Douluo 2: Cosplay Transmigration Is a Bad Civilization

I’m Zhang Queyou. I’d just survived the college entrance exams, only to find that life was even more ridiculous than the test questions.

I cosplayed as Namikaze Minato at an anime convention, wearing borrowed Sharingan-colored contacts. Then, in a restroom, I accidentally received the full cross-world transmigration package: a shrunken body, contacts turned into real eyes, props transformed into divine artifacts, and a whole host of other bizarre changes.

Now, with blond hair, a pair of Sharingan (borrowed from my friend’s contacts), a sealing scroll tucked in my arms, and Wood Release abilities, I’ve become the hope for the Tang Sect’s rise and revival in Douluo Dalu.

But wait… Is there really nothing wrong with charging into the Peerless ○ Sect set with Naruto’s cheat powers?

Anyway, welcome to “How I Got So Into Cosplay I Became a Person from Another World,” “A Compatibility Test Report on Wood Release and Blue Silver Grass,” “Is There Something Wrong with Using Flying Thunder God in Douluo Dalu?” and “Why Does My Junior Brother Seem to Be the Protagonist?”

The protagonist isn’t a typical cosplay transmigrator. He has his own name and doesn’t have to play a character.

There’s no CP in the ending, though there will probably be some light all-ships content, with hints of friendship, family, and romance.

Canon couples will be broken up.

The author has wicked tastes, so there may be some “You’re all my wings” moments.

The protagonist is probably semi-invincible. The author has plenty of headcanons, so feel free to point out any mistakes.

This story is written purely for love. OOC characterization is inevitable, so please bear with me.