A bankrupt college drop-out

* I suggest you put whatever name you want as the protagonist before starting!

I want to set the default name as Ethan Cross, but I have no idea how to do that, so... yeah. *

“Crap.”

You look at your bank account number in dismay.

You’ve always thought that in TV shows where they show the number ‘0’ on whoever’s account, it was an exaggeration.

There was no way someone could actually, completely empty out their money, right?

Turns out, that was very possible in the real world, as that was your current bank account number.

Complete 0. Not a dime in your physical or digital pocket.

“This is bad.”

Sure, ever since RealDreams Co. broke through the technological ceiling while picking their nose and basically created a legit paradise for actual humans, but that didn’t mean everything came free.

Many people still preferred to work on some degrees (those freaks), and although most big companies were either acquired or merged by RealDreams, that meant there was a huge mega corporation that kept Capitalism still a thing.

Problem was, you didn’t feel like working.

Why would anyone want to waste their time doing what they didn’t want to do when there were a million other better things to do?

…you know, like gaming or…something. Whatever.

The point was, you didn’t want to work.

But the fact still remained that you needed some amount of money to make a living.

Sure, the rent may have been free thanks to RealDreams technically owning most of the country's real estate, but you still needed to pay for food, clothes, and other necessities.

You were walking down the streets, wondering if there were any places left that would take a random college dropout, when a Character with minimal modding was infinitely a better option.

But, to your surprise, when you arrived at your house, someone was standing in front of your doorway.

You recognized her face even before she turned around to face you.

After all, she was a character from one of the many manga you’ve read during your free time.

“You’re Mirko. From My Hero Academia.”

“Well, that alone doesn’t mean much, does it?”

Mirko gave you a smile before nudging at the door.

It was odd to see a character well known for her explosive attitude and muscular features standing still in a suit.

“You’re James Gardner, correct?

I’m one of the social advisors from RealDreams.

I was sent here to address the issues with your bank account.

Would you mind opening the door for me?”