A Multiverse: Invincible Me Only Wants to Slack Off
Author: Xieyi Duri
Synopsis: (Multiverse + multiple heroines + invincible + ????)
Chen Tian had been reincarnated.
No cheat ability. No system.
Well, that wasn't entirely true.
He'd gotten two weapons capable of transforming his body: the Enma Sword and Ryujin Jakka.
He'd thought he could make a name for himself in this world as an invincible force, someone everyone would fear and respect.
But then he discovered...
Something was off about the people around him. Kitagawa Marin? Shinomiya Kaguya? Katou Megumi? Yukino Yukinoshita?
Was this... a world where different series had merged?
What was going on with all these girls?
So he gave up trying...
But who could've guessed... while he was on a date with Kitagawa... he'd spot that flashy white-haired guy in Shibuya, the one who'd get cut in half before long...
Devil May Cry Concert
(Bzzzz...)
(Broadcast, broadcast... This is the system giveaway station. You can receive the system you want by storing your brain here. Tested and proven!)
(Multiverse setting, timeline is a mess, so this novel uses a unified timeline.)
(One more disclaimer: all characters who appear are adults.)
(A breezy, feel-good story.)
(The plot has been adjusted slightly. Some side characters will appear early on, mainly to highlight the protagonist's strength. Please be patient.)
(Please leave more comments asking for updates and add the story to your favorites. Thank you! This little author is open to suggestions. Feel free to suggest any suitable plotlines that don't conflict with the outline. You can also tell me which characters you'd like to see added!)
The stage was swallowed by thick darkness, and even the air seemed to congeal into ink.
In the pitch-black silence, a spotlight suddenly shone on the left side of the stage. A blonde girl in a white dress stood quietly in its beam.
With her eyes closed, she parted her lips slightly. A beautiful voice drifted out, winding around the gentle beat like vines in the moonlight, accompanied by the faint hum of an electric guitar. She sang softly:
"Cos,"
"I was afraid,"
"Was alone,"
"In a cave,"
"Like a stone..."
Her voice was light, with a hint of damp huskiness, like someone whispering to an echo in a secluded valley.
Yet every syllable landed precisely in the folds of the rhythm. As she drew out the last note, the laid-back drumbeat suddenly quickened, while the electric guitar's tentative, threadlike notes gradually twisted into a force poised to erupt. It sounded like muffled thunder rolling in from afar, and the entire stage began to tremble.
"This!"
A powerful male voice suddenly tore through the darkness like a thunderclap splitting a dense bank of clouds.
At almost the same instant, dozens of beams of light burst from the depths of the stage. As colorful lights pierced the darkness, the crowd below was suddenly illuminated, and the audience, who'd been holding their breath, erupted into a tidal wave of cheers.
"Dance is so dangerous!"
The man's voice still rang with explosive energy. The standing microphone in the center of the stage was caught in a spotlight, and behind it stood a figure with tousled white hair.
The electric guitar in his hands let out a sharp wail. He moved wildly with the beat, his white hair tracing chaotic arcs beneath the lights, but nothing could diminish the edge of his handsome face.
"So cryptic it changes us,"
"But the secrets that we learn,"
"Can give power to all of us."
His singing mingled with the electric guitar's frenzy, like lava bursting through the earth's crust, instantly igniting the entire venue.
The crowd's cheers surged even louder. Countless girls in the audience had tears running between their fingers, yet they still screamed at the top of their lungs, their voices nearly tearing the roof off.
"Nero-kun~!"
"Ah—!!!"
"Nero-kun, look over here—!!"
The drums crashed down, intertwining with the electric guitar's roar into a wild torrent.
The muscles in the man's neck tensed as he threw his head back. Sweat slid along his jaw and dripped onto the gleaming silver guitar strings, scattering tiny points of light.
The moment he lowered his head and plucked the strings, the audience's screams climbed to a new peak, as if they meant to swallow up the small stage—and the dazzling figure on it—in their burning adoration.
The man's white hair whipped around as he moved. Sweat dampened the strands over his forehead, plastering them to his skin. His hand paused sharply on the electric guitar, then burst into an even wilder melody. He opened his mouth and sang at the top of his voice:
"Destination I!
Gotta invitation I!
Of reality!
Gonna change reality!"
Every note seemed charged with electricity, striking the audience right in the heart. The sea of glow sticks surged with the beat, forming a shimmering river of light.
The girls' screams never stopped. Their voices had gone hoarse, but they still shouted the same name with all their strength: "Nero-kun!"
The defiance and power in the song seemed ready to break through every restraint, and the cheering rose higher with every wave.
Just as the music reached its most exhilarating peak, all the instruments abruptly fell silent, and the stage sank into a brief stillness.
The sudden silence was like a boulder dropped into a boiling lake. The audience's cheers instantly swelled to a deafening roar.
Countless glow sticks waved wildly in the air, forming a flowing river of stars. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure at the center of the stage, waiting to see what he'd do next.
Nero bent forward slightly, breathing hard. Sweat ran down his sharply defined cheeks, gathered at his chin, and then dripped onto the stage with a soft pat, leaving a small dark mark.
The girls in the front row went wild at the sight.
