It was like blinking. One moment Kael was standing next to God, the next he was laying on a bed.
Oh, it was an incredibly comfortable one. The softest mattress he'd felt, nice sheets, and the room? It was huge. It looked like one of those he'd seen on TV shows, or some interior design magazine.
Plush carpets, a large bookshelf to one side, and a study table on the other. There were plants spread throughout the room, and the lights were a warm yellow.
"Damn," Kael said with a light whistle.
Pushing himself off the bed, the first sensation he noticed was his body. It still felt like 'his' body, but it was different. Way too different. There was power inside of him now, the kind that could probably lift a car with ease if he didn't pay attention. His balance was different, more centered and controlled.
Then there was the height.
Oh, he was happy with his previous 5'11" standing, but this felt much higher. Like he could see over the top of his previous self's head.
"I can see everything.. is this what being tall is like?"
He walked through the room, his hand touching everything it could, just so he knew it was all real.
He wondered if it was all a fever dream, induced by coffee and Pokemon, but his imagination wasn't this good, or real.
Opening a door next to the bookshelves, he found a bathroom. That was if bathrooms in a house reminded him of a five star hotel. A clawfoot tub was next to a glass shower that could easily fit three or four people.
"Is the damn floor heated?" Kael asked in shock. Walking inside, he stood before a large mirror that was over the countertop.
'Oh.'
'Oh, I'm hot.'
'Damn.'
Kael wasn't a self absorbed person, but the man standing in the mirror was something else. Messy black hair, amber eyes, sharp but strong masculine features. Just the face alone should have been illegal.
The body?
He wasn't built like a body builder, no. But he looked like someone who'd spent years training. Each muscle was defined, lean and visible. It was better to say he looked like someone who was constantly active and fit.
Leaving the bathroom, Kael exited the bedroom and came upon a huge living room. Leather couches, a giant flatscreen that looked more like a miniature cinema, attached to a sound system. The whole place had a modern look to it, and money seemed to not be a problem.
It was a single story home, but its space was gigantic. Nothing like the cramped apartment he'd found for criminally cheap, though the low pricing was probably because of the brothel that was next door.
'So.. I'm rich?' Kael asked himself as he stepped into the commercial kitchen. Stainless steel appliances, a large cooktop, even the pots and pans looked expensive. There was an island in the middle of the room, where chairs were spread around.
"Huh?"
On the island was a set of keys, a wallet, a folder and a neatly folded note.
"Must have been God," Kael said, picking up the note. Unfolding it, he read the contents.
{Hey Kael, hope you're settling into your new life.
How's the house? It's pretty swanky in my opinion.
Anyway, the folder has all your personal information, like birth certificate, bank account information, government ID and everything else. You have a driver's license, and bank card in the wallet, along with some cash.
The keys are to your own car, and yes, it's nothing embarrassing, though I'm sure you'll love it.
Have a fun time!
Your friendly God.}
Kael snorted as he placed the note down, a smile on his face. He did have a moment of worry, wondering what his situation was, but obviously it was already taken care of.
Flipping open the folder, he fanned through the documents.
'Birth Certificate, huh, same deal as before. Property deed, social security number, financial records.. What the hell!'
His eyes widened as he double backed over the number.
What the hell?
He didn't know that many zeros were possible to string together, and it was his? God must have had some sugar daddy complex, because he'd never be able to make a dent in that number, especially with the interest it made. If anything, he'd be spending too slow.
Closing the folder, Kael slumped into one of the chairs.
"So.. rich, handsome and fit. That's the standard isekai package alright."
His eye caught a piece of paper that he'd slipped out when he was having his mental breakdown.
Picking it up, he almost choked on the air in his throat.
{Forks High School Enrollment: Mikael Tanin}
'Forks.'
'Forks High School.'
'Oh fuck.'
Kael stared at the paper, his mind racing. He knew exactly where Forks was. Small town in Washington, rainy as hell, and home to a certain family of sparkly vampires. The Cullens would be there. Edward, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie. All of them.
'This is either going to be really good, or really bad.'
Still, underneath the panic, there was excitement. He'd loved the series, even if he'd never admit it out loud. And now? He was going to be living in it. Going to school with them, watching the drama unfold in real time.
'Is this what he meant by saying a chance to have a better life?'
Kael was honestly happy at the idea of going back to school, even if it was for a single year. He had dropped out earlier in his 'old' life, and missed out on a lot of opportunities, choosing money over connections.
