Writing Prompt Challenge: Write an isekai story in second person. The MC has to be hated as well for bonus points.

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You suddenly find yourself in a mysterious world of magic, and instead of trying to respect their customs and culture, you decide to make obscure references to 21st century memes. Better yet, as a past embezzler and having ruined numerous lives, thus resulting in your death by the hands of vigilantes, you learn nothing and try to usurp the regional King for their porcelain throne.

You are seriously considering the regicide of a kind ruler for the sake of owning the only functioning toilet in this world.
 
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RepresentingEnvy

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You suddenly find yourself in a mysterious world of magic, and instead of trying to respect their customs and culture, you decide to make obscure references to 20th century memes. Better yet, as past embezzler and having ruined numerous lives, thus resulting in your death by the hands of vigilantes, you learn nothing and try to usurp the regional King for their porcelain throne.

You are seriously considering the regicide of a kind ruler for the sake of owning the only functioning toilet in this world.
This is why I love you! haha! (Seriously you are great)
 

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Your soul is summoned to a magical land and placed into a new but capable body, you are tasked to stop the invading demon army.

But that is bullshit. You finally died, free of slaving away in your old world? Now you are being forced into playing the hero? Doing what others tell you? Again? Fuck that. And fuck them. Literally even. To finally enjoy the peace you were expecting after kicking the bucket, you decide to make sure you will have the time to do just that... If no sides remain in the end... nobody can disturb you anymore.
 

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Ima try this[nsfw warning]

It will be long but pardon such an annoying story.



After a nice shopping trip. You suddenly trip at the side of the road. Wow, surprisingly a drunk truck driver was also driving on the road you tripped on. You died and you felt every single bone and muscle in your body crumple to pieces as the excruciating pain went into your mind.



Then you wake up and find yourself in a room with a goddess. She smiled at you and told you to hurry up and pick a skill and defeat a demon lord. But since you are a goddamn unrespectful vermin you swear at the goddess and called her a big t*tty wh*re. The goddess not surprisingly got angry and just send you off with 200 fucking curses into her world.



You then open your eyes in front of the demon king. You saw the demon king and his 20 fucking wives mating. Disgusted by such actions you pointed your finger at them and called them out as perverts. The demon king then replied, "YOU MONGREL! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO TRESPASSED MY THRONE ROOM!"

You replied with an "I do not give a fuck just kill yourself".

The demon king and his wives look at you with disgust and called his guards to kill you. Congratulations, you fucked yourself.

Afterward, you find yourself exhausted after tunning away from the demon king's troops. You went to a nearby town to see a fabulous handsome guy but in reality, looks like a goddamn teenage boy with an 8-grade syndrome armor. As you enter the town you noticed that this handsome guy has 10 girls with a choker at his party. Seriously? Is he another bland harem boy with superb powers given with no hard work whatsoever?


You called him out for being a slavery enthusiast and deserve a culling. To your astonishment, the townspeople agreed with your opinion. Perhaps, this is a big change in your life-


Out of frustration, the handsome boy looked at your face with anger and mana surrounded his body. The faces that were against him turned to look towards you with a more aggressive face.
Oh no anyways, you ran! Of course, you would. No one wants to deal with angry manipulated townspeople.


You then went on a journey trying to say the truth to the world about how flat their goddess is, how the demon king has a 1-inch p*nis, and how the handsome hero boy was just a typical bullied person. In the end, you died in a hanging because the majority of the world hated you but hey at least you fixed racism at some point and your last words were. "They executed me for I spoke the truth."

- the end




Man, I regret making this.
 

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Ima try this[nsfw warning]

It will be long but pardon such an annoying story.



After a nice shopping trip. You suddenly trip at the side of the road. Wow, surprisingly a drunk truck driver was also driving on the road you tripped on. You died and you felt every single bone and muscle in your body crumple to pieces as the excruciating pain went into your mind.