"Nero-kun, look over here!"
"I'm right here, Nero-kun!"
They waved their arms desperately, trying to catch the attention of the person onstage, their faces full of infatuation and excitement.
After the audience had cheered for a moment, Nero straightened up and took hold of the standing microphone with the hand that wasn't holding his guitar.
He casually wiped the sweat from his face and flashed a bold, slightly roguish smile. "Hello, everyone! Welcome to the Devil May Cry concert! I'm Nero!!"
"Ahhh~!"
Cheers swept through the venue like a tsunami. The fans chanted his name in unison, their voices nearly lifting the roof off.
Nero smiled and waved to the audience. Beneath the spotlights, his smile was dazzling.
Then he turned slightly and nodded to the band members behind him.
An electronic intro began to play, accompanied by a rapid drumbeat, and the atmosphere immediately surged to new heights.
Nero leaned toward the microphone again, excitement flashing in his eyes as he shouted:
"Up next! aLIEz!"
The intense music roared through the theater. Nero's infectious voice swept through every corner like a powerful storm.
Onstage, his white hair flew wildly, and sweat shimmered beneath the lights. His movements matched the frenzied melody of the electric guitar in his hands, driving the atmosphere higher again and again.
"Ah, that guy sweating it out onstage—that's me. My name is Chen Tian, and Nero is my stage name."
"Pretty cool, right?"
"You've heard the two songs I sang, so you probably already know: I'm a transmigrator—or maybe a reincarnator."
"Actually, neither is quite right."
"As far back as I can remember, I'd lived in this pretty decent little country, until my parents died in a car accident and my memories of my past life finally came back."
"That was when I learned my memories had been sealed all along. I also found out how I'd ended up in this world."
"It wasn't like I'd been sent here after a one-on-one showdown with the Truck God. A meteorite fell from the sky and crashed straight into my room."
"Fortunately, I'd been alone in my previous life, and the meteorite hadn't hit anyone else. That was something to be grateful for, at least."
"Maybe it was because of that meteorite, but the moment my memories awakened, two weapons appeared inside me: the Enma Sword and Ryujin Jakka."
"Sound familiar? One belonged to that white-haired obsessive who was always shouting, 'I Need Power!!'—Vergil. It was said to be capable of cutting through any space."
"The other was Old Man Yamamoto's weapon from the manga Bleach."
"After I got them, the two weapons kept transforming my body."
"My white hair came from the Enma Sword's transformation. After all, Sparda's son and grandson both had white hair."
"Other than those two weapons, that was it. No system, no cheat ability. Nothing else ever showed up."
"After I got the two swords, I'd thought the world I was in must be incredibly dangerous. Otherwise, why give me these weapons?"
"But after I thought carefully about what I remembered, I gave up trying."
"Why did I give up?"
"Do you know who that girl singing onstage just now was?"
"Kitagawa Marin..."
"The heroine of My Dress-Up Darling. That's a freaking romance manga!"
"Not to mention, there's a girl named Katou Megumi in my class, and in the class next door there's Yukino Yukinoshita! And Shinomiya Kaguya!"
"Think about it. With all these girls around, wouldn't the characters connected to them show up too?"
"Oh, let me brag a little here. Ahem. Kitagawa Marin is my girlfriend. And no, she isn't that fifteen-year-old high school student. She's eighteen—an adult!" (Just putting up a little disclaimer!)
"After I found all that out, why wouldn't I give up trying?"
"Singing? I did it to make a living. My looks had been transformed by those two weapons. I was only a tiny bit less handsome than the readers, basically one of the best-looking guys in the world. With a face like this, and my otaku life in my previous world, why not make money from all those hype songs?"
"Huh? Draw manga? Write novels? Invest?"
"I can't draw manga. I can write novels, but... do otaku novels count? You know, the kind that gets your blood pumping and makes it rush to both ends."
"As for investing, umm, I did put money into two things, but I didn't have enough capital, so I only made a little."
"So I ended up making a living through performance."
"Why can I write songs and sing? Uh, I don't know either. I just have a lot of things clearly laid out in my head. As for my previous life... forget it. Let's just call it a cheat ability."
"Heh heh. With these advantages, first I'll use them to make a fortune! Then I'll invest! And finally, the world will be mine! Hahahahaha!!"
"Hey~ Chen~ Tian~ kun~ what are you laughing about?"
"Huh? Huh?" Chen Tian was sitting in the dressing room when a sweet girl's voice interrupted his sudden laughter.
Kitagawa's little face was almost pressed against his.
"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing. What's up, Marin?"
Kitagawa giggled and gave Chen Tian a light kiss on the cheek.
Then she draped her arms around his neck, spread her legs, and sat on his lap.
"Hey, hey~ Isn't it Halloween next week? Do you want to go on a~ date~?" As Kitagawa said "date," she leaned close to Chen Tian's ear, her breath carrying the scent of violets.
Chen Tian's eyes lit up. "A date? Of course! Where are we going?"
Kitagawa gave him a little devilish smile. A blush gradually crept across her cheeks, and her eyes were full of anticipation as she murmured two words.
A Familiar Figure
On October 31, Shibuya was already packed with people before seven o'clock.
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