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living here, so walking without shame made sense.
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something, notable by her moving eyes and—if one paid close enough attention—itching brows. These little facts made her piercing gaze quite a menace for some souls. Some quivered, dancing around the river, and hoping to escape further into the river.
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that time arrived again. Finding that ridiculous soul that met its End was never an easy affair. She hoped it wouldn''t create another problem for anyone, including herself.
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something since no mortals knew of this, while even Gods could never walk here. It was her office, detached from reality, though still part of everything.
something. Her physical body was solid, in contrast to the ghostly, translucent souls that comprised their core existence.
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they wouldn''t allow it.
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Chance? Should I even give it? Why? What for? Afterlife thought It could be something big or small, yet the results might be the opposite.
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they did ask about the Cursed One.
sight around. She found her target immediately. Tears A couple of small tears rolled from her eyes and her back crouched, as she fell to the ground. She didn''t cry. She wasn''t sure what she was doing.
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The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation.
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[Report has not been found.] the noise said, forcing a bunch of unnerving force onto the little soul. [Weird. Beginning reconsiderations, finding news. A change of pace of Cu... Cursed One? Wait!]
[Starting the recognition process...for now. Reincarnation Vase of the Sector Belittle located. Peculiar one, I see. That time came? Variant 24: Case 173. I see, and not. I can''t but I shall] A voice that spoke thousands of voices and noises spoke, but the awareness of the Cursed One was dull and stale.
[Culculating the possible reasons...] The noises spoke again, pondering.
[Oh... God!]
[That sounds and looks awful. Oh well, what is there then?]
[Sector is...Questionable and impossible. Now, what to think? The timing is... too soon and far too detached. But... It can come.]
[Following the calculation of reincarnations... Variable causes are wild and complex. Almost inevitable. Weird.] The noise paused for an unknown amount of time, before restarting. [New Beginning is required. Restart is implausible, nor the Rules were... overruled? The Breach has been issued and resolved.]
[A New Beginning is a mandatory prelude to solving the foremost problems. Possible subjects of interest in the Sector are...12. That... is a million times less than average. How peculiar and improper for this sort of Domain. As expected of Cursed One.]
[Now, rolling the dice!]
[Out of 12, which it will be?] The noise talked to itself, shimmering noises ached as if something happened.
[3] A number rang in the middle of nothing.
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[3??! That is... R-rerolls?! Re... I can''t... Hey!]
[Damned Craven...] The noise cursed and continued [Itterations none. Curses? Some... Possibilities? Endl... Some. Variant 24: Choice 3. Case? Cursed One. Domain: Battleworld. Sector: Belittle. A problematic planet, but it is what it is. We are curious but welcoming the change...and challenge!] the noise forcefully said.
[Inilitalizating rebirth.]
[Finding the passable body.]
[Locked on.]
[Starting... Oh, don''t fight back! It will only hurt you.]
[Get going, you cursed thing! We—or those above—won''t lose against you.]
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What was that noise? It spoke and shouted again like a chirping monkey. A laughably weak, dull, yet steady voice spoke in the darkness. Wait... Monkeys don''t chirp. What was that for again? Have I become schizophrenic after all these times? How annoying. It''s dark... Where Am I? It feels.... like I slept for a long time. Is it another messy start? That is strange no matter how many times I feel it. What am I this time? Who, even?
open their eyes. There was confusion and darkness that was fundamentally just feeling alone. It wasn''t physical, unless... this was a guess. Cursed One could be something else than its essence. After becoming aware of another life, finding clarity about what was going on was the first step.
some reason. It had been a while since it felt any sense. How long? It couldn''t tell. It struggled to differentiate poor ideas from normal thoughts.
