Oedipus Protocol: So, I was given the dumbest possible class and accidentally saved the universe

Rocky Hall has just had the worst day of his life; a cascade of petty catastrophes that ended with him screaming the dumbest, crudest insult imaginable at a Brooklyn construction worker. It wasn't clever. It wasn't brave. It was just the last thing he ever said before he died. Then he woke up in a fantasy world governed by a System that talks like a guy from Queens and holds grudges like one, too. His class? Infiltrator. His hidden subclass? Built entirely around those five stupid words he screamed on the worst day of his life. Every quest, every ability, every impossibly awkward encounter traces back to an insult he can never take back. Now Rocky has to find a way to survive in a world where the monsters are deadly, the moms are deadlier, and the only thing standing between him and permanent death is a class designed to humiliate him.  Oedipus Protocol: For everyone who's ever said something ridiculous and had to live with the consequences. Content warning: Blood, cursing, nudity, and sexual content (not explicit, but present). The tags are accurate. Posting Schedule: M-F