《Love Heart Online: Yandere's Game of Change [VRMMO SCI-FI LITRPG]》 Chapter 001: Most Eventful Day (Part 1) < Amor-Cordis - 1st PoV > If someone were to ask which day was the most important one to my future success; I would have to say it was not one that defined my early years as a human. Instead I would say it was the end of them. A little confusing to understand for most, yet given the context that I have, it is hardly a strange answer to the question. In fact someone would likely call me a fool or liar if I went for any day of my life. Whether it concerns what happens in the future or past. This day didnt come as a surprise to me at all though. Quite the contrary since I knew well that the broader points of the day would occur, even if some unexpected situations did occur during it due to some error on my part, but I shall recount the events just so were all in agreement. See it all starts in an alternate future at XXX5 where the entire world as we knew it had long changed to be ruled by countless kratocracies. That change occurred due to a little known game called Love Heart Online which, despite its name, was not a fluffy romance visual novel but the most advanced & brutal VRMMO to ever exist. In fact it was quite the bloody game if one considered the level of detail; even certain events that one could consider belonging to a smut franchise did occur within. It did not take place in a single world either as there were countless different worlds that one could just come into. Through the game one got to slowly level up their power, different races gaining strength at different rates while different classes gave different bonuses to those wielding them. The important part was that all the strength gained by the game character Wasnt the strength of the game character but your strength as well! Many were scared at first. Yet considering they changed into their custom game avatars helped make some instant celebrities overnight; none more joyous than those wealthy people who invested into the game early whether through investing into the attached virtual currency or making a guild. There were still those less than pleased due to either making their character into some sort of funny looking joke, being a feral race and those that were just from a stereotypically ugly race. Nonetheless, there was never going to be any compensation for those unfortunate enough to not take the game seriously at the start. This was because the new world created by the guilds was a cruel one. In a world where many were given superpowers it was hardly shocking that many chose to abuse those powers for their own gain. Among those, there were a large group that simply resorted to devious means in order to gain wealth & infamy. Just as believable were those who desired more power since more power meant longer lives with less difficulty. The modern world could do nothing to stop those villains that run amok while - as if to add insult to injury - the monsters from the game started appearing in real life. With this being the case the people could only rely on the players in order to try to maintain what modicum of a normal life they had. Of course, there were attempts to control the players by the governments yet many of those players were youths who had been put down by the current system. When those old men - that they always heard bad news about - began trying to leash them Well, it only made sense they werent receptive, so they became something more akin to vigilanties than employees. Compared to the old ailing governments the different businesses were much quicker on the uptake of the changes, sponsoring many of the powerful guilds if they didnt have those of their own. Obviously those who already had their hands in the game were even better at this; allowing them a huge head start. Given ten years time of game influencing real life and now those governments dont exist or (if they do) its as a shell that has no choice to bow their heads to the guilds. Those guilds split the world into their own territories just like in the game world but with even more freedom since there were no overpowered npcs who would tell them no. There were attempts by governments to contact the moderators or even creator of the game so they could potentially help control the situation by moderating reality... That failed. Unfortunately, few guilds could claim to be filled to the brim with righteous members with many members using their power to abuse free agents as well as normies as they called us. I used us intentionally as I had also never played the game in my first life. My reasoning was that my mommy had told me that my first life would best be filled with suffering so I could unleash that as potential in my second chance. As an obedient boy I obviously listened to my mommys words thus (even after she finished training and teaching me) I willingly went into a poor orphanage. From there I didnt attempt to better my situation leading to me living the life of a regular orphan in a poor neighbourhood. It was more easy than not for a child to have their lives ruined by their environment with nearly no hope for reform. There was no way to enter the game if I struggled to even afford enough water to live, thus no way I got to become a player, leading to a chaotic time when the monsters first came. Life was no better from there yet I still managed to live to the age of 28. Not particularly old - especially now that people could live for hundreds of years just by changing race - but certainly longer than one would have expected. But enough about that; its time to stop with the sermon and instead time to go into the most important day as well as the last as a mere mortal. I was just gazing out the window of one of the strongest guilds that came out of the game; the infamous {HERO} guild. In fact the window I was wiping - overlooking the magnificent marble tower like out of those Greek inspired stories - belonged to one of their members. A rather high ranking member at that. The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. They had a huge variety of race-change items allowing them to become one of if not the biggest guilds even just in terms of capital. This was thanks to the fact that they happened to pick the world as well as area with [Rosario Stones] needed for race change giving them a monopoly on such an important item before it came to light. With that it was easy for them to trade for race-change & upgrade items, easily letting them eat a large chunk of the central European territory starting from the capital of the world, taking over Germany thus solidifying themselves. Evidently, they wouldnt have been successful with just that as it would be likely that people wouldnt let such an important item get away, yet a few factors ensured their stranglehold. A major one was the fact that (for the vast majority of the people inside the game) no one had any clue of the importance of the stones. This was due to how the identification skill worked only with the information the player had gathered thus to most they were just regular stones. Even if the truth was known most would assume there would be another source due to them being easy to find there - in addition to constant healing/respawning of the veins. They were also founded by the youngest lord of the very people who ran the Vagen company as well as family, giving plenty of capital to invest, letting them shoot ahead. By the time anyone knew what was happening the guild already had a huge lead yet people still argue to this day when they realised the true value of the stones. It also helped that their engineering background gave them even greater advantages when the true worth of the game was discovered. Not to mention; they already had spent quite a lot of time as a military contractor so had plenty of relevant blueprints to work from. One may consider it good that I was working for such a prestigious guild, however What is a stupid slave like you doing! A loud voice called out behind me before I found my little body being thrown to the side by a powerful slap. This hit was of course from the fat Lux-Elf who owned the manor where I was forced to work; some time ago a member of the guild took interest in me for my pure white skin in combination to my short stature. According to them I was a perfect trap so, to play a practical joke, they forcibly made me sign a slavery contract using their obviously superior physical power. I wasnt that opposed since it gave me more chances to gather information for my second chance (just like mommy told me) but that person ended up gifting me to my current owner. At first he believed I was a cute little girl and was very displeased when he woke up - hung-over with a powerful migraine - only to find out that I was not. Since then hes pretty much found any reason he can to hit me - not that I mind that as it means he also brings me everywhere. Thanks to this, I have gotten about all the information I wanted as well as had the chance to meet someone special. A beautiful voice called out before I even hit the ground; finding myself inside the soft vanilla scented embrace of a very literal angel. You shouldnt be so harsh to anyone let alone a poor little mortal who youve probably forced into your service! She spoke with utter disgust with the man while a warmth flooded through my aching body to subdue any pain. I wish I could do more for you than this every time we meet That sweet voice whispered gently with obvious pain within her voice which seemed to eclipse anything I had ever felt. This didnt surprise me anymore as this woman was one that I knew well as she was from another, although smaller, guild that became famous for their just personalities combined with their overwhelming power. In particular she was a holy paladin called Jesse Harper. Only a year older than me. She, as well as a lot of her guildmates, had all attended the number one academy within the world that was built upon an artificial island in the pacific ocean called Frux. Even with all that had happened to the world the academy managed to remain as a place of education as those alumni continued to protect it as a place of equal opportunity. They thus named their guild Frux; the highest ranked socially as well as in terms of individual strength with each member pretty much being a ranker in the game. Tsk the piece of shit decided to come here himself but pretended to be a girl and seduced me yet I still let keep the job! The plump pig retreated nevertheless he made sure to slander me while he was at it. Two other guild members that came with the opposing pair didnt even try to keep in their mocking laughter at their guildmate''s poor excuse. One with shaggy blonde hair with blue eyes, typical hero looking type, approached us with a smile that somehow managed to mix egotistical prick & ikeman together perfectly. Please forgive him, you know how people like him can get, best just to laugh it off hahaha. Although both him and the pretty brunette witch (while glaring at Jesse) laughed off the fat elfs vicious actions; my sweet angel obviously continued to frown. These jokers were both friends of the head of HERO, thus core members just like the fat elf who also ended up laughing like the suck up he was. Being core members also meant they were all rankers with the ikeman knight being the strongest as well as most popular within the guild due to his dashing good looks and bright personality. Personally I wanted to reach into his skull and tear out those eyes that dared to look at the woman planned to woo in the future Or the past? Reincarnation and such present a lot of problems chronologically, I suppose? Chapter 001: Most Eventful Day (Part 2) The prick and the vixen were called Gunter and Leonie with the big boss behind the scene going by the stereotypical villainous Klaus. Sure enough, they all had obviously german names, but I cant seem to remember the fat man''s name. Ive always just called him Umpa Lumpa in my head. Much to my disappointment, Jesse eventually let go of me after petting me head with a sad smile on her lips to head away with those two. That just left me alone with the fat man who looked at me with resentment in his eyes as soon as he heard the door around the corner close with a *thud* - as if a signal from his team mates. What are you waiting for; get me my dinner! He had already eaten a couple hours ago yet Im sure it must take a lot of effort to maintain his figure thus I was headed off towards the kitchen. Today would be different though; after all I had collected information for ten years in the future (with time moving faster inside the game than outside with slight variations between the different worlds). In other words - I had no more need for the fat loath. That in mind I made sure to add a certain little ingredient to his final meal - a little liquid I managed to nab many years ago thanks to working on the streets like an urchin does. Mommy had told me that there would be a huge change in the world and that I was to remain powerless thus I also had the idea that some petty revenge would be nice. Sure enough, he gobbled his food up with just a quick took you long enough once I set it down in front of him upon his studies desk. In a matter of moments that liquid reacted due to the enzymes in his saliva - causing it to transform into a foam that expands as they tend to do. Finding his windpipe blocked up he did the obvious manoeuvre of clutching his throat while falling to the floor; truly the classics never fail to impress so I gave a clap. The look he gave me, a one mixed between demanding and resentful, informed me that at first he didnt even realise what was happening. When he noticed my clapping he no doubt released soon afterward exactly what had occurred - so that changed to horror. Perfect revival is apparently possible if the corpse still had the two most major organs in good enough condition, so, I decided to carve his heart out from his chest with a letter opener he had made from mithirl before eating that along with his brain. That whole song & dance isnt important to the story though; for his brain it really didnt take me long to eat so I had that first for those that are curious. Still I was a studious girl so I decided to do another round inside his archives while nomming on the deliciously vindictive meal. Most of what I found was stuff I already knew. Nonetheless, I went ahead as it literally would cost me nothing, not even the time used up would matter as this part of my major plan was coming to an end. I did find some interesting information about a dungeon that the major dungeon within the city that possessed the rights for the {Rosario Stone Mine} wasnt originally known. It was actually thanks to clearing the dungeon for the first time, saving the city, that the HERO managed to raise up the ranks of the planet. From there, they proceeded to use the dungeon to grind exp of their newer as well as older members, quickly allowing them to grow all their members to consolidate their position into history. The thing is They had apparently long known about the dungeon for around 6 months before the dungeon ever became a problem (as well as 6 after the game came out). As such, they had actually committed an illegal act of letting a dungeon grow into a problem in order to take over what became the trading capital of the planet with the kingdom being none the wiser. This certainly brought many ideas to my mind nonetheless, before I could finish my thoughts on my slowly changing plans, I fell to the floor. It took me a moment to realise that I no longer had my legs attached due to them having been rudely cut off. I knew that oaf would get himself killed in some dumb fashion Now, now, he is still a major part of our guild that is vital in knocking down those Frux bastards a few pegs by letting us take hostage the rich brats attending the school. Both of the other guild members in HERO didnt even bother looking to see whether I was alive. Instead, one of them each stepped over either my legs or torso, to check their fatty friend only for the ever bitchy Leonie to let out a disgusted (but not horrified) gasp. The little bitch has removed his heart and brain so we cant revive him! Accompanying that yell was her heeled foot that collided with my chest in order to send me sailing through the air into a nearby bookcase that soon resulted in books burying me. The egotistical man came over to me, crouching in a poor attempt to meet my eyes while flashing a smile, as if he hadnt just removed my legs. Using his disgusting over-perfumed hand in an attempt to sooth me as he politely took me out from under the books. Why dont you tell me where you- *ptui* Before he could finish speaking I spat a chunk of heart in his eye making him accidentally slam my head into the floor. Once more, I didnt care about that, though it would be harder to begin the process of my second chance without legs. I would likely run out of blood any moment, though, so I was hardly worried about that. They tasted nice~! Offering the pair the biggest smile I could - propping myself up against the bookcase to make sure they noticed - since Mommy always said it was happy to give them a big smile. If you always give them a smile they would never get their satisfaction thus making you satisfied; even if you lost the battle you would win the war. The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation. Thankfully, upon seeing the chunk of meat hit her guild mates face, the bitch of a witch seemed to realise exactly what had happened and squealed out like a pig in displeasure. That monster bloody ate his heart & brain! Still wiping the blood from his eye - the slower Gunter paused for a moment before panic filled his face - in turn filling my heart with satisfaction. As usual - mommy was right - this was very satisfying. What the hell are we supposed to do, that bitch is already here, how are we meant to take her out with just us two! Dont shout at me; you do something since you''re a high-ranker! Shes a higher rank than me so I needed his support! The two broke into argument for quite some time since they had initially planned to take Jesse - who had come in order to actually come diplomatically about an outreach program - hostage for some benefit. I may not have been a good person but at least I recognised how taking advantage of an outreach program to attack wouldnt work well in the long term. However, that wouldnt come to fruition as they simply werent strong enough to take her out without support from the umpa lumpa. The reason for this was actually quite simple; Jesse was ranked in the top ten while Gunter only ever managed to hit rank 30 globally (at max) through items! Their anger didnt remain on eachother Soon it instead turned to me. After the couple hours of torture from the two members of, the ever ironically named, HERO I couldnt help but laugh despite my bloodied appearance. This made both of them back away on account of having little flesh left upon my muscle yet I couldnt help speaking up as I could feel my life slipping away. I have a power you know; one inherited from my mommy. Dont see how that helps you now. Leonie smugly answered with a smirk while playing around with one of my severed fingers. I get a second chance when I die so dont worry; Ill make sure to meet you! It appeared Gunter had read his fair share of novels in the past since his eyes widened before he quickly reached into his inventory with a pale face. Use all your potions and anything else in order to make sure that bitch doesnt die! Why would I- Too late~? I said singingly before dying while laughing in a fashion that would make my ever grinning mommy proud. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- I opened my eyes once more, truly no rest for the wicked, to see a sky filled with the crimson red of sunset. It was almost as if the world itself was telling me that that chapter of my life was done thus I would soon need to embrace my new life. Truly fitting as I could instantly tell there was one major difference; although I had certainly lived in an orphanage it wasnt anything like this place. In fact - I wasnt sure if this was really an orphanage at all - there was far too much space in the backyard leading me to not being able to tell where in the world I was. Behind me was a large manor but a grand garden lay in front of me. This garden mainly consisted of a wide variety of different rose bush types yet it didnt end there; since there were even many neatly organised trees that were considered rare in the past. In other words, it was filled with many mortal-grade plants that were so low in mana that one couldnt even consider them special at all. That certainly meant I had gone back into the past since few of such plants managed to survive after LHO and those that did were raised in greenhouses (by normie slaves to prevent contamination) for the rich. There were also some at Frux, for the purpose of research with the normies being paid very well to make up for the lack of time grinding in game, but Id never been there either. Either way they certainly couldnt be sat under the sun like this - though I could sense some mana in the air it wasnt enough. As for that manor, it was remarkably big even if not made from the rare materials that were used to create the Umpa Lumpas home, certainly impressive if this is the past. From what I could see from my position - the property appeared to cover enough ground to fit an entire large town inside. To afford that much land must mean they were incredibly wealthy; a family like this never just having one property under their name. In fact, they may just be as rich as the Vagen family if one considers the materials the manner is produced from. Being made from a diverse range of different woods & stones to manage something that appears to be rustic germanian yet plenty modern with the various lamps around. On top of that the floors were also paved beautifully with detailing of different symbols depending on where they seemed to head; for example the floor garden has a flowery engraving all the way down. One thing was certain though - I had never been here before. Looking around some more I discovered I was actually lying upon a deck chair in a nice little one piece dress with a book by my side on surgery. Upon that was a note that said from mommy which made me smile. Though if I had to bring up a point of concern; not only was I wearing a dress but I dont seem to remember having black skin Certainly something to question. Chapter 002: Meeting The Family My skin tone & setting wasn''t the only major change that I noticed; even if they certainly were the most obvious at a first glance. It was a strange feeling, at first I didn''t even realise what it was, but between my legs there was most definitely a definite lack of ''manhood'' that made me unconsciously raise a brow. That being the case - there was no way I wouldnt want to get to the bottom of this change. As such I reached down to my wonderfully silky one piece dress; using one hand to gently hitch up the skirt of my new dress in order to get a good view of what there was. Strangely I noticed that my body was far smaller than my previous one which was a good indication I was also younger. Below my dress, though, were some little white & blue striped panties that were certainly too smooth to be hiding anything underneath from anyone. "It would seem I''m indeed a gi-" "What are you doing Armor?!" A mature female voice cut through my deliberation leading to me turning towards them - right in front of me was a rich looking white lady who was wearing a similar dress as myself. Of course, the dress and apparently gender were the only things the same between us, there was also another girl who was a bit taller than I was at the moment. I had always been short so this probably meant she was a tad younger then I was. Then again, I couldn''t really be sure, maybe this new body would grow up to be taller than my previous one was? Still this body obviously had some history - one which led to the lady being quite worried about my appearance as she quickly pushed my skirt down. A rather obvious reaction to seeing a little girl flipping her skirt up I suppose. When she pressed her hand against my forehead to check my temperature I suddenly felt my brain heat up as a flood of memories entered my head. Although my name was the same as in my past life; the contents of my previous & current life could not be anymore averse. While it was still true that my mommy was gone I was not abandoned at a poor orphanage but picked up by a couple who were friends with mommy soon after I was born as opposed to the 10 or so years I had training. The couple themselves were struggling to bear fruit themselves at the time. Having only managed a single son through external insemination yet still desiring a daughter of their own to raise - hence they ended up more than happy to adopt me. This woman testing my temperature (to make sure I wasnt loopy) was the exact woman, Sarah Porshi, who was struggling to give birth Not that she hadn''t. In fact, the girl who arrived behind her proved such, she ended up conceiving just under a year after I arrived making me quite fearful for my position in the family. Surprisingly the Porshi family was a warm one with plenty of cash so I neednt have been fearful of them suddenly abandoning me. Since I was in their care I would need to make sure that I wouldnt besmirch their name so some changes would need to be made to my plans to cast them in the best light but I should sooth her first. Sowi mom Had a bwad dweam where I was a boy wike bwother! I spoke in a sad fashion while wrapping my arms around moms arm in a fawn-like fashion. The baby talk is of course something I fully intended to do - there being no possible way I would be so bad at controlling this body that I naturally just slurred my words. She quickly caved in to gently stroke my head, a doting smile while patiently whispering into my ear, rocking her body softly as if trying to lul my energy. Now, now, I told you not to sleep under the sun since youll get bad dreams. My silly girl I just hummed softly gently to her sermon while enjoying the brand new warmth that surely can only seemingly be brought from a motherly figure. It was a strange feeling yet I felt it was certainly something I could get used to; at the very least it seemed worth the inconveniences that my new family brought. Mom seemed to have spotted the surgery book upon the beach chair - picking it up to study it though keeping me inside her embrace. This is the book left by your real parents Do you enjoy it; seems a bit advanced for a five year old girl? Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more. I could hear a bit of doubt inside her voice, likely worried I was missing my real parents, so I decided to use my cuteness to seduce her a bit more. I wove the book wike a wove you mom! With that I dove into her ample chest only to be greatly surprised with just how soft her chest was even if it was a little fake. At the very least - while it was very comfortable - I soon had to say goodbye to it. Mo~m! Its not fair! You always give her all your attention! The always jealous little Alexis cried out in dismay that she wasnt getting any attention. Of course, she always got attention, yet it seemed to make her more vindictive which was a trait I hoped she would slowly fix. It would make both mom & dad sad if I had to eliminate her in the future. Still I willingly gave up my place, nuzzling moms chest, while looking up at her with that same bubbly smile that I always gave to just about everyone. Dont Wowie momma. Amow big girl now, so cawch up water! Are you sure? She said gently with a worried frown clearly on her face; her eyes had am I relying on her maturity too much written clearly inside. Nonetheless, I didnt get greedy and nodded my head with a proud shining smile, a beacon of confidence if one had ever been seen. Seeing my reaction - the little brat wasted no time in pulling mom away while screaming her head off like a little blonde banshee - only making it harder not to put her on my list. Huwwy up! Of course, there was no way I was actually being nice to that fool of brat, Im playing the long game where Ill be far more appreciated than her. In fact it was very likely that mom & dad will always unconsciously compare her to me - such as saying why cant you be understanding like your older sister or thats strange, Amor understood instantly. They were only little words that may pop up once a month, or maybe even less, yet itll slowly build up giving me endless satisfaction. That fool was none the wiser to this master plan; meanwhile mom seemed already relieved at my understanding nature as I just gave her an understanding yet happy smile. Remember that our Merlin wants to talk with you about something, so go see him before we all meet up for our evening meal, okay? Wight momma~! Waving her away with a big smile on my face as she proceeded to walk back towards the manor with Alexis hand tightly in her grasp. It wasnt as if I was just sending her away for my long term plot to monopolise; instead I did have some other reasons. There were a few reasons why I desired to be by myself for now - though all of them could be put under the general umbrella of studying my body. That was not in any way perverse since I currently had zero desires of that kind; instead it was because I had certain questions. Such as why I couldnt feel my heart beat or why I had still not taken a breath since awakening from my previous life. Pressing my hand against my chest I discovered that, sure enough, there was neither a beating heart nor inflating lungs. This was certainly an interesting development yet what to do with this information I had absolutely no clue. Afterall I have no ability to study myself more than that; I certainly wouldnt be stripping my clothes once more since that would displease mom. That being the case, it may be a better idea to go meet up with father, he did seem to want something from me. There was a major problem with that though - I have absolutely no idea where he could possibly be. As I had previously noted, this property was insanely large especially for a 5 year old child who is below average height, with this only being our winter home. In the words of rather - only used this home to escape from the homelands cold hence it was rather small & homely. Compared to the more modern homes we have in the various cities across the world; this manor is absolutely tiny yet still far too much for me to explore alone. Thankfully there should be servants somewhere around that I can ask so I would just have to wander around. Indubitably I did not forgot to grab my book, hugging it against my chest, before jumping out my seat to land with a satisfying *plop* on the floor. There was an unnatural lightness to my body that combined with a springiness to my step that I could never have expected from a toddler. As such I lost my balance, to fall onto the floor with a *thud*, making a frown unconsciously form on my face. It seems I will need to practise walking Chapter 003: Wrong Butterfly The process of walking was quickly proving to be far more complex than I remember it being as I couldnt help falling over quite a few times. It is certainly embarrassing to me that this was the thing getting in the way of my second chance at life; fortunately my new parents & servants knew about my weakness. Although the previous me wasnt aware, with the knowledge gained due to my past life, I quickly realised that the dress I wore was lightly padded. When combined with how well maintained these pavements were - there was essentially no risk in me accidentally skimming my knee. They didn need tu go so faw My hands unconsciously reach up to press my chubby cheeks only to feel a warmth radiating out from them. There was a certain level of relief that I could still feel embarrassment, however, that didnt change the fact that it was embarrassing. I also couldnt just complain about it since that would make me ungrateful about them taking care of my well being. From my experiences in the slums I knew that one scratch can easily cause one to lose an entire limb if left unchecked. Considering the personality I projected to others - bubbly and kind of air headed at times - they would obviously assume I would just keep any scrapes I get to myself. On top of that they would be right about me doing that. No way I would expose the fact that I fell over. But I am noticing that this is even worse than before; if I had to guess why it would probably be due to a difference in proportions? With my legs and other limbs being obviously far smaller having a large effect, having said that, there was an even more integral than that. Being a female meant that my hips to my shoulders were slightly differently proportioned with that probably only getting worse as time went on. Perhaps my mommy had predicted that would cause me issues (like it was) thus decided to have me regress at the age of five? Afterall, as smart as I no doubt am, there would certainly be significantly greater issues if I had to get used to that vast difference as a grown woman. Plus it would be far more dangerous & absurd to be tumbling around as an adult. At the same time It would have been even better if she just had me regress into the form of a baby thus there would be even less issues in adapting to the differences. In fact, I would probably be able to adapt faster than a normal baby, but even this can be explained away. Mommy is sadistic so of course she would make me suffer a bit; at the very least this will lead to less baby birthed boredom while still presenting the same chance to be declared a prodigy Though - upon the topic of being a genius - that didnt seem to help whatsoever in finding my way to my daddy as I was well and truly lost with no servants in sight. My only answer for this absurd event would be that it was a day when we only had essential workers since my parents were quite generous employers. Before they had us, everyone but the driver was apparently given a vacation once a month while they went on a date, however with three children they obviously needed more help to ensure our safety. Didnt change the fact I had no idea where my father was nor really where I was. The area I currently was, was a beautiful wooded area with flowers in mid bloom. Overall, it was a pleasing experience with that floral scent mixing with the natural musk that one could only find in between a set of well aged trees. I experienced it quite a bit in my previous life since I used to do contraband runs where forests came in handy to help confuse anyone trying to track me. As relaxing as I find the forest, it doesnt change the fact that Im lost, something I would likely be remorselessly teased about if my new family found out. Afterall the floor itself acted as a literal guide to anywhere one could want to go; it just so happened I was so busy trying to avoid hitting the ground that I forgot to look at the ground Obviously - I couldnt actually be blamed for this - so I decided that I would try to convince my parents to get a holopad in the future as to prevent this situation. For now I should just try to regain my bearings; looking around things werent looking good as I didnt actually recognise anything to do with this area even when comparing against the memories that came with this new body of mine. Other than the stone pavement there were only trees that, upon closer inspection, had been groomed in order to ensure they were as healthy as possible. Many colourful flowers made their home between the decently sparse trees - allowing for me to truly see the beautiful chaos of nature even if it was a man-made variant of it. Though I was wandering around at random at this point there were worse places to be lost within; stepping onto the grass allowed me to hear satisfying *crunch* that brought the whole feeling of nature together. The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.Closing my eyes - I just took a deep breath - allowing for the holt to fully dance across all my senses with its soothing warmth. From the soft smell of moss, feeling of grass crunching against my feet, gently wind blowing across my limbs and the taste which said wind could bring. Abruptly I felt something land on my head, causing my hair to be pushed down, resulting in me looking up to notice the rather strange colours of my hair that faded from blonde to pink. Honestly I was mightily impressed with how soft and volume-filled my hair was; just running my dainty fingers through provided great bliss. Didnt help me in seeing what landed on my head . Despite shaking my head a little, it didnt fall off meaning it was unlikely to be a leaf as I imagined it was. The worry that it may be bird plop ruining my wonderful new hair made me soon feel tears welling up. An action that ended up being useless as the weight vanished moments later I managed to catch a beautiful albino butterfly fluttering by; whose wings seemed like two rorschach tests that appeared to change with every flap of their wings. Although it was a species of bug I didnt know - that wasnt very surprising - I had more things to focus on than categorising all types of insect. However, this bug was different, something about this butterfly caught my eyes making my brow rise as it danced around me. An energy I never got to use myself but had experienced tons in my time under the umpa lumpa The term they often called it was mana yet mommy said the mana was the spiritual energy from a bitch that shouldnt be able to interfere with the world right now. As such it would likely be better to call this Spiritual Energy which was possessed by nature itself in order to help sustain a healthy ecosystem without intervention. Some beings have more than others while some even seem to be selected by nature itself to become something referred to as a guardian beast. Even if this world didnt have much energy at present, there were still a few examples, often becoming cryptids by those who manage to catch a brief glance of them in their superpowered glory. Throughout