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Spoke was searching through the school library for a good fictional book to base his story off of, but it was kinda hard to find one that was actually interesting.
See Spoke had this homework where he had to read a fictional story and make his own version of it while still crediting and basing the plot from the original story.
Spoke actually used to watch isekai animes a lot and was a big fan of that genre so he wanted to make his version one where the main character got transmigrated/isekaied to their favorite book and he had the awesome brilliant idea to make that character himself! Spokeishere!
But… he didn’t know what book he should use and he’s been having a difficult time trying to find a good one that would match his idea.
He had found something that he thought was sci-fi cus of the title and book cover and it had sounded interesting at first but when he read it, it was just fully bs and it was actually just a love story or something.
They never even mentioned gadgets there anyways! Literally fully about love and its difficulties and a full on goddamn love ‘triangle’!! Spoke had never liked love nor love ‘triangle’s which are actually just love corners and not actual love triangles where the mc usually female has two male leads chasing her! It’s literally a corner and it’s so annoying!! It always ends with one person loosing out and the other two happy together!! Like atleast actual love triangles have all of them yearning for the other only to never be fulfilled, atleast THAT is more interesting than those basic ahh “oh no I can only choose one!!” Like ughhhh….
Whatever.. that book sucks anyways, the plot was really predictable and cringe he dropped it after 10 pages
He sighs, putting the book down onto the stack of books on the table as he walks to find a new one, going through all the different book genres in the library and still not having found anything that peaks his interest.
Spoke grumbles annoyed, his mouth twisting into a slight pout. He hates his English teacher for this assignment and he hates his own perfectionism for making this way harder than it needs to be.
Just as he’s contemplating just grabbing a random book and using it for his story a cold wind suddenly blew near him making a loose book drop down to the floor with a thud.
He instinctively turns his head to the sound, his gaze wandering onto the ground where the book fell and let his eyes scan the cover. It was a kids superhero comic book, even tho he probably won’t use it as it is of course a kids book he actually got some inspiration from it.
Spoke actually used to be interested in superheroes as a kid even tho he has never read a superhero book or comic in his life, he had always wanted to be one when he grew up. Now while that may be impossible in this life, what if he can fulfill his childhood dream in his story!!
‘The main character Spoke IsHere an avid fan of superhero books gets reincarnated into his favorite book series called-‘ well actually he hasn’t thought of the title yet…
Hmm maybe like uhhhh… yknow what maybe it’s time to browse through superhero books and maybe he can find some inspiration there
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After spending almost an hour in that library (he has never been in a library for this long, someone please help) asking people about recommendations, looking at book titles (superhero and non-superhero ones), and some quick reads on books that interests him he finally found smth.
He had been asking some people for help or advice and while most just don’t know anything or are genuine chuds who hate when people like ‘childish’ stuff. After talking to a few people he found someone that actually wanted to help him and knew a good bit about books.
“Hey uh- do you happen to know any good superhero books” Spoke asks, already waiting for either denial or some insult about how superhero books are for children
The other boy -who looks to be about Spoke’s age and has white hair with blue and black streaks on his bangs- hums in acknowledgement “Yeah I know some”
Spoke somewhat shocked that someone actually answered smiles brightly “Well I wanna make like this isekai type story for my school work and I wanted to make the universe he gets isekaied to like a superhero/villain world! But like I don’t really know what I want it to be like-“ he trails off realizing that he yapped too much to a random stranger who probably thinks he’s annoying
The white haired boy smiled softly “Well if you need some inspiration I can show you some good books I’ve read before.” He said before walking off somewhere, expecting Spoke to follow him “I definitely recommend reading them”
Spoke follows the other, his smile softening into something more genuine as he walks besides the boy
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The two walk around the library, sometimes stopping to look at an interesting book but then would continue after a few minutes
While searching Spoke would ask questions about books and the other answered as best as he could, until the white haired boy finally finds the book he was looking for and gives it to Spoke
“This one is a good one, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it” the boy smiled softly at him
Spoke looks at the cover. It was a nice looking superhero comic with 3 main protagonists, it looked interesting and it seemed like the characters all had different roles too. One a hero, one a villain and one a vigilante. His smile widened as he looks up to thank the other
“Thank you dud-“ he said, but the other was gone. He hadn’t even gotten his name yet!!?
“Huh??” he looks around confused before sighing and walks to a nearby table.
‘Whatever ig he just couldn’t stand my aura’ he thought, giggling to himself before opening the book he was given and reading it.
But what he didn’t know was that the boy he was looking for was watching him the entire time
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“Egg.. are you sure this is safe?” A brunette boy asked worriedly, his tail wagging in uncertainty
“I’m sure it’s fine Wifies, he won’t know it was me” the angel brushed him off with a wave of his hand and smiled
The dog boy in question still wasn’t sure but decided to drop the topic, it was pointless anyways to overthink and argue over something that had already been done
The brunette let out a sigh before looking back at the other and holding his hand out
The white haired boy smiled and grabbed his hand, the two abnormalities held each others hand as a soft white glow covers them as they disappear
“See you soon Spoke”
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Halfway through reading the book Spoke yawns checking the time and seeing that its already 5:00?? He came to the library at 3:30???
“Omg, its already been an hour..” Spoke mumbles to himself, somewhat shocked at how much time he spent here.
“But this book is peak, i wanna read more” Spoke complains, it’s so much more interesting than any other books he read (he hasn’t really read that much)
He sighs, it’s been a while since he actually enjoyed reading a book so this is very refreshing but sadly he has to home before his dad punishes him again.
Spoke shudders at the thought before shaking his head, no he should NOT think about that right now.
Spoke closes the book and puts it down on the table, he goes to stand up but as he does he suddenly feels a headache coming, slightly blurring his vision and making him sit back down onto the chair.
Tho sitting back down didn't help him at all. His head feels like it’s being split open and his stomach is tied in knots, he also kinda wants to throw up.
But he needs to go home… even if he doesn't wanna..
He wills himself holding his head with his hand and trying to stand up again, oh what a bad decision that was because right after he pushed himself up the nausea suddenly gets worse and he starts to cough, it was so bad that it felt like his chest was being stabbed every time he coughed.
With a splitting headache, nausea, cough, and tiredness from the fact that he lowk didn’t sleep today, he decides to give up trying to stand rests his head on the table hoping to eleviate the pain abit
His eyelids become heavy, making it harder for Spoke to stay awake.
Deciding that it was in vain to try to fight the sleepiness, he closes his eyes drifting into the realm of dreams
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His consciousness comes back slowly as he recognizes the sun in his face
Spoke tries to cover his face with his blanket but his arms feel like they weight ten pounds
His throat also hurts.. which is really annoying
Spoke feels like he is dying rn, his head hurts really bad and he feels sick to his stomach.
He shuts his eyes tighter to hopefully alleviate his headache and notices something.
He’s not sitting down anymore, with a frown he tries to open his eyes and look around. He's in a… bed? And it’s really soft too, wow it’s even softer than his own bed.
Wait, this isn’t the library…
WHERE THE FUCK IS HE!!??