Then you wake up and find yourself in a room with a goddess. She smiled at you and told you to hurry up and pick a skill and defeat a demon lord. But since you are a goddamn unrespectful vermin you swear at the goddess and called her a big t*tty wh*re. The goddess not surprisingly got angry and just send you off with 200 fucking curses into her world.



You then open your eyes in front of the demon king. You saw the demon king and his 20 fucking wives mating. Disgusted by such actions you pointed your finger at them and called them out as perverts. The demon king then replied, "YOU MONGREL! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO TRESPASSED MY THRONE ROOM!"

You replied with an "I do not give a fuck just kill yourself".

The demon king and his wives look at you with disgust and called his guards to kill you. Congratulations, you fucked yourself.

Afterward, you find yourself exhausted after tunning away from the demon king's troops. You went to a nearby town to see a fabulous handsome guy but in reality, looks like a goddamn teenage boy with an 8-grade syndrome armor. As you enter the town you noticed that this handsome guy has 10 girls with a choker at his party. Seriously? Is he another bland harem boy with superb powers given with no hard work whatsoever?


You called him out for being a slavery enthusiast and deserve a culling. To your astonishment, the townspeople agreed with your opinion. Perhaps, this is a big change in your life-


Out of frustration, the handsome boy looked at your face with anger and mana surrounded his body. The faces that were against him turned to look towards you with a more aggressive face.
Oh no anyways, you ran! Of course, you would. No one wants to deal with angry manipulated townspeople.


You then went on a journey trying to say the truth to the world about how flat their goddess is, how the demon king has a 1-inch p*nis, and how the handsome hero boy was just a typical bullied person. In the end, you died in a hanging because the majority of the world hated you but hey at least you fixed racism at some point and your last words were. "They executed me for I spoke the truth."

- the end




Man, I regret making this.
I didn't, i have enjoy everyword.
 

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You are a tragedy novel writer. After ending the novel by killing all of the main cast, you get reincarnated into the same novel as a nameless extra. At first, you were determined to give the story a happy ending now that you're really occupying this world, but lo and behold, every main character had the memories of their first lives—the original novel plot. Worse, they all know that you're the one who made them that way.
 

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You wake up to find yourself in a small room of what seems to be a wooden cabin.

You look out of the window and see what seems to be a thicket of coniferous trees.

It is winter outside, and you hear the crackling of a small black iron stove as you cradle yourself in the warm blankets as you feel it radiate heat.

You don't understand what is going on, but it's pretty nice and warm and cozy, so you calmly assess your situation as the mesmerising sounds of wooden logs burning is crackling in the background.

...

It has been two weeks, and you've been alone all this time. You don't really understand what is going on, but this life isn't that bad so it doesn't matter all that much.

You wake up when the Sun rises, get dressed because it is cold outside, start a fire in your stove, eat the food you've prepared yesterday, and walk outside.

You spend most of the day walking around checking your traps (this took you a little effort to understand how to work with which would make you go without food for a few days, if not for your cabin having had supplies in the root cellar and the threat of hunger making your brain spin a few cogs to catch yourself up to speed), your nets in the river (there is one quite close by) and foraging what few plants you can eat.

The cabin you woke up in had clothes that weirdly enough fit you perfectly, but things being the way they are, you no longer question it.

When you come back home it's usually been 6 to 7 hours, so you get to working on your game. It's mostly rabbits and fish. It is a lot of work to process them, but doesn't take longer than an hour or two. Then you eat and spend the rest of your time staring at the fire or outside. Then you go to sleep.

It's a simple but rather liberating life. You realise that in the past two weeks you haven't even felt bored once. The way things currently are... is not bad by any means.

...

It seems to be spring. The snow is melting and your supply of greens is at an all time low.

Nowadays you spend more time foraging an increased variety of edible plantlife. As you still have to hunt for meat, it makes your workload increase drastically but you don't complain.

The forest in the spring is gorgeous.