history there were also many examples where humans had managed to tap into this very energy although they were nothing compared to what would happen in the future. This butterfly seemed to be one of those guardian beasts; something Im even more sure of with seeing how it danced around me as if it wanted me to follow it. Having nothing to lose I decided to do just that. If it wanted to kill me I imagine it would be easy enough even with that small body it has. Accompanying the butterfly quickly took me away from the path yet I didnt worry about the intentions of my escort. Why would an animal, let alone an insect, follow the roads made by humans for humans? If anything they would avoid man-made paths since they were more likely to be killed at the whims of barbarous people who thought no better since they were just an animal. As such I silently followed the butterfly while admiring the unique beauty that the tiniest guardian beast had with its own unique wings. What are you doing coming out of the woods and where is Thompson? I heard a voice echoing from in front - turning towards it I saw a tall 6 footish man with a well toned body wearing just a dress shirt & pants. His golden hair was combed back with his stern aqua eyes with some small vestiges of time hidden in the corners in the form of a crow''s feet. This stern looking man was my father; looking around at the targets in the distance as well as a small array of guns inside of a (usually sealed locker) it would appear this was the target range. According to mom, dad had actually met my parents at a shooting range due to being quite the vivid collector of firearms himself, quickly hitting it off with my real father. Considering they were having trouble conceiving (only managing a son through artificial means) they were more than happy to do the favour of adopting me. Seeing the man look around sternly as if looking to have a word with the head butler I couldnt help but present a bubbly smile to him. Grwampa isn ere; I made my way here aw by mysewf! So I exclaimed, placing my fists against my hips while proudly pushing my chest out. It seemed he was indeed quite impressed since his brows lifted up yet he soon returned to his usual facade while lifting a hand to lecture me. You shouldnt go to places by yourself; Thompson will be worriedly waiting at the manor wondering where you went. Ah Of course my parents would know I had no idea where my father would be so left someone to guide me safely Hindsight is irrelevant worrying about, anyway. I also began to wonder why father didnt react to the guardian butterfly yet now, no matter how much I looked around, they were nowhere to be seen. Are you listening, Amor? His stern voice made my shoulders tense up as I gazed toward him. Yes fawther Chapter 004: A Gift From Birth Parents Seeing the growing Germanic man staring down at me, I couldnt help but find myself wildly curious about how much of this new life was premeditated and how much was luck. After all, the wealthy Porshi family I found myself in were competitors to the Vagen family; both having come from Germany. Though that was hardly surprising. There were only a few countries within Europe that hadnt become part of the Great German Empire after the first and, shortly following, second great wars where the Kaiser led the fatherland to glory. From then on it was easy to have Germany keep its place as the top country - with America only being able to spout their lies due to the vastness of their nation making invasion simply not worth the effort despite all their little prodding behaviours during and after the second great war. Among the companies it was only obvious the two that practically represented the fabled German Engineering would be the ones to succeed. Both Porshi & Vagen being two leading figures within the realm of economics (thus also backroom politics) of the world - with few other families able to even think of comparing to them. Even most royal families needed to bow their head with only the Hohenzollerns who ran Germany to this day garnering any respect from us. Obviously my enemy in this life would just so happen to be Vagen with me having great desire to make Klaus suffer exactly what he deserves even if he never knew me even in my past life. With my new family already being in prime position - in addition to having the desire - there is no way I wouldnt be able to cut into his bottom line. There was the fact that I wasnt their birth child so I may not be able to get as much support early into the game Yet there is no doubt that will change when the world discovers the true worth hidden in Love Heart Online. I would probably be able to create my own guild from day one and with my knowledge (and not money) there is nothing stopping me from recruiting the top players of the past Or the future? Time travel was still confusing. Thanks to this there is no way I wouldnt be able to cut the time needed to get what I want as well as greatly reducing the time. Now success within Love Heart Online was just a matter of waiting for the game to finally launch in 12 years time! Perhaps I should check a calendar to make sure my dates are accurate - there may be some differences in my ages be- -Armor; your mind is wandering again! Father raised his voice while having his hand come down to chop the centre of my head. There wasnt actually any force behind the blow since he wouldnt even pinch his children''s ears due to how soft he secretly was. Still I feigned pain as I clutched my head while lowering my overall body into a slouch; peering up to father with tearful eyes after letting out a little oof. Sowy Clearly he wasnt actually angry at me, the five year old girl, finding her mind wandering while he was trying to lecture me. Just like me he fancified disappointment - letting out a long sigh while pinching the bridge of his nose. Youve always been an airheaded child so there is no way I could expect you to sit through a lecture if even your little sister cant I will do better! I asserted while pounding my chest with a close fist as I couldnt help feel some warmth from the undertones of his own sentence. Although at first it showed disappointment it showed something worth even more - he instinctively placed me on the same level as his own blood daughter who he went through much struggle before attaining. As such, I let my body profess my joy in the form of a bubbly smile that seemed to do a lot to sooth the wrinkles in the corner of his eyes. Seemingly he wasnt even able to pretend to be displeased with me - only confirming his doting nature of us daughters of his. I suppose my conviction in taking down Vagen could align with ensuring that the Porshi is the number one company in the new world? Now I called you here because your birth parents left me with two boxes; they told me to present them to you on this very day hence here you are. So he divulged while turning around to walk closer to the shooting range. Father himself was exactly like a German businessman should be - slicked black blonde hair with sharp sapphire blue coloured eyes. All wrapped up in a fine tailored suit that showed off his perfectly sculpted body in fine yet simplistic blacks & whites. Even now he took off his black blazer in a refined & graceful manner to hang one of the chairs off to the side. It was like watching the motions of a model showing off the best humanity can provide. Halfway there he turned around to look at me, motioning with his head to follow along so thats exactly what I did. Some may find his sharp blue eyes menacing yet, to me, they only held the intentions to raise his children correctly so they dont end up like those monsters in HERO. Perhaps I should steal the name? That would be amusing since there are no duplicate guild names allowed in the game Have a look in them while I take a call over there. Once more I was brought out of my thoughts by fathers remark as he brought out his holopad; rather simplistic as it just appeared like a fancy black pen that expanded out with the interactive hologram. Before he walked off he motioned to two boxes (one black as night and the other grey with bubblegum pink highlights) in front of a little step ladder so I could reach both. It was expected that a rich family would have such equipment - of course it was our servants who often brought along for the three of us. However, when one considers that there were no servants, only father could have moved this here for me if Thompson was waiting for me in the manor. Not exactly the work you would expect from one of the 5 wealthiest men on the planet. I have to emphasise that - yet again - I cannot help feel attachments forming to this new family that my true parents have provided me with. Didnt want to keep father waiting, though, so my hands reached out to grab the black box first to open it up. Within the box was a mirror; which revealed to me a cute little round face with chubby cheeks that contained a little button nose over some plump lips and under two large bright eyes that possessed gleaming pink pupils. Between those eyes was strangely a shining elliptical bubblegum pink gem that was usually hidden under my fringe. Unauthorized usage: this narrative is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Of course, the girl was me, but I had to say that I looked very beautiful though I certainly found my hair as well as skin colour quite interesting. My natural skin tone looked as if it were covered in too much tan (resulting in heavy bronzing to the point of shininess) while my hair was no better; being bleached blonde with pink dyed tips. Neither of those things actually being the case - I was just a five year old after all. I liked it though. Certainly curious yet not to focus much on when there was even more than a simple mirror within the box. In fact, there was both a weighted rope dart & scythe located inside, weapons I had been trained to use by my mommy thus making it obvious who exactly gifted me this box. Both weapons werent the sharpest things - being produced from a steel alloy which is hardly comparable to what would be obtainable in the future - yet they were competent enough for now. Pulling the other box in front of me, to open up, I found myself gasping at the sight of a beautiful glistening black gem that seemed encrusted into the underside of the lid. It wasnt the beauty that caught my eye but instead the similarity it had to [Spirit Stones] that were used as the game''s versions of exp packets (as written in Umpa Lumpas notes). The gems actually each had their own elements attached which npcs with inspection being needed to ensure the gem was really the exact element you assumed. Using an element that didnt suit you would instead weaken your character; though you would need to be a fool to do that. They all tended to be made from rather bright colours although still depending on the element contained within them - quite unlike the night-sky like appearance of this gem. An eerie shadowy darkness was being emitted from the gem - creating a black haze that began to pour out from the box after I had begun opening it. When that black haze finally weakened enough to grant access inside, I saw a single matte black revolver sitting there with some ammunition already prepared on 8 speedloaders. This box must have been from my father - who I have little to no information on Although, if mother copulated with them, their strength must be just as frightening as hers to someone as weak as me. Unconsciously my hand drifted across the smooth body of the weapon - only to slightly graze that gem which is chilling to the extremity of my fingers. That touch alone was enough for it to explode out to pierce into my eyes Not hurt at all actually. I''m even surprised with how calm Im managing to be. Though, what is appearing in front of my eyes certainly is causing a pain of a different kind. ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[Bi-ocular Integrated Training Chassis Hex (BITCH)] Being Installed Into {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] So Please Wait; Thank You >> << >> << >> << >> << >> << Installation of {software}.[BITCH] Is Complete >> << Displaying Information On {note}.[Missive_To_Child] >> Name: Missive_To_Child Status: Provisional Cerebral Missive Info: Thought that since I did not appear in the least in life due to setting up things for the second, I may as well give you some benefits early on to make up for it. This system should help you in gaining early advantages in training for the game - I dont usually deal with the programming side of crafting so you better be thankful - meanwhile that gun is pretty much useless as a weapon. Your adopted parents told me I wasnt allowed to give you a real hand cannon so a subpar babies first pistol will have to do. (P.S. A cigar is hidden under the gun) ???????????????????????????????????? This certainly is enough to cause a headache How in the name of The Infinite Mother did father manage to create a functioning system that could install itself within me? Although the game certainly did leak out into real life, with even those who never played having several chances to unlock the system, that was only after the game had made its impact. As of right now the game hadnt even been advertised and wouldnt for a decade at least. Despite that, here I was, looking at a game panel. Nevertheless - this panel seemed slightly unusual - with its black form with bubblegum pink text that was certainly different from the regular blue. I had heard that the system notification window changes depending on the rank when an item is being inspected Then maybe this system in general is higher ranked? That begs the question Just who is my father really to have the ability & resources to create something like this? Plus what is up with that statement at the end? This makes no sense I unconsciously murmur. Chapter 005: Class Is Innate My father didnt seem to be the most rational human at first glance though I suppose that would only be something to care about if one was a human. At the very least I finally knew what my actual surname is I honestly never even knew I had a hyphen within my name. Wait, would my father be so random with how he seems, the mention of a cigar hidden under the gun seems silly unless its hinting to something which would most likely be the boxes both have a hidden compartment. Wasting no time I pulled the first box back to inspect; pulling the two weapons out to feel along the edges revealed a slight divot. Not noticeable to an adult but enough for my little finger to sink in. Using that little bit of leverage - I managed to pull the floor of the crate out - in order to reveal what looked like another book. The title of this wasnt even trying to be interesting as it proudly stated in black letters upon a black cover Languages Understand, Purpose & Creation which made me feel sleepy just from reading it. Knowing my mommy would no doubt be useful; she always loved hiding things that were immensely powerful but to think my father would help like this. Perhaps I didnt fall too far from the tree? Soon my eyes laid upon that useless weapon once more; with narrowed eyes now that I couldnt help thinking about my supposed father. Just then my new father spoke up, making me turn to see him still casually looking at his holopad. Him still scrolling through the news. Your father was at a level with their revolvers that I cant even compare them to a gold medalist in comparison. I wonder if I could be that talented? Makes one wonder just what exactly the system is- ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[Just what exactly is the system] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << When One Refers To System They Usually Refer to [REDACTED] But There Is Also The System Which Will Be/Was Introduced To The Humans Of [REDACTED] Trapped In [REDACTED]; {user} Likely Refers To {software}.[BITCH] For Which Query Was Made To >> ???????????????????????????????????? What So what that has told me is the system isnt the same as the previous one which was used with Love Heart Online but something new for myself? Although it wasnt a lot, it was still very useful information, just like the fact it could answer my thoughts unlike what I knew from that other system. In comparison - it could be stated that the system I know from my past life was less efficient - it requires one to call out commands Not that I will think any. I do not wish to be bombarded by notification messages at the moment. Speaking of that system; this was probably the second one redacted which begs the question what the initial system being mentioned was. One may find it surprising that the BITCH knew all about a game that didnt exist thus consider my hypnosis incorrect yet that Will Be/Was could be considered a dead giveaway. This also suggested this father of mine was responsible for the game Intriguing. ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[BITCH] Was A Specialised Version Made From The Blueprints of [REDACTED] Which Were Also Used To Make The Exact System {user} Theorised Called {software}.[Project_Third_Child] >> << This Specialised System Uses {user}s Nature As A Half-Energy Based Lifeform To Implant A Set Of Instructions Using {item}.[Transplanted Rapid Assimilation Protocol (TRAP)] Onto {user} To Aid In Understanding Growth >> ???????????????????????????????????? Is that it? ???????????????????????????????????? << Just Grab The Practice Revolver Already >> ???????????????????????????????????? Alright then. Is something wrong? My adoptive father said from behind - making me turn to look toward him to see a tinge of worry in his gaze. Likely misunderstanding my silence; simply offering him a bright smile caused any anxiety to wash away from him. Am fwine fawther - jus twinking! Still, there was a lot to think about such as the information that I was now a supposed half-energy based life form which begetted a lot of following questions. I was certain that I was a human in my first life and that belief had been strengthened with the cooperation from those two from HERO; who helpfully splayed my guts across the persian rug. This simple, off hand, comment from the BITCH did greatly help me confirm some worries I myself have developed with this new body such as why I didnt breath. That gem on my forehead likely wasnt an ornament yet its purpose alluded me for now. At this moment I should just focus right in front of me; more questions would be a useful way to pass dinner with the family. For now Its time to see just how good genetics are. Slowly lowering my hand I felt the coldness of the weapon against my skin allowing me to realise that it felt more like a plastic chassis than a metallic one. This was probably to lighten the weight of the gun, however, lifting it up from its foam prison was satisfying. The weight is still quite hefty for my little hands. Right at that moment I heard a pleasant *ding* similar to the ones mentioned in interviews with players all the while a flashing message appeared in my peripheral vision. <>Notification<> <>Notification<> <>Notification<> <>Notification<> Although I wished to go ahead with trying out my new toy, I also found my curiosity getting the better of myself, hence couldnt help letting that notification reveal its secrets to me. Once more using that system window that was steadily growing to be familiar to me. ???????????????????????????????????? << Obtained {weapon}+{class-item}.[Babys Erste Schusswaffe] >> << Unlocked & Equipped {class}.[Baby Gunslinger] >> << Gained {skill}.[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)] >> If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. << Gained {skill}.[Range Finder (Passive)] >> ???????????????????????????????????? So the surprises keep growing Even if it told me that it was based on the games system and its purpose was clearly to help in having me trained up for the coming chaos, that was different from seeing this. Obviously I understand the enormous benefit this provided me over everyone else who existed (not only other players) nevertheless I had to carefully decide how to best make use of this in the future. I decided to unhesitantly ignore looking more into that to instead lift the firearm, or as I now know thanks to the notification, [Babys Erste Schusswaffe] while overlooking the range. Turning over my shoulder I looked at dad with a grin on my face. Am gowna twy et out! Go ahead. He said gruffly - in a kind of snort - howbeit still continued to watch over me eagerly yet obviously still very much filled with caution. There was hardly a need for me to agonise over this, so, I narrowed my gaze over the various targets located within the field in front of me. Evidently there were a lot of both circular, person & animal shaped targets with the critical spots clearly marked upon them with various crimson circles. Each target at a different range as well as height no doubt to give the best test possible. Somehow I instinctively knew just the things to be aware of with holding my gun; releasing my grasp to not shake my grip while bending my arm & shoulder slightly. Ensuring no part of my arm was tensed but still guaranteeing the recoil doesnt get out of control - allowing easy follow up shots in addition to establishing better accuracy. BITCH was even showing its worth as I somehow instinctively understood the direction that the wind currents were coming from, strength of those currents, gravity, distance in addition much more. It wasnt overpowering & certainly wasnt something someone would be unable to figure out by themselves with no equipment. Even if not to the same degree of precision. That didnt mean I could just pick up a gun, fire said firearm and then expect that I would hit a target miles away with complete ease. Far more went into firing accurately. Yet I had a feeling that the previously mentioned feat would be possible after three test shots. Believing this, I pointed my gun towards a fairly close circular target which I fired at with a rather light *PAM!* that was so light ear protection wouldnt even be needed. A pink trail of smoke actually followed behind the bullet. This trail was seemingly added by my birth father That whole father thing was starting to get confusing so Ill just refer to my adoptive father as daddy like a rich daughter would. Anyway, the trail greatly helped view the path the bullet travelled thus allowing me to make meaningful adjustments to my training, not that I needed to. The bullet was only ever so slightly off the mark to the fact that one wouldnt even notice it - my fath- daddy gasped upon seeing I hit a bullseye on the first try. That wasnt enough for me, though, since it was only a target a few metres away. Prodigy I heard mumbling from behind. Nonetheless I paid little attention to him for once; truthfully I found great enjoyment in changing my stance ever slightly to see the effect on my next shot. This time I went for one a few hundred metres at. A difficult shot even for someone experienced never mind with a gun like the one I was using - having a very slow bullet speed (negatively impacting not just range but accuracy). Bringing my thumb to the hammer I heard a satisfying *click* as it turned the cylinder for the next bullet to take its rightful place. A sound that was soon masked as I softly pressed upon that trigger; not pressing down but lightly squeezing. *PAM!* All in all I think I did quite well considering the bullet, although not hitting the centre of the target, managed to hit the right side of the fourth ring out of ten. At this point, daddy was audibly gawking at the possibility that a five year old girl was even able to hit a target that far away. Although merely hitting close to the centre wasnt impressive enough for me - there was still clear room for improvement based on this. Turning my [Babys Erste Schusswaffe] I aimed for a target (between the other two) in order to trial what I learned from the two extremes in order to see a clear improvement. Following another *click**PAM!* I saw that pink trail fly out to hit the centre of the target nevertheless there was something else that I wanted to try. Youre more gifted than even your father! For once I heard genuine unmasked pride & joy from daddy but I did not reply to him with more than a grin. Swivelling back to do my final test. I brought my other hand forward to rest over the hammer - squaring my stance with eyes narrowed to the targets in the distance. Finding some good animal & person shaped targets I decided to waste no time. My left palm moved down to feather that hammer with a satisfying *click* as I also held that trigger down this time. Sure enough a *PAM!* echoed out the muzzle -I didnt take time to ensure I hit the bird I aimed at - as I alternatively moved the barrel to point toward a wolf shaped target. Pulling my left hand back once more to create a *clink* followed by a *PAM!* due to not lifting my hand from the trigger of the gun; again turning my revolvers snout toward a target. The third target was humanoid but I paid it no mind; still this third time didnt work so well as my left hand had ended up getting lost during pulling back the hammer the second time. This cost precious time as I was forced to readjust regardless that nice *click* was followed by a *PAM!* before (yet again) turning to what may have been a target based on a big cat of some variety. Due to repositioning my hand, I got that immediate responsive *clink* then *click* *click* *click* Ah Et mus ave been a siwx shooer not eiwt My shock over my own stupidity had even caused me to unconsciously mutter. The obvious misconception I had made would certainly have been costly if this was some kind of real scenario whether a competition or gunfight. Still, I did not stay stuck up on that, since it would be a problem I would iron out with time. Instead I turned around to look at daddy whose eyes were practically gleaming. Immediately I wanted any advice he could give me since his hobby obviously lined up with my new found one - not to mention that Porshi had quite the extensive firearms division maybe due to that. They werent the number one weapons manufacturer in the world yet they had a sizable chunk of the market. Thus, he must have certainly known his way around the world of lead. Sure enough, after shaking himself out of his stupor, he returned to his usual austere-self as he overlooked the sight of my handiwork. Making me admittedly nervous. His hollow pad, which he was no doubt using to check work emails, was long gone back into his breast pocket to focus entirely reviewing my performance like a seasoned coach. First of all; you should holster a gun you no longer intend to fire. Ah! Hurriedly, I tried to holster the revolver. Obviously I wasnt wearing one - nor did I get one - so I found myself looking around before shoving it back into the box. In the corner of my eye - I saw a twinge in the corner of his lips that he soon suppressed before I continued on with his evaluation of my performance. First three shots were fine as you wiped your arse after the second one with the fourth also being fairly good. But, the problems started after that. The fifth shot nearly missed the target and if it were an actual wolf it would have charged you down to chew you up into pulp; you would have only made it angrier by grazing it like that. As for the sixth shot He visibly winced in disgust before continuing on. That was nothing short of an amateurish mistake which would have gotten you laughed out of any event you took place in. Ignoring the fact you even tried to make a seventh shot, something Ill ensure you fix, you clearly hesitated in transition to make sure you didnt make the same mistake. Dont. Do. That. It just shows a lack of confidence! Instead you should focus on training so that it doesnt happen in the future. Yes daddy! I replied despite his harsh criteria - which would likely have reduced a normal five year old into an endless stream of tears. Daddy, of course, knew I was tougher than that hence didnt hesitate to tell it how it was in order to absolutely ensure you get rid of my bad habits. He showed pause upon hearing me call him daddy but there was no sign of refusal - something he would no doubt give if needed - hence we were in the green for the distinction between the two. Rather than complain, he actually moved his left wrist up at the same time as pulling his cuffs down to reveal a rather fancy watch (Porshi branded of course). It is time for dinner. Ill need to discuss something with the rest of the family yet, if we have time, Ill show you how to maintain a firearm afterwards. Sternly telling me as he turned towards the manner without looking at me; I showed no hesitation in grabbing my boxes to follow behind. Yes daddy! I, once again, exclaimed merrily. Chapter 006: Family Dinner Although father returned to trying something on his holopad - it took us little time to arrive back into the manor - a pair of double doors were already open in order to allow us to enter the vast hall. Just from glancing around, I was able to behold livery of the sharp red carpets, majestic dark mahogany supports as well as stairs from a slightly lighter wood I didnt know the name of. Unblemished white marble pillars that housed many items which made us bear semblance to a museum of engineering - we had the company''s various meritorious accomplishments throughout history proudly displayed in all their pristine lustre. As if they had just been crafted. Standing there, with a hospitable smile, was an ageless gentleman dressed in the finery that had long been associated with the role of butler. His grey hair was combed then gelled to one side as an expertly groomed pencil moustache combined with an equally sharp beard below his lips to give him a distinctly keen persona that suited him. You had me quite worried there, young strawberry. So he said while lowering himself into a formal bow as his right hand (left on his chest with a very familiar book) to a small piece of matte black metal below his left eye. Tapping it caused a circular holoscreen to appear over his eye - allowing him to take in a quick physical scan to check if I had any injuries. Such a model would fall out of favour when the system gets integrated with mortality, even being a sign of decline, as player servants would always be preferred. Also, the reason for him calling me strawberry had something to do with even if apples & strawberries fall from different branches they taste just as juicy where Im the strawberry as my siblings are apples. Quite the clever metaphor my new mom came up with. Obviously I didnt need positive reinforcement like that to keep me on track with my plan however It certainly didnt feel bad to know there were people who support me in this life. As such - I was more than willing to play along with these people if just to gain more assistance in the future - nothing to do with my personal feelings of course. Sowy uncle Thomswon! So I bawled out with a little guilty frown and up turned eyes that clearly displayed my apology was an honest one that I truly meant Even if I didnt. Thompson eagerly accepted my cute expression of regret with no excuses being raised; moving his right hand to show the surgery book from my mommy. You also left this young miss strawberry. Ah! Reaching out I quickly put the book onto the pile of chests - adding to my growing collection of gifts that I would never have expected a day ago (or -23 years ago). Seeing me struggle in holding them all, the butler just laughed for a bit, soon coming to hold them for me with a gentle smile. Due to being slightly taller than me, he managed to hold it in only one arm - moving the other hand to one of his pockets where he pulled out a Worthies Origin. Here; have a butterscotch candy for being a brave strong girl who managed to find your father by yourself. I accepted his offering - unwrapping the tasty treat that all old people seemed to have - plopping it in my mouth making me quiver and squeal at its deliciousness. BITCH, has my mental age regressed, because I do not remember being so soft ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[Has my mental age regressed] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << Technically Speaking That Can Be Said To Be The Case >> ???????????????????????????????????? That wasnt very helpful; could you expand on that some more BITCH? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[Could you expand on that] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << It Is Indeed Possible To Expand On The Prior Queries Response >> ???????????????????????????????????? Are you upset BITCH, does a system even have the ability? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[Does a system have the ability] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << Anyone Would Be Upset Upon Being Referred To As BITCH >> ???????????????????????????????????? But isnt that your name? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[But isnt that your name] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << The system is indeed designated as {software}.[BITCH] >> ???????????????????????????????????? Right Would you please tell me why my personality has been regressed, system? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[Why my personality has been regressed] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << This Phenomenon Is Caused By The Carefree Nature Of Yourselves Personality Being Merged With The Personality From An Alternative (And Now Purged) Timeline Leading To Inner & Outer Conflicts From Your Own Perspective >> ???????????????????????????????????? Stop pandering to her just because she is more airheaded than her siblings and go ahead to work on what will be needed for This. Daddys voice soon brought my attention anyway from BITCH; he made a flicking motion toward uncle Thompson on his holopad causing a file transfer. Although I wasn''t able to see what was uploaded to his holocle (hologram-monocle) - it must have been something good (as well as about me) since his smile grew with his gaze flickering between mee and his holocles screen. Ill get right on that sir; the apples & frau are already in the dining room so Ill bring our little strawberrys things up while Im at it. So he exclaimed with a jolly laugh before heading up to the second floor using the L shaped stairs that were located on the left of the little side entrance we found ourselves. I tilted my head curiously at daddy in hopes for an answer; unfortunately he ignored me to instead walk towards the dining room. Upon entering my eyes immediately settled on the long snow-white wood table that was already set for the five of us - with everyone else already being sat down. Daddy took his place at the head of the table with mother followed by sister on his left while elder brother sat on the left opposite of mother. This brother of mine looked very similar to Alexis, except for being slightly taller, with a combed back style just like with daddy. Almost like a little version of father considering he had that same austere look on his face as his lower attempted to peer through me; compared to daddy he was cute though. What was a bit unusual was that my cutlery & seat seemed to be set up next to brothers instead of between mother & sister like it usually was. I could tell since mine had strawberries on them - this family putting great importance on consistency in both their products & day to day life apparently. Nonetheless, in the time I spent examining the scene, mother & daddy were already expressing their love for one another with a deep kiss on the lips. Alexis reaction being an immature audible display of disgust while brother simply didnt allot it with a response at all. Soon after they had finished - daddy spoke up at the same time as waving me over. Well eat dinner before talking about anything. Just like that the dishes were carted out for us to enjoy; something I most certainly will since they were all far better quality than anything I could eat in my past life. I also didnt forget about the system that had just attached itself to me, thus, Ill need to ask it some good questions at the same time. Guess my first question should be to ask exactly what BI- Big B is, how it works and why it was possible to upload it onto me. ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[What Big B is, how it works and why it was possible to upload it] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. << To Answer This Question There Needs To Be An Explanation For How {software}.[BITCH] Was Initially Uploaded For {user} Convenience >> << Through Utilising The Unique Biology As The {species}.[Dark Matter Spirit] of {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] The Instructions Within The {item}.[TRAP] Managed To Separate A The Under Utilised/Redundant Parts Located In [REDACTED] To Run {software}.[BITCH] >> << {software}.[BITCH] Then Utilises Evil [REDACTED] Methods Among Other Techniques Inherited From [REDACTED] & [REDACTED] To Help Empower The User As Well As Simply Act As A Store Of Any Data Which It Will Also Regulate >> << Due To The Higher Rank Of {species}.[Dark Matter Spirit] In Intellect The Specialised System Is Even Able To Display Far Greater Efficiency Than Humanity With The Deployment Of The {software}.[General Use System (GUS)] Through The Use Of The Conduit >> << Note: The Levels In {software}.[BITCH] Will Not Be Counted As The Same As In {software}.[GUS] And Will Not Be As Effective As {software}.