Douluo Dalu: Legend Of Xiao Yan

"Nine years, huh? For me to be stuck in this world. Sigh..." A boy with short unkempt and messy hair said as he sighed deeply in desperation. Despite his great exhaustion and pain he was feeling in his body, he continued to bring down the half meter long obsidian Xuan Ruler for the 99th time in a heavy swing. Beads of sweat continuously slipped down his face and body.

It was early daybreak. The boy was centered in one of the Nouding Academy's many courtyards training his a.s.s off with the ruler. After the 100th swing he flopped down to the ground with his back, sweat and tears covered his face, completely exhausted.

Panting hard, he thought back to the time when he wasn't this determined and hard working. The time of when he sat his a.s.s down on a chair, with snacks and mountain dew by the side, and a powered computer in front of him.

The time when he was chubby.

Watching movies, animes, music videos, etc.. Anything interesting in YouTube but if there wasn't, he would go and type fanfiction.net or on his Google Chrome so he would find anything interesting to read.

Just like any kid his age, wasting life away. FYI, his 17 at this point of time.

Anyway, the young man was just reading the 4th generation of the Douluo Dalu book(personally rate 1st and the 3rd gen as the best but 2nd and 4th as meh) on his computer when a add survey suddenly appeared when he was just at the 100th chapter.

[Would you want to live the life of any otakus and weebs dream?]

'Huh?' The young man thought in confusion before realization hit him.

"Yeah no, I have read a lot of fanfics and light novels to understand where this shit ends." The young man muttered to himself as he stared in slight fear and irritation at the survey in front of him.

'Also, I ain't answering something so vague that could have me transported in some weird h.e.n.t.a.i world, if this was real.' He snorted.

"...." He stared at the screen with a deadpanned look and typed.

<Nope.>

[.....]

The young man waited for it for a comeback or something but after waiting for ten minutes and nothing happening. He looked it over for any close caption but he was surprised to find that there was none.

"What the...?" He asked in surprise and confusion, as he continue to stare at the computer screen in front of me. When it suddenly flashed in blood red color.

[Initiating Protocol "A otaku/weeb with common sense"!]

[Requesting help from the admin.... request sent!]

The chubby young man with black hair and eyes stared dumbfounded at his computer for a few seconds before his brain started to reboot.

"NOO!" He yelled out loud. Acting like his pants were on fire, he immediately went and pushed for the power down button for his computer but after ten seconds of it not doing what it was supposed to, he immediately went to go for the plug.

"W-What the f.u.c.k?!" He said with a terrified expression. Frozen like a statue just as he was a meter away from the plug.

Like any normal person, the boy screamed like a little bitch and he wasn't ashamed of it because he has a beautiful voice that his online 'friends' and waifus praised.

And also, all the doubts of this being a scam immediately went to the drain.

[Ding! A reply has been received.]

The computer screen that should have been set behind him, has suddenly appeared right in front of the young man's eyes.

[The admin has said, "Go with Plan C."]

The words that was typed right in front of him caused great chills to crawl up in his spine, making him feel even more terrified than before. Although it can't be clearly seen as his entire face was frozen in a hurried expression.

"...What's Plan C?" Though for some strange reason the young man could still talk normally albeit with the same frozen expression.

Although fear covered his entire being like a cloak of darkness but the young man was like his peers, he was goddamn curious.

[Replying to victim–I mean, Host Xiao Yan, "When in doubt, use C4. Lots and lots of C4...."]

"...." 'Goodbye world.' Xiao Yan thought with reluctant acceptance.

For some reason, he was already accepting his death so easily.

Xiao Yan, the young man who would normally scream and scurry away like a little bitch in a life and death situation, was as calm as a lake.

He was an orphan. There would be no one to missed him if he were to die. His caretakers had only taken care of him because he had done half the chores of the entire house where he lived together with them and had given them half of the inheritance he received upon the death of his parents. To think, he would die like this. Without making his dead parents proud.

'Mom, dad I'm so sorry... I couldn't make you two proud. My only regret is not being able to find someone to love and protect for the rest of my life like what you two promise to each other and me later on...' A tears slid down his frozen face.

Opening his eyes Xiao Yan stare at a pair of red eyes, shining in mischief and joy, the owner of the pair of eyes then spoke out.

"Xiao Yan-gege, are you done? Classes are about to start!"

Xiao Yan let out a small smile. He admits, this life of his might not what he had wanted but in his past life he had no siblings nor close relatives, not since his parents died, but in this current life, he has a younger sister and brother.

And he will do everything in his power to protect them. Even if he has to burn everything in existence to ash.

"Ah, just give me a moment,

Wu-er..."