Miguel’s eyes open. He furrows his eyebrows, angrily staring at his opponent.


    Miguel bleeds all over.


    He faces an alter of himself, a violent and deadly warrior… A Daywalking Vampire.


    “All Hail.. Morningstar…” he smirked, charging toward Miguel, transforming into a Vampire.


    Miguel the Vampire Prince charges and beats Miguel over and over, using the Mirror Eyes on him, appearing and tearing Miguel apart upon meeting each reflection. The Vampire Prince claws at Miguel’s face over and over as Miguel kicks him with both feet and pushes him away. Each time Miguel fell into the swampy puddles, he was clawed at by arms leaving the reflections.


    Miguel growls, grabbing his head and beating it over and over, with flames, ice, wind, and earth leaving the shockwave of each punch while strange elemental mass begin encasing his face.


    Miguel growls, beating him over and over.


    Miguel prepares another strike only to see Tyrone’s face in place of Miguel’s.


    Miguel is horrified, hesitating, and stopping himself from attack. “I didn’t mean it… No… No, I didn’t-...”


    Beatle shoots the Vampire Prince in the face, killing him effectively.


    Miguel just stood there, watching his head explode.


    Beatle sighs. “C’mon.”


    Meanwhile…


    Jedan and Chris sigh, eating popcorn and hotdogs.


    A portal opens and Beatle sighs, sitting down.


    Miguel follows.


    “Hey, Miguel!” smiled Chris. “You good, bruh?”


    “Mhm…” sighed Miguel. “Just… watched my own alter get his head blown up.”


    “Same,” smiled Chris.


    Miguel yawns. “You guys wanna train?”


    “Nah… I’m good…” said Jedan, watching Netflix.


    “You idiots. Mission. Now,” said Death Leopard. “Isekai World where A LOT of my alters go to when they die.”


    “Ugh! Whatevs Tyrone!” yelled Jedan, as Miguel’s eye twitched. “Just let us be, Dark Knight!”


    “I would if you’d realize your responsibilities. That being you’re meant to do field work today.”


    “Mr. Leopard. Can I join?” smiled Miguel.


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    “Yeah, whatever, Prince. I don’t care. Just don’t die, I guess.”


    Miguel, Jed, and Chris enter the strange world known as the Progression World.


    “‘Progression World?’” asked Miguel.


    “It’s a magical world where most of our Isekai Alters get reincarnated after death, other than burn in Hell, of course!”


    “Welcome to Progression World! I am offering you traiing to become THE BEST of the Star Buck Masters in THE MULTIVERSE!!!”


    Miguel smiles. “Wow! Really? Amazing!”


    “Yes! I am Chinroth! I am a Level 999999999999999999… 69… WIZARD!!! As long as no one sneezes on me-...”


    Miguel accidentally sneezes on him and his penis explodes.


    “GUH!!! GAAAAAAAH!!! OH MY GOD!!!” sobbed the Wizard. “FUCKIN’... BASTARD!!! OH… OH MY GOD!!! YOU JUST BLEW UP MY FUCKING… PENIS…”


    “I’m sorry! I can fix it! Just lemme-!!!”


    “GET AWAY FROM ME!!!” The wizard slips on the bloody pieces of his cock and falls facefirst. “FUCK!!!” he puked. “My mouth was OPEN!!!” He runs away into the distance.


    “Wow… Um… Um, okay…” said Miguel. “Let’s um… Just do the mission. Says here we just gotta make the Queen Human again. Sounds easy enough!” smiled Miguel, putting his fists on his hips, excitedly bouncing.


    Jedan reads the Holopuck. “Hm… Says here that the Queen’s a spider… Does… Does she live in an orb web castle? THAT’S AWESOME!!!”


    Chris sighs. “Guys. Anime? Seriously? Anime is unlimited cringeworthy.”


    “This place is AWESOME, Chris!” yelled Miguel. “Look! We can progress and get stronger in this world! That’s the ULTIMATE TASK, HERE!!!”


    “All I want is to have a harem!” smiled Jedan.


    “I dunno… This place is gonna suck ass. I like getting stronger and all, but… this place’s magic system is too…” He stares at the Holopuck revealing each of the random stats given to each character. “‘Press your nipple to reveal stats…’ Aight…” Chris does so. “Huh. Like in Jumanji, just a tad bit more sensual.” Chris reads. “‘Strengths: Strong. Combat. Weaknesses. Stupid.”


    Jedan tries himself. “Strengths. Stretch. Trickery. Weaknesses. Stretch. Trickery. WHAT!?!? That’s stupid. How is MY POWER a weakness?”


    “Didn’t you get your finger trapped in the CoolDudeBus’ door for a whole day?”


    “We agreed that you won’t BRING THAT UP AGAIN!!!”


    Miguel opens his. He is horrified. “Strength: Writing. Cooking. Combat. Weaknesses: Stupid, Autistic, Mathematics, Sciences, Agriculture, Teaching, Thinking, Relationships… Yep. Aight… There are a couple hundred more Imma stop there before I start hatin’ myself.”


    “Let’s… do some adventures to make ourselves FEEL BETTER ABOUT OURSELVES!!!” smiled Jedan.


    Later…


    Miguel, Jedan, and Chris yell in horror as they are chased by a giant spider creature.


    Miguel burns her alive and the spider screeches in pain but regenerates and cuts Miguel in half, eating the lower half of his body as his intestines hang out.


    Later…


    “Wanna… try to get better at somethin’?” asked Jedan.


    Miguel feels an alarm from his A.I. and activates his stats. A new entry was placed for all three of them. “Trying New Stuff.”


    The trio bow their heads.


    “Let’s… go home guys…” said Miguel, turning with them and walking away.


    “Help!” yelled the villager. “THE SPIDER QUEEN IS UNHEALED!!! AND IS WREAKING HAVOC IN OUR WORLD!!! Only someone OVERPOWERED or PROGRESSIVELY OVERPOWERED could win this!!!”


    Miguel growls and transforms into an Aswang, charging forward and appears before the spider queen. “HEY!!!” he roared. “What… is your problem?”


    “Oh… My… Gawd… Like… I chose to be a spider and stuff, and these villagers have been throwing like… shit at me…”


    “Mhm…”


    “They burned my house, killed my 38 children, burned my new 38 replacement eggs, and have been FUCKING ME OVER!!!”


    Miguel nods. “Girl, you gots the dilemmas.”


    “Hell yeah, boy! Now, what do ya suggest we do?”


    “Rather than end in violence, we could just live with this, ya know?”


    The villagers smile and hug Miguel, dancing and laughing, only for Miguel to wake up in bed. He looks around and sees in horror.


    He looks to his left and sees…


    The bodies… of various Tyrones… each decapitated and their heads strung up to the wall.


    “You… just defeated… a lot of the MCs.”


    “Why!?” asked Miguel.


    “It’s cool! They got jealous of us and tried to kill us in our sleep! So, you fought them and knocked them out and stuff!” smiled Jedan, looking around. “Where’d their heads go?”


    Miguel’s eyes quiver. “I need to see a therapist.”