Slowly, he placed the transcript back into the folder. Picking up the keys and wallet, he found the front door and stepped outside.
Kael had thought the home was probably sitting at the end of some neighborhood, but he was slightly wrong. Sure, if he followed the driveway that led past his house, he could see some houses in the distance, but there was a clear buffer zone between the properties, covered by giant trees.
'It's a forest,' Kael realized. 'So I'm near people but have enough privacy thanks to the forest.'
His eyes tracked the treeline naturally, then fell on something that caused him to break out in a smile.
Parked to the side of the home was a matte black 2010 Mercedes AMG, his dream car.
Sure, there were lots of higher quality cars out there, but he'd latched onto the car one evening when he was in foster care, and planned to save enough one day to buy himself one. He may have skipped a couple steps, but there she was, in all her glory.
"Hello beautiful," he said, tracing his hand along the car's bonnet.
Oh, he was going to be driving that car into the ground, that was a certainty. Deciding against going for a joy ride already, he left the vehicle and stepped back into his home.
Finding the couch, he sat down.
To anyone looking, Kael probably looked calm, but at the moment he was finally realizing the absurdity of everything that had transpired.
Being dead? That was honestly fine. He was saddened back in purgatory, but there wasn't anything he could do about it.
But everything that came after was still rattling in his mind.
One moment he was meeting God, the next he was some Dragon masked as a human, walking through his new home and being enrolled into high school.
It wasn't just any high school as well, but the main stomping ground of a family of vampires.
'Oh,' Kael thought suddenly. 'Fuck, can they read my mind, or see me in visions? That could cause some problems.. but I don't even know what I can do. Apart from being stronger and hotter, has anything else even changed?'
Closing his eyes, Kael attempted to try and reach out to whatever powers this mysterious True Dragon bestowed upon him.
He thought meditation was the best first option, but after fifteen minutes of 'centering' himself, nothing happened.
From there, he tried to 'pull' on the energy inside of him, but the energy didn't respond back.
Minutes passed, then an entire hour was spent in frustrating failures.
"Work, damnit!" Kael said as he massaged the headache he'd gained.
"Go Dragon powers, go!"
"Kamehameha?"
"Dracarys!"
Nothing worked.
Kael felt like he was going insane by the end of his 'testing' time. With a sigh, he leaned back on the couch, muttering about stupid powers.
"I swear.. this is some bullshit. Why can't it be something simple as Status, or Panel?"
DING
Kael's eyes snapped open, as the exact same panel he'd seen in purgatory appeared before him.
"You're joking.."
It wasn't the exact same as before, as the [Roll] button had disappeared. In its place was a carbon copy of the 'Character Panels' Kael had seen in his litRPGs of the past.
"It was that simple," Kael said as his eyes scanned the words presented.
[True Dragon ]
0% - 10% | Foundation Tier (Currently 0.5% synced)
Attack Potency/Destructive Capacity: Building level → City Block level (0.8 Tons of TNT)
Striking Strength: Building Class → City Block Class (125 kiloNewtons)
Speed: Subsonic → Supersonic (Mach 1-5) (45 m/s | 100 mph)
Lifting Strength: Class 10 (10 tons) → Class 100 (100 tons) (14.5 Tons)
Durability: Building level → City Block level (4,500 psi resistance)
Stamina: Peak Human → Superhuman (12–18 hours of peak exertion)
Range: Tens of meters (15 meters)
Intelligence: Genius
Abilities: Enhanced physicals, accelerated healing, basic magic reserves, energy sensing, dragon instincts, perfect bodily control
Magic: None yet
Hax: None
Resistances: Pain tolerance, partial disease immunity
Weaknesses: Mortal, can be killed by sufficient force
It took a second, no, more than a second before he broke out in a large grin. No wonder when he tried to call upon some mystical power nothing had happened.
Simply put, at this current sync rate, he couldn't really do anything 'magical'.
But his body? Those stats were already insane! No wonder he wasn't crushing his home with a mere movement, he had perfect control of his entire body.
He'd read those 'vsBattle' wiki sites before, and he understood how utterly broke he was, at only 0.5% of his grand power. In a literal way, he could tear through an industrial building with his current strength, and that wasn't accounting for his other specs.
Removing the thought of wanting to read the panel, Kael was happy to see it disappear.
He now understood where he was in the world.
What he could currently do.
"I'm already a damn monster."