Prologue

My name is Y/N. I’ve never really been all that lucky with my life to the point I’m at.

In fact, more bad things happened to me than I can count.

My dad died while trying to protect me from my mom, my mom died while trying to escape prison, I couldn’t pay for school so I had to learn things the hard way (being ruffed around of the streets) and no one would take me in, not even adoption centers because I was above their age limit.

All in all, my life was complete and utter shit.

But, despite all that, I managed to eventually find some ground in society and even got a stable enough job to get myself an apartment and keep myself fed.

One day after work, I ended up finding a store nearby that had several old anime and manga.

I was immediately hooked.

I read all kinds of stories and watched all kinds of anime and found them to be my main source of joy.

But sadly, anime is merely just something on a screen.

I can’t interact with it, I can’t touch it, I most certainly can’t fuck it (despite I’d be one hundred percent down for that) but I’m still glad I got hooked because I’ve made plenty of memories because of it.

And after today, it’s all I really have left.

“Get the hell outta here Y/N! We don’t need slackers like you ruining the business for the rest’ve the group!”

I was fired by my boss and now I won’t have enough money for rent next month. Talk about bad timing.

I trudged home and made my way inside before slamming my fist on the ground.

“Dammit! Why does this stuff always happen to me!? Why can’t I just be like those guys in anime who just have everything easy and girls flock to them!? Why can’t anime be something that existed in the normal world!?”

I felt tears streaming down my eyes as my head laid in defeat.

Oddly enough, I swear I heard a strange whistling sound, which was weird since I don’t even have a teapot or a stove.

In that instant, something came crashing through my window which made me jump back in surprise as my eyes widened at the item that came crashing in.

I thought maybe it was one of the local kid’s baseballs and was ready to start shouting before getting a look at the item itself.

It didn’t appear to be a baseball, but rather, a strange red rock.

Making my way over to it, I looked down at the rock as it seemed to pulse and cause a slight vibration around me.

I found my eyes stuck to the rock.

I know it probably wouldn’t be best for me to touch it, but there was just something about it that spoke to me.

Reaching down, I picked the rock up in my hand and I looked at it slight confused.

Suddenly, the rock seemed to sink into my skin and shouted in surprise as the rock vanished from view.

“What the hell?!”

I didn’t understand whatever was going on, and it didn’t help that I started to feel a throbbing pain in my crotch.

I held onto it as the pain continued to swell and throughout thirty minutes of pain, everything started to subside.

Concerned what the heck that pain was, I walked over to the mirror and looked at my crotch.

“Holy shit!”

What was going on!?

My dick was almost twice the size it was before. How did it suddenly have such a big growth spurt?

Knowing the strange rock could’ve been the only reason, I tried to feel for the rock all over my body to no avail.

After calming down a bit, I realized it was starting to get dark out.

I didn’t full understand what was going on, but I decided I would think it over after a good nights rest.

Heading over to my bed, I laid down and closed my eyes.

Before long, I was out.

I felt like I was floating in space as tons of information was floating into my mind.

The rock had been infusing me with knowledge throughout my entire night of sleep and I was finally starting to understand what was given to me.

The rock was the last remaining part of a statue for the god of Normality that granted specific humans with the ability to make other perceive what they did as “normal” and not question it in the slightest.

Also, if the phrase “isn’t it normal” is uttered by one with this power, the world excepts it as an absolute truth.

But after one person with this power tried to wipe out humanity, the god was sealed away until his **** and his spirit was trapped in a statue.

That’s where the stone I absorbed comes in.

Apparently, the stone also absorbed the powers of the gods of space and time which would allow multi-dimension travel to actually exist. And anyone who absorbs the stone from the statue, obtains powers of all three deities with normality being the strongest.

After thinking about this new power introduced to me, my mind flowed with possibilities of power that I could put over the world.

But above everything else, it meant exactly what I thought it meant.

I could visit the world of anime characters and make them mind.

It almost makes my nose bleed thinking about it; all those sexy and beautiful ladies would fall for me one by one as if it was the most natural thing to do.

As I woke up the next morning, I stretched my arms out and decided to try what I was taught.

“Isn't it normal for me to have millions of dollars in my bank account.”

Upon pulling up my bank, I found it loaded with cash!

This normality thing was the real deal!

The excitement started to well up even more inside me as I thought of all the anime worlds I could visit and all the anime girls I could fuck.

At the rational age of eighteen, I’m sure there are plenty of ladies out there.

With all these thoughts I my head, I began to use my powers and slowly but surely, a portal began to open to the anime world I sought.

“Let’s do this,” was all I muttered to myself.

Then, I stepped into the portal.