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Anyhow, is there a new body for me, or is it just my soul? What is there? Where am I!? I mean... It is good that my awareness is shining, but where is the rest? It should be there; outside of my senses for now. What do I have? Memories... They are there, in my mind. Good. My awareness is intact and so are my memory fragments. Untouched. Right. My name is Murai Hisagi. A world-class assassin in my previous life, bearer of speed and daggers of justice. Well, the last part is a joke. What a run! I was a damn powerful figure in other lives too! What a life that was before. I have no regrets about ending it on a high note. Murai thought, laughing in his mind for a long, long time.
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What is wrong with this? Is this... a new kind of place, or body? I feel something is wrong. I can''t move at all. Am I confined since birth, or do I have a certain deficit such as blindness or... No... Don''t tell me it''s like that time! No! Please! I am not ready to have another dull life! It wouldn''t be the first time to be like this, so I don''t give a crap about this. I need some sense first... Silence...Change. I need some sense of my situation. He decided to not fall into a depression, but couldn''t help but be bothered about this situation.
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A soul strike? What in the world is happening!? Does someone want to seek my soul? Fuck OFF! Murai cried in his mind, aware that something entered his soul. There was something in there called Soul Space from his memory. It was supposed to be a fairly important piece of something he had awakened not that man lives ago. It was supposed to be a massive help, or so someone said. Who? Murai didn''t have time to hinder his ideas.
that.
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[Greetings Murai Hisagi. Battleworld greets our new addition. It is a surprising change of pace, but a welcomed one regardless of circumstances and uniqueness]
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[We hope you will have a safe journey and the yearning to travel the world to the best of your abilities. Live the life that was brought to you like a gift from the Gods. A true Blessing! Find the life you never had, as a former someone with a name and memories to take. A new chance in life is a chance like winning a lottery. Congratulations!]
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[Following your new life, a series of adjustments are here for your life]
[For the start, you are in a Low Sector Domain—the name isn''t needed—and on the planet called Battleworld. Your starts will act according to the Will of the Battleworld, which will improve and inform you of your progress and possibilities]
[Battleworld is a vicious place filled with danger]
[Law of the jungle and power rules this world. Thus, Will of the Battleworld will speak when it needs to, giving you hints and a great time ahead. More on that later]
[Soon enough, the soul of the World shall accompany you as well, giving you the addition of a Life Companionship that will give you the privilege to live as a Blessed, dear Citizen]
[Blessed are neat beings, so think of it as a worthy Title for your soul, Old One]
[In the meantime, adjust yourself to your life and start learning about it in your own way. The adjustments will be done shortly, allowing your footsteps to be ready in a harsh and unsteady Battleworld. We wish you the best of luck]
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[NAME: Murai Hisagi / no nicknames, no Titles detected]
[AGE: 20 days / no time-variants, yet oldness detected]
[SPECIES: Anatidae [former ones: human, elf, demons, devil, god, leaf, stone...] / Species properties or specialties yet to be detected. Evolutions are highly possible in this demonic beast species] Variants UNKNOWN.
[SUBSPECIES: None / Class E duckling, Seedling Stage contained, Grade, or hidden properties UNKNOWN]
[PHYSICALITY: Duck/duckling of the Anatidae species with no change in physicality from evolutions or growth.Almost like a chick]
[ATTRIBUTES]
[Strenght: -10]
[Dexterity: -10]
[Vitality: 0]
[Wisdom: 100]
[ABILITIES: NONE]
[BLESSINGS: NONE]
[EQUIPMENT: NONE]
[LEVEL: 0]
[POWER LEVEL: Less than a pebble on the road, but a pebble nonetheless]
[TASK: Get out of the eggshell / REWARD: Accomplished freedom! Additional status rundown and elevated attributes]
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what he was.
This... This is a motherfucking DUCK! He freaked out. I got a flying, running, diving, swimming, and quacking duck this time?! How? Why? What in the actual fuckery is this, you lunatics?! Is it some joke that you came up with as your last resort to shackle my heart?! You damn wished! A stone a few dozen or so times ago, and now this? Forget a leaf of an immortal tree, I don''t want to be a duck. Why not a wolf... or something cooler?
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