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Non-cliché Transmigration

Rododo
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The average realized release rate over the past 30 days is 7 chs / week.
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Synopsis
What happens when a higher being (me the author) decides to flip the script of your average transmigration novel. I mean sure it has the whole demon invading a planet, a classroom of students being summoned and granted superpowers and so on and so forth. But this time, instead of the MC acting weak while secretly being OP, he starts hus journey with a *BANG*, literally. Read more to find out how the story progresses and whether I, the author can truly make it a nin-cliché transmigration.
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Chapter 1 - A boy pushed to the edge.

"Hey idiot, think fast." Brian Lynch, the typical class bully shouted as he hurled a book at the unsuspecting scrawny kid.

*BAM*

The book landed squarely at the back of his head, pushing him forward and tearing up Brian and his goons.

"Hey cut it out." The class belle reprimanded the bullies as she crouched low to talk to the scrawny kid. "Hey idiot, why don't you ever fight back. You know they won't stop if you keep being passive right?"

Rubbing the back of his head, the boy turned to look the girl straight in the eye.

"The name is Eedyot, not idiot. Sasha, if you can't pronounce it right just call me by my surname, Sinclair."

"R- Right, sorry about that idi- Sinclair. I'm the worst girlfriend ever, how about I make it up to you after school." Sasha suggested with the most innocent look she could muster while having unholy thoughts in her head.

'I'll let the guys jump him today and hold me at gunpoint asking for money. This poor sod would give it to them since he loves me so much.'

Taking her apology at face value, he accepted her proposal with a nod while a different train of thought ran through his mind.

"Hey idiot, I'm hungry. How much did they give today?" Brian shouted at Eedyot after he managed to get up.

"My name is Eedyot, not idiot Brian." Eedyot said in a hushed voice.

"What was that worm? Were you saying something?" Brian asked while cracking his knuckles menacingly. "That's what I thou–"

"I said my name is Eedyot. What, are you deaf on top of being an illiterate, huh Bria– oof."

Brian's fist found its mark deep in Eedyot's gut, forcing him to keel over as all the air I'm his lungs rushed out.

Right as he was about to receive a second helping of Brian's knuckle sandwich, Sasha covered his body with hers while staring straight at Brian.

"Tsk. You're lucky you've got such a pretty girl to protect you, perks of being rich I suppose. Too bad it can't bring your parents back from the dead."

The class went silent. Even the gossip girls in the center quietened. Brian had just carelessly mentioned a taboo topic in the class, Eedyot was an orphan.

It wasn't really common to find an 18 year old orphan but it wasn't rare either.

What made the topic a taboo was simple.

The death of the Sinclairs. 7 years ago when Eedyot was barely 11, police stormed their house looking for his parents only to find them brutally murdered in cold blood on their bed, their son bawling his eyes out over their corpses till he eventually passed out due to stress.

The Sinclair couple were set to testify against some shady people in court, hence the police escort. Unfortunately as in most cases, the witnesses died before the due date.

What made it worse is the fact that the assassins hired for the job were asked to record their kill and carve words on the corpses foreheads.

"Snitches end up in ditches."

A single line which had a powerful impact on the world once it was released to the media on the day of the funeral.

It broke the child Eedyot when he learned that nothing would be done to the suspects since there was a lack of clear evidence.

The accumulated pain, hatred and lack of faith in the systems of justice put in place all led to this moment.

"Fuck you Brian. And fuck the world for taking everything from me. Aliru necru sytes goopive hachun–"

"Hey idiot have you finally become a retard." Brian teased.

"Seciga avilo sunthre eschabad." Eedyot ignored Brian as he pulled out something from his bag that made the class gasp.

"Yo Eedyot is- is that a bomb." Someone stammered.

"No it can't be. It must be a toy or something. Yeah I'm sure it's just a toy." A girl reasoned, even though her whole body was shaking.

"Eedyot Alex Sinclair, put the object in your hand on the desk beside you before I get there." The self- righteous class president's firm voice rang out as he walked towards Eedyot.

"Or what, huh? You'll report me just like you have been doing to Brian. Newsflash. They won't get here in time." Eedyot said with a deranged laugh.

"B- But babe. What about me, I'll also get caught in the explosion and die. We had planned a fun night out after school today, don't you want that?" Sasha said in a quiet voice, hoping to sway Eedyot's mind with her feminine wiles.

For a moment she thought it worked since she saw a bit of conflict in his eyes, but he just kissed her and said, "I'm sorry my love, but it is a risk I'm willing to take."

With that he continued chanting the words the being who appeared in his dreams asked him to say, " Lachreal vutu skeki hunsay. Accept my humble sacrifice oh Eldritch beings."

With the final incantations spoken, rhe floor lit up in a pale white light as gravity lost its hold over everything in the room.

"It's working. It's actually working. Hahahaha." Eedyot's deranged laughter resounded in everyone's ears as they tried grabbing onto anything to steady their wild floating.

"Am I tripping or is that an actual Magic circle on the floor?" Marcus, the class dweeb and Eedyot's assistant on the bullies' list asked, looking all excited.

"Tripping, how can you trip in midair brother. What next, are you going to trip over a wireless connection or how about a reddit thread huh. I'd lime to see you try?" Morgan, Marcus's twin brother who also happened to be the self proclaimed class clown asked, laughing at the joke only he found funny.

"Now for the final act. Guide our souls to the Beyond. Lattom."

*BOOM*

With a flick of his finger, the bomb went off and the whole class was enveloped in a soundless explosion.

The last words they all heard were; "Summoning successful."