Always been meaning to write one.
The guy does the usual litRPG thing and the gods say,build your character.
And he munchkins the fuck out of that starting character. The gods are going, "Wait, you are a part doppleganger, gold dragon, and TITAN?"
"No no No... these are just bloodlines. From the unearthed arcana rule set. I only took one trivial, one minor, and one major. That's all."
"This class is only available to the dead."
"No. You have to be dead to advance in it and you made me 5th level. So clearly between third and fourth level I died, became a ghost, advanced one level, then someone brought me back to life."
"You'll never advance in it again, you know..."
"Thats okay. I asked what my backstory was and you said, as long as the system allows it..."
The god stands there, boggled. He calls in other gods and they pour over it and go, "Well, damned if I can find where you screwed up. Okay. Here ya go."
Next thing you know the MC is waking up like a typical isekai... except... well...
You know...
These oak trees...
They look a little small to me.
Must be because I'm in an alternate world.
Oh! There someone screaming! I bet that's a princess or merchant being attacked by wolves! That's how this always starts out and I'll just run over and...
Those some tiny wolves.
That's an even smaller princess...
...
Oh fuck.
