Sephiroth Template

"His father had already been arrested. If he stayed here, he would only drag everyone into getting arrested with him!"

"But his father was one of the organization’s founders, and this manor was secretly purchased by his father. It was his family’s property."

"This was the organization’s headquarters! The moment his father made it the organization’s headquarters, it stopped being his family’s property!"

"I also think it would be better to send him away. Although he hadn’t awakened any superpowers, his father had been arrested. His identity as a mutant must have been exposed too."

"We couldn’t let everyone be implicated because of him alone. I agreed with sending him away!"

"I agreed too. At most, we could give him some money and a car!"

"His father probably wouldn’t want to see the organization destroyed because of him either. Let’s put it to a vote!"

Richard, asleep in bed, vaguely heard the voices outside. He slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and an annoyed expression appeared on his face.

He had been sleeping perfectly well when someone suddenly woke him up. It would have been strange if he had gotten up happily.

Just as he was about to get out of bed and see what his dorm mates were talking about, he sensed that something was wrong.

This blanket, this bed, this room…

Where was this? Wasn’t I in my school dorm?

Looking at the completely unfamiliar bedroom before him, Richard’s face immediately filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Just as he was about to get up and figure out where exactly he was, a violent headache struck him in an instant. He instinctively clutched his head, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

Damn it!

What was going on!

The sudden, excruciating pain brought him suffering unlike anything he had ever experienced.

At the same time, memories that did not belong to him flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Once those foreign memories stopped flashing through his mind, the intense headache vanished as well.

Richard sat on the bed, gasping for breath, his expression becoming extremely grim.

Although those memories had not belonged to him, after being forced to review them all, he finally understood what had happened.

Transmigration!

More precisely, he had transmigrated into the body of a mutant named Richard Wesley in the Marvel Universe.

As an ordinary college student from China, he was no stranger to transmigration.

Or rather, he had read quite a few transmigration webnovels.

But he had never imagined that one day, he would become a transmigrator himself—and even transmigrate into the Marvel World as a mutant.

Calm down!

At a time like this, I absolutely had to stay calm!

It was just transmigration. It wasn’t like I had encountered Cthulhu. No need to panic, absolutely no need to panic!

This was just a minor matter, a very ordinary, very commonplace minor matter that many people would encounter…

Richard did his best to comfort himself and calm down as much as possible.

Though it was his first time transmigrating, he had never eaten pork but had seen pigs run. He gradually calmed down.

He was undeniably a rookie transmigrator now, but he had at least read hundreds of transmigration novels.

With so many examples in his mind of transmigrator seniors reaching the pinnacle of life after transmigrating, not only did he quickly accept the fact that he had transmigrated, but he also began looking forward to his new life.

After calming his emotions, he began searching for his transmigration cheat.

As everyone knew, transmigrators all had their own transmigration cheats.

Though every transmigrator’s cheat was somewhat different, the God of Transmigration treated every transmigrator equally, just as Yellow Peach Canned blessed every child from Northeast China! The moment the thought of finding his transmigration cheat appeared in his mind, an Attribute Panel resembling a holographic projection immediately appeared before him.

Host: Richard

Race: Human (Beta-level Mutant)

Current Template: Sephiroth (Fusion Degree 5%)

Exclusive Equipment: Masamune

Skills: Octaslash (Level 1, 0/100), Earth Shake (Level 1, 0/100), Sky Tremor (Level 1, 0/100), Zanshin (Level 1, 0/100), Iai Slash (Level 1, 0/100)

Magic: 30

X-Gene Superpower: Plunder

Mission: None

Storage Space: Unlocked

The moment the system panel appeared, information related to the system also surfaced in his mind.

Before long, he figured out exactly what kind of system he possessed.

The Template System!

A system that allowed him to gain the abilities of template characters by equipping different templates!

More importantly, he could use multiple templates at the same time and possess the abilities of several template characters.

Although he had no idea what templates he might receive next, Richard was already looking forward to the Character Templates to come.

His first template was Sephiroth. No matter what, the later templates couldn’t possibly be worse than Sephiroth.

Richard was no stranger to Sephiroth.

Or rather, anyone who knew the game Final Fantasy VII would not be unfamiliar with Sephiroth.

As the final boss of Final Fantasy VII, Sephiroth’s popularity and fame even surpassed that of the protagonist, Cloud.

However, compared to Tifa, the "Jerusalem of the 3D Zone," Sephiroth was still somewhat less famous and popular.

That was Tifa! The 3D Zone could not lose Tifa, just as the West could not lose Jerusalem!

Just by looking at that sentence, one could tell Tifa’s status and importance in the 3D Zone.

Although he lost to Tifa in fame, that did nothing to change the fact that Sephiroth was the most popular ultimate villain boss in the entire Final Fantasy series.

After reviewing the system information in his mind, Richard closed the Attribute Panel that only he could see.

After closing the panel, he did not immediately get out of bed. Instead, he raised his left hand and began summoning his current Exclusive Weapon, the Masamune, according to the system’s instructions.

Though he was right-handed, Sephiroth was left-handed.

To increase the template’s Fusion Degree, he decided to summon the Masamune with his left hand.

With a flash of pale green light, Sephiroth’s Exclusive Weapon, the Masamune, appeared in his hand.

It really was long!

After summoning the Masamune, Richard’s first thought was that it was truly long.

Although the official sources had never provided an exact measurement for the Masamune, it was universally acknowledged to be far longer than an ordinary katana.

The Masamune Richard summoned now was about the same length as it was in Advent Children, roughly two and a half meters long.

The handle was forty to fifty centimeters long, while the blade was only three centimeters wide.

As for its thickness, it was only a few millimeters.

From a distance, the silver-white Masamune looked like a silver thread.

In the past, forget about a Masamune more than two meters long.

Even with an ordinary katana, Richard would not have dared claim that he could wield it well.

But now, the moment he summoned the Masamune and grasped its handle, an innate sense of familiarity surged into his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately got out of bed and began swinging the Masamune around the bedroom.

Although the original owner’s father was not as wealthy as Batman, the manor’s main building was every bit as magnificent as the main building of Wayne Manor.

As his father’s only son, the original owner’s bedroom was second only to the master bedroom. It covered sixty to seventy square meters and had a ceiling roughly five meters high.

Although there was quite a bit of furniture in the bedroom, the space and height were still enough for him to wield the Masamune.

Downward cuts, horizontal slashes, diagonal chops, thrusts, upward swings…

Though they were only basic moves, when he performed them now, they carried an effortless, flowing beauty.

After trying a few simple moves, Richard decisively used Sephiroth’s signature skill, Octaslash! In a single instant, he smoothly unleashed eight slashes.

"Octaslash proficiency +1"

The system’s voice immediately rang out in his mind.