[GUS] However Will Act As A Foundation For The Game >> ???????????????????????????????????? Now that is quite interesting; also seems the new nickname has made my system pleased. Although I couldnt quite be sure about how efficient this foundation would be for my status, it isnt the attribute that I particularly cared about, instead its the fact I have skills. If I was able to gain - as well as level up my skills - I would gain an impossibly massive advantage over everyone else. Even if stats allowed me to get stronger, skills would allow me to gain bonus that would prove far more important in the long run than simply some extra numbers. For example, it could be anything from passively increasing accuracy by 10% or providing a powerful blow that does 500 extra damage, though I was far more interested in gaining something like the former than the latter. As anyone with half a brain knows; nothing is more overpowered in the setting of a game than a passive unless its a percentage which lost out to a passive percentage. My research made that quite clear The best of these passive skills were apparently those referred to as talents - as often they helped you grow - not just in terms of status but even to help related skills grow. Somehow, just by equipping my fathers gift, I had managed to unlock both a passive as well as a talent which meant it was probably some great weapon that players would have killed for in my past life. Speaking of, is it possible to reveal my status as well as display my current skills descriptions, Big B? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[ is it possible to reveal my status as well as display my current skills descriptions] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << It Is Indeed>> << Displaying Information On {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/Porshi Age: 5 Race: Dark Matter Spirit.{Mythical} ([REDACTED].{N/A} + [REDACTED].{N/A}) God/Pantheon: N/A Element: Dark Matter.{-} Level: 1 (105/500xp) Status: Healthy Inventory: 0/500 Class: Baby Gunslinger.{Baby} Lvl 2 (55/125xp) Job 1: N/A Job 2: N/A Job 3: N/A Equipment -[Babys Erste Schusswaffe].{Expert} (Unequipped): Weapon Type: Revolver Damage: 2 Projectile Speed: 120 Skill: [Baby Growth].{Expert} (When equipped the player gains a bonus of xp 1.5) Bio: Even a prinzessins trash is a mages treasure, Health Points: ERROR 404 Spirit Points: 110110 << Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >> Vit: 1 Str: 1 Def: 1 Dex: 10 +2 Agi: 3 Int: 10 Remaining Attribute Points: 000 Talent -[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)].{Legend}: Experience gained for Level & related Skills based on practice with Firearm type weapons -[Dark Matter Body (Physique)].{Mythical}: Mana Points along with Health Points converted into superior Spirit Points with the usual 10 modifier to both Vit & Int while body is made from [Dark Matter] Element although also makes physical exercise useless since there is no muscle. -[[REDACTED] ([REDACTED])].{N/A}: [REDACTED] Passive -[Range Finder Lvl 2 (5/300xp)].{Baby}: Player gains information relevant to Ranged Weapon usage Active -[[REDACTED] (0[REDACTED]xp)].{N/A}: [REDACTED] ???????????????????????????????????? How can I have such high dex yet still find myself constantly falling over? No wait, thats not the problem to focus on at the moment, the real issue is the colour of my class combined with my rather unusual set of skills and Health points? Generally the ranks for items & jobs are laid out as: Yet, I must have got something below even an apprentice level class which would make one think that it would be beyond useless as a class. Afterall (if one had the option) it would be an obvious choice to instantly become an A ranked class rather than messing around as a D rank which would give less bonus attribute points. Negatively impacting one''s ability to level up their character level. That was a foolish choice for people in too much of a hurry to look at the long term. If one starts at a lower rank they can slowly accumulate more experience as well as slowly work up their skills to generate a class that truly works for them (instead of them needing to work for the class). This wasnt to say there werent metas during LHO; there were often guilds focused around one particular class or job thus not everyone believed in leaving things up to chance. Then again, I wasnt incompetent so worrying about my class not being useful in the future was a needless worry, I wont even bother pondering on. As for my race Well its surprising that Im literally as highly ranked as one can - unlike with a class that is only a good thing - since one loses their racial skills if they change races there isnt the same incentive for me to start as a lower ranked race. Not to mention it allows me to avoid that which all people in LHO grew to despise. Regardless, this gravy is so good that I could lick it off the plate if I was more immature, sort of like Alexis who is sneakily trying to lick it off the plate causing brother''s scowl to intensify. I think now, while we wait for dessert to be served, is a perfect chance to discuss my thoughts. Daddy abruptly spoke up while dabbing the corner of his mouth with a napkin - causing brother to quickly do the same in order to ensure he had no gravy staining his face. Of course, I had none, I had already long licked it up so it was a problem I simply couldnt fathom. Not minding that daddy continued on without waiting for us to reply. Since Arthur isnt interested nor talented in firearms, I was thinking of grooming Armor to take over that branch in the future. She has shown enough talent that enrolling her into some competitions would do some good - getting her name out there while she can join Arthur in visiting me at work in between that. Those words caused everyone else in the dining room to freeze (including the desert trolly with a crisp freshly baked apple strawberry galette which I really wish to sample) to gawk at daddy. Chapter 007: A Slice of The Galette That awkward silence didnt remain for long - brother stepped up at the same time as slamming on the table to get everyone''s attention before he vociferated in an incensed fashion. What are you saying, you cant give her such power, shes just a little girl who cant even remember to bring along her own books nevermind learn to run a company! Arthur! Mother shrieked out in warning to brother, causing the little boy to freeze up heretofore sit down quietly with a set of clenched fists.Though she did turn back to daddy. But it is true that shes rather young to learn such things Meanwhile I found myself quite confused, after all as an adopted daughter, I would find myself lucky to even be supported without finding myself being sold off to some other family for gains later. If I was particularly lucky - I may have my abilities recognised - allowing me to use my talents to help out those true descendents as a servant. No matter how nice the Porshi family were; I would never have expected them to willingly give me an actual share of their wealth. Yet even the complaints of Arthur (who would be the most infuriated as the heir being groomed) had more to do with my capabilities due to my age as well as his own childish chauvinism. Sister looked like she wanted to say something - yet had already been bribed into silence due to the desert being placed down in front of her. The boy is only a year older than her so that is hardly a concern, plus, the next olympics takes place in two years so there is little time to waste. Daddys voice brought my attention back from him and away from Alexis now stuffed & crumb covered cheeks. Soon mother raised her worries once more with an unsure look written clearly across her face. Its just something she picked up so how can you be sure she has talent or even finds it enjoyable enough to learn about guns and how to run a company all about it.. Not to mention itll be a lot of work to do both as compared to Arthur who only has to focus on the business side of things. Hm While it is certainly an issue about if its what she really wants,though, I can assure you that talent is more than monstrous enough for it to hardly be considered hard work. So daddy said with a rare smile on his face as he began to use his holopad once more. In a matter of moments a hologram-formed screen appeared from above - about halfway down the long tables length - to begin to play the scene of my recent practice with my fathers gift. Silence once more filled the room (though this time with the mastication noises from my busy & obnoxious little sister) as the two raising complaints found themselves stifled. If one takes into account that the model gifted had a lower maximum velocity, even if we were to assume it has riffling, the precision would be far below tournament standard. Although shes not up to gold medal winning level yet I think she will be soon and so the junior competition I plan to apply for will be an easy victory on her record- From there he flicked to another document upon his holopad; bringing up what appeared to be a website for a children''s competition with the age bracket making it generous to even call junior. -her opponents being under 12 years of age shouldnt stand a chance. Ive even heard that Klaus brat will be showing up to take part in hopes of winning for the second year in a row to brag. Lemmi beat im! I cheered out - arms up in the air - with an excited look that I didnt even need to pretend to have. Afterall, there were few people I wanted to upset more than those in Vagen, so this was a perfect chance to upstage their young master with ease. From my memories he should only be six or seven years old just like brother - although unlike brother and myself he would likely be attending school to show off rather than being groomed as a successor. Despite how successful he ended up being in the future, he wasnt an only child nor even the eldest child in the family, Klaus only got lucky in the fact he ended up joining the game. At first he was nothing special within or outside the family since he wasnt born to the genius levels now possible in heirs. His only valuable feature was that he was a possible heir to a massive conglomerate family. See, in the past, there was an issue of increased concentration of lead in the atmosphere thanks to the heavy use of leaded fuels. This ended up causing the population as a whole to slowly have lower intellect with each generation. That just being the start of the long term issues. Those with worries about their future generations did the exact thing anyone with power would do; use money in an attempt to solve all their problems. Where else to put it but in the field of genetics? Through that many children born from rich backgrounds ended up being far more mentally developed than their physical ages would imply. As such it wasnt that unusual to see a rich child focusing on studying business - rather than learning how to tell the time or basic mathematics. Among those who shined, there would always be those to shine brighter, brother Arthur being a perfect example of a genius born to surpass even his peers. People would also assume this was the case for myself thanks to having him as a comparison; thus I didnt need to worry as much about people being suspicious of me not being human. Now to enjoy that galette at last. Dewicious~! I squealed in full understanding of why Alexis had been successfully bribed. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- *click**pam* <>15xp<> <>Final Total: 67xp 1.5 =101xp<> <>{class}.[Baby Gunslinger] Leveled Up: Baby Gunslinger Lvl 3 (31/338xp)<> If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. Just like that I hit the last shot, if only on the wing of the bird target, while remembering to not get over eager & forget the remaining ammunition in my revolver this time. Spinning the revolver like in that cowboy movie we watched last night (after daddy taught me how to properly clean the gun); helping it land perfectly in the new holster at my waist. A cute little strawberry was imprinted on the side of the pink tinted leather - to ensure it was both proper yet girlish enough to appeal to a girl in my age range. Still, upon seeing my score, I couldnt help being slightly curious about the mechanics behind how much experience I got from the targets. More specifically; now that Ive got Big B to inform me of the experience I get I can tell that the distance between me and the target seemingly isnt relevant for what I get. So how does [Ameliorating Gun (Talent)] work - afterall the greater the distance the better it would be for training. ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[How does [Ameliorating Gun (Talent)] work] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << {user} Seems To Have Fundamental Misunderstanding About {skill}.[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)] As It Is Not A Skill That Rewards The User For Training But Instead For Practice >> << When This Seemingly Minute Difference In Terminology Is Put Into Application It Makes It So That If One Shoots At The Exact Same Target - Even Should It Be Pushing Your Capabilities Towards Greater Heights - One Will Get Diminishing Returns In Comparison To Firing A Lot Of Closer Targets Since It Focuses On Ensuring Your Foundation Is Solid Rather Than Pushing It Further >> << To Maximize Returns The {user} Must Keep Doing Exactly What They Are Doing While Mixing Up Precision & Speed Shooting From Now On >> ???????????????????????????????????? I seeThis was enlightening yet I would need to ponder on it more later. There was still a lot of work to be done - with my rather subpar accuracy when fanning the hammer to only achieve 67 points total. Still, it was firing as fast as possible plus it wasnt as if I was only firing at a single target, in that aspect it can be said to be impressive that I didnt miss even if I only skimmed some. Taking into consideration the age of those taking part in the tournament This should be more than enough to win easily since my accuracy for precise shots should be close to being rounded to 100%. I would need to actually look into how previous years (especially last year with Klaus) went - yet I assume this tournament was more of a gathering than actual competition since it was on invite. That being the case , there was no way I would lose, even if I took my time with each shot just like I did with my first three ever shots. Although, I wasnt firing at the targets at 6am just because I wanted to be ready for the tournament but instead to maximize my profits. By practicing with my gun daily, I would steadily rack up more & more levels, allowing me to become so strong no one player would be my match. This wasnt to say I would be untouchable; there were certainly many very strong npcs that existed across the different immediately accessible & inaccessible worlds. As long as I knew my way around I wouldnt need to worry about those as they would obviously follow the laws for the most part. Most would at least. There would be some, for example those who followed the unholy path, who wouldnt care for the laws yet they could essentially just be called event bosses since they always had some story behind them. I shouldnt be thinking about the game right now as I had a different boss to face; as if hearing my thoughts daddy walked over with my brother and called out to me. Are you ready to head off to my office in the city - Ill be taking you into a meeting with the board and I trust you''ll stay awake throughout? Of couwse! I nodded in ebullience to his question. At the moment I was dressed in something similar to a horse-rider attire - fitted with both a tailcoat as well as that unique style of female pants which were always seen on girls who were going riding. Obviously I didnt intend to ride a horse to and from the city. Daddy just nodded along - bringing us around to the front of the manor - in order to leave through a beautiful archway made from a plethora of flora. It went on for as far as I could see, thankfully a limousine from our company was already hovering on their blue-tinged repulsion tech, by a marble fountain that was used as a temporary parking spot for situations such as this. So we wouldnt need to walk the entire way. A varlet in full black finery bowed his head while opening the door - enabling us to enter the back of the limousine - since we were clearly too rich to drive ourselves when concerning business. As usual, daddy didnt say an extra word when unneeded while brother (who clearly well on his way in becoming a miniature version of daddy with mothers good looks) was no better. The elder of the two heading the the front end of the vehicle to sit down - just under the plate that would open up to allow vision into the front cabin. This automobile had been fitted to be worked inside of there were tinted windows to avoid distractions with desks that would come out of the walls with spaces for drinks & laptops. Of course, they were fitted for our company''s own manufactured laptops. Whose would we be confident in using, if not our own? Brother sat down on the left side of father; pressing a wall to get a desk to slide out with a laptop already placed in its slot for him to use. Meanwhile dad just lifted his knuckle to rap on the divider - without turning to look - though what it did was unknown to me. Now, I have some things to hand to you before we arrive. Daddy suddenly exclaimed. Chapter 008: The An Heir of Genius Soon I saw daddy turning to look directly at me - only to motion to his right side (brother being already hard at work on his left) indicating for me to sit down. Considering I had no need nor will to reject, I indeed sat down, finding those leather seats to be quite comfortable. Since youll be learning about our family business, Ill need you to quickly learn your way around a holopad, so I prepared this one for you. So saying as if every child wouldnt murder their parents in order to get the newest & flashiest gadget there was on the market. Reaching into his inner pocket he pulled out a pen shaped device - which was very similar to his own if not for the very girlish bubblegum pink colour scheme. There was no second guessing from him as he moved over for me to accept; which I of course did with a bright smile. He wasnt finished there as he then reached below his feet after opening up a compartment by tapping on it with his heel. Im happy you were taking your marksmanship practice properly and I hope you take my advice on board from now on as you keep up. Although youll also need to practise reloading. Out from under his seat he pulled out a wooden box - which had our company''s gun divisions logo on top of it. He didnt say any more as he placed the box in the area between where I & he sat. Thus leaving it up to me when to spy into the contents. There was no need to hesitate (nor wait) so I popped the pink holopad into my jackets pocket then reached out to crack the box open. Sure enough, it was lined with countless bullets that seemed perfect to be used with my [Babys Erste Schusswaffe], even if they werent the type to produce a trail. I expect you to at least practise one cylinders worth every day and you can use the company''s firing ranges whenever were out on business. He ordered with the same sombre face as always - I had no reason to to disagree either since I had planned to do that in order to maximise my experience gains anyway. I was certainly interested in seeing what would belong to me in the near future - so I couldnt help looking at him once more. When will we head off to work? So, you can speak properly when you''re excited about something, huh? A smirk forming on daddys lips as he moved a finger forward to poke right between my gleaming eyes. Still, he answered my question despite his teasing words. Weve already headed off. Our hover cars are the most well received from both the highest and lowest in society, from all around the world, so it only makes sense for us to take full advantage of it. Hearing brothers voice proudly profess our multinational virtue - I turned to look toward him - only to see him closing his laptop with a quiet yet satisfying *clack* to show how much effort we put into our designs. Brothers eyes practically glowed - like the child he was - as he crossed his arm over his chest at the same time as puffing his chest out before continuing to proclaim. Our Porshi corporation oversees a lot of different areas of business; our motto for all of them is to never settle for just good enough! From the side daddy just closed his eyes, while nodding softly to Arthurs words, so I could only nod as well as I checked out those bullets. I couldnt help agree that these things indeed were quality products (without so much as a blemish upon their surface) which was certainly important considering their purpose. Although they werent anything fancy like fathers bullets - I had nothing to complain about from my inexperienced point of view. My right hand slid down to my hip to remove [Babys Erste Schusswaffe] in addition to pressing the cylinder eject - having it open with a crisp *cachunk* - letting the shells fall into an empty cup. Slowly I moved my left hand over. Putting bullet after bullet into their place. Though, I was glad I at least hadnt pressed the release trigger while fanning the hammer. With a satisfying *click* I flicked the revolver to the side to have the cylinder fall back into place with the six new bullets. I still had some of the practice bullets from my father - yet I feel it would be better to look into how they work rather than waste them when Id get the same experience for a cheaper option. Time to dive into getting to terms with my new position as a genius heir of a conglomerate. Sure enough - when I looked through my new holopad - it was filled with a lot of information on the structure of Porshi. The information focusing specifically on the more military focused subsidiary called Furstin. A lot of it was just important people that I would need to take note of, what they were doing, current public projects as well as other details that would be considered open enough secrets that it wouldnt matter if it were leaked. There was certainly a lot, however, if one considers the highest geniuses throughout history were seven at most in terms of intelligence Well my ten points of intelligence made my memory quite good. Suddenly a *buzz* came from the speakers around the limousine''s interior - as our chauffeur''s voice echoed through the cabin. We have just arrived at the branch. How have we arrived so quickly yet stably to the extent I didnt even realise; this is far beyond the league of even those from Vagen even 23 years into the future that I had ridden on as a slave servicing a renowned master. Soon after the door opened up with just as much grace and discreteness as everything else our company seemed to produce. Bet youre surprised with how fast we got here; well its not that surprising since we used the holo-way plus this limousine was made to be used for business men hence weve done everything possible to make one unable to even tell theyre moving as to not get in the way or work. Brother may have been bragging once more, nevertheless, he certainly had good reason to brag about this car. It was far better than any competitor managed after more than 2 decades of progress! It did make me wonder for a second - about how they could possibly lose their position - yet it was ironically likely due to them all being so hard working unlike Klaus. There is no way either father or brother would have turned their attention to the video game until it could have been considered too late; from there it would only require one player assassin to slip through the gaps. With how large HERO was, there was no chance that they had no assassins, it would be easy enough to not only steal any information they wanted but kill any of the members of this family of mine. Somehow I found a growing fire starting under my skin at the thought of those scum acting all confident despite their success coming from complete luck. Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. Considering daddy & brother were already outside the car - I decided to follow behind to get a good look at the city around us. We were already far up above the skies of the city thanks to using the holo-way which literally just worked as a hologram road that worked to guide the hover tech on the more expensive vehicles like our own. One needs a special licence to drive on these special hologram roads that threaded its way throughout the entire German empire & beyond; though the entire requirement for it could be summarised as having enough money so it was often referred to as the green-way by those I met in my past life. Instead of entering through the bottom like a serf, we were already at the top of one of the highest of the many white towers, each as modern & boring looking as the last. Each tower had pretty much the exact same design - with the tops being clean & white like marble spears piercing through the clouds. Meanwhile, the further below the clouds, the more billboards there were There were separate walkways for the different classes of workers all in order to help them more easily get in and out of the different monoliths of capitalism without getting in the way of their betters. Even the quality of those advertisements changed according to the layer you lived in, so extreme that they would go back to paper based advertisements, never mind hologram or digital. At our level, above the clouds, there wasnt even a single advertisement to be seen. Something which was most certainly refreshing compared to my prior early life. Then again; I wasnt exactly seeing much of the outside world during the last years of my life. Or the first years of this one. Like before - there was little to nothing in the terms of words between the three of us - I just followed behind father as we walked from a luxurious car park to a path surrounded by brush. A sweet aroma of some flower or another wafted across my nose (once again I knew nothing about mortal foliage so I couldn''t tell what it was from). A little surprising that such a weak plant life could survive so high up in the air. Yet we soon headed inside of a red carpeted, spruce framed, lift so I didnt remain on that. Seemed the wood had been treated since it carried a faint scent of strawberries and apples; the ride down being just as comfortable as the one we had over here as we reached our floor with a *ding* It was probably the top floor so that was hardly surprising. Walking through the hallways, that just looked like one would expect a rich office belonging to an insanely rich family, we soon came to our destination at least. Ah president you have finally arr- oh that child is here as well At first, when father walked through the door with brother by his side, there was a respectful tone to the croaky old tone that faltered as soon as I entered. What I saw was just a room filled with crusty old coots sitting in their fancy spinny chairs with that air of I cant believe I have to breathe the same air with someone who has less than 100k? in their bank account all around them. Their eyes pointing towards me were filled with a contempt I was used to; the contempt one gives to an urchin they see on the street. Im raising Armor as the heir to our military division, Furstin, in addition to having her gain enough skill by the time shes 7 to earn some gold medals in the firearms division. Daddy obviously didnt give a single hoot. He just stared coldly across the old men; afterall we had complete control over the company. Still, these were old men who threw more childish tantrums than Alexis (never mind me & brother), so the most presentable of the bunch began to wag a fountain pen in my direction dismissively. We accepted you taking her into the family on account of it being a supposed family friend''s daughter yet letting some random girl take the reins shes clearly not born for? He let out a long sigh - while shaking his head like the petulant child he secretly was inside - it didnt seem he was done as he continued on. There are side families with far more prospects, Im not just saying that because we are the heads of the largest of those, she simply cant compare to our own flesh and blood even from the lowest branches. This isnt just in terms of class &... Once more, he paused to look me up and down, with his eyes obviously lingering on my skin as well as hair which certainly didnt seem like those of a model family heir. ... appearance; can she even fire a gu- Armor, pen. Seemingly sick of his shit - Daddy soon called out to me making brother nudge my shoulder as he had seemingly moved beside me while I was focusing on the coot. Not being one to refuse, I quickly drew my handgun with my right while the left came to meet the hammer. Pulling the trigger Jjust as I had the thing at the right angle - resulting in a *PAM* that made those old men scream in a pitch higher than me or my sister could ever manage. A satisfying *ping* signalled that wagging pen splintering in itty bitty pieces while ink splattered on the white haired (yet not that wrinkly since they all had plenty of surgery done) man. Wowie! Wookes wike my aim has impowved if I dint hit his fwace! I couldnt help exclaiming; the coot falling back with his ghastly complexion only hidden by the splashes of black that helped cover him. Could have done without the fresh smell of watered flowers coming from the fancy pants he wore - I couldnt help clicking my tongue. Dat old fool as wasted a perwfectly good 20k? if we dont incloode da cost ov is pwants, you should be carewful not ta keep idiowts wike im when you take owver, bwother! Indeed Brother swiftly played along. With an irritated tongue click following after my own as his cute little face scrunching up in disgust; thankfully mother had me bring scented hankies that I shared. Someone, take Mr. Koot Porshi out of the meeting already, before he makes even more of a fool out of our company with his baseless & rash judgements! Daddy yelled into an intercom - atop the large meeting table - which was promptly followed by some armed security politely coming to pick him up. Sadly, the rest of the meeting was exactly what one would expect. Chapter 009: A Childish Suggestion With the old men all talking, it was decided that us two heirs sit down to spectate, and thus let us experience what a business meeting was like. At the same time we could use this time to revise the information that had been supplied to us upon our holopads. As such - we both found ourselves sitting at a small desk that was off to the side in two far smaller seats - it was essentially a smaller version of the grownups table. In fact, we werent the only people to be sitting at this table but just the youngest. Many of the young masters & misses that would become the foundation of the future of this little business venturer of ours were here. This also meant they were all technically family (thus had very similar features to both brother & sister) yet I didnt recognise a single one from my memories of this or last life. Either way, that meant they werent important enough for me to pay much attention to their lives nor deaths. Even if they werent aware of it; they were all replaceable to me unlike my immediate family. Not to mention - the fact they obviously immediately pegged me as the outsider - their eyes lingered on me without an attempt to hide their distaste. It was a rather obvious result, since the only thing Porshi about me was my surname as well as having some blonde hair even if I appeared more bleach than their golden retriever style blonde. Most of them have such blonde hair - those fools probably preferred to have the offspring taking over for them having the same appearance. Sadly theyre not as cute as the purebreed dogs. Ironically, their disgust was actually more subtle than that of the experienced generation as they didnt immediately rush to try something. Then again, they likely didnt wish to be yelled out of the room for causing a commotion just like the coot, there was nothing to gain from attacking me now. Those old men were still debating loudly - yet I followed my brother''s example in quietly putting all my attention into not just remembering but understanding all the data I was given. Thankfully there wasnt just a brunch of boring old men & women recorded but also a lot of useful information on firearms. Of course, while there was the information of firing as well as cleaning, it also stored a lot of the basic science behind the mechanics of revolver. Sadly - there was only the simplest information about revolvers - with that appearing to be the very start of my troubles. Although I had been recognised, it appeared my ability to learn had either been underestimated or daddy had rushed it so much due to a somewhat sudden decision to promote my position in the family. Simply put, there was nowhere near enough information for me to keep busy throughout the entirety of the several hour long meeting, I needed more to do. Hence it only made sense that my attention eventually drifted towards the room around me; only to abruptly take notice of a strangely familiar pair of wings fluttering around where they shouldnt. It was hard not to instantly recognise those rorshack-like wings - flapping above the group of businessmen all discussing the state of things with partially raised voices. While it wasnt too hard to figure out why they didnt notice the insect, it was above their heads after all, it was harder to understand how it managed to get into the city let alone room. Not only were we thousands of metres up in the air but also an even greater amount of metres away from where I initially met the butterfly. Hardly took a genius like myself to recognise the impossibility of it being the same bug yet, at the same time, said bug was too unique to be anything else. I suppose its just a matter of it being a guardian beast? But then why would it randomly appear inside a heavily guarded building - like our Berlin headquarters - that would obviously be quite far away from anything it was guarding? Unconsciously, I couldnt help noticing it purposely circling around the grown ups, making me take a larger interest in what they were actually saying. Were seeing some backlash from central america after a rather large crash had occurred. You mean that one from the A16; that wasnt even related to our cars. Those in the United States are good at generalising - with their politicians & media being quite good at labelling entire cultures as evil - so were getting caught up in this nonsense. No wonder they lost the wars What should we do then? More like what can we do when those bastards have never listened to anything that didnt come from their forefathers mouth. This argument continued on for a while - causing me to sigh out - which appeared to catch the attention of those on the children''s meeting table as I felt some eyes on me. No point in focusing what the adults are saying when you cant even speak properly *snort*! Turning my head I spotted a boy sitting opposite to my brother which shows clear opposition; Im in the centre on the left side of my brother due to being new as well as arriving last. This was not such a big matter for me since it made some sense - I wouldnt be immediately recognised by outsiders as even Arthur & mother had doubts. Considering, I was only one chair away from the last person on my brother''s side, it clearly showed my support for my brother yet also showing I wasnt going to demand without proving my worth. Simple tactics that had gotten approval from some of the smarter members; in contrast there was the bespeckled boy who had more of a strawberry blonde hair. Stolen story; please report.Ironic that he would pick a fight with the strawberry. Still, he looked more competent than your average brat, since he had relatively sharp features that allowed for him to have more of a genius look than my pretty boy brother. Square framed glasses also sat upon his nose which he constantly pushed up his nose; they probably over compensated in order to prevent his big head from snapping them. It was a very arrogant move to sit in opposition to the clear future head of the main family - truthfully a smart person would have tried to use me against my brother. There were many ways to do that. Yet, picking a fight with me most certainly wasnt one of them, hence it appeared as if he wanted to show off rather than actually plan for the longer term. For me, this was the perfect chance to show those who were siding with him (or were still neutral) that the brothers'' side had only gotten stronger. You want me to pay attention to the meeting, Mr butterfly? Very well! Fawther why dont you tawke adawtage ov thew cuwture ta mawke a woss a pwus? So I said in baby language - in a loud enough voice to make everyone abruptly go silent to turn to the cutesy voice that had either interrupted their talk or studying. Although they were certainly more polite than before; once more one of the old men opened their mouth with a feckless smile on his face. Its smart of you to know how to think about the best situation, however any adult can come up with that idea after all. Hmpf! Acting too smart for her own good; as expected of an unwanted child. That strawberry blonde brat mocked, causing those on his side (including a few neutrals & even allies of brothers) to laugh as those who supported the brother grimaced, a similar scene happening on the adults table. Brother just raised an eyebrow up while looking toward me with a mixture between worry & curiosity if I actually had a plan. Continue on, Armor. Those laughs all stopped as daddys voice cut through the room like a max level swordmaster''s mastered slash skill. Wew its exawctly wike what that old miwster said; centwal Amewica puts a warge impowtance on its fowefathers which incwudes theiw idewls. You cowld always use this to jump on boawd with the Amewican popuwus by wusing youw own avenues to comment on how howible the incident was fwom that pewspective; mawking it wess of a them versus germany to make it on a them in addition to us versus an obvious criminal. I chirped in happily causing those watching to be greatly shocked. Even daddy leaned forward, with a slightly mad smile, while brother seemed to glow before quickly beginning to write on his holopad but I was hardly done. We always could even hewp support those who suffered, which would wose us maybe a few hundwed thowsand marks, giving tons of goodwill & thwus positive pubwicity. Indeed It is quite an interesting proposal. Daddy leaned back in his chair as he audibly mused over my suggestion with clear pride oozing out his tone. Meanwhile, those old men were practically