I began to stretch. Trying the suit out. Unlike before I actually knew how to fight. How to kill. 

I took off my shirt. Revealing the top of the suit. Shadowboxing I began punching the air. An invisible foe. Then I sped up. Dipping in and out I noticed the veins on the suit begin to bulge. Increasing my speed and strength more. It was like breathing. So easy to call upon the power of the suit. 

Actual muscle and practice on my side I could easily think about more or less strength. I was really starting to think I could do this. My punches making loud wooshes as I threw them. 

“Nice,” I said. Not out of breath from the minute long punch fest. I felt stronger than ever. 

“What was that?” Nishi asked. I turned to the middle schooler. The kid actually looked impressed. 

“Practice,” I said. “Kato, how are you feeling?”

“Nervous,” he admitted. “I know we practiced. But I wasn’t throwing punches like that.”

“Let’s just say I’m a new man.” I was pumped. “Let’s kill some aliens.” I was starting to feel like I had in High School of the Dead. Normal people were supposed to do well in this world. I was a trained ninja pirate. I had this. 

An old man appeared. Then a group of ugly guys. Then to my surprise a naked woman. She was sitting as she began to appear. As if she was sitting in a bathtub. Slowly she was brought back to life. Short brown hair. Smooth skin. Large D cup breasts. Slim waist. Minor pubic hair at her mound. 

As she appeared I knew her. She was Kishimoto Kei. She had committed suicide during the 1st time there in the manga. I thought I’d taken her place. But something had changed. Either she had died yesterday and Gantz kept her in his memory. Or she had committed suicide a day later. I was used to changes after I was there a while. Not right away. 

I grabbed the shirt I’d taken off and threw it on her back as she finished appearing. She dropped to the ground. Sitting up she looked around. Noticing all the lecherous eyes she pulled my shirt to her. Covering herself up. 

“I know you’re scared,” I said. “Don’t panic. You are alive. This is not hell.” She looked up at me, fear in her eyes. 

“What is this?” She whispered. 

“You died,” I said bluntly. I hadn’t bothered with an explanation for the others. “An otherworldly being has brought us all back to life. We are expected to fight aliens to earn our freedom.”

“You’re kidding, right?” She asked. I shook my head. “Right?” She asked looking to the others behind me. 

“I have no idea.” “Should we you know” “whatever you say” the group of guys said as they continued to eye her up and down. 

“What-“ she stopped as the recording from Gantz began the song. 

“Here we go, one two three!!” It finished. Then words began to appear on the orb. White on black. 

YOUR LIVES HAVE ENDED. 

HOW YOU USE YOUR NEW LIVES

IS ENTIRELY UP TO ME.

THAT’S THE THEORY, ANYWAYS

The words disappeared and a picture of a man appeared. He wore a striped shirt. Had a black rounded helmet. And honestly looked like a robot. Above his head read the words Tanaka Alien. 

After a few seconds the sides of Gantz shot open. The long drawers extended out revealing our briefcases with suits. There was one for me there but I grabbed the one for Kishimoto. Taking it to her I ordered, “put this on.”

Unbuckling my pants I dropped them and threw them to the sidewall. My body had far more muscles in the skin-tight synthetic suit. They bulged with every movement. My dick a lot larger than last time, the bulge from it was noticeable as well. 

“Now,” I told her when she didn’t move. She had been looking at my body in a daze. I bent down and opened the briefcase. “All of you. Grab the suitcases with your names on them. Put the suits on.”

“What are you talking about?” “This is bullshit” “Make me.” They said one my one. I rolled my eyes. They’d all die. And I was man enough now not to lose sleep over it. 

“Hurry. These suits will protect you,” I told her and the others actually trying. The old man and the 2 from the motorcycle were the only ones that listened. 

The men and teenagers had grabbed the guns. They were waving them around. I was on them instantly. Rippling them from their hands. “These are fucking real! You pull the trigger and we die.”

“Fuck dude, calm down,” the guy said. 

“Get the suit. Now,” I said. One of the others raised his gun at me. I didn’t hesitate. Punching him in the face he went flying back. Knocking his head on the wall. 

“Anyone else want to play?” I asked as my fists clenched. The last one shook his head and went for the suitcase. “Kato next time we pass this crap out. No one gets guns till they can actually prove they aren’t going to start shooting.”

“Uh right,” the tall man said. Bowing his head a little I was surprised how quickly he was listening to orders. 

“I am Weston. You have questions you ask me or Kato here. If you listen and we are lucky, we might make it out alive.”

My vision shifted to a street view. I felt up. My head was teleported, but not my body. I heard a car horn. Turning around there was a truck heading for me. I walked out of the way. My head moved on the street while my body moved in the apartment. It was a very weird feeling. 

As my hands appeared below me I pulled my Seastone Jitte out of my inventory. Then I remembered the world shop. 

Gantz World Shop:

Weapons

Hunting

Miscellaneous

Everything was in Yen so I had money. In the weapons tab they had the guns of course. But also the Gantz black sword. I was tempted to buy it. However I held back. I needed to get better control of my Jitte and the water chakra. If I wasn’t confident to fight some strong aliens with it then I needed to know if the Gantz sword would be a better weapon. I was surprised to find a Gantz Dagger. A black blade, it appeared to be just a smaller sword. I wanted it. But checked everything else first. 

I moved to the Hunting tab. It was exactly as it sounded except it was centered on hunting aliens. There was tracking gear for aliens. Scent blockers. Traps. Snares. And pretty much everything one needed to hunt aliens. I was tempted on some of it. But held off for now. 

Miscellaneous had everything Gantz had. There were hard drugs. Condoms. Cameras. Alcohol. Cigarettes. Porn Mags. Everything a young boy wanted to get his hands on. 

I went back and bought the dagger for 100,000 yen. The black blade was about 1 foot long. A hilt, black grip, and a sheath. Looking around there was an actual clip for it on the side of my suit. Something I hadn’t noticed before. I strapped it on and felt better. 

That’s when I noticed the alien.