The nature is coming back to life after a season-long slumber, and it brings with it a serene but envigorating wave of energy that fills your entire body.

As you walk through the mystical forest, eyes and ears open, it really hits you. Life is beautiful.

...

Life is not very beautiful. During one of these days you saw your trusty cabin on fire as you came back from a long day of foraging and hunting (you also managed to put together a few wooden spears, arrows and a bow - and, more importantly, learned how to use them).

You see a small group of people walking and sitting outside of your new (and now former) home, talking between each other and pointing fingers and hands, and generally acting like they own the place.

You stay hidden as you observe them. The word "witch" comes up several times (not "witch" but "ebmaugh" but you somehow understand that it means "witch"). You decide against showing yourself as these people have swords and bows.

You try and wait for the strangers to leave but then choose to go away instead. They seem like bad news, and you'd rather not take your chances.

As you walk away, you stumble upon another group of people - they attack you no questions asked. Why? They yell "ebmaugh" - do they think you're a witch? What the hell?

You have no time to ponder it as you try and run away. A stray arrow pierces your shoulder. You cry out and keep running still. You stumble. You fall down. The gain on you.

All you see is red.

When you wake up, you do so with your cabin rebuilt and a piece of roasted meat in your hand. That piece of meat is shaped suspiciously a lot like a human hand. You don't question it. You examine your supplies, stare at the fire and go to sleep.

You hear some kinds of wails in your cellar but you don't question it.

You sleep content knowing that more game will come soon.
 

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You were eeincarnated as a failed magician in his magic school dorm. The school bells rang and you get ready for class.

You were walking down the hallway minding your own business when suddenly a random noble kid made fun of you.

Furious, you cast the FIRE METEOR spell by the power of PLOT ARMOR and decimates the entire academy.

You are now wanted by the nearby kingdom and a couple churches. You decided to run away.
 

ArcadiaBlade

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You suddenly realize you were reincarnated. A world of which you usually understand like how a weeb enters the holy land known as Akihabara.

Finding that while this place is a fantasy world which you quickly act like those mentally challenge- I mean how a 'Usual' Person would react in a fantasy world, you tried all sorts of skills to see if you were insa-I mean a 'Protagonist' who would become the center of the world though discovering a hidden skill/power of even a gift from some sort of an entity like a stalker who sniffs his victims personal belongings(Seriously, get some help).

The discovery hits you like your mother discovering your grades, you were just an average man who suddenly found himself in a fantasy world.

No skills, not a head turner(Yeah, protagonist are born with a handsome face, not you), and the only fortunate thing you had was just that you were born as a noble(a baron and not even a special one like how some stories usually goes).

And life begins without stopping as time passes, you slowly grow and without that special benefits of being an Isekai Protagonist(Seriously, you probably had more skills in your hands by touching yourself than even touching grass) and you were kicked out of your home, began your journey as an average adventurer and fortunately enough(though I might believe you would have died in some ditch or a forest hunting some meals when you might become a dinner for some). You live and probably turned old(give or take, 35 or 40 since thats how an average life expectency of a normal person to live).

You live your life as a scum, people hate you for being a bastard, you probably fucked a slave because you have more chances of buying one than even getting one though your skills and live a life just how a native person would live.

Then, as the life slowly began to leave your body....

[Tada, your OP system has come and make you become someone that would change the world!]

You died.
 

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Everything was perfectly fine and peaceful in the city of Enchannia that is until you show up. You walk through the city looking at all of the statues of a small goth looking girl. You walk up to someone to ask them about the statues.



They reply "she is our Queen and goddess. The cutest in all the land."



Confused you walk away. You wonder why they seem to worship this small girl. Walking up to another person you ask why they worship her.



They reply "she is the cutest and most huggable in the land"



Still confused you continue onward. You walk past people praying and giving offerings to statues of this girl. Still you wonder why. You wonder is she as cute as they says she is? Why does that mean she gets treated like this and not anyone else.