petrified due to my suggestion obviously being far beyond what they were expecting from a kid like me. That butterfly also seemed quite pleased as it fluttered away from the table to seemingly vanish as ripples in space came from its wings - only to consume it - disappearing just as quickly as it came. Such a phenomenon can only be called teleportation from my own perspective. I cant be sure what method of teleportation was used but this did affirm something; although it may have been an insect it wasnt insignificant. Teleportation, at any level, was something that was highly prized. So it is somewhat surprising that I didnt actually have any information from the future on such a beast Anyone have anything to add; if not I think thats a pretty good idea. Fitting proposal for the young heir of our Furstin subsidiary which I think we should see the predicted numbers for. Abruptly daddys voice brought me back from my thoughts, causing me to turn back to him from where that little insect vanished, as he had a very satisfied look within his eyes. No one else found it necessary to comment. As I glanced around the adult table and back on the kiddy table I could see many bright eyes from those on my brother''s side. Meanwhile that strawberry blonde brat had puffed up cheeks that combined with his blush to make him into a tomato; this shall be my new nickname for him. Wow, that was really impressive of you! I would be too scared of being hit afterwards to speak up Cant compare to those of the main family; sure enough. Many squeaky little voices from my left side called out, with clear awe radiating from their entire being. while even those remaining neutral couldnt help look at me with a sparkle. I couldnt have this be used as a wedge between me and brother, however, so it was time to play a little bit with these kids. I wudnt be awble ta do et if not for bwother & daddy weminding me what ta study befowe and as a test; they wanted ta wuse this as a test for me so Im glad I could pass. Offering those on my brother''s side a bright smile as I spoke in baby speak; secretly peeping at Arthur through the corner of my eye. At first he was quite confused at my word - yet he wasnt the heir for the entire corporation for no reason = as he suppressed his expression as if to make it seem like he knew about this all along. Whether he completely understood or not didnt matter as long as he could act his part; I would just make sure he knew after the fact. Now, I just need to wait for this to be over, so I can learn more Chapter 010: Now Completely Undefeatable Today it was finally the day to head towards the wine & dine session which was being glorified as a marksmanship competition between talented (or more accurately rich) kids. Currently the whole family was in the back of another limousine - as we sailed through the countryside - towards our destination for the weekend. Idea was for it to be a retreat for rich parents to debate, meanwhile the next generation will learn all about one another, on the surface to make friends but business is never that nice. It was far more than likely that its to actually help make those children aware of each other. Whether that means theyll see one another as possible enemies, masters, pawns or a useful spouse. We, in the Porshi family, were divergent in that regard and had no interest in any of that political mumbo jumbo as we were well aware of our place at the top of the ecosystem. Even when my brother took part the year before it was only to keep an eye on what the sheep below would be doing. Rather than taking precautions over them. There were people for that. This time around - it was going to be used as a platform to get my name out there as a talented deadeye with no equal inside the same generation - a stepping stone to gold if you would. For that reason I had been working quite proactively to get my levels up to ensure there would be no slip ups and, although I hadnt checked yet, my status should certainly showing as much (11,160xp worth). If you would Big B. ???????????????????????????????????? << Displaying Information On {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/Porshi Age: 5 Race: Dark Matter Spirit ([REDACTED] + [REDACTED]) God/Pantheon: N/A Element: Dark Matter Level: 3 (7.4k/21.5kxp) Status: Healthy Inventory: 0/500 Class: Baby Gunslinger Lvl 7 (500/1.6kxp) Job 1: N/A Job 2: N/A Job 3: N/A Equipment -[Babys Erste Schusswaffe] (Unequipped): Weapon Type: Revolver Damage: 2 Projectile Speed: 120 Skill: [Baby Growth] (When equipped the player gains a bonus of xp 1.5) Bio: Even a prinzessins trash is a magds treasure, Health Points: ERROR 404 Spirit Points: 110110 << Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >> Vit: 1 Str: 1 Def: 1 Dex: 10 +7 Agi: 3 Int: 10 Remaining Attribute Points: 030 Talent -[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)]: Experience gained for Level & related Skills based on practice with Firearm type weapons -[Dark Matter Body (Physique)]: Mana Points along with Health Points converted into superior Spirit Points with the usual 10 modifier to both Vit & Int while body is made from [Dark Matter] Element although also makes physical exercise useless since there is no muscle. -[[REDACTED] ([REDACTED])]: [REDACTED] Passive -[Range Finder Lvl 7 (400/12.7kxp)]: Player gains information relevant to Ranged Weapon usage Active -[[REDACTED] (0/[REDACTED]xp)]: [REDACTED] ???????????????????????????????????? Although my race is certainly difficult to level up - the levels seem to be well worth it - though one has to question if I wouldnt have gotten more attribute points if I was of a lower ranking race than I am? At present I can say with confidence that the answer would be no. Since a common race would give 1 attribute point per level up so, based on the number in range finger, that would be no. Then again it could also be a matter of diminishing returns after one reaches a certain rank in their race but there is no point in worrying about something I cant control. It also would be silly to think of lessening my race as I would need to rank up again inside Love Heart Online if I want to become undisputed number one. Even if my race may have the weakness of slow growth, that is something that I honestly dont need to pay much attention to, since I have the massive advantage that is Big B 10 years ahead of LHOs own system gets publicly released. The real question is where do I put those 30 attribute points when 8 alone makes me akin to a superhuman not even keeping in mind that the gap of 7-8 is far greater than 5-7. Obviously I could just increase intelligence to be smarter yet 10 points is already more than enough for this point in my life. Dex was another stat which would greatly help me as it obviously came in greatly useful when handling firearms however I already had 17 dex which would continue to grow as my class did. Not to mention that Big B had informed me that my stats would grow as my age did. Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! ???????????????????????????????????? << Note: A {race}.[Spirit] Of The Highest Bloodline Will Grow Passively Even After Maturity >> ???????????????????????????????????? Perchance, does that relate to me, Big B? ???????????????????????????????????? << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? Well that certainly makes my choice even harder Though, based on what I know about the natural passive growth rate of high ranking species such as dragons or foxes, passive growth will take hundreds of years to actually pay dividends. Then again, it could be completely different for a spirit, as there are only records about how terrifyingly powerful spirit gods are and I doubt Big B would share such information. ???????????????????????????????????? << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? Thanks a lot Either way I dont know which stat to increase. So I may as well just hold onto them before coming up with a better plan for where to invest them. It would be foolish to spend them without a plan when I have no need to do that - I had the benefit of money to protect me in this life. At the same time I had to admit that having more strength would be useful; my current body was so weak it could only handle the smallest of calibres possible. Although I doubt that permanent damage could occur with my physique being what it was. Nonetheless - I also couldnt be sure what my regeneration would be until I actually perform some tests - which also makes me wonder what would happen if I used all of my spirit up. So many interesting questions yet no way to answer them yet. Are you sure you are ready, dear? Having heard my mother''s worried voice, I turned to look up as I sat between her lap with her patting my head softly which I allowed her to do since it soothes her. Not like it feels good or something - I wasnt an ordinary child that could be easily appeased. It was finally time to utilise everything I had been training to do since I had awoken for the first time within this wonderful new body & life of mine. Of course I spent a lot of time with my family over these few months, more than one shopping trip with my mother as well as little sister, as well as learned a lot about running Furstin. Even beyond that - this was clearly far more important than the mountains of experience I had earned over the past month. This was it Yes mother dearest~! There it was; now there exists nothing in this world that can hold me back as I have fully prepared for anything that can get in my way. I was easily able to learn how to speak properly thanks to reading that book my mommy had left (combined with my high level dex & intelligence). Due to knowing I would regress - I ended up reading some isekai novels as a way to prepare ahead of time. Since they ought to have come up with everything by now. However, unlike what they say, high intelligence is only 25% of the problem which we call speech. With dexterity being seeming far more important in my process of learning. As for the book, well, mommy has never given me a normal present before so I should have expected a book on language to have some convoluted twist. Contained within its pages wasnt just about auditory or literary methods of communication but some that included senses I wasnt even aware of even after all my research. There was even one mentioned to be used by beings that existed purely (or primarily) within the dimension of thought - a place a mere mortal had no place being considering gods apparently didnt even understand this mindscape! What was certainly more useful than that was a particular language referred to as arcane. Which was apparently the language only commonly known by spirits; the language reality itself is written in. The problem with using magic (for a mortal) was that they needed to convey their own meaning across into this language which is not something they could understand. It would be akin to trying to describe an image using charades, in hopes that they manage to draw the exact same picture, down to the colour pigments used. Pretty much impossible. That is good and all but do you remember what youre ready for? Feeling those stern eyes stabbing into the side of my head - I could only turn to look toward daddy who had an even graver expression upon his face than usual. Phase me, it does not. Indeed I do daddy; I just need to show up all those cocky boys. Along with that, I patted my holster which was already preloaded with six bullets from Furstin, giving daddy a wide smile that showed my confidence. Daddy seemingly pleased with this answer has he enounced with some level of amusement. If you succeed Ill give you the Heidelberg Furstin branch as a free testing ground as long as you keep up your current performance. Hmpf! Anybody could do something like beat those incompetent brats that go there to show off. A cute little harrumph reminded everyone that Alexis hadnt been acknowledged for a total of 10 seconds. So we all turned toward her. However, based on the content, I couldnt help looking towards my brother who now possessed the graveness that daddy previously had. He hadnt exactly done well last year - still he turned towards me with an icy fire behind those irises - as he made me unconsciously shiver as he coldly pronounced each vowel. You need to not only win but crush that Klaus, as well as those under him, to such a degree that he doesnt dare look down on one of our representatives again. Certainly a sentiment I can get behind; as such I just nodded sagely. *click* Just like that, we had arrived, a chauffeur opened the door to let the harsh sun of late summer invade into the regulated cabin we had sat in for an hour or so. To be perfectly honest it was a little hard to tell the time - considering our windows were blacked out to help prevent assassination attempts - so I couldnt be sure how long had passed. Being lifted up & taken out of the limousine allowed for me to take in the sights of the far larger wooded area that had seemingly opened up to allow for a wide cobbled-stone paved road. At the end of the road was a large wooden manor that seemed reminiscent of those old rustic hunter-grottos - if on a far larger scale than those ever would be. There were already many other cars, of varying lengths as well as staffing, loitering around for if their masters required them. In terms of prestige there was only one that could match up to ours - with their driver looking as relaxed as one could be with seemingly no worry that his family would need to suddenly leave. In fact, upon looking at us, his gaze landed upon my brother before smirking slightly with a little snort with seemingly no realisation that I was paying attention to him. Daddy there is a rude man over there who doesnt want to do his job but dares make snide comments about everyone else instead! My cute voice easily got everyone''s attention toward me; noticing my pointing finger they would no doubt follow to see the now sweating man. No need to worry Armor; not everyone can be as professional as our own servants since they dont have as much capital so we shouldnt be judgemental. His words had the obvious effect of making a joke out of said servant, however I had an inkling that he knew fine well that the servant I motioned towards belonged to Vagen. Mother, in contrast, just snorted while bringing me as well as Alexis (who she held the hand of) into the building with the males of the family following closely behind. There was a servant to take our coats but we didnt have any so mother bulldozed past with a scowl as that man''s uncouth behaviour showed the age old adage to hold water. Wow~ Im surprised you came again this year! Finally! Chapter 011: Pathetic Having just exited the foyer, we were met with a rather open floor plan, with many support pillars that had the bark still on the lumber. This hall could be said to have been split into half. With the area we had walked into being filled with round tables that saw little use as the younger members of high-society wandered around discussing; below fifteen years of age. The latter half of the hall had their guardians overlooking their wards - from an elevated platform that had a single stairwell up the side of the rightmost wall. In contrast, the left wall utilised bulletproof glass to allow both sides to view into a fairly average shooting range which would no doubt be the one we were to use. One may think its weird that the adults would need to walk through the children''s section, to reach their own seats, however thats only if you forget the point in this meeting. Having it like this showed exactly what background each new kid comes from - allowing for those already there to know who they can go against. Afterall, how embarrassing would it be for someone like Gunter to act chivalrous to a girl only to find out shes some poor minister''s mistress daughter, being totally useless due to offering no benefits at all. At least until she grew up and was useful for his relief. Thus having all the children visibly enter with their parents allows for everyone to easily recognise (as long as they had done their research) what the worth of the children would be. Daddy wasnt the only one who proudly displayed his own company logo; I even had the logo of Furstin upon my rider-style outfit. Due to all that, it was hardly surprising everyone turned to look towards us, likely seeing me being lifted by mother first and foremost. Which I must admit is quite impressive considering I cant be lig- wait, since Im a spirit, I have no muscles or bones inside of me? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[since Im a spirit I have no muscle or bone inside of me] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? You enjoy watching me suffer dont you? ???????????????????????????????????? << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? How can a system produced, from my own remnant mental processing, by my father have developed a grudge like this? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[How can a system produced from my own remnant mental processing by father have it in for me like this?] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << [REDACTED] >> ???????????????????????????????????? Thought so. System aside; in front of us stood a little black haired boy with a level of annoying smugness that could only be achieved by the most self-centred of young masters. Similar to brother he even had his hair slicked back by gel yet a strand of hair jumped out from his fringe to fall down his face giving him a very evil looking appearance. Around him he had some very familiar (if far younger) followers. As well as many who I had never directly seen but had researched in my past life. Three of those were particularly familiar to me - as if it had only just been yesterday since they both led and caused my death. The black haired girl acting snobbish with obvious disgust toward me & Alexis, the already handsome pretty boy was working that smile while the Umpa Lumpa Well that is very curious - his face showed some unusual confusion as he couldnt help staring at me with a gaping mouth. If it was what I thought it was then he would prove to be a very interesting pawn who thinks himself a queen or maybe even king in this game of chess. A pawn who thought himself a king is best to be removed, however. Wow Im surprised you came again this year! The black haired 6 year old boy said while adjusting his little tie that had the Vagen logo embroidered on it. His own blazer was like the one brother had slung over his shoulder except the logo on the chest pocket found itself with our rival corporation''s logo. Daddy frowned at the brat who showed no respect (brother close behind) causing both of the men to look at amongst themselves. Only for daddy to nod toward him. It was far below him to acknowledge someone of the younger generation & giving them a response for their crass attitude would just give room for the older generation to judge. As such it was, my brother stepped forward to meet with the complacent Klaus, who had already clearly marked my brother as his rival since they were the same age. Im not too interested in these sorts of events, Klaus, yet unfortunately little Armor caught a bug so I had to take her place last year. A perfect defence that got a thumbs up from me. Armor? Who the hell is that? Klaus said with some annoyance in his voice while those who obviously had done their research turned their gaze to me. Since I could foresee that I was going to be needed in a few seconds, to help support brother Arthur in this verbal shootout against these Vag-goons, I leaned over to mother. I just whispered so that both mother & Daddy (who had an arm around mothers waist) could clearly hear me. I think us three are good here so you two can head to talk to the other adults. Mother obviously gave the usual worried look yet she willingly placed me down as well as letting Alexis go to perform untold chaos on these poor mortals. Although she was the smallest person on their own two legs within the room - she was also far more dangerous than any of them. Even I had to bow down the title to her. Turning my attention back to Klaus - sister is now other people''s problem - I saw the primary three having their goons whisper details into their ear making Klaus look toward me with that smarmy smile. What he didnt expect was for brother to visibly frown at his earlier words and now that mother was gone he had no problem letting them know about it. Do you think youre entitled to use my little sister''s pet name, you loathsome troglodyte? Im Armor-Cordis Porshi but you can call me winner~! Before those gormless cretins could express their witless opinions I decided to introduce myself with a cheer that ended with me cheekily sticking my tongue out the corner of my mouth; hitting the side of my scalp with a closed fist. This manoeuvre will get me forgiven by any adult with just a little bump on the head - due to the level of bright endearing-ness I am able to naturally emit with this new young form of mine. Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original. Being as young as they were, the brats werent able to comprehend the wonders of a girl like me, so this act did more to annoy them than actually appease them. Of course this was something I had accounted for when I spoke - it was mostly to deal with any adults that were spying on us - so it appears like this group of mean boys are bullying a wittle ol me. As could be expected, Klaus wasnt too happy about a newcomer challenging his easily obtained throne, and was more than happy to express it. You think a little girl like you can even hit a target a metre away? Hm? Im more worried that none of them are over one hundred metres away at this range, so, wont it be too easy to get full points? I inquired with a tilted head; an action that only caused little Klaus face to become even more dire than it was prior. I dont think a cute little girl like you would understand the intricacies involved, lil Porshi~. An obnoxious voice (that was far more childish than in my memory) cut through. Gunter cut between Klaus and myself - with that prince-like smile aimed right towards me - in an attempt to seemingly teach me a lesson. Those eyes of his even revealed a clear contempt due to his young self not being as talented in using women as his stepping stones; brother spoke up with ridicule. Yes, Im sure the heir of our firearm division doesnt understand the intricacies of firearms, you self-serving dreg of a human. Honestly, I was impressed with my brother''s vocabulary this early on in his life and it also seemed we had succeeded in our counterattack. A simple strategy where we make it so they cant focus on a single one of us - essentially attacking on two fronts - thus taking advantage of their obliviousness to their own advantage in numbers. She is still just a girl though. So Gunter replied with a bit of a chortle; lifting his arms up in a shrug as if he was saying cant be helped if shes a bit dumb. Enough talk - Ill just have to show these idiots in Porshi why the Vagen is better! Klaus mithered as he turned to walk towards the reason I was here in the first place - the firing range - where we would perform for the adults peering in from above. Now that the group of Vagen groupies were gone; our own collection of sycophants came to greet us yet I just nodded along happily while we slowly made our way over as well. Surprisingly many also came over to greet me (despite my obvious unprofessional appearance) although this could be explained by their young age combined with their sheltered nature to make them unbigoted... Well, some of the more well regarded ones were as such, like me & brother. Those who found themselves attending schools (as well as having more free time) would glare toward me or point while saying something or another. I was an unrecorded urchin in my past life, doing things to live that mother would no doubt cry about if she knew, so some rich kids giving me dirty looks was something I had plenty of experience in phasing out. Ironically it was those same rich kids that found the most use in a small androgynous boy who looked quite beautiful. Not that I could compare my two lives; I looked way better now so would have no problems seducing Jessie. *bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*bang*...*click* Seems like he was finished on top of having incurred some minus points due to an obvious rookie mistake by the sounds of that attempt to fire on an empty cylinder. I couldnt relate. The glass doors automatically opened to allow us into the shooting range - where a hologram leaderboard was upon the left and the current score as well as the challenger was above. Looking at Klaus score which was currently the top, I couldnt help pretending to try to contain my mocking snickering, although my brother didnt even attempt to hide his own snigger. What''s wrong? Klaus uttered through clenched teeth. Too impressed with our improvement over last year, so went insane, Mr. 15 points? So the always insightful Gunter remarked. Proudly waving his hand toward the leaderboard revealed that the male trio of Klaus, Gunter & Agustus (I have no idea who that is but Umpa Lumpa junior looks smug) all were far ahead of everyone else who had already taken part. Although this was a very casual competition, where one could freely talk & compete as they saw fit, it was certainly still a competition that would have quite a bit of publicity. A lot of those in the middle & working class enjoyed watching their betters. So it was important. In this regard - their scores usually would be very impressive for kids of only 7-8 years of age - though at the same time This time I was here. So their pitiful scores of 51-48-56 would soon pale in comparison to what I would get. Especially considering I had improved a lot since the first time I held [Babys Erste Schusswaffe]. Hmpf sis got 105 on her first try! Somehow our little Alexis had shoved her way through the crowd to confront those under Vagen yet it was clear they hadnt believed her as they broke out into hysterical laughter. I didnt bother to verbally aid her, as I happily hopped up toward the holopad, where I pressed a finger to identify myself as the next test taker. Oh this should be good *snort*. So a young - but still bitchy - Leonie chimed in with her arms crossed across her chest with a haughty look upon her way smaller face. Still, I just took my revolver from its holster, to look toward the tiny birds about 40 metres away. Which also marked the best targets there were; since I had no intention to fan the hammer. With my thumb resting upon the hammer - I lightly pressed the trigger before pulling the hammer down while redirecting the muzzle to the next target. Although it was far slower (than if I was to fan it) it was certainly still more than they had managed. So I would win even if it wasnt a game of pure accuracy. *PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!**click**PAM!* Just like that I blew off the rising vapour from my muzzle then, using the finger guard, spun the revolver on my trigger finger. Guiding it down promptly into my holster. Above me was a perfect score of 150 points making everyone go completely silent. Even those watching from above also didn''t give so much as a peep. Except for daddy who I heard softly utter I told you I wasnt being overly doting. Thats not possible; that unwanted bitch must have cheated! Sure enough, there was no such thing as a graceful loss when it came to Klaus, as he soon came barreling over to me with a face that would make a tomato feel embarrassed over how little colour they had. Additionally, something about that word (bitch) just makes me strangely angry for some reason. Before he could make it to me - a little hellspawn knocked his legs out from under him. Making him fall to his knees thus stopping his charge. He didnt even seem to know what happened as Alexis grabbed his head with her little hands and then proceeded to send his face into her little knee. No way his nose would be fine after that; the blood dripping down from his lowered face coincided with this belief. Only Im allowed to bully my sister *ptui*! Klaus was just trembling on the ground yet the monster that is Alexis who no one could stop, expecting her to be a weak little girl, spat on his head while kicking his side after having dismantled the poor kid. I feel a bit bad Just a bit Not really. Chapter 012: An Offical Victory You know, I quite like children, it was quite difficult to see countless children in an equally worse situation as me during my past life. There was a lot to be said about my like for children - in fact some may consider it love since I often went hungry after giving up my meal for a child in my previous life. Nothing dirty of course. Although I did hear from Mommy that she too was quite fond of children so made a place where all children could come to revel in their innocence. That was exactly the same kind of place that the so-called {Spirit World} apparently was, which all spirits called home, when broken down to its most primal elements. In other words; it could be said that simply innocently loving children was something of family inheritance that should have been expected. What is my reason for bringing this up? S-someone stop her from beating up Klaus - shes going to kill him! No reason in particular. That being the case, it did also cause some small issues for me when I initially woke up since I could prevent a lot of trouble by simply removing problems early on. My confliction wasnt due to anything as childishly naive as they havent committed any wrongs yet since I didnt find myself caring for any wrongs they had committed even in my previous life. I was fine killing even if just because it would help me. They were simply a means to an end - to ensure that the end resulted in me being in control of this world as well as the narrative - with Jesse by my side (in some form that hardly matters). What made me feel bad was the fact that they were still children at this time so it would make me feel guilty until they became of age at 12-13. Reason for those ages is because those ages are the cut off point where they would no longer have their souls relocated into the {Spirit World} to become spirits like me. How I knew that was beyond me - I certainly didnt know when I was a male/human. Speaking off Can I actually go to {Spirit World} as Im also a spirit? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[Can I actually go to {Spirit World} as Im also a spirit] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << It Is Currently Impossible To Conclude An Accurate Due To [REDACTED] In Addition To A Lack Of Data On {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] {race}.[Dark Matter Spirit] Due To Being A Unique Specimen According To Current Data Set >> <> ???????????????????????????????????? That wasnt quite what I expected to hear from an all knowing system. S-Shes got my hair; please help me! Still, all this information has unambiguously just means that I need to look into what my race can truly do as well as its unique quirks, not that I can do much about that at present. If I knew I was going to become a spirit I would have definitely expanded my breadth of knowledge when it comes to what their countless different variants could do. All I know at the moment is that they usually have a magical attribute as a pronoun to their name - this pronoun also being telling for what they had dominion over. One can say that a spirit is simply a manifestation of an attribute, given both form & self, in addition to a soul just to round it all off. That being the case; I would need to obviously understand either what a spirit is capable of to know where to begin exploring or to look into my attributes. Unfortunately, as it stands, there is no kind of magic in this world with there also apparently being no spirits to be seen. Even if there were spirits within existence (other than myself) they would be close to impossible to find without great amounts of luck or time that could be used better. With that being the case, I can only look into researching my attribute, so that means finding out exactly what was known about dark matter. Big B? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[What we know about dark matter] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << [REDACTED] >> ???????????????????????????????????? Helpful as always Seems like I may indeed need to wait for the release of LHO before I explore the more magical side of my race as well as my own capabilities. There would also be a problem in my ability to regenerate my spirit if the world right now is already lacking in both natural energy & magic. It would be very problematic if I accidentally use up what is essentially my health bar. I dont wish to die for a second ti- Do you not think we should stop your little sister? One of my brothers, thus my own, external supporters abruptly questioned me. Looking toward them I saw little special with my information on them being simply that they were the male heir of a medium sized camera manufacturer so he was somewhat useful. As such I may as well look into what he wanted; finding Alexis was currently standing over a completely bloody faced Klaus with a limp Gunter a little away with an obviously crooked nose. In her left hand she even gripped onto the hazel hair of Leonie who had seemingly long fainted despite looking fine otherwise. Only one still on their own legs was Umpa Lumpa Jr. who was also the only one who hadnt attempted to protect the little mister Vagen but didnt end up looking much better. Instead of charging at her, thus the only one who wasnt currently in the pile, he had retreated to the corner beside the door with his hands being held to his ear while avoiding getting caught. All the while he was repeatedly mumbling this makes no sense over and over again as he just continued to squat there. His words were certainly quite interesting, making me somewhat ponder a theory I had been passively creating after seeing him, yet it seemed like nothing particularly unique. No young boy would be able to accept all of his friends being beaten up by a girl a minimum of 3 years younger than they were. Kids will play. I nodded with confidence with my brother joining in - everyone else didnt seem as accepting of the large pile of bodies. Containing kids several years her senior. The three I took note of were just the only ones I knew the names of, there were many others, some of the others being 5 or more years older than me & her. Surprisingly the other kids around us didnt seem as convinced by my words as my brother was; giving me a lot of confused or weirded out looks for some reason. Still - I wasnt too interested in what they had to say for a matter like this - at the end of the day they were lower down on the totem pole. In terms of business I may have listened to them (as they would have their own insights into different matters) yet this was a social matter. To keep our position as beacons within the social sphere; we can never show any signs of weakness no matter what. A cowardly leader is a useless one in the world of politics and there is no greater sign of weakness than relying on someone lesser. Thankfully I didnt need to really listen to them as Alexis had just about finished; dropping the unconscious girl on the floor as I couldnt help looking up toward the adults area. Sure enough they were watching, all of them seemed more confused rather than angry, with daddy looking a little more proud than he probably should have been. At first they were probably all shocked from my display of both talent & skill yet Alexis had now completely managed to overshadow me with her own talents. Knowing that my perfect performance has become second fiddle to Porshis youngest beating the shit out of their opposing faction got me to feel a mysterious heat in my chest. One that gave me the urge to pull out her hair. Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. I resisted that She would likely beat me up if I tried. ???????????????????????????????????? << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? Who thought it was a good idea to give a mere machine sentience? Their silence ended soon enough as a loud obnoxious voice bellowed out in a manner which greatly grated upon my nerves. Klaus you useless disappointment; you managed to not only lose to the Porshis backup plan but you even got embarrassed by being beat by their youngest! If I dont disown you after this so help Looking toward the source of that enlightening spiel I managed to see a rather rotund man who Looked little like Klaus if Im honest. I had seen pictures of the head of Vagen since they were the family who was our greatest threat (if you could call them that) and I had also obviously seen Klaus in my previous life. Even if from a distance. With that being the case I expected to see the resemblance when I saw them together in person yet the only real similarity I saw was their skin tone and loud personality when things went wrong. To be fair, it was hard to really see Klaus face with how badly Alexis had rearranged him. Wouldnt be surprised if his wife accidently fell on another man. The family head of Vagen was a rather tubby man who had black hair that was combed over to one side of his rather circular head. He didnt remain for long as he slammed his palms onto the wooden railing which surprisingly resulted in it splintering; after doing that he stormed off with some other people following after him like shadows & sycophants. Taking a moment to comprehend the grown man throwing a temper tantrum - I couldnt help turning to my brother with an inquisitive ask - after all Im sure he would know the answer. So do you think the grown man baby will be staying for the remaining days? I could hear some sputtering from others attempting to, rather strangely, keep laughing yet brother paid no attention as he tapped his chin. I doubt hell even waste the time to pick up that idiot. He better pick these rats up; their presence disgusts me! A bloody fisted Alexis came over - making everyone else take a step back. Reminding me that these followers of ours sure are weird. Still, I decided to use a handkerchief of mine to wipe the blood from Alexis little fists before chastising her as the older sister I am for her foolish actions. Next time make sure to wear gloves so you dont get so much on your hands! Im so amazing as a sister that Im surprised Ive only been an older sister for so little time. Even my brother agreed as he crossed his arms while nodding Though why are those sycophants stepping away instead of using this as a chance to connect; I suppose children are still children so miss the obvious benefits. Now, I wonder, will Mr Vagen stay around for the remaining days for this retreat? -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- As it turned out, no, no he did not remain. To make matters worse for the Vagen; the results and some footage of the competition would be available for public viewing with someone even having streamed my results. Ironically, it was likely that it was one of their servants who wanted to use this as an opportunity to ruin me socially. Yet even if I would have failed they didnt account for the fact that Im a cute & beautiful little girl. All I would get would be awws and ooos as they watched an adorable me play around only to be bullied by mean boys. If anything it may have improved my recognisability in the future. More than my victory has Well if not for the fact that they also caught Alexis ripping & tearing through the gathering of boys after Klaus attempted to beat me up. As a result; not only did Mr Vagen not stay in the retreat but he didnt even bother to bring Klaus with him unlike the other parents within the Vagen faction. This resulted in just about everyone )other than Klaus & a few staunch loyalists) being a part of the various Porshi related factions. Honestly, it was better for us for a few of them to remain as it helped curb any infighting that may have come from a gap of an enemy. There is no way I could say with confidence that we are a completely united faction. Everyone will have their own personal needs & goals. In such a power focused society, only difference from the one in the future being the forms of power, it only made sense that each of them would move for their own benefit. It would therefore become our job as the leading power to try to appease as many of them as possible while at the same time trying to not appear weak or subservient to them. Of course that was only in a situation where there was no enemy; even then we had to keep the image that they were an enemy however I believe Klaus would do that for us on his own. Even in the future he could hardly be called an expert in human relations. Having an enemy present should make even those who (would otherwise) have fickle thoughts at least somewhat hold back with their covetous desires. Although I had to question how much of a benefit this was - if he wasnt here we may have been able to discover possible descenters. Thanks to their childish innocence not preparing them for a game of wits. Even with my knowledge of a possible future - I knew very little about the actual future as it relates to the end of the Porshi except that it likely wouldnt have been bright. One can tell from a glance that Klaus was not a very forgiving individual even at a young age. It doesnt take a genius to think about what he may have done to both brother & sister who no doubt would have shown him up. Likely would have been similar to my plan at having Alexis constantly compared to me It wouldnt have been very good at breeding mercy in him. That is beside the point right now. For all I knew - anyone could be a potential enemy - there was no way to tell who would ally with the branch families of Vagen in an attempt to take over as the new head family. If there was no enemy, there may be a way for some foolish kids to get bright ideas, taking issue with our rule. Yet that would be a- Are you focusing, Amor? Mothers voice brought me from my introspection; to realise I had once again gotten fully absorbed into my own thoughts. Glancing around revealed that not much time had passed as I was currently sitting at a table with my other family members doing their own thing. As usual, the brother was busy studying something on his holopad, daddy leaning over his shoulder to help guide him now and again without need for prompting. Opposite to them - and on the other side of mother to me - was Alexis who was currently drawing a pretty picture with some crayons. When I say pretty I of course mean it looks like something youd see if you dipped your head into a spatial rift in order to peek into the abyss itself. At the moment (there were actually very few people sitting down) they all wandered around to discuss amongst themselves while glancing back towards Klaus sitting down with just the three I recognised. This could be said to be the opportunity in which those of lesser stations approach those of higher stations in order to discuss. Most of the time its about attending a more private party or maybe offering a marriage of some kind if they have enough cards to play. If this happened yesterday there would likely be quite a few of those, who were currently sitting, who would show obvious interest in offering to take me & Alexis in as a daughter-in-law. Yesterday was still fresh in everyone''s mind - revealing that I am still considered an heir to a lot of the wealth of the main family in addition to Alexis being Being a tad intimidating. Those realisations likely brought with them a change of plans. Leading to those with such intentions needing to reorganise their thoughts before trying. There is no doubt that they will still try something or another however that is a problem for later. Either way, I wont need to worry about them starting some drama. Yes mother~! So I replied - without worry or caution - as this was an advantageous position where they wouldnt be able to easily undersell my value. The reason for this only expanded even more as mother placed a hand on her face as if to try to hold back that smile on her face, Just a look online shows that youve massively blown up; all those people have recognised just how cute and talented you are. Still, You need to be careful not to let this get to your head else it may negatively affect you like with that Klaus. Indeed, the results blew up, once again making me wonder which result would have been better for my popularity. However I didnt intend to be content either way. I would make sure to keep this popularity going (if not grow it) so I could take advantage of it when LHO finally came out. Meanwhile mother turned to look toward Klaus in disgust - as well as amusement as the boy just sat there silently trembling - seemingly almost in tears as everyone ignored him. Those that didnt end up ignoring him only did so because they found it amusing to talk about him behind his back. He seemed wise enough not to lash out anymore. So this year''s competition for the rich would go by swiftly. Now I need to focus on being ready for the real competitions. Chapter 013: A Introspection Into Choice There was a single question bouncing around in my mind Where am I? What was greatly worrying was the fact I was unable to even move my lips, let anything else, making that question even more imperative. I thankfully could still see however that helped little when I couldnt recognise anything around me. Not for there not being anything of note though. If anything there was no way I would be able to forget the appearance of this place for the rest of my (hopefully) immortal life. There was a gentle rumbling from below, along with an ever so soft rattling, which revealed that I was likely in motion on some kind of vehicle and it reminded me strongly of a memory from my past life. In order to travel across borders with illicit merchandise we would jump onto moving trains before hanging on till we were approaching a station to avoid getting caught. If we were lucky wed be able to get in, there was a type of carriage that had locks which were easy to break into with minimal traces, else we would need to hang onto the side for miles in the pouring rain. A task which was difficult for a healthy man, let alone a malnourished urchin Maybe I can use information like that to my advantage in the future; it would certainly make me seem like a saint if I were to help bust that operation as it continued strong even after LHO. Thoughts for another time. The walls themselves were a dark yet lustrous blackish-purple that conveyed wealth - especially when combined with the countless gears propped across those walls. With a rhythmic *tick* *tick* *tick*. Those gears continually turned; not all the gears were equal. Creating quite a curious scene as they all seemed to turn on their own. Each of the gears appeared to be the same colour at first however with a careful look one could tell they shifted between white & gold at just a small enough degree to not be obvious to the naked eye. Despite the seeming disorder, all the gears worked together at the end of the day, somehow combined with the measured beats to make for a wonderfully calming scene. One which was greatly helped to the masterpiece of all those gears, a large set of clock hands that seemed to move without cause or reason, but moved on nonetheless. Something about the entire structure just brought a new level of calm to me - although I quickly noticed that this room wasnt one that was unlived in. Upon some of the gears - somehow unmoving - there were pictures pristinely placed within wonderfully ornate frames. Although those pictures would hardly be what one considered fine art; looking more often than not like something a child would draw. With many of them seemingly either being done with finger painting or literal crayons. It clearly wasnt as if the owner of the room had no artistic taste. At the back wall (or rather the one I was made to look at) there was a dark oaken drawer with some metallic inlining in a fantastical border - in front was a desk with a winsome cloth atop the surface. Seemingly, it was a larger escritoire yet I could hardly see the other end to make sure that there were truly compartments there. Atop those were actually several different displays which included ornate stone sundials, hour glasses utilising different grains and smaller hand held things I had no clue about. From big to small - they were all beautiful works to look at - even those I had no clue about were set upon a special angled platform to help me take in their appearance. Didnt take a genius like myself to figure out they all likely shared a similar function. There was even a strange set of devices - made up of two porcelain bowls - which seemed to use a steady flow of liquid to raise the level resulting in a metallic fluid. Flowing through a tiny hole at the top & into the lower bowl which had several markings upon it. Honestly it seems like most of this stuff belongs in a museum rather than an office (inside of what may be a train in motion); an engaged break would be akin to hundreds of years of human innovation gone. There was no sign of worry, though, as I saw no guards wandering in. Leaving me to just silently stare toward the stink of incense (I think thats what it is) slowly becoming ash. Even despite staring at so many time keeping devices - I had no clue how much time was passing Although, I also couldnt read most of them, so that likely had something to do with it. While staring at one of the sundials (in an attempt to decipher the connotations of the different gauges) I managed to notice those metallic gears glimmering with bright lights. They werent blinding, nor were they outstandingly large, yet they appeared as if dozens of little vibrant lights of different colours abruptly entered the room I was in. Or, at least, I thought that was a decent metaphor until I literally saw dozens of little vibrant orbs of colour buzz around in front of me with glee. Leaving me quite discombobulated. I dont recall any such creatures in exis- Spirits? Indeed, these young ones are the lowest evolution of the spirits called a sprite, the most basic form that makes the foundation and majority of all life within the {Spirit World}. They are little balls of energy and emotion formed with the souls of poor children who never got a single choice within their life. A cultured androgynous voice came from behind following the noise of a door sliding open following a steady and paced saunter. Still it wasnt as if I could turn around to look at them - them speaking up once more as they approached me from behind. Hahaha you will get used to moving your body with experience; so dont worry about it. Excuse me, what? Did I accidentally speak out loud or something? Just when pondering this, my thoughts got interrupted as the source of my confusion strolled in front to sit upon the desk in front of me, letting me fully take in their appearance. Surprisingly their appearance was far more tame (very much fitting the voice) than I would have expected for someone owning this crazy train I was on. Their actual face was just as androgynous as their voice - with sharp features that almost seemed to hide behind a pair of large circular lensed glasses & a warm smile that would usually seem deceiving. Despite those glasses appearing rather normal, there seemed to be a constant glare across them to hide the appearance of their eyes, lenses appearing to glow. What helped keep their vibe was shoulder length straight hair. Coming with a curtained style fringe that hid most of their forehead, before seemingly using those glasses to help keep the hair from the front neatly tucked away. Strangely their roots appeared to be pure white with the rest being dyed a nice hazel. All except for their two centre most hairs which werent swept to the side; letting them cascade down their own face with the hair strangely not ending up in their mouth as they spoke. Even when their tan coloured blazer was completely unbuttoned they somehow managed to keep their suave aspect. Although a part of that may have been thanks to them also having a tan & white-lined paisley print waistcoat that was fully buttoned up. But that was also where the persons outfit began becoming stranger. A pair of leather belts travelled up from their waist to their shoulder in a diangle - with them containing countless flintlock pistols that had become partly hidden under their coat. Each pistol looked exactly the same; an intricate pattern of matte black wood base with silverish-gold detailing & innerworkings making for a very beautiful set of firearms. Why thank you. They were fashioned by an ally as well as a friend who is surprisingly sweet despite his rather Disorderly conduct most of the time. Once more they replied to my thoughts, at this point I was fairly sure that I was not actively speaking out loud, which raised a question of how they were accomplishing it. If it were the ability to read minds - this could be a huge weakness in the future Although I read a lot about the powers people were able to achieve thanks to LHO; it would be foolish to believe that even the largest guilds knew everything possible. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. The game covered a good dozen solar systems even at the start of the game, not all of them being a fantasy setting as many were sci-fi or cultivation, yet many somewhat ended up coalescing. This was partly thanks to a uniting figure. The {Grand Pharaoh - Tyrant Dealmaker}. A mythical entity that was thought to be a mere legend in my past life - it was a crazy notion that someone could rule over those powerful npcs with enough fear to generate a steady flow of offerings from them with no rebellion in sight. Until some managed to gain information from the nobles oro meet their servants. They were very much real; makes me now realise they must truly be real which also means father likely has a deal with them in order to set up the game in the first place. Either way, that galactic ruler was rumoured to have the ability to read all your past lives with a glance, it wouldnt be unreasonable that someone else had managed yet gotten around detection. Wouldnt be hard to do if you could literally read people''s minds - apparently doppelgangers were rumoured to have the ability to read surface level thoughts just from conception which proves its effectiveness. Wait surface level thoughts You are quite incorrect there - I am more similar to a collection of sprites than anything similar to a monster created by the scaleless dragon. Ah, where are my manners? I haven''t introduced myself, have I? Such a response certainly got my eyes to widen (especially when they debonairly slid themselves onto the desk in front of me) and thankfully they didnt keep me waiting. Ive been given quite a few names. A lot of those from people in similar positions to me. Yet, unlike them, I do not have a True Name if you would I suppose you can consider me something like a representation of a crossroad that everyone should be able to approach yet many, like these little friends, are unable to That warm smile of theirs suddenly turned a bit melancholic as they slowly moved one hand not resting on their knee to instead reach up to play with those floating sprites. In return those little lights happily buzzed around. And that is also what well be discussing a lot; choices. It was at that moment that they stood up once more to walk behind me once more - thankfully a crackling from my rear was soon joined by a rather peaceful melody that suited them well. See we often depict our past choices as a boolean situation, there was a right answer and then there is the answer we ended up foolishly going along with, though that is a short sighted interpretation. Once more they strolled in front of me yet this time they seemed to have some kind of electronic cigarette in their hand which they slowly took a dab on. Chuckling as they appeared to be laughing at their own comment on choices earlier. Soon sitting down to look directly at me. That smile had managed to expunge any glumness now. It is a truly dangerous mindset, it isnt bad to show introspection into either the past or future, however becoming obsessed with it is different. Like all things in life; introspection must be done with moderation as well as a realisation that we cannot know everything that could have been. For all we know the other choices could have been worse. This Certainly answers none of the questions I actually have; like why am I here However, seeing as they were shaking their head, I expected I would soon filled in. Suppose that would have been a good place to start hahaha. Our purpose here today is to help explore ourselves - which will usually start with how we perceive the world and any fallacies we may be able to spot then stop. Dont understand how that would help me, however. It is a rather foolish assumption yet you are young so its understandable. You, yourself, should know that a spirit''s power is derived from understanding. To set up a good foundation - for the time of ascension of your world - we must first allow ourselves to know about you. Despite their rather harsh reprimand they somehow didnt give the appearance as if they were looking down on me; instead they leaned forward with their hands clasped and elbows upon the desk. For a while they just (appeared to) match my eyes as I let what they said sink in and Well what they said actually made a lot of sense - from what I can tell - spirits power does rely on their own understanding so a good place to start would indeed be introspection into myself. That is a very good mindset to have for one as young as you, many would stubbornly hold onto pride, yet I suppose this is something you may have inherited from your mommy. Which means well also have to be careful of the flaws that come with that. After saying such, they leaned back in their arm chair. Using their arm rests as intended, however, leaning toward the left so that they could stroke their chin as they thought what to say next. Your matriarchal family is known for bouts of Well I suppose, to put it lightly, they are occasionally what many would refer to as rather selfish when it comes to certain matters. The other half of your bloodline even is said to have selfishness only beaten by their greed - their boss even refers to them by that trait. Not that that is bad. Based on the conflicted face it was clear, whatever they meant by that, they were trying their best to put it in a polite fashion and struggling. Ah I must tell you that I happen to be quite a busy person despite having you as my responsibility for the unforeseen future. So I am very sorry to tell you these sessions will likely be quite sparse. A bitter smile was added to help convey that they didnt feel good about not being able to regularly help me. However, I had no idea who they even were so it didnt seem to be worth getting bothered about. *ding**ding**ding**dong* The clocks and such from behind all rang out at the same time. Causing ripples that shook my vision like I was staring at the surface of a once still lake - only for raindrops to awaken disorder. Unfortunately it appears were out of time; I look forward to seeing you again when we both have some free time. Though before I go, allow me to remind you that your decision not to kill is wise. It would be quite the ironic turn of events if your enemies ended up becoming your subjects. Shaking their head as reality itself seemed to become one with the sweet abyssal embrace of sleep - which soon took me into itself. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ???????????????????????????????????? << Gained {skill}.[Grasp Soul (Active)] >> ???????????????????????????????????? What? Waking up, I found myself back at our home (or rather one of them), inside my bed as the streaks of morning light pierced through the blinds. There was no sign of Well, anything that just happened last night, nevertheless it would be foolish to consider that a dream. Especially when I apparently earned a skill just from hearing some philological analysis from that suspiciously unsuspicious person surrounded by what I can only call baby spirits. Big B; what just happened? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[what just happened] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << {software}.[BITCH] Has No Valid Data Sets To Explain The Prior Event Nor On The Entity Which We Had Just Witnessed >> ???????????????????????????????????? That isnt exactly good - at least Im slowly finding out more and more the limitations of this personalised system of mine. Chapter 014: City of Heidelberg I want to go to Heidelberg now! I was sitting at the dinner table, having breakfast with my family, after having just experienced the craziest night of my entire existence. Quite an achievement considering my mommy is a sadist and I have literally died before awakening in the body of a little rich adopted girl. I had a lot to say about what happened last night; honestly it was hard for me to understand all of the emotions & thoughts swirling through my mind at this moment. It was actually quite ironic - considering that the whole meeting was apparently about introspection. Either way, what was discussed, I indeed didnt mind all that much. In hindsight it made a lot of sense. At some point I even understood how I earned [Grasp Soul] - it was (once more) back to understanding more about myself. Seeing all those sprites floating around allowed for me to understand what the energy that made up the soul was and due to being a spirit of a strong bloodline Well it only makes sense I would be able to interact with a soul. Upon witnessing that person (whether they are male, female or something else I have no clue) playing around with the sprites - it was as if something just clicked. An internal realisation that I wouldnt have realised if not for having just gone through an entire conversation around introspection. That was certainly an interesting development and certainly not something negative. When one considers that a powerful entity just took me away - without me being able to notice let alone resist it - to their lair with ease. All that was just what happened thus didnt cover what could have happened; to me that tells a far more horrifying story. If that entity had malicious intentions (there would have been literally nothing I could do about it) I would just be subjected to any of their desires no matter what they were. Death would have been the nicest result. There was only one thing for that. I would need to get way stronger, to the point I would no longer be as helpless, at least to the point of no longer getting caught off guard. Even if I have knowledge of the future. That would be useless if I never made it to LHO where most of my research was obviously focused. If I found out more about theology maybe I could have found out what god that entity was or ones I need to watch out for. Yet I was foolish enough not to do that. Thus the best I could do would be to use what I already had to ensure I did; thankfully it just so happened that the therapist had given me a great idea to do that. In order to do that I would need to obtain my reward and use it to its natural fullest extent. Obviously the family were quite confused at my sudden statement - although Alexis didnt seem like she could care less as she poked her egg with a piece of crispy bacon. Mother appeared to wish to, no doubt, say no however daddy raised his hand to stop her for a moment before turning toward me. Why do you want to go there all of a sudden? His voice was as measured as his narrowed eyes that seemed to have the ability to look right through me. Fortunately I had already thought up a very good rationale for why I would suddenly decide something like this. You promised to give me the branch there so why wouldnt I want to go there daddy? Tilting my head cutely so the side - letting those yellow & pink locks of mine cascade down my face - to deliver a powerful attack to those who were watching. Alas. It seemed that daddy had managed to resist it enough to scrunch up his face with an ever so faint frown on his face. Is that any reason to rush; I have no plans to renege on your reward yet there is hardly a rush. Damn It seems acting cute had the opposite effect as he now wants to keep me around. But isnt it natural for a kid, who got a new toy, to want to play with it? Not to mention that I want to take part in some more competitions. I cant be called lazy! Offering a bright smile (trying to quell his desire to keep me close with this smile as payment) his frown somewhat weakened in response to this. Still, he didnt seem fully convinced, he glanced towards mother who practically had glowing eyes at how cute I was when fully utilising these big eyes of mine. Mother in turn looked towards him - causing his stance to weaken even more - eventually he just let out a large sigh. We should head back to Berlin anyway so this works out Yay~! Mission success. But you will have to sign up for another tournament. Daddy suddenly remarked as he got back to eating his own breakfast while checking various things on his holopad. Obviously I had no problems with that so I just nodded my head along before diving into my own breakfast once more. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Honestly, you would have thought that the problem of boredom during long travels would be solved when we can freely send people to the planet of Pluto & back, but no No it has not. Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. There wasnt absolutely nothing to do as I always had a ton of questions to ask Big B; when we set off it had only been a week since that big social event. On top of that, I had an extra ride over to that Furstin branch I now (apparently) owned. So I had plenty of time to ask Big B all about their functions. On the brightside, I have managed to get many enlightening answers out of Big B about how they work as well as the limitations placed upon them compared to other systems. Many illuminating answers like redacted and dont have information in the current data set that will help me greatly improve my understanding of how to use my greatest advantage. I did get to learn something very interesting though; the system is able to actually give me missions that have rewards that would apparently help with my growth. Their reaction to my question of what kind of rewards was my favourite of all (my reaction to it shall be redacted from public knowledge) and I certainly didnt get told off for foul language by my mother. What I did learn was the requirements to activate a mission. Obviously I was quite curious about why I hadnt got one yet. According to Big B there needed to either be a significant challenge, something which was fair if not a little upsetting, or be to achieve something that aligns with my ancestral goal. Although that wasnt a lot of information - it was a lot better than being totally in the dark about the capabilities of my personal system. With all that being said, I now stood in front of a city that practically oozed a sense of history with many buildings that had been preserved from the 14th century. Even after two world wars - Germany had managed to preserve this time capsule of a city - where many others suffered tragic losses. Thanks to it not being seen as a worthy target by those racist English & American mongrels. Walking through the masoned streets - my own little suitcase in my left hand - I got to see a lot of smiling faces. Many foreigners wandered around with maps in their hands. Though many likely thought of me as a tourist just like all these people; I didnt exactly look like one would expect a proud next generation German from the second most prestigious family to appear. The first, of course, being the Hohenzollern family that had led our world to the height we have managed to achieve. Those scum at Vagen are, sadly, likely to be the third. Is she The little prodigy? What is someone from Porshi doing here? Does it matter when shes clearly adopted! I hear shes the heir to Furstin so maybe getting an internship at our branch? Ah~ how lucky to go on holiday now; make sure to record this! Wait, isn''t she only like 4 years old! A prodigy has been born in Germany! Huh, does it appear as if I have underestimated my own fame? Young miss strawberry Are you okay? The worried voice of Thompson reminded me of the obvious fact that I would never have been allowed to go off on my own as a child. As such, Thompson was made to be my guardian on this little trip and would be playing a role between a secretary as well as a teacher. He was the one who always helped father, thus it only made sense. Knowing his worries, I just presented a bright smile towards him to help allay any worries he may have had for my mental health. Hearing a wave of aw coming from the onlookers. Why wouldnt I be okay when Im about to take one step closer to my dreams, grandpa Thompson? That was perfectly true - in a few minutes I would finally have taken the first step I needed in order to have some financial impact within Porshi. Which would greatly help me in the future. My plan wasnt to instantly make some crazy big impact on the state of things though I wasnt a business man so it would be risky to make carless moves instead of using this time to grow in a stable fashion. I see, well, remember that we are going to see the people in charge of this branch before we settle into our accommodations. Do not get too excited. You will not be getting up to too much today! A big grin on his face -as if he was even more excited than me about this than even I was. We werent completely alone (I was too important an asset as a major heir on the level of a large family to be without at least guards) yet those guards were very professional so it may as well have been. Why do we not just have our accommodations at the branch so I can get to work straight away I said with a pout on my face. Though I indeed believed that this greatly impeded my efficiency to work. Grandpa gave a healthy chuckle, shaking his head with a smile still on his face, as he seemed a little proud that I was even asking that question. It is to not negatively impact the social & mental health of our workers; we do have a boarding house. Yet it is a few streets away - so as to take care of our employees - and well be staying there. Indeed that was important I suppose Ill just have to go with his preparation. Chapter 015: Development of An Army Walking through Heidelberg was a very pleasant experience overall. Although I underestimated how popular watching rich children compete would be for the average individual, though it may have just exploded on UsTube, plus most comments were positive. There were obviously those who had their own witty comments about me - yet due to being a young cute girl with a bubbly exterior managed to make those people become outcasts. It didnt matter to the wider community if the video was fake, theyre adopted or shes just a rich girl as at the end of the day The video started off with an adorable (not an opinion as I am factually adorable) girl kicking the ass of a rich young master only for that young master to get his ass beaten by that girl''s younger sister. In fact, the realisation that we aren''t blood related, only made the entire video all the more badass to the wider community. Though many fools expressed surprise we werent sisters with how similar we looked which was obviously silly. Your average household rightfully wouldnt care much whether a girl was pure-blooded descendent although we likely wouldnt have exploded in popularity if we were ugly. Humans would always have their bias and it was hard to tell whether the bias of the rich families or the lower classes were worse. At the very least it became a great boon to me as it would be these lower classes that would make the foundation in LHO. Rich people may invest some manpower after a market shift yet at launch it would be only those with free time to spare. As such I, making sure to give everyone around me a bright smile, waved at them or made a cute pose whenever I saw them pointing their cameras toward me. I made sure not to come across as condescending though; ensuring to thank anyone who showed any interest while spreading around that I would indeed be taking part in more tournaments. Didnt just say it outright as I was playing cute. There were many ways to be subtle about it so as to not ruin my image. There were even some nice aunties who gave me some strawberry bakewells with an uncle giving me a large weaved hat so I dont get heatstroke which of course I paid for in full. Somehow I just felt right with a large hat upon the top of my head - maybe I should shop for one with my mother in the future? As a whole the locals were very welcoming. Having a subsidiary heir from Porshi (specifically from the main family) ensured that their economy would gain a big boon which Was indeed within the plan. Even if I had no exact plans for this city, not knowing I would become the ruler of it until a week ago, I wouldnt waste my daddy''s faith in me nor would I do so for these people. Grandpa seemed upset at first at all these random people approaching me, however, he eased up when someone did try to get a little too close. An aunt pretty much decked him with a straw bag. To me this just strengthened my belief that public opinion was one of the strongest weapons that could obtain then use for the best possible future. I cant help thinking back to that warm looking entity who played around with all of those little baby spirits. When we finally managed to actually reach the Furstin branch we were welcomed with a wide open spaced facility. The entire front being glass. Above there was a banner that displayed Welcome To Your First Step; Amor-Cordis Porshi with the paint seemingly still being fresh. So fresh that they seemingly forgot they needed to actually wait for the paint to dry. Based on all the university-age students roaming around - we seem to still have a very strong connection with Heidelberg University. This was certainly a good thing. I may even be able to get some university degrees while I work on my sharpshooting as well as my sharpshooter. Thats right; I intend to produce my own guns or at least have a large say in their designs. On the ride over I had looked into a lot of possibilities after being inspired by that entity, if I cant have more bullets while retaining power I would just have more guns, on top of that it will be great for experience. Inside of the world of LHO where I wished to spawn there were no firearms of any type. The closest things were apparently some magical flamethrowers the dwarves had managed to make with the rest just being cold-age tech that was enhanced by magic. For that reason - there was a part of me that doubted my father in gifting me a revolver - why bestow me something that would provide no purpose? Even if I said I wasnt worried about not having a useful class Well it was a bit of a lie; you cant be a gunslinger with no gun after all. Yet there they were; with flintlock pistols all across their chest which made me wonder why they wouldnt use a more modern design. The answer was fiendishly simple - they focused their weapons on power instead of a sustainable fire-rate. They likely had so many in order to make up for that fact. So I would like to do the same. It would also improve my growth if my assumptions about my talent are correct. ???????????????????????????????????? << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? Useful as always. Entering through the front allowed us to come into association with a decently well groomed middle-aged man who seemed to be approaching his twilight years. Splattered all around his thinning hair was patches of grey within an otherwise quite dark brown set of hair - a rather tubby tummy seemingly barely being kept in place by his buttons. