This was meant to be released on the 1st of March instead of now!
Therefore, we'll need a table of contents:
(1) Mr_1fan: Replacing Zeke In this Cruel World: ~3500
(2) MoeHzm: Underground: ~2700
(3) Adolf_Rizzler: The 104ths Anomaly: ~5000
(4) Anuraggr: Wake Up, Ayanokouji-Kun: ~1000
THIS TOOK TOO LONG TO MAKE, SO I DIDN'T PROOFREAD IT!!
READ THIS WHEN YOU HAVE A LOT OF TIME!
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(1) Mr_1fan: Replacing Zeke In this Cruel World
Location: Liberio Internment Zone, Military Kingdom of Marley
Year: 827
Time: Morning
The first thing I should ask is if anyone here has ever been isekai'd before.
...
No one? Alright, I'll go first, then. I've been isekai'd before. And not just in the usual way. You see, I'm not even in my original body anymore.
I'm small. Very small. Blonde. Helpless. And, according to my parents, my name is now Zeke.
Currently, I'm sitting on the floor, surrounded by an assortment of toys that I have no clue what to do with. Wooden blocks, a stuffed monkey, some odd figurines that look vaguely like soldiers—though the proportions are all wrong.
Am I supposed to play with these?
March them around like some kind of miniature army?
Can monkeys even be toy soldiers?
The thought troubles me far more than it should.
My eyes drift towards the bookshelf. It would be nice if I could read something, but I've discovered a new limitation in this body—Katakana looks like a jumbled mess when upside down. My head hurts just thinking about trying.
Then, my ears picked up movement. Footsteps. My new parents.
"Ah."
They're here.
I already know their names. Not because they introduced themselves, but because they never stop talking at night.
No, not that kind of talking.
I'd rather not think about it.
The door creaks open, revealing a young woman with short blonde hair and a man with brown hair. I've designated them as Dina and Grisha. They're my parents now, apparently. And for some reason, they're incredibly pushy.
"Zeke!" Dina calls out warmly as she steps into the room. Before I can react, she scoops me up into her arms. "We're going for a walk. Do you want to come?"
I already know I don't have a choice.
There's an agenda here. There always is. They're probably going to drill more anti-Marley propaganda into my tiny, underdeveloped brain during this walk.
How lovely.
My expression remains dull as I nod my head.
Dina's face lights up with delight. "He's so smart, Grisha," she gushes, turning towards her husband.
Grisha looks at me, evaluating. "Perfect, isn't he?"
I refrain from reacting. Internally, I file away another piece of information. Perfection seems to be a recurring expectation in this household.
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