You decide to ask another person why they worship her.



They reply "because she is the most benevolent ruler as well as the cutest"



After everyone said how cute she is you decide to go an see her. You walk towards the castle and you request an audience. The guard asks why.



You reply "I want to meet the girl who is so widely loved"



The guard let's you in. You walk through the halls following a guard. One you arrive the guard tells you to look at the ground and never look up. You ask how you are supposed to judge her cuteness. The guards expression suddenly changes from neutral to hatred.



The doors open and you walk in. Looking at the floor you can't see anyone but a cute voice speaks out.



"Why are you here?"



"I have come to hear the one I have heard so much about and that everyone loves."



Before she can reply you look up toward her. Your face stops at hers. You are frozen by her cuteness and just want to hug her. You are suddenly thrown back.



Once you gain your senses again you look around everyone is looking at you with hatred. Like you have just murdered a hundred people.



They charge at you but you manage to run. You run from the Palace and through the city however everyone seems to have already found out. They chase after you. You can feel the hatred coming from the crowd.



You stop and ask what happened.



They reply " you looked upon our goddess with unworthy eyes"



Before anything else can happen you run and flee the city.



You spend the rest of your life running from everyone's hatred of you fir looking at the cutest being you have ever seen.
 

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How high is the infant mortality rate there?
Hmn.... Depends.

There could be a peaceful standards where the average lifespan can fluctuate depending on the average between wars to plague ratio. Though in medical terms, it mainly depends on how the medical price/healthcare one can provide and how the economy works depending on situations where you either live in a simple fantasy world or end up like in beserk but having magic situation(probably won't solve that problem and only made it worse depending on how magic is used in that world).

As for the infant mortality rate...can you still remember how many food you ate in your entire life?
 

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Hmn.... Depends.

There could be a peaceful standards where the average lifespan can fluctuate depending on the average between wars to plague ratio. Though in medical terms, it mainly depends on how the medical price/healthcare one can provide and how the economy works depending on situations where you either live in a simple fantasy world or end up like in beserk but having magic situation(probably won't solve that problem and only made it worse depending on how magic is used in that world).

As for the infant mortality rate...can you still remember how many food you ate in your entire life?
That doesn't answer it
 

RepresentingEnvy

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You are a tragedy novel writer. After ending the novel by killing all of the main cast, you get reincarnated into the same novel as a nameless extra. At first, you were determined to give the story a happy ending now that you're really occupying this world, but lo and behold, every main character had the memories of their first lives—the original novel plot. Worse, they all know that you're the one who made them that way.
very scary!
 

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You get shot in the head, and you wound up dead. You end up in another world. Your goal becomes to have waifus in your bed. You go on a long journey and collect women in your wake. They have little reason to fall for you, but they do. You continue collecting and collecting. You collect the queens and the princesses. You collect leaders all over as you fuck the whole world, but you also fuck the whole world. Due to the people losing their leaders and inventors eventually they all get suspicious. They figure out the cause, and they start to point their pikes towards you. You think you are safe with your mountain of waifus, but you are stabbed in the back by the latest collected. It was the one you didn't get to have sex with. You look up in confusion. You thought it was an illusion. There was no way a waifu could deny the magic manipulation. As she laughs hysterically you have a realization. That "she" was a he the whole time in disguise. It was all a rouse it was all a guise, and now your life flies before his eyes. "You fucked the whole world by the waifus you trapped. Now it is your turn to get trapped."
 

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Upon wrongfully dying, the Powers That Be offer you a chance to be transmigrated into a new world. One of swords and sorcery. Upon being granted a single boon to make your way in this new life, you choose to be a magical progeny.

You make your appearance, and the world doesn't look fondly upon your choiec. Magic is banned. And for good reason - it draws from the life around you. Every act of magic kills the plants around you, and sucks a bit of life out of the people around you with every act of magic.

You are branded a plague upon the world and hunted everywhere you go.
 
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