It was just like any other day.

  A beautiful morning, just like always.

  Birds were singing their melodies as they pyed with one another.

  Flowers were blooming as the wind gently carried their fragrance through the air.

  On days like these....

  "WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED TO ME!!!!"

  Last night when the Amogus V Comet appeared in the sky, I had wished to become a gangster boss. But today, I woke up with an overwhelming urge to beat up kids while wearing a blue jackets and skull masks while making bad puns.

  I had no idea which cosmic being had decided to py a joke on me, but instead of a body packed with eight steel-hard abs and a towering height of over seven feet, I had been given a small, fragile frame. I had dreamed of a thick mustache and a hardened, tough face, yet in the mirror, all I saw was a flimsy, plump, and adorable face befitting a little kid.

  I could have been a man like those in the mafia, a real Goodfel, someone molded by some eighty-something-year-old Godfather. But reality had spped me right in the face, literally, by turning me into a bratty child.

  Feeling frustrated, I punched the ground so hard, only for my tiny fist to turn red.

  "DAMNNNNN!!!??"

  Even my prized treasure was stolen right before me. My big Joni had become Super Lil Joni.

  The wish to become a macho man was shattered by none other...

  the GTA System

  Even now, it continued to torment me. I had never wished to become a little kid, yet the system clearly had other pns.

  GTA SystemTask:Go take the trash outsideAnd now the system was urging me to take the trash outside.

  With the body of a little kid. An adorable pale face with white hair. A little body created to be cuddled and pampered. Limbs to fragile to whack even the lowest thug.

  And that was me.

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