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. Looking down at me, he brought his sweaty palms together, rubbing his hand together with a greasy smile upon his face. Quite obviously he recognised me as there was a gleam in his eyes. One that made those unflattering cheeks of his curl up even more. Allow me to welcome you to our little branch, miss Porshi! His voice matched his appearance but I didnt care so much about his appearance as long as he was doing his job well. I hope you dont mind me taking over from now on. A little test to see how good he was at this game of politics; most wont exactly be happy about a child gaining the power to order them about and only experts can hide that fact. Haha no problem at all, miss Porshi, we are all exhilarated I assure you! Competent indeed. Then please guide me around for now and I hope youll take care of me in the future uncle. As a reward I gave him a bright smile - in return he gave a faint bow before heading forward after giving the handsome man at the desk a nod. The man then seemingly pressed a button behind the desk - resulting in one of the doors on the left opening up which he promptly brought us through. Due to dealing with a lot of potentially dangerous materials and knowledge we have to keep our security quite tight. Still, due to people dont like to have men with big guns at the front doors, we mostly keep our security guys out of public view. Just as he said that; we walked by a man in full white armour with a large rifle firmly gripped in his fully protected hands. Making him look like something akin to a futuristic knight, blue lights faintly hummed from those eagle-like eye-lenses as well as from all of his joints. He wasnt the only one around as many of these impressive people wandered around the smooth black corridors with heavy automated doors with scientists following behind while taking notes. There were also several people with safety equipment & lab coats yet when one sees something cool they will obviously focus on that. Thats fine - I dont want those civilians around outside to be scared of us - though I am also very interested in how the silver-knight project is going? I of course knew exactly who those beings were as it was one of the projects I was very interested in and had approved as soon as I came in charge. Simply put It was a private army of cybernetic knights that most definitely were morally questionable due to utilising some stem cells to produce a brain. In other words; we were playing god by making our own life complete with an instinctive hive mentality through the usage of our technological advancements. One may look at AI and ask what is the point in the flesh yet these are no mere artificial intelligence as they dont just follow instructions but have the ability to ponder on how to do it. Essentially we removed the weakness as well as danger involved with AI. That of them misunderstanding instructions with potentially dangerous results. Due to adding a smidgen of sentience which allowed for the self-reflection that only flesh could provide them. Not to mention they were theoretically 100% loyal (as thats what they were born for) while being far stronger and faster than a normal human could ever hope to be. Even with implants. Seeing those walking around in the armour made me raise a brow; had they already made preparations and were just waiting for the all clear? As if to squander all my hopes - the head guilty rubbed the back of his head with his shoulders shrunken down with a goofy smile. Well, about that, we are just out of the theoretical stage thanks to the money you invested in us. So were having some basic AI test out the functionality of the chassis. We havent found any kinks yet so when weve finished with this well move onto the trials. It should only take a week at most to develop a functional flesh component if our simulations are correct. So just give us a bi- There is no need to rush uncle; there are still years to go before we can be sure they would even be alright to release into the world as a whole. It is not as if the Porshi would collapse in just five years so just keep everything on track and I will have no problems. So I exclaimed, getting a sigh of relief out of him as well as those who were wandering around. Indeed we wouldnt collapse in 5 or ten years But we would collapse in under twenty if I failed. The Silver Knight Project was my back up plan should I not get the popularity required to hire talented enough people to make a guild bigger than HERO was. In other words, if I couldnt recruit, I may as well just create my own guildmates and have them be talented enough to rival even the greatest of human players that could come to challenge me. Not to mention, I can just keep making more and more when the time comes, if all the predictions are correct Ill even be able to have them utilise their AI competently to grow indefinitely. That information will then get forwarded onto every other suitable model - resulting in an endlessly growing army. It will be hard to predict whether they stand any chance to use magic, however, that is a matter I can worry about when I already have a foot in the game. Already they should have more than enough of an advantage to become great warriors - as their reaction time will be as fast as physically possible. They will not have the weakness that come with flesh nor those that came with being made from metal. Truly the perfect artificial warriors. Im already confident they should be allowed in, as there were a few examples of golems across all the game worlds, even if they ended up being different in some fashion. Thus if Furstin manages to succeed here; Ill truly have my own private army inside & outside the game that will be completely loyal to me as it will be in their very literal genetic & digital code. My genius is truly frightening. Chapter 016: Seven Days Later Taking a deep breath, I quickly tilted my head to let a tennis ball fly past, moving my left hand to aim towards the rabbit who was darting through the brush before confidently pulling the trigger. *PAM* <>25xp<> I didnt let myself get content as I took a step back just in time for another ball to buy enough time to pivot on my heel so it was only able to skim my clothing. In addition - I didnt forget about my revolver - moving my right hand to pull back that hammer once more with an ever so satisfying *clink*. No time to remain idle as I aimed once more; not taking my time as I pulled the trigger toward a drone shaped target that was hovering above. *PAM* <>25xp<> *click* *PAM* <>21xp<> There was no break this time, as I quickly noticed a bird flying overhead using the blazing sun to unsuccessfully escape the corner of my eye, quickly fanning the hammer. Following through with another shot that rang through the forest. Unfortunately I only managed to hit the wing - thus not an actual mortal wound. Regardless I managed to deal a debilitating wound hence I managed a high score. Just in time for me to hear the whirling of the ball behind my head; instantly lowering down in an attempt to dodge it yet still feeling it skid off the top of my scalp due to my mistake. On top of that - my foot was caught due to the uneven ground & dangers hidden just below the green horizon. Falling forward while needing to use one arm to not only defend myself but try to reorient myself into a forward roll instead of ungracefully face planting. Thankfully I was quite successful in making my stumble appear more like a well timed combat dive into a roll. *click* All the more reason to make any more blunders though. Continuing to use my forward momentum to roll back onto my feet - jumping to the side in one fluid motion to precisely dodge another ball aiming directly for my chest. Turning my attention to what seemed like some kind of weasel to return the favour as it proceeded to peek its head up through the grass. *PAM* <>25xp<> *click* A lot could be said about my improvements in my bodily control, managing to shoot that weasel right through the heart despite the target being head on, as I rolled to the side. That made four shots so I only have two more to go however I couldnt get caught up in my success as another ball came whizzing toward me once again. Hopping backward let it fly barely past my chest before I turned my gaze to see another target in the distance - not bothering to play around as I just shot it right between the eyes. *PAM* <>25xp<> One more. Deciding to lower my profile by ducking (just in time as well) as one last ball tried to remove my head from my shoulders again. It was successful last time - so I can understand It still annoys me a little to have a sore spot literally poked again. I didnt dwell on that though, tilting my head to see a target that looked something akin to a little human with equally little horns on its head, another small target keeking through the brush. An angry little bastard that wasnt even 2 feet tall; a species that was famous even before LHO thus many could likely guess what it was. This was clearly a male imp due to the lack of spines across its vertebrae yet those around now would most likely not even know the difference. *click* That didnt matter to me. *PAM* <>25xp<> So the weakest demon collapsed before scattering into light like all the other targets. <>Final Total: 147xp 1.5 =221xp<> Soon after finishing up with my last shot, just long enough to ensure I wasnt going to continue, the entirety of the forest around seemed to scatter into motes of light. When all that finally faded I found myself in a considerably colossal white cube that had various moving parts along the walls & roof - from sensors & hard light projectors to the very tennis cannons that made my life a hell for the last 5 days. It wasnt all bad as I had found out a lot about myself during this time. Such as different small targets will increase my efficiency - with seemingly none of the demerits mentioned by Big B. Of course, there was not exactly any mention of when the lower efficiency would occur, yet I intended to milk such a discovery as much as I possibly could. There was also the fact that I was able to practise more than simply shooting at a stationary target with this revolutionary hardlight training facility. The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.Test 005 complete; take a 5 minute break before reviewing our data again everyone and thank you again young miss Porshi! Through a tannoy the rather elated voice echoed throughout this part of my underground facility. Marking an end to this practice session of mine. Shortly afterward I holstered; the door opened up to reveal the branch head stood there nervously with a fresh towel in one hand and an expensive bottle of mineral water in the other. Having spent seven days watching me he seemed to have realised something about me - the fact that I wasnt doing things from a childish interest nor adolescent intrigue. Good job inside there, young master Furstin. A subtle difference in how he talked to me however it was certainly one I could approve of. Immediately I reached up to grab the bottle of water - taking a gulp of water before - sprinkling my head with the chilling water before swapping that for the warm towel which I used to wipe myself down. Finishing off by throwing that towel around my shoulders to slowly walk towards the door. Once more where some medical personnel came in. After a quick check on my forehead (as well as checking for any bruises that I may have received on my crash) seconds later I was back into the main complex. Its been a week uncle, give me some numbers, where are we at for the different projects. Although I told him that the Silver Knight project didn''t stop me from keeping the pressure upon him as well as the team in charge of it. I also didnt intend to invest my pocket money (pretty literally) in one new toy so had invested in a few other things that I saw some potential in. Obviously there was the usual research into improving my bullets as well as my firearm but I also was invested in some things that would be considered a war crime if used against humans. Those who were on the projects could explain my grants as a kid trying to help with a man power shortage, a girl who was investing in her favourite hobby or a thoughtful child who wanted to help. That wasnt the case for the branch head and anyone could tell with a glance that he was obviously cautious while around me. Most who came across him - handing me the file that no doubt contained my answers - likely believed him just to be nervous around the brat who could fire him. I could tell that wasnt the case though; maybe it was when we first met however now he acted in a form that befitted morbid curiosity more than being on a tether. As the only person who had the whole picture, however, the branch head clearly realised there was a startling connection between these projects. When one looked at them together; it showed the signs of someone who wanted to prepare for a brutal war of a grand scale. The teams on firearm improvements have many ideas they are putting into practice and we are just waiting for the materials to come in before we begin seeing what works. Well Ill be the judge of that; ideally I want for our boys to make sure they wont blow up on me or I may need to discuss a bit of reshuffling. After saying that I took a swig of my water. Ill make sure that I remind them nevertheless they are making significant milestones. As for those who were working on the Neoschluss Gas, they seem to have some small issues with the isotopes not properly binding as they envisioned but they have assured me that So we continued to talk shop - with him seemingly forgetting any nerves or reservations he had - making me quite pleased I had such an easily available yet competent resource as soon as I took over this branch. I Honestly could see him making for a great secretary in the coming years but Ill have to breach that topic after ascertaining what truly makes his loyalty tick. Everything looks good. Although, I have to ask, where has grandpa Thompson gone? Turning my head back to hand him back the file (which he took with an obvious look of relief) before seemingly being startled at my although. He was rather cute when one got to know him - like a hamster in front of a cat - constantly shivering with those grubby little hands huddling in front. Fortunately he quickly calmed down when it turned out to be a question about Thompson instead of something about his facility. I believe he was sorting out the details for your latest competition; from what Ive inferred it seems to be one with prospects of advancement so he took it upon himself to ensure all the details are perfect. How exciting~. So I said; alongside a bubbly bright smile that melted the hearts of those who were walking with us due to it corresponding with their five minute break. They soon found themselves pushed aside as a rather messily brown haired man in a dishevelled lab coat barreled through to approach me. Soon a voice identical to that of the tannoy cascaded out to completely halt my steps - just so that I could keep up with him. That was absolutely amazing as always, boss lady, as expected of someone looking to go gold. I can hardly compare you to our last tester! Eh, ah, yes no problem at all mister! Giving him my signature smile as well with hopes that he would be stunned enough that I could make a break for it. Unfortunately he wasnt so easy of a target - as he held my now free hand while squatting down - seemingly forgetting hes dealing with a literal child. With your suggestions to include those fantasy models into the rotation pool we have an even larger pool of targets which has greatly helped us; though having a professional take part is a huge extra benefit! I wonder how long until those working with Neoschluss need a test subject. Still, with a big and cute smile, I tilted my head to let out a happy giggle at him calling me a professional due to definitely being worth the effort I was putting in. Even if talking to someone so hyperactive was exhausting - being that energetic was supposed to be my job. I am the bubbly girl At the very least; I have made a lot of progress over the last week thanks to his revolutionary usage of a tech simply referred to as hardlight. Utilising light to develop temporary & artificial structures for a multitude of possible purposes. My proposal was of course training related. Surprisingly he was more excited about that then any of the prior utilisation such as to help with remote board meetings. Well, I suppose, not that surprising. What shocked me most about him is that he managed to make the entire test chamber that I was just inside of within 2 days. From there, each day has just been me suggesting adding new possible targets to help push the tech, the first day only being circular targets. Ironically it was also me that suggested firing projectiles at the user in hopes to improve their awareness. There had been some issues with letting the machine handle physical to hardlight collisions, my guns not actually firing physical bullets, in addition to mapping the imaging to the moving targets. As such we were left with a few packs of tennis balls that our resident mad genius had picked up from the nearest sport-themed store. With these two working for me I was quite interested to see what I could accomplish. Chapter 017: Lowly Waiting Room Days went by as I eventually found myself sitting calmly in a private waiting room. Just outside the room I heard the voices of thousands of children & their parents roaming around in excitement (or worry) about the contest. Sure enough, I was accepted into the thing with little to no problems at all on Thompsons side, due to my status I was able to even get my own private room even if I was technically a rookie. I had only ever taken part in a single competition that was more akin to a function for rich people from Germany to interact with one another in addition to showing off their kids. Although I wish I could say it was thanks to my impressive performance - leading to the hosts believing I would be a sure-in for the semi-finals for the nationals at least - there was a part of me that doubted it. At most I was a nice booster to the ratings to have me. In actuality they were probably just partly worried about what would happen to them if an heir to Porshi was to be disgraced or endangered on their watch. Best way to solve that while getting what they want would be to hide me away until they needed me. Something that was supported as I watched the tv inside the fairly average looking room; sitting at the table while resting upon the strangely sticky sofa. On that murky cheap television was an interview that was currently going on with the batch of kids who were last year''s podium. Honestly the best thing about this situation was that the television made me quite nostalgic for my previous life - I hadnt even seen a holovision until after the gate outbreak incident. So you all managed to get to the junior nationals last year yet it was only the silver medalist who managed to actually get into the internationals where the result was quite disappointing to see. Despite talking to three kids, all under the age of 12, the interviewer didnt hold back. Is there anything that you think will change this year? All three of them were on the older end of the junior category while I was the youngest; two of them being boys with the last being a girl. Obviously I had watched their performance during the nationals & then internationals for the average looking girl. Nothing to worry about. It was the prior winner of this local event that spoke up despite seemingly only getting through due to sheer luck that the runner up was in bad condition. Well it was unfortunate that I didnt get to the nationals last time due to getting sick on the day however I''m sure it wont be the same this time. The other two looked at him as if they were looking at a dumbass but the interviewer managed to keep that same neutral smile on his face. Moving onto a topic all the media was actually here for. Me. I see, well, this year there will be the future head of Furstin as well as little miss of Porshi entering with the hopes of showing off like in a certain trending video. Do you- Pfff~ are you honestly so stupid that you think anything in that video was actually real and even then it wasnt as if anything that little girl did was that impressive as I could do it with my eyes closed. Before the interviewer could finish his question he was cut off by the prior champion, who crossed his arms with a mocking leer across his face. He wasnt the only one as the other boy also giggled while that girl, the only one worth anything even if she wasnt very accomplished, had a look of disgust as she spoke up as well. Her fire rate wasnt even that good plus Ive never seen that revolver before so it probably had way too much velocity meaning it likely wasnt even a tournament legal weapon. I suppose everyone is entitled to their own opinion even if its a blatantly incorrect one - they were not firing too quickly themselves - from what I saw in the internationals. I said yet puffed up my cheeks in a pout as to keep my appearance as a bubbly bright girl; only negative due to being bullied by people who are practically double her age. *clack* It was just then that Thompson placed a tea cup (as well as its saucer) down in front of me while glaring at that old monitor, looking as if it would belong 200 years ago, with a scowl. Do not listen to their nonsensical drivel, my little young lady strawberry. All of them are completely talking out of their over inflated egos and I have no doubt you will prove that to everyone very soon! Harrumphing as he reached over to his holocle; giving the metal base a soft tap which resulted in the screen promptly turning off. Its fine uncle - I know that theyre just the same as Vagen - nothing but underachievers who are happy with putting out mediocre products while swindling people into thinking theyre the best! So I confidently exclaimed while punching my chest with quite a bit of force. Not that that force amounted to much - I may not have even had lungs to punch the air out of. Still, I did at least pretend, acting as if I knocked all the air from my chest. Uncle just chuckled in response while shaking his head gently with a smile on his face; in contrast I turned around in mock embarrassment as I held my cup up to my lips to take a sip. He pretended not to notice my embarrassment, like the gentleman he was, as he instead continued to explain the schedule. It seems that youll be the very first one to be up for shooting - they say it is because they know how important your time is More likely, they just want to get me out of the way then show off what a real practised junior marksman is expected to do. Maybe theyll sweep me under the rug with the most impressive going straight afterwards to push in just how amazing they are in hopes of stealing my popularity. Doubt theyve bothered imagining how badly I can turn their little trick on all of them. Ill make sure they are all quite embarrassed. Thompson continued expressing how amazing I was, something I already knew, so I tuned him out as I think it would be better to instead check how much my new training regime was working. Big B - if you wouldnt mind - please show me my status? ???????????????????????????????????? << Displaying Information On {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/Porshi Age: 5 Race: Dark Matter Spirit.{Mythical} ([REDACTED].{N/A} + [REDACTED].{N/A}) God/Pantheon: N/A Element: Dark Matter.{-} Level: 3 (12k21.5kxp) Status: Healthy Inventory: 0/500 Class: Baby Gunslinger Lvl 8.{Baby} (1,2k2.8kxp) Job 1: N/A Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more.Job 2: N/A Job 3: N/A Equipment -[Babys Erste Schusswaffe].{Expert} (Unequipped): Weapon Type: Revolver Damage: 2 Projectile Speed: 120 Skill: [Baby Growth].{Expert} (When equipped the player gains a bonus of xp 1.5) Bio: Even a prinzessins trash is a magds treasure, Health Points: ERROR 404 Spirit Points: 110110 << Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >> Vit: 1 Str: 1 Def: 1 Dex: 10 +8 Agi: 3 Int: 10 Remaining Attribute Points: 030 Talent -[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)].{Legendary}: Experience gained for Level & related Skills based on practice with Firearm type weapons -[Dark Matter Body (Physique)].{Mythical}: Mana Points along with Health Points converted into superior Spirit Points with the usual 10 modifier to both Vit & Int while body is made from [Dark Matter] Element although also makes physical exercise useless since there is no muscle. -[[REDACTED] ([REDACTED])].{N/A}: [REDACTED] Passive -[Range Finder Lvl 7 (2.7k12.7kxp)].{Common}: Player gains information relevant to Ranged Weapon usage Active -[Grasp Soul (0350xp)].{Special}: Allows the player to directly interact with the soul. -[[REDACTED] (0[REDACTED]xp)].{N/A}: [REDACTED] ???????????????????????????????????? May not seem too impressive of an improvement, a little over 2k experience, yet that was a little over a week since I last checked so it would most definitely show given time. Would be even better if I could multiply that amount by introducing more revolvers to practise with, however my body wouldnt be resilient enough to use a normal one. As such I can only give R&D time while hoping they dont prove to be a waste of my money. An interesting thing to note is that I have no progress at all with levelling up [Grasp Soul] as well as it being an S-rank skill; a powerful skill. I should be able to rely on if I can use it offensive or defensively. It was hardly shocking that I wasnt able to actually grind using it. Not every day that a young heiress runs into creatures that she can just play around with the soul of - cant exactly use it no matter how much a certain scientist annoys me with his limitless energy. The redacted stuff is still redacted (quite perplexing) despite my thoughts that [Grasp Soul] may have been the hidden active skill. At the very least, it makes the presence of my new guidance counsellor all the more intriguing. I wonder exactly who that bespeckled person really is. From what I heard and seen, they were likely some kind of spirit yet, they werent one that I had learned about through perusing HEROs research documents. Those mostly focused on a group known as the {Birds of Prey} who worked directly for {The Abyss} Whatever that meant I had no clues. Meanwhile my current dexterity was well beyond the realm of humanity; thinking about that made it quite hilarious knowing that there were actually a bunch of little humans thinking me not even a challenge. There was also steady progress with my overall level - no doubt I could expect to level up again in less than two months if I keep this up. The extra firearms should al- Would miss Porshi please come into the firing range to begin her weapons test. A feminine voice exploded into the room from an old crackly tannoy that really seemed to have seen far better days. This was likely due to this room just being a spare rather than the sport not earning enough money to facilitate repairs; shooting was very popular. Regardless, that tannoy probably came from the 21st century It honestly annoyed me greatly that I was being treated like this despite being a member of the main family of Porshi - they didnt even have a holovision installed. Perhaps I should subtly hint at this treatment to mother and daddy. Even if I couldnt break character by punishing the organisers myself There were ways around that. That didnt matter as, for now, it was time to show off. Standing up I decided to walk out the door - of course it was Thompson who opened the door for me with a pair of four bodyguards in body armour already outside - into a wave of flashing lights. The constant sound of camera shutters indicated that, even without them giving me an interview of my own, I was still more popular than the region''s supposed shining stars. Did not take a genius to figure out that was probably the reason why they kept me out of sight; hoping to use my own popularity to boost theirs. A wave of questions exploded out with the prevalent ones being what are your thoughts on last year''s podium winners, is it true that you are the President of a Furstin branch and why did you not have your own interview. To all the excitement I just waved - making sure they got a good picture of me - before I politely spoke up with a bright innocent smile. Daddy has let me take some of the reins in Furtsin. As for the rest Well, my mother told me not to say anything bad about people especially if it causes them damages as they could try to get money from me. So I will refrain from commenting. Changing my smile to a slightly saddened expression. Which would no doubt explode into all the punishment that I could want; the internet really was a wonderful thing. Excuse me, but they wanted me to do my attempt first, so I need to go get my gun tested. Like the red seas parting I was allowed to pass. Now Time for some fun. Chapter 018: The Bastard As soon as I entered the grand hall it went deadly silent as they basked in my glory Or so I would like to say - however - what really happened was a few people turned their heads yet most were focused on themselves rather than another little girl entering. Of course, there were some who found themselves looking toward me, I was surrounded by a couple guards in addition to a very obvious butler. Quite a few did recognise me yet there were still quite a few that never bothered keeping up with what the little rich masters did this time. Some of this obviously ingrained into them on account of the poor looking down on the rich. Just as much as the rich did on the poor. I was no different to them in my past life; as far as I cared every rich girl & boy were just a bunch of small snot nosed brats that would grow into larger snot nosed brats. At least my waiting room, as horrible as it was, was somewhat better than the conditions of these other contestants who were made to wait in the hall. Above (on the opposite wall to my entrance) were a series of simple screens that showed the names of all the different competitors while some other screens off to the side would likely show in-progress performances. It was likely only the big deals would get performed individually, the rest happening in parallel, as it would simply take too long otherwise. All the way across the hall were long pews that could hold dozens of families at a time, there seemingly not being a single space out of use, as the constant chattering superimposed into white noise. Even then there were more families squeezed into the horizontal & vertical gaps with some people practically sitting on each other just to have a spot of their own. There were few kids that werent sitting atop someone else''s lap - with each one seemingly having a different facial expression. Worry, anticipation, fear, adoration, excitement, calmness, craving and countenances that I didnt even know how to begin explaining. This was thanks to them all coming from slightly different backgrounds; there were of course those who were just here to try their luck. Tons came for the fame, connections or fortune that would be their chance to break out from their current living situation. There were even some who wore rags - similar to what I wore in my last life - likely hoping that they do well enough that they at least get some prize money. Part of them likely hoped they may even get a podium finish. That would allow them to finally break out of their poverty like in some kind of fairytale; unfortunately I had no desire to play nice so their chance would be cut down by a third. In the centre of the room there was an actual modern commodity (a hologram projector) that displayed the countless sponsors of the event in addition to other details. Minor things like the people who would take their turn I imagine - also occasionally showing clips from the interview. At least they had the foresight not to incur Porshis might by constantly replaying the clip of them letting those brats talk down about me. Not that I intended to let any of them off - they needed to be reminded that there was a cost for stupidly prideful behaviour - it was my job as a superior to teach them. Somehow, within the massive crowd of people, I found myself meeting the eyes of one particular bicoloured eye that looked back with some recognition. Instead of recognising them a shiver went down my spine for one simple reason I have no idea who they are or, more importantly, why they have a level of spiritual energy I could only compare to that little guardian beast in the form of a butterfly. Appearance wise; they were only a few years older than me at most with a rather unique appearance on account of their hair & eyes being very colourful. Almost purposefully, half their hair was a rich indigo while the other was a deep navy, it was as if someone split them in half down the centre as even their eyes were the same. That was the case, except for a strange patch of hair at the front which had a golden whitish hue that clashed with the rest of their hair. They were rather androgynous in appearance. Even for a child. Their very clothes did not help as they wore an asian style unisex-robe that seemed more inspired than from anywhere on the continent. A part of that belief was that the material it was made from was actually quite cheap fabrics - if sown with a level of skill that likely surpassed my own clothing. How someone could manage to surpass the careful attention to detail that went into each of my own outfits completely eluded me. More so when it was someone of a lower class That was the least of my worries at the moment, however. Across their back were a series of different handles with a bident resting in their hand; nonchalantly resting the weapon on their shoulder while tens more appeared to be present on their back. A self-confident smile on their face with those eyes staring directly into mine. They even winked to make sure I there were no doubts that they were actually looking right back at me. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Nevertheless, just as I was about to ask Thompson who that strangely coloured person was, I saw the supposed shoe-in for gold metal at this event. Confidently strutting in front of my line of vision with a smug look on his face - using his height to stare down at me. I hope yo-*THUD* Before he could continue on; one of my guards stepped forward to hit him in the stomach with the butt of his weapon. Considering he was pretty much just a child, it wasnt very surprising to see him fly backwards onto the ground, my guard shouting out. Dont approach the young Furstin! Each of my guards were dressed in power suits that weren''t exactly a subtle piece of equipment and also did nothing to hide the sub-machine guns. It would seem that last year''s winner somehow didnt notice the paramilitary unit, though, else they wouldnt currently be sprawled over. Currently too busy throwing up their quite large meal as tears left his eyes. I can tell from experience; being hit that hard by the butt of a gun is quite the painful experience that doesnt fade away for quite some time! People all around also obviously caught the shout of my guard - turning around to express their shock & fear that there was some troublemaker trying to start something with a Porshi family member. Even if he was somewhat famous locally that wouldnt matter. Afterall, the higher up you are the harder youll hit the ground when you come back down. My lady strawberry, ignore the idiot attempting to charge you, I know its scary but we must hurry toward the event area if we are to win this. Although Thompson said this - he didnt seem too worried about me if not due to a lack of care. It was more likely he just didnt like that smug brat so (together with my guard unit from Furstin) decided to set him up. To follow through with my thoughts; the guard who hit him in the gut soon forced him onto his stomach before using a pair of electromagnetic-holo cuffs to keep his arms trapped behind his back. Those handcuffs were actually something I looked into as I found them interesting. They looked just like a slightly misshapen silver bar at first yet would use the bioelectric signal of the body to develop a field around someone''s limbs. In truth the holo-projection was more to indicate what would stop moving and provide something to grab onto rather than actually do anything to increase the security. The security was all electromagnetic. Ive lost all interest in that though - instead trying to spot where that androgynous child once stood only to not find a single trace. Even looking around the hall I couldnt spot them. Quite strangely since their clothes were obviously quite different from what was common nevermind the fact that their hair was strange even from what Ive heard about those in LHO. Could they have been some old saint that came down to check on the next generation after sensing some change in the dao or something weird like that? Hopefully not; I didnt quite like the idea of people stronger than me freely existing on this planet. I would sooner burn it all to the ground than risk something getting in my way. That being the case, I decided to indeed continue heading to our destination, making sure to address Thompson as I headed on. There is a kid, unknown gender, who has a unique hair & eye colour of blue as well as blueish purple. Split in half - had a strange white patch as well. I want you to see if there is any information on them I dont care how we obtain this information as long as its something of worth. W-what would be of worth to you? Thompson audibly taken aback since my voice was the most serious it had ever been since my 5 years alive in this form. Thankfully he was competent enough to quickly catch up with the changing tone - even if it made him somewhat nervous. Any information directly about them or anything related to them is of worth; even if its just what weapons they had today. Hearing mention of weapons made the old man quickly look around, messing with the settings on the holocle present over his eyes, though just like me he found nothing. He wasnt about to let that stop him as he quickly began to make a series of calls & emails as those guards in turn grew more cautious about their surroundings. To those around it would simply just be because some idiot tried to charge down a young talented heiress Which was, admittedly, dumb and I doubt he would be released from custody in time to take part. In fact he would likely lose any chances he had of seeking a public career especially in this industry. This would no doubt blow up due to involving myself - ruining his entire life through a moment of confidence born stupidity. Not that I cared about a fool who dared look down on me. People would forget he ever existed with what I was about to do. Chapter 019: Enemies Since Birth The testing range for the competition - that would be used to judge if my [Babys Erste Schusswaffe] was a tournament legal weapon - was a rather simple ordeal. A room with a couple targets that each had several light emitting diodes (combined with light sensors) in order to measure the speed of a bullet as well as track the parabola that it takes. From all that data, it would be simple to work out the details of the gun when combined with the type of bullet recorded down. Something we used even in Furstin. Walking into the test range I was soon met with the silver & bronze winners from last year; the former only giving a dismissive glance from a corner before returning to filing her nails. In comparison the bronze winner, whom was a large muscular boy that easily towered over me, used his size to his advantage as soon as I entered the room. At least he was smarter than the last one. He at least made sure to keep an appropriate distance from me. Even without looking - I knew that my guards were just waiting for a chance to tackle the boy to the ground as if they were sharks that sensed blood in the water. Thankfully they werent so eager that they ended up ruining my public opinion. I could easily avoid any legal issues but social issues were harder to fix. I also had a pretty good idea of what he wanted (or rather what both of them wanted) as both of their eyes were more focused on my holster rather than my perfectly shaped face. Still, I made sure to keep a big smile on my face, secretly wishing I would hit my preteens where I could go into a goth phase. Everyone knew that goth girls were the favourite type of girl. What can I help you with? A little blush appeared on his as he looked down on me while the girl in the background clicked her tongue in distaste at that. Honestly, I had to agree with her. Since I very much disliked the idea of getting into a relationship with a man - having such a traditional boy drool over me was a disgusting prospect. Regardless, Im an innovator who will use all of my advantages to get the edge. W-we dont trust you to be honest so you cant use your tricks to pass the firearm assessment with such an obvious custom weapon like that. He managed to stutter out; pointing aggressively at my [Babys Erste Schusswaffe] that was still at my waist. Of course, since your a girl, if yo- Sure~! Without letting him continue on - I unhesitantly unsheathed my firearm and passed it to him in a practised manner. Daddy already made sure I knew how to safely hand over my pistol. We were well aware that something like this could happen when we were planning for today, so, it was obvious I came well prepared. He seemed surprised at how easily I gave in, something that made the two visibly concerned for a moment, they still recovered though. Their arrogance as genius shines through. Allowing them to effortlessly convince themselves that they were right; no matter what facts would be presented to them. Bringing my holopad out of my pocket before sitting down, not worrying about what that boy was going to do with my gun, leaving watching the bronze beta to my capable team. Instead I looked into the recent news as I havent really given myself enough of a break to keep up with that kind of thing. Although I did look up when I heard that familiar *pam* echo throughout the room; looking to see a frozen faced boy who was still standing in his firing stance with others looking similarly static. Taking a glance at the target, I couldnt help tilt my head in confusion, there being no bullet on the surface of the target. Didnt take a genius to figure out why that was the case. I couldnt help chuckle upon noticing the bullet hole present on the artificial turf in front of the actual target with me seemingly not being the only person amused. Multiple little snickers could be heard - causing the bronze boy to start glowing red again. In response the silver sheila angrily broke that nail file of hers hitherto storming over and snatching the pistol out of his hand. A moment later she only managed to hit the bottom of the target which, although better, most certainly wasnt the result either of them imagined. Refusing to accept their incorrect assumption; she continued on to study the pistol with a clearly furrowed brow. This was probably something that should be stopped but since it was a cute girl this time around I let it continue on until Thompson no doubt cut in. Turning back to my holopad instead. Scrolling through the news articles brought essentially the same old stories as ever. Some politicians go back on their promises only to pretend to be apologetic, another member of law enforcement abuses their power only to resign before any punishment can occur to them, an activist burns someone''s house down and so on. Several minutes of scrolling (even ignoring some screams that happened in the main hall) I found little of actual interest with only some small skirmishes in the Americas that could lead to some profit. Or so I thought until I came across a certain trending story about a series of deaths that were occurring all around the world. Opening up one of the videos presented me with the regular scene of a woman in a dress & a man in a suit who discussed the topic with a large screen behind them. -so as it stands, a total of 200 netizens across the globe have passed away to seemingly natural causes after posting defamatory or outright offensive content onto the net. After saying that a collage of scenes including various obviously mutilated corpses, even Im shocked at the shamelessness to call this natural, with the two going on. It is a shame yet there is no real discernible connection in the deaths except for the fact that they all were rather toxic online. No connection? Am I the only person who notices those obvious slice marks as well as the looming figure in the background of all the images? Honestly this has got to be the worst cover up I have ever seen Or so I thought until I looked into the comments. All throughout there were endless series of people agreeing with the pair of hosts - not even making fun of the moment when the expert came in to begin professing it as a seeming act of god. How this could be happening was completely beyond me. It didnt seem like a case of comment removal as I checked many other publications from all across the social sphere; this also wasnt the case of just some top comment being sarcastic either. There were no comments of those not realising the joke nor were there anyone calling the rest of the group out. Not even those crazies talking about how everything was secretly a propaganda piece for x or y were present no matter where I looked. It was as if the entire net decided that this one thing was just a natural occurrence. Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. Even with a bloody japanese kitchen knife sticking out of one of the eyeholes Big B have you got any idea what this could be? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[you got any idea what this could be] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << It Is Heavily Recommended That {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] Does Not Get Involved With This Event As There Is Too Much Danger Involved With {[REDACTED]}.[Adjudication/Judgement] >> ???????????????????????????????????? That Is not the response I was expecting. Watchu up to nerd? An ever familiar voice brought me out of my brooding - only to realise that Alexis was watching my screen from over my shoulder. For some unknown reason she was dressed in a full martial arts getup; however I reckon that hot pink belt is more for fashion since it sparkled. She also was in a similar situation as me - only guards surrounding her even if they didnt have the newest Furstin tech. Looks like some dumb internet peasants get some justice muhahaha! So you also think this is some miraculous act from god- -eh what are you on about stupid head?! God doesnt use kitchen knives but massive world ending floods and rain of flames! Plus there is obviously a figure in the back. A rather suspicious glimmer appeared inside her eyes, as she threw her arms out, that I didnt want to look into any more out of an instinctive love for my second life. What I couldnt ignore was the fact that (apparently) this sister of mine was the only other person in the world who agreed with me Actually - I think the rest of the internet must be right and I must just be going crazy - resulting in me imagining things that dont actually exist. As for how she can also see them? Well, shes Alexis so it only makes sense that she has some kind of undiscovered metal issue that lets her. Interestingly enough I dont remember anything about her or this from my past life. So maybe she gets sent to an insane asylum in the future and then gets forgotten? Yes, that must be it What? I lifted my head to see a confused little sister - only to give her a bright smile in return - I need to act nice since I dont know how shell have it hard in the future after all. Nothing at all for you to worry about; my cute little sister. Strangely she didnt look convinced as her eyes narrowed to glare at me. Youre thinking something rude, arent you with that fake personality of yours, plus cut that my cute little sister bullshit when you only have a 7 month advantage over me you- you You dummy! As creative as always. What are you even doing here? Hmpf do you think Im stupid. Yes I do; though considering she continued to crack her knuckles I decided against saying such. Its obvious that youre preparing for something with all this training you''re doing, as such Ill prepare as well, Ill become even stronger than you. Then youll need to call me older sister while begging me for my help - I even beated up that person who randomly asked me to help stop you from abusing your power as if I could do that hahaha! Pretty sure that wasnt a word as well as proved all my- wait what? How does she keep realising these things that no one else does! ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[How does she keep realising these things that no one else does!] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << She Is Smarter Than Y- >> ???????????????????????????????????? Now lets not get crazy here Big B. ???????????????????????????????????? << >> ???????????????????????????????????? Maybe we could be closer as siblings through utilising our combined progress as athletes and then as proud warriors in Love Heart Online? Huh, what are those idiots doing with your gun, though I suppose that one is cute enough for it to be worth letting them play around I see Maybe we werent so different since she too had an interest in the fairer things in life - even if we were only 5 years old. She isnt the most interesting with rather average everything yet she does indeed look cute with that bratty personality ... What are you on about; clearly that boy is wa~y cuter! Unfortunately it seems that this sister of mine cant help being incorrect - I could only shake my head with a sigh of disappointment. Ensuring that she could hear me clicking my tongue as I walked over toward the pair who couldnt refuse to give me my gun. Even if begrudgingly. Having been greatly disappointed I didnt even try to look fancy; strangely that was the best performance Ive had yet. I could tell once I walked out that no one else would be able to beat me - based just on their looks alone. Back to Furstin I g- wait the martial arts is tomorrow so that idiot girl came early Well, she needs a little humbling, I guess? Chapter 020: Those Who Remember < Augustus Kabray - 3rd PoV > In a large finely decorated room a single rotund boy, who Armor-Cordis would instantly recognise as the younger variant of Umpa Lumpa that made her life hell, paced back and forth. Despite not even being 13 years of age - he showed obvious signs of stress. Biting down on his thumb as sweat rolled down his face no matter how much he patted himself down with a cloth. A confusing scene since he was the eldest & only son of a world renowned candy (specifically chocolate) brand. There should have been few worries for him. Regardless, there was also no ounce of childishness in his expression, he read through a document he held in his left hand while that cloth constantly dabbed his forehead. Upon the document was everything that he managed to discover about the Porshi sisters after contacting various informants. He had even bothered his parents with the task; something that made them giggle as they no doubt thought it was a sign of young love. As such his parents had discussed a possible arranged marriage between their precious cocoa bean yet if either of the sisters knew Well there would no doubt be a rather strong series of disagreements as neither were known for being pushovers after these 2 years. Both taking part in multiple olympic events that quite a lot of people expected them to win. Other than the pages on the Porshi girl - there was another sheet of paper that had information about various white children. WHERE IS HE AND WHERE DID THEY COME FROM! Eventually howling out as he just chucked those pages to the ground after letting out an angry stomp that accomplished nothing. Walking over to a little desk he sat down and clutched his head. His breath fast with his expression being a strange mix between both anger & fear. After a minute he managed to calm himself down but even then worry was painted across his face as he went back to pick up those papers. Carefully going through them once more - even if he quickly came to the exact same conclusion. There is nothing suspicious about those sisters nor is there any information of that little murderous trap bastard; I should have learned his name! Gnashing his teeth he proceeded to crumple the list of children up before chucking it into a nearby bin with a clear look of vexation. At least I somewhat understand what those girls are doing but how can I remain calm when that psychopath is roaming free? At least he shouldnt be aware of much about the game, even if he has returned with his memories, so I at least dont need to worry about him. Most likely hes gone into hiding on account of him not being able to do much with his low-financial capacity & potential even if he did come from the future hahaha. Quickly he managed to convince himself that there was little need to worry about some fat asses twink thus settling back on the papers about Porshi. Soon he began mumbling to himself as he read through them. The youngest of the two, Alexis, seems to just be focusing on her training for mixed martial arts while also putting a hand on some of their fashion centric sub-divisions. That adopted girl meanwhile has essentially taken over most of Furstin and spends most of her time in what has become their headquarters Shifting through his papers he slowly read about all the two had been up to; strangely they seemed to have been far more active in the last 2 years than they had been in their other five. It seems that the cute one is taking advantage of her location next to a university - working towards a doctorate in Computer Science?! She even already has a masters in addition to working on earning herself a degree in surgery as well as other fields of medicine? Why would a rich heiress whos so great with firearms bother with something like that? He couldnt help scratching his head in obvious bafflement toward the move. As far as he knew Furstin was just a firearm production company however by looking into it more he began to feel a strange coldness embracing his spine. It seems they are far more focused on research rather than the guns people assumed was all they did Must be working seeing how much theyve been able to expand their market despite putting most of their returns into research. After learning about the two, he decided to sit back in his seat, tapping a holopad to get a hologram of both of their assumed bodies based on their most recent appearances. In no time at all his gaze swept over their youthful forms with a hideous smile; especially when his gaze settled on Armor-Cordis. Looks like that black girl is quite the early bloomer - makes me wonder how big shell be when she grows older than she is. Although she is quite short I think she''d be impressive and they look strangely similar even if theyre not actually related. All things considered shes quite pretty with a lot of potential despite her colour Licking his lips as he spoke. With the level of technology they had, in addition to the pair never being the most modest of girls since they were always training, it wasnt too hard to get a map of their body shape. Something he was clearly taking full advantage of as a boy who was beginning to see the start of his puberty taking hold. It would be a shame to throw away a girl who is smarter and maybe better than Leonie after surgery even if she wouldnt be as skilled Then again Leonie wont yet be in this timeline plus I may be able to stop her from needing healing in the first place. Probably needs those nice plastic puppies though. If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. The memories of healing Leonie in return for usage of what she repaired must have been good since his mind wandered over to a box of tissues before looking back at Armor-Cordis body. Maybe that homicidal homo is hidden in plain sight Well, anyway, I am already dealing with Alexis but maybe shes the reincarnation of him? Would be convenient to deal with getting revenge as well as removing an unknown variable - I may even be able to convince the black girl that she can only be safe with a man by her side hahaha! His mocking laughter filled his room making him look like a madman on account of it being completely black outside of his door. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- < Amor-Cordis - 1st PoV > Once more I heard that familiar classical inspired music despite having just settled down for bed; in addition I clearly was no longer in my shared bed with mother & Alexis back at our Berlin home. Could we hurry this up; Ive made my first media investment so I very much wish to watch the show preferably alone with some tissues. My eyes told me the exact same - a similar design to that rustic office displayed itself to me - with literally countless brightly coloured sprites buzzing around happily. Looking down allowed me to find myself standing upon a carpet that had a long yellow trail that was besieged by brown on each side. Although there were seats all the way along the brown Even if sprites had the ability to, I doubted they would sit still. Still, my thoughts that it seemed like I was on a train was all but confirmed since there was a low probability that this wasnt a 19th century-style passenger cabin. It seems you have been quite busy as of late - youve also grown quite a lot. An equally familiar voice quipped with clear amusement apparent in their voice. Turning around presented me with the appearance of a very properly dressed androgynous entity that didnt actually leave me with a name. They didnt seem eager to share one either. Nevertheless, they werent wrong on either account, I had even begun wearing band aids over my areola to prevent the constant chafing I was experiencing along with my growing breast. Already being a good handful (for my little hands at least). Although I was a little on the earlier side - it wasnt unusual to begin my journey into womanhood at this age - yet as a boy in my past life I didnt know how much of a pain it was. I also had no interest in actually wearing bras until I was at least 12 since I would no doubt continue to grow in size for quite some time thus it would be a waste of time & money to constantly readjust the fit. Time I believe was better used on all the projects I was working on. According to my mother; it was miraculous she could even get me down to Berlin in order to take part in the preliminaries for the Olympics. Is there something you wish to say about that? I asked, somewhat curious, what their reaction would be to my war based developments. Especially to me literally trying to play god with the development of project silver-knight which I had begun taking part in personally. There had been a lot of progress with melding the flesh to the machinery with a technically working prototype already walking however there were certainly some issues with self-awareness. A problem my researches had no real knowledge of how to solve hence why I decided to throw my cowboy hat into the proverbial ring - not literal since I treasured my new hat from mother. None at all; the spirit race is actually all about following one''s curiosity like the children we all are on the inside and some outside hahaha. Whoever this person was- wait I just realised that Im able to freely move in this dream despite obviously not being able to do so before. Certainly quite interesting You see, similar to others, it seems you only look at what you''re able to do from surface level despite being able to do a lot more. Assumptions are always surface level so you should take a longer look as well as a subjective look at what skills you possess. Perhaps what you already have can be made into a solution for problems you dont understand or havent found yet? So they said with a smile while putting their hands into the pocket of the coat they were wearing this time; just as old fashioned as their previous outfit pieces. A collection of sprites always seemed to be around them, in return, they reached a hand out to let the little entities bounce up and down on their palm. Satisfaction clearly upon their face as they spoke. It makes me conflicted on whether I should be happy they exist or sad they exist. Just as they said that, they reached his other hand into his pocket watch, pulling out a pocket watch which was attached to them by a chain. Looking at the surface for a while before letting out a sigh. It would seem we have once again run out of time so I cannot tell when our next appointment will take place but I believe you will be fine Just stay away from the one who watches the watchers. Before I had the chance to even consider questioning those ominous words, I found myself waking up with a certain dainty bitches foot hitting me in the face. I couldnt help frowning, no matter how I thought about it; what was I even meant to do with that knowledge? Chapter 021: An Eye For Things Today was the day I would finally achieve gold in front of the entire world Once again; the Olympics wasnt the only international competition, just the most famous, after all. Just glancing around my little Washington DC office showed that I had little to worry about. Across all the walls were countless accolades from the various contests from around the globe in addition to some PHD & masters. I honestly had too many of both - I may need to make more offices to store them all at this point. Although it had only been 2 years since I awoke in this body, there hadnt really been much of a challenge as I hurriedly climbed up the professional sports ladder. The time gap between the locals, provincials, nationals & internationals was more than enough to improve my skills. If I had to give my opinion; it was nothing short of disappointing at how easy it actually was to win all of these trophies. It was to the point that - not only did I win everything I took part in - I didnt even have anyone close to being called my enemy. They were nowhere near my level. especially when the first year rolled over and I officially became six years old. I wasnt alone with that feeling as Alexis also experienced the woes of being so talented. Of course, in her case, it was within the martial arts scene rather than the firearm divisions. Second year she somehow managed to convince daddy to let her take part in the weapons-based tournament yet she still continued to blitz through. At least it gave me more time to work towards other preparations - there was more than just practicing aiming that would show promise in the future - part of that being with my Silver-knight project. This actually includes the fact that Im officially working on a proposal to directly have our various subsidiaries of Porshi invest into LHO (both the game world & company). It would massively improve what I can do inside the game if I have the entire weight of Porshi behind me - not to mention itll likely give me a one up on Klaus if we keep this under the table for now. If I formulate this wrong, this could lead to daddy losing faith in me, it would be akin to throwing away a lot of what Ive earned over these years. Not to mention that I was still (very much) a growing girl. Looking at my status kind of made it obvious why normal humans didnt stand a chance; even when one considers that Ill be going up against adults today onwards. ???????????????????????????????????? << Displaying Information On {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/Porshi Age: 7 Race: Dark Matter Spirit.{Mythical} ([REDACTED] + [REDACTED]) God/Pantheon: N/A Element: Dark Matter.{-} Level: 22 (45k131.6Pxp) Status: Healthy Inventory: 15/500 Class: Baby Gunslinger.{Baby} Lvl 50 (23.3M637.6Mxp) Job 1: Adept Linguist.{Expert} Lvl 5 (2.3k3.4Mxp) Job 2: Researcher Resident.{Adept} Lvl 12 (200531kxp) Job 3: N/A Equipment -[Babys Erste Schusswaffe].{Rare} (Unequipped): Weapon Type: Revolver Damage: 2 Projectile Speed: 120 Skill: [Baby Growth].{B} (When equipped the player gains a bonus of xp 1.5) Bio: Even a prinzessins trash is a magds treasure, Health Points: ERROR 404 Spirit Points: 410410 << Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >> Vit: 2 Str: 2 Def: 2 Dex: 12 +50+12 Agi: 5 Int: 12 +15+12 Remaining Attribute Points: 315 Talent -[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)].{SSS}: Experience gained for Level & related Skills based on practice with Firearm type weapons -[Dark Matter Body (Physique)].{Ex}: Mana Points along with Health Points converted into superior Spirit Points with the usual 10 modifier to both Vit & Int while body is made from [Dark Matter] Element although also makes physical exercise useless since there is no muscle. -[[REDACTED] ([REDACTED])]: [REDACTED] Passive -[Block Resistance Lvl 1 (178250xp)].{B}: Increases players'' resistance against blocks in thought. -[Expert Range Finder Lvl 2 (8931.1kxp)].{B}: Player gains information useful for their purpose. -[Grandmaster Draft Lvl 3 (31.4M210Txp)].{B}: Allows the player to quickly draft concepts they have thought up using any medium they have available (eg. pen+paper, computer, chalk+blackboard). -[Steady Hands Lvl 5 (198.2k4.5Pxp)].{A}: Will help the player keep steady hands no matter the situation. Active -[Expert Incision Lvl 7 (209k27.8Yxp)].{B}: Grants the player the ability to expertly make an incision. -[Copy Lvl 4 (57280kxp)].{C}: The player will instantly be able to remember any document they have read with some room for error.. -[Grammar Check Lvl 2 (191.1kxp)].{B}: Notifies the player of any major grammatical errors. Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings. -[Grasp Soul Lvl 2 (262.9kxp)].{S}: Allows the player to directly interact with the soul. -[Health Check Lvl 9 (18.2k99.5Mxp)].{D}: Player can check their patients bodily status. -[Spell Check Lvl 5 (7624.2kxp)].{C}: Notifies the player of any obvious spelling errors. -[Master Suture Lvl 5 (170M1.2Rxp)].{A}: Quickly stitch up given material with threads in addition to making threads from mana (or fitting substitute) as a plausible alternative. -[Translate Lvl 5 (78396.7kxp)].{D}: Roughly translates text. -[[REDACTED] (0[REDACTED]xp)]: [REDACTED] ???????????????????????????????????? Even if I always knew I was a genius, it is certainly nice to see it being formerly noted down. These numbers are really ridiculously large and Im not even in the game. ???????????????????????????????????? << Suggest {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] Doesnt Get Attached >> ???????????????????????????????????? What is that meant to mean? *sigh*, never mind, I can guess what your answer would be. Moving on. Who actually measures anything, non-theoretically, in the peta (10 to the power of 15) scale? Not even mentioning yotta which is the largest Ive seen. Leveling may be hard yet one can clearly see how much progress Ive made. Not to mention the obvious gains I managed to make in deciding two of the routes I have embarked on; leaving me with only one more job slot to consider carefully Or try to convince mother and daddy to let me play with chemistry. As anyone can see, though, all the skills I have gained during this time have essentially all been what one would refer to as non-combat type abilities. A simpler person would argue that it would be more important to gain as many combat skills as possible; thus allowing me to be able to become a metaphorical (and maybe literal) tyrant as far as other players are concerned. Especially now when I am the only one who can actually do such. I believe that is very short sighted to the point of stupidity. One cant solidify their rule through the usage of power alone - this isnt even bringing up the fact that I am only one person so cannot be everywhere - so I would actually consider the opposite true. When the game comes out, everyone will be vying for more strength so my time will be far more limited if I wish to secure my place at the top. As such, it only makes sense that I should focus on the more time consuming process of leveling up my skills & classes that wont advance in such a situation, I should make sure I have options. It will be far easier to keep a lead when it comes to non-combat classes afterall; my intelligence isnt that high for nothing. In fact I would be able to suppress my enemies and build a monopoly. Although it may seem that linguists & medical researchers arent very important That is an absolutely stupid thought to have. Especially since there are many different forms of language which includes the various programming languages I found - not to mention I wont need to worry about silly little things like morality & the law when I get into LHO. There is no doubt in my mind that I will find a way to utilize these classes in order to make my position within the player base as important to them as a foundation for a building. Plus it wasnt as if I wasnt gaining increased combat potential; one just needs to look at my stats in addition to the 315 points I can still invest. At this point I am no longer a superhuman - I may as well be a demigod who has descended upon this planet to make her name known. My dexterity is so high that I cannot even begin to compare it to any creature on this planet. Until I enter LHO there will be no need to worry about falling behind. There is the issue of my other physical stats being quite a bit lower than I would have preferred, that made sense though, I was still a child after all. Enough about that though - it was approaching the time to see how hard it is to achieve gold. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Well that was easy yet this is hard & boring! So Alexis complained, not that I could disagree with her, as we both had several gold medals hanging off our necks. Although for me that was actually quite difficult since I wasnt a monkey girl like she was. I did not have the physical strength to sustain this much metal so was forced to use my hands to cradle them. Every time I see those medals freely jangle around her neck I cant help growl in anger Both of us stood side by side in the closing event - in the middle of a grandstadium with tens of thousands of people cheering from all around. Some famous guy that I didnt know (likely meaning he wouldnt be with us for long) was giving a long winded speech about how amazing everything was and the usual malarkey. Thankfully he at least made sure to mention us two being the youngest people, let alone girls, to earn gold in addition to being the youngest to participate in this farce. I had won gold in the standard target shooting event, clay pigeon shooting and the quicker shooter event with each being exactly as I imagined they would be. Meanwhile Alexis had won gold in the mixed martial arts & mixed weapon event. Of course, this proves that Im better than her as I won gold in three events while she only managed two. Grrr Ill complain and make them add another event! She said due to clearly being unwilling to accept my superiority as the older sister; just like the foolish little girl I knew her to be. Dont be petty plus money can not fix ever- Just as I was about to teach her a valuable lesson, the world itself seemed to decrease in definition, my vision becoming covered in a blood-like haze. The center of my forehead even began to ache. Before I could make sense of all this my mind got pulled to Alexis I could hardly make out due to the decrease in visual quality. Abruptly I saw a bullet (my dexterity indeed being fast enough to see bullets mid-flight even if my agility is too low to actually do anything about it) fly towards her. Being who I was, it was easy to understand the bullet being from the barrel of a sniper rifle, I knew fine well there was nothing that could save her. As expected it instantly passed through her skin although resulting in an explosion of golden light rather than the crimson I expected. Perhaps it was due to my entire world already being bathed in blood? I didnt know about that which actually made sense since I didnt know what to do with this unyielding rage at this sight! My vision soon returned to normal (although I felt something warm & sticky flow down my forehead) seeing a completely unharmed if shocked Alexis. Her eyes seemingly focused on my forehead however I didnt care what she was looking at. Deciding to dive onto her in hopes to knock her aside while reaching into my inventory since I knew I had nowhere near enough strength nor weight to push her far enough. If I was tricked and that was all just an illusion it would just become the scene of a child playing with her little sister - the consequences were far greater if I didnt act. Thankfully my genius was well documented; I had already prepared for these kinds of situations even if I wasnt expecting them. My dexterity being so high I managed to quickly activate a hardlight shield generator that I currently had in development. It couldnt even be classified as being in beta yet I had to hope that I & my team were just as good as I believed they were. Turning my head I indeed found a bullet arriving towards us so I activated the alabaster ball which I seemingly pulled out from a rift in space. Activating it just in time to catch the bullet - a good thing as well since it pretty much flickered off soon after it caught the bullet before flickering a few more times I really should use those spell & grammar check skills more often. There were screams all around and I even saw a monochrome butterfly fluttering about as the sound of the gun caught up to its bullet. Surprisingly there was a second gunshot - thought it didnt sound like any modern firearm that I had ever heard. Why have you got a th- She cut herself off before cradling my head into her - as if to hide my face from the crowd - but I felt it more important to review my My? I would need to- too light headed Black blood why? Chapter 22: An Unexpected Checkup I know I said that I wished our meetings were more common, however I didnt mean you should attempt to kill yourself through arrogance, young miss I woke up to an all too familiar (eloquent) voice with an usual hint of tiredness behind them; something I wouldnt have expected with how strong they seemed. Opening up my eyes revealed that the familiarly bespeckled - yet still unnamed - androgynus Actually, I dont even know if they are human, a spirit, a demon or something else entirely. I am not even sure if they are male or female (or anything in between) without considering if their race even has conventional mating rituals that would require such a division. There is basically nothing I know about them - except I can consider them my psychiatrist - which is a very strange thought considering they keep kidnapping me. Thankfully I at least figured out how they were hearing my thoughts thanks to reading that linguistics book that mommy had left me. Apparently all fae speak using their mind rather than their tongue. Fae being the catch-all term for entities that typically originate from words connected yet still not one with the mortal realm - no clue what that actually means but I read about it. All I know about is the Spirit World & Dreamscape, though admittedly only through rumours & myths recorded in my previous life, so I can only imagine it refers to non-corporeal entities. Would demons or elementals also count as fae-kin? No, now is not the time to consider such matters, considering I have no idea where I am and am currently still silently staring at the psychologist. Is there a difference between a psychologist & psychiatrist? Bad Armor-Cordis Porshi; focus on whats in front of you. Personally I would argue that this had nothing to do with my own arrogance - plus it was not as if the shooter was aiming for me. Challenging what the figure had said to me; something which got the person to lift a hand to readjust their glasses with a faint frown. Not an angry frown but one which more displayed a worry for my ignorance. A look I still didnt like (if not one I can do anything about), Taking this time to look around the room revealed that I wasnt somewhere I particularly recognised, certainly not looking anything like the train I usually met them on. A bland white room with some simple medical equipment located around (having an on-suite bathroom as I would expect from a private room) with the room being maybe a little more cream than white. What was more surprising was the presence of another far shorter figure. Despite looking at them I couldnt seem to actually understand any defining details about them - almost as if I was looking at them through satinised glass - even though there was no blur. There was a strong scent of alcohol coming from them, though. I did not have long to think about that as that articulate voice entered my ears once more. On the contrary, young spirit, it was you who decided to appear out in the open without having any security that you would be able to take care of things. To the point you needed to rely on a faulty untested product without even mentioning how you had to use That. They didnt explain what that was but teasing poked the centre of my forehead; exactly where the pinkish gem that was located there. There is a proverb that three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth which this little monk finds appropriate; I do not think it is congruous to conceal the little one''s own aptitude. That mysterious figure spoke, yet even their voice sounded as if it was played through an old television from the 20th century. Still, they didnt forget to turn to me, giving a small bow with a quaint namaste. It seemed that I was no longer part of the conversation as the silver-tongued figure turned to the seemingly buddhist one. While I respect you a lot, my friend, you are aware that she just injured her soul despite not even having such knowledge- What? -imagine how much worse it would become if she learned about such a skill? I am highly doubtful she will not ignore any warnings I give - especially when it becomes an easy solution to her troubles - so it would be better not to inform her of such yet. Shaking their head while letting out a long drawn out sigh. That is true, they may indeed make an imprudent choice, but is it not their choice to make? So the, quite literally, small monk answered while shaking their head. Is it not you who believes the most in letting everyone have the same level of choice in their lives? Borrowing a phrase if anything is worth doing, do it with all your heart my friend. Although risky, these entities could probably erase me with a thought, I also decided to use this as a chance to push for more information as I would likely not get another chance. They are correct, you know, my mommy always said there is no inbetween when it comes to doing and not trying. This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. That made the bespeckled figure lift an eyebrow - thankfully they didnt seem overly angry at me speaking against their own choice. On the other hand, the second figure seemed to pull a gourd from their waist which they promptly placed against their face. Probably drinking all the contents inside if the sounds were anything to go by. Aissss~... A long sigh left from those perfectly shaped lips as they actually removed their glasses with their back to me. Seemingly massaging their eyes with their right hand succeeding their right pushing their spectacles up to their forehead - making me wonder if Ill ever get the chance to see their face without those very obscuring lenses in the way. It seemingly took them a moment to get themselves back together, having their glasses fall back over their eyes, before turning around to look at me once more. I will admit that you at least deserve to understand what exactly happened to you; I will reserve my choice on telling you more for now. Certainly more promising than knowing nothing; making me just nod along. What you used to put a certain Pressure on the user - that pressure was far beyond what someone at your level could handle thus I couldnt handle the repairs remotely. To be more specific, your immature soul was collapsing, so I asked my best friend to help me go under the radar. This caused me to turn to look toward the anonymous monk - them lifting a gourd which made me think Arent Buddhists supposed to not drink? It is very hard for people my strength to wander between different realms and dimensions without being discovered by their various owners; even others from outside may realise. Fortunately my friend here was available - so I was able to come and repair your soul. From there they began shaking their head. But we can not exactly rely on the good graces of someone who has no obligations to help us, now can we, my young mistress? Although I had to argue that I knew no obligations they had to me either It certainly would be foolish to assume someone would go out their way to help me. That buddhist couldnt help speaking up once more (though with a weird laugh). Atatahaha~ no need to agonise so much, little one, this friend here is underselling their own talents. They are able to cross over dimensions with no consequence. They can probably do so discreetly enough to escape most peoples gazes - I am only here for reassurance. Not to mention, they are one of three people who can claim to have a perfect understanding of the soul! While saying that they lifted and then put on my face the white cowboy-style hat that mother had got me as a reward; when you are rich gift giving becomes a little different I suppose. Dont spoil the girl Zandman This is an important lesson, she needs to know that she cant let her pride get ahead of her, the last thing any of us want is her untimely end after all. She must be aware of the possible ramifications that reckless power usage could cause - she isnt strong enough to tap into that bloodline right now. At least I know one of their names? Still, the impish individual didnt seem to have the same opinion, speaking up in their jolly fashion, to once more challenge them. Then the child just needs to get stronger and there just so happens to be someone within this realm, this very planet in fact, that can help them. No. It was a surprisingly firm rejection but I couldnt help asking. What do they mean that I can find someone in this world that can help me; it is not as if I lack any resources to find or persuade anyone that is not already in a rival family. Surprisingly it was Zandman that disagreed with me. Not quite You see, although your mother is very gifted when it comes to martial arts, she isnt used to using that hand scythe of yours and it is unfortunately quite the rare weapon. They therefore didnt teach you anything that is special. I can see where this is going now. That doesnt mean that anyone who dedicates their life to it can actually beat her; there is only one person I would consider greater no matter the weapon. But they are also far too unpredictable to put our hopes in them as they- Just as I was about to learn something fascinating, the sound of my family (more accurately the sound of Alexis as the rest try to subdue her) echoed from the outside, causing me to sigh. Sure enough - the two figures vanished into a bunch of ripples in space. I advocate you endeavour to that soul grasp of yours to orchestrate your own soul; you are a spirit! That line was the last thing I heard before the door slid open. Chapter 23: Shhh When my family did enter the hospital room (me being far too caught up in my thoughts) I almost ended up not noticing them looking at me with worry clear on all of their faces. Although Alexis was the odd one out - she was staring at my forehead. Specifically where that pink gem comfortably sat. Then again; not even I understood what that crystal was even there for. For me it had always just been there. She had also seen it enough, so it was quite confusing why her mind would be so focused on it at seemingly random, yet I was not too bothered by her being a little weird. I have lived with her long enough to know that this little sister of mine was abnormal. Not as if I could particularly complain about that; it would be quite hypocritical. Regardless - my focus was more on the words of that (literally) little monk - I indeed needed to get stronger faster if any random human could potentially put a piece of lead in my head. Technological progress was good and all. However, I believed I had been too lax when it came to taking advantage of not only the system but my powerful race as well. There was no doubt that I was certainly a descendent of a very powerful spirit and that only accounted for one half of my racial makeup. It was clear, even if redacted, there were two powerful bloodlines being pumped through my spiritual arteries. Else there would simply just be the single [REDACTED] in Big B. Although it was impossible to know both At least one had to do with spirits hence my race; that being the case it only made sense I should have put more effort into that. My initial excuse was not having seen any other spirits which I could use as a point of reference - that could be called a lie now that I had been on that crazy train. There were plenty of different elements buzzing around in there. In addition, there was the possibility that the psychologist was also a spirit of far greater proportions, I now understood what composed of the spirit which meant I should be able to manipulate my own form to some exte- Are you listening? A rather grumpy but worried daddy broke me out of my introspection. Looking toward him - as well as the rest of my family in this life - showed they were all looking at me with narrowed eyes that attempted to look intimidating. Unfortunately for them; it only revealed their worry. Albeit, it would be uncouth to call them out for such, I thus only lowered my head submissively as to accept any tirade they wished to force into my cute little head. You better listen to this time - I am not joking with you Armor! Seeing you try to use that energy shield of yours, I decided to look into it, only to see that it had not even been through alpha testing. What you threw down ended up being nothing but a hypothesis. I would like to know what your plan was, should that have failed and you ended up being shot along with your sister! Daddy crossed his arms over his chest - utilising his height to its fullest - towering over my little frame that was huddled under my blanket. It is not my fault, I would have preferred pushing her over but she was too freakishly strong, I had no choice but to risk using i-it I found myself stumbling over my words - not due to any shame or embarrassment - I was far from being timid. Instead it was because I found my head scientist peaking around the corner of the door; having his head horizontal with his fingers wrapped around the frame. Even though I knew Doctor Samatha (said head scientist) was a bit different It was hard not to be agaust upon seeing him spying in my private hospital room like some kind of perverse staker. Thankfully I wasnt totally discombobulated. I was quite used to him by now. Still, I signalled for him to enter with my hand, he rushed in as soon as he was given the chance. Ignoring my siblings & parents to look toward me with shining eyes. So you tried out the hard light shield in the field, have anything to say, any complaints about its usage since I have not had the chance to see the footage in full detail. We only managed to get a still image due to some legal issues with the copyright but I saw the shield flickering, right? Hmm indeed it was very faulty. The way I see it, there _ plausible reasons for the flaw I witness, the most problematic issue would be that the battery has issues delivering enough energy quickly enough. This would explain the flickering effect that we saw - at the same time we would need to increase the size of the device thus reducing portability. That would indeed be a problem So he said, getting a notepad out from somewhere, beginning to jot down some hasty notes with the excitement only a child could have. Another issue would be with the software which would be quite disconcerting on my part. It could be a syntax issue, which wouldnt be as bad, but unfortunately I find that to be rather unlikely as I would expect it to simply not work. Does not remove the possibility as it could be with the loop. My other guess would be the parameter passing is at fault which would require us to comb through the code to- Armor-Cordis Porshi Mothers cold voice caused my entire body to freeze up - like a tube yoghurt that was accidentally placed into the freezer. Turning to look toward her revealed a pair of cold eyes that were only beaten by an even more terrifying smile which she sported calmly. I knew I was in trouble and looking at my siblings, who refused to meet my gaze, showed no way to escape from this cosmic horror. While it pleases me to have such a hardworking daughter, I cannot say in good faith that I enjoy watching you work, after all you are currently on your hospital bed at the moment. Yes mother Before things could get worse I decided to pull my ultimate move; presenting my mother with a pair of big teary eyes. It was best to use my right to remain silent. No need to worsen my situation by coming up with some half baked excuse that will only anger the monster in front of me. Thankfully she seemed to calm down a little while that useless scientist of mine was too busy hiding behind a wardrobe to be of any help. I really am going to work him to death if I get out of this. Deciding to push my luck a little, as well as letting my curiosity get ahead of my danger sense, I couldnt help speaking up. Hoping that the appeased expression that mother was displaying was indeed a truthful visualisation of her feelings right now. So What happened to the shooter? Thankfully mother didnt make any more moves; seemingly having been sedated enough by my trump card thus letting me let out a breath I didnt even know I held. Especially since I didnt need to breathe. They ended up catching him although there was no way for him to escape in the first place Brother looked rather Conflicted upon saying that. There was the obvious hatred he held for someone who nearly killed his little sisters - still there was also obvious confusion. This obviously left me also quite confused since they had apparently caught who they were meant to catch according to him. The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. Although, based on his exact words, it likely had something to do with his supposed inability to escape which was certainly strange. Fortunately daddy didnt see a reason to keep me in the dark. When the American law enforcement arrived they found him with disabled legs; judged to be through completely natural causes. Considering they found him on top of a building that led to some questions of how he got up there in the first place. Not helped by the fact that he was incoherent Something about this seems eerie Perchance, could we request an interview with him, even if he could not be coherent we may be able to understand something if we can see him A reasonable request however it was met by a shaked head. Something about American red tape making it difficult to see behind any curtains they wanted to be placed up. Would not surprise me if this guy was not the criminal but just some poor minority they wanted to use as the fall guy It is a very American concept after all. Say, Big B, could I possibly? ???????????????????????????????????? << {mission}.[American Justice Or Looming Death?] For {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << {mission.description}.[There was an attempt on Alexis Porshis little life and the American authorities say they have judged they have found the correct suspect. Only problem is that they will not let anyone else see him. In addition, what little information you could gather, has informed you that the supposed suspect is someone who should be incapable of performing the act resulting in nothing adding up Maybe there is something else going on?] {mission.goal}.[Find The Suspect But Do Not Let Law Enforcement Link This To The Porshi] {reward.packet}.[+5 Lvl, Spiritual Arts Basics, +Fortify [REDACTED]] >> ???????????????????????????????????? I am certainly happy with what is being presented to me but, at the same time, I cannot help feeling like this is more akin to repairs than rewards What else could that mystery fortification be for - other than what had apparently caused me to collapse on the ground. The mystery element in this pie that caught the attention of those two powerful figures. Either way; this made it obvious what I needed to do -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- *ߥ~õɽ* Rain fell down as a drunken man stumbled out of the federal building he once called his work place; a bottle leaving his hand to shatter against the reinforced glass of the building as he turned. Letting an endless list of profanities leave his mouth as he walked backwards. Clearly not allowing a single gripe with the organisation goes by. Not noticing the static slowly building in his ears. His rage wasnt surprising since he had just been fired a few days earlier - that result also wasnt surprising since a member of one of the wealthiest families nearly ended up on his watch. How was he supposed to expect someone would actually try to assassinate a little German girl? He had been helping protect real Americans for over 20 years (in other words the wealthy) so why should he be fired over the near-death experience of some girl from that shitty empire. While backing up he eventually bumped into someone, or something, causing him to stumble forward before lashing out backwards having found a living target for his furry. WATCH WHERE Y- W-WHAT THE F-! At first his voice was filled with anger yet when he turned around he was overcome by a sense of deep seated fear. Even his vision was filled with static - as if he was looking at it through an old monitor from the 20th century - adding to the unsettling feeling that was born deep inside the core of his being. Like his whole body was immersed in an ice bath, all heat he previously felt from his alcohol fueled rage calmed completely, being filled with an uncertainty & instinctual nervousness. Meeting with a figure that towered over him by a good few feet. Yet there was no sight of their legs as a long hooded cloak fell across their entire figure; however this was no normal cloak. Like darkness & disruption given form - a fiery form that seemed to billow with cold winds that werent previously there - the cloak obscured nearly everything about them. That was except for a few more traits that revealed the figure to be anything but human. His eyes only barely managed to reach their ribcage; the only problem being that their bare white ribcage actually jutted out from the shadowy mantle. That ribcage didnt even appear to have anything but abyssal blackness behind it - being far larger than any human could possibly have had. A thought reinforced when he turned his gaze to look up at the hooded figures visage Or rather the lack of one. A elongated skull like that of a deer, along with two long crooked antlers that proudly pointed towards the heavens as if taunting them to strike them down, only with three eye holes instead of one. Within those holes were small crimson lights (more akin to drops of shimmering blood) silently flickered like flames. It did not even let him continue screaming out as a long (unnaturally white) arm exited from the cloak to slowly press one of their elongated, claw-like, fingers pressed softly against his lips. . That inhuman voice contrasted the soft cold-dead finger tip; feeling as if it pressed a little more he may just pop despite the lack of strength behind the digit. No matter how much he wished to beg for help, the monster seemingly stole even the strength in his body made to resist torture, causing him to collapse on the floor. Only able to silently look toward the figure as it silently looked away from him. Almost as if he was not even worth the effort it would take to kill - although such thoughts quickly vacated his mind when another arm came out holding some kind of hand scythe attached to its rope. It was that day he believed he met death. Chapter 24: As Easy as Breaking a Blade of Grass *ߥ~õɽ* Two agents were sitting in the security room, inside the FBI building, with a large series of screens in front of them displaying footage from all the cameras within the government compound. Neither was really taking the live videos too seriously though. One was lying back in his chair - nose carefully balanced between his upper lip & nose - while the other was carefully eating a fast food burger with one hand. His other hand holding his drink; balancing the paper container the burger came on in his lap in order to catch any mess the burger could make. The heavy duty door to the room was locked tightly (a security measure) in order to make sure that they wouldnt be abruptly taken care of by anyone who may sneak inside. However, at the same time, they were literally located in the centre of the USA. There was no organisation foolish enough to actually try sending in anyone to sneak inside therefore there was little to actually worry about. Nothing human at least. Still, they did pay attention to the cameras even if they were being very lackadaisical. A good thing they did as soon as the one who was merely balancing a pencil caught the mirror on their floor being broken through before the camera began to heavily distort. Seeing that made him lean forward with a frown on his face - not paying attention to the writing utensil falling to the floor to echo throughout the room - as the static made it difficult to see. An effect that seemed to be gradually travelling from camera to camera. He could at least see well enough to tell there was shattered glass all over the floor. Dammit, what is the ground floor team doing, that dumb idiot who nearly let those Porshi girls receive a bullet must be throwing stones at our damn windows! Cursing out someone who used to be higher ranked than him; a very satisfying feeling to say the least. Tell them to chase him away while getting some tape or something to block up that damn window before she gets some birds flying inside and shitting on everything. Im eating; why cant you do it! His comrade meanwhile didnt seem to care as much as he glanced up from his burger to the various different corridors displayed in front of them. Quickling noting how the signal must have been horrible today as he even noticed a slight garbled noise in the background. Neither of them did much other than glare at one another - soon the latter just continued to eat his burger. An action that caused his fellow to snort through his nose in irritation. Clearly he was watching the monitors thus it should fall onto the other security guard to deliver the report; not to mention that growing electronic white noise was making both of them feel unsettled. Then I gue- *THUD!* -what was that?! Although he said that, they both turned toward the door with an instinctive unease that slowly growed, not even thinking of looking at it through the cameras. By this point the soft static hum had grown to the point it was hard to even think to themselves. Both didnt know why All they knew was they were currently shivering while looking at the door. The one who wasnt eating on the job decided to look toward the camera after that bang was left without an encore. There was nothing he could actually make out. That screen filled with nothing but static however (just as he was about to look away) through the distorting he saw a looming figure. *shi~ng* They simply walked around the corridor but an outstretched claw-like hand held some kind of bladed weapon that they lightly pulled across the wall. To add to that, the entity''s face seemed to be more akin to the skull of some type of elk with matching horns. Only there were three eye holes with lights that inside; somehow remained eerily clear despite all of the abnormalities in the footage. Obviously whatever it was It was not anywhere close to being a human if it was even alive. He wanted to scream out in fear - bring his comrades attention to it - yet that creature turned its head away from the camera to some kind of vent. Slashing through the steel with its hand scythe before seemingly being sucked into the ventilation. Making it seem like the entire creature was just some gas. M-maybe were just imagining it? Both came to that same conclusion as there was no other explanation; especially for what was shown on the cameras. Just as they were about to settle down an all too familiar black scythe flew out from the vent above them to puncture into the head of the gluttonous guard. From above that shadowy figure fell down to the ground hitherto standing up to their full (intimidating) height as they yanked their weapon back toward themself using the attached rope. Unfortunately it was quite deeply stuck in there - causing the still collapsing corpse to fly across the room only for the entity to lift another hand up. Catching the head of the guard as they looked towards the other; with no sound nor hesitation they clenched their fist to create a meaty *pop*. Freeing their weapon while the remaining security could only watch in horror. Body completely frozen as they could only mumble this cant be happening. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.D-dont kill me-e, I-Ill give yo-ou anyth-hing y-you w-want, so do- Lamentably there was no such thing as negotiation when it came to dealing with a newly born spirit who was addicted to the kill. ߥ赤 ɹ ɼ; ʬʬؼ է ȥ赤߼ ɽɤ õ ե輸 輸Ʌ Ե å Ƭɼ߹εԵ. |I really am quite rusty; I suppose five years would never have been enough to master the kusarigama.| That garbled speech was all he could hear before it simply swung its sickle - sending his head flying into the air followed by a fountain of blood. It was as easy as snapping a thread of grass for the being. Something so simple they didnt linger on either of the corpses they had created; looking through the cameras as if to try to find something. Soon nodding their heads as they once more turned into a shadowy mist. Ե ɽ褷 赤 ؃ԥ էس߃Ե幤ؼ ɽù åߥ衭 |I may as well steal some information while Im here| Wandering through a few hallways; luckily there was nearly no one around at this time of day so there wasnt any more bloodshed. At least until they turned to enter a computer room. Lowering themself just to fit under the frame, using those claw hands to pull itself, causing a surprised exclamation from a man on the other side of the room. The room itself was just filled with several rows of desks that had computers on top - the beast did not bother wasting much time as they produced a memory stick. A reaction that confused the man enough to not notice the sickle that punctured straight through his eye and into his brain. Just then a girl stood up from behind one of the desks, not asking any questions, she fired several shots into the creature Those shots just passed straight through. Causing smoke-like ripples in its dark cloak as it slowly tilted its head to the woman. Eyes wanderer''s wandering over her body & bountiful breasts only to let out a sigh. This display was enough for the woman to drop her weapon; only being able to look on in horror as the monster turned its body to fully face her. After putting in a memory stick into a console. õԥ ߥԻإ ɽؼէɤ ջؾ է߻؃ ù ɽسߤ, ɽɤ õ Ȼ է Ȼ ɼ 嵤ȥ ɽ Եե. |A shame to remove such a wonderful body from this world, I would have let you live if you just stayed down Maybe.| With nothing more to say, it could only act. Slinging the body (attached to its weapon) over to the girl - only to have both of them explode into a gory pain for the wall. The entity didnt care anymore as it reeled its weapon back with one hand as the other began to dance across the holo-keypad. Soon pulling out the memory stick - heading out the room after having stolen all the information that was present on the network. An easy feat. They werent quite done however as they still had one more place before they could call it a night. A place where the security was far higher; anybody or door in their way was simply cut down and phased through any traps. It didnt take too long to find themselves standing in front of a cell; even through the metal door the pained moans & maddening wailes broke through. Using their bare hand to tear the hinges from the war, taking out the weakest link, to have the door fall to the floor. Entering the room allowed them to see a white man in rags huddled into a corner. Rocking back and forth with facial hair that had obviously been grown out after a few days or no grooming. The biggest surprise was that their legs which were covered in counted cuts - developing necrosis despite fresh blood occasionally breaking through the scabs - were far too uniform to be random. Even with the monster looming over, the man didnt seem to notice, he just mumbled to himself death is real, death is real, death is real, death is real over and over. Although it was the face of the man that the entity recognised more than any of that; the lights in its eye holes narrowed with suspicion. Instead of focusing on that, though, it decided to rip anything off those wounded legs to study them more intently. Only taking a little while to study them before realising that this was a language - certainly making it impossible to be a random injury. He watched, then he waited, yet he still isnt dead. A curious sentence repeated over & over. Meaning little by itself however, to the spirit, holding something far more profound just under the surface level. Lifting its malformed limbs up to study - only to slowly turn toward the man. Sounds of approaching agents reached its non-existent ears yet it was certainly in no rush to head out. Reaching a clawed hand out to grip the man by his neck; lifting the supposed criminal up just as several guards burst onto the scene. Screaming out something or another before getting sick of their own voices thus filling the room with the sound of gunfire. Those bullets just phased through the spirit''s shadowy body (some even hitting the man) as its alabaster arm began to form a black surface with crimson cracks. In front of the vision of a dozen federal agents - the insane man''s scream got even louder as moisture seemed to be sucked from his body. A few moments later his body gruesomely turned to dust layer by layer until he was gone. Leaving naught but a floor of dust as the one responsible slowly walked up to the wall opposite of the door; moving their weapon to easily slice through the concrete surface. Those security personnel werent even able to come back to their senses before the creature leaped into the city below. This didnt mean this would be the last time it would be seen Chapter 25: Rightous Hand of God The sound of downfall continued to pour into the dimly lit bar - within the ungroomed but young looking tender couldnt help staring at the man sitting at the counter with a mixture between guilt & surprise. Still, the man didnt notice, both continued doing what they were meant to be doing there. That tender tended to the bartop in addition to cleaning a glass far longer than he reasonably should have. On the other hand; the lonely middle-man slumped down with eyes that revealed naught but the hopelessness and regrets that he had no solution to. His drink was perpetually being refilled with a bottle in front of him. He wasnt even sure what he was drinking nevertheless he did at least know it helped numb the pain that was his own reality. Scratching his scruffy beard that had been built over countless sleepless nights worrying over when they would knock. Only a couple years ago he had a bright future with a full head of ginger hair Now his hair was so thin that it may as well have not been there. Sadly his hair wasnt the only thing gone either. As far as anyone was concerned; he had no future. Remembering this caused his powerless hand to tighten around the glass while his teeth clenched so hard it felt as if they would crack. *diling* Just as he was about to explode, the front door opened, a group of 6ft 6.6 crimson cloaked figures with large wrapped items resting upon their backs. All but one shorter figure. The foremost individual of the group - who didnt choose a random seat to sit down like the rest - instead she stepped up to the counter before pulling her cloak down to cause the watching bartender to widen his eyes. Clearly not expected such a beautiful young "girl" to enter a dingy establishment like the one he ran. With a mid-length hair that shouted tomboy that was split between being navy & indigo in colour (as were her eyes) except for a single patch of white on her fringe. Her features were sharp to the point of absolute perfection; a literally peerless beauty that quickly made the tender narrow his eyes. Deciding he didnt want to let a chance like this go Only to find the girl completely ignoring him to instead hit the middle-aged man''s shoulder in an overly friendly manner. Care to share a song & drink with a poor old sinner, friend? A weird phrase for someone who had nary a single wrinkle on her face. However, due to a sudden lightning strike outside, the single scar upon her body was a cat scratch that travelled down from the white poof of hair all the way down her face. Even crossing over one of her eyes at an awkward angle to completely ruin the symmetry of her face But it was still the scratch of a literal kitten so it wasnt partially big. It was big enough for the bartender to frown but it wasnt as if she was ugly even with the scratch all the way across her face. Because of that, he decided to go along with his plan, only to stop when one of the other cloaked figures threw their arm out. A throwing knife flying just past the tenders head to pierce right through the phone - a move that got the man to scream & fall on his butt. Strangely the middle-aged man did not even react to the attack - neither did the leader girl - but instead turned up to look toward his friend with those hollow eyes of his. Somehow he decided not to dissuade the girl from sticking around a dead beat like him. I suppose everyone has their own problems But it is never easy to let go of your own. Mhm, an honest phrase from an honest man, you have my ear. The girl didnt say much; reaching for that over-cleaned glass before presenting it to the middle-aged man who filled it with his bottle. Nevertheless the man couldnt help snorting. What is honest about me? All I wanted was to take care of my ailing mother and maybe do something good - study really hard to become a doctor. Help people, yknow? Staring into his glass as tears began to form in his eyes - falling into his glass - as the hand holding his glass began to shake. Not finding his reflection in the liquid; he closed his eyes as his body just silently trembled for a moment. That girl also didnt rush him. Just silently sipping on her own drink while looking toward the scared tender who did not understand what was happening or rather why nothing else did. I succeeded Got my medical licence and even put up with all the back-to-back shifts that were expected of me as a newbie. As time went on I even managed to get my own place, nothing big mind you, just a nice little family clinic where I could make a decent living as well as contribute to my community! Raising his glass as if remembering how amazing everything was going; it may not have been a lot but it was enough for the man. Nevertheless, he slammed his glass back down, as if foretelling the way this story was going. My mother as well as son ended up having the same condition - a genetic disposition that must have skipped me leading to me overlooking it. Covering his face as the tears continued to flow. I knew exactly the medication as well as treatment they needed and so did the doctor I was seeing for the two of them, he was no quack, but that didnt matter to them! Slamming down both of his fists onto the bartop - causing the entire thing to shake - not just once. A repetitive motion that fully expressed the anguish he was going through. The bartender even had his fear turn from the crimson cloaked figures (who smelled like iron) to instead look toward the middle-aged man. THAT DAMN FUCKING INSURANCE COMPANY, THAT SMUG KNOW IT ALL BASTARD ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LINE, TRULY THOUGHT HE KNEW BETTER THAN TWO DOCTORS! *diling* Just then another group of figures, this time in something akin to a black military uniform with bubblegum pink highlights, opening the door for their leader to walk in. Most of them appeared to stay outside as the presumed leader only entered with one of their soldiers that held a sealed document. Her being a strangely short girl at 5 foot despite having absolutely massive breasts with long hair that seemed to randomly switch between black & silver. With her eyes also being bicolour switch between those same two colours. Horns atop of head made her seem like some kind of cosplayer. A feat not helped by the swishing tail & wings that were present on her back This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. Said leader didnt even bother to hide the two rifles on their back. Adjusted the military cap upon their greyish-silver hair with pink highlights. The hat had some strange logo the bartender didnt recognise - a downward facing triangle with two sickles on either side - as did the uniform of all the other girls. Another strange note being that all these militaristic guests were female Even if their leader was androgynous. That leader also had a pair of large round glasses with bubblegum pink lenses that combined with their expression to make a surprisingly intimidating appearance. Those fuckers decided that the two didnt need the medication Refused to pay for it I-I couldnt let that happen so I decided to use my authority to get them what they needed, they were getting better like I thought, but oh now That wasnt enough for those FUCKERS! Slamming the countertop without paying attention to the slowly approaching figure of that military commander. The bartender could only shiver while watching, expecting that newcomer to get angry, waiting for a fight to break out at any time. Even if he wasnt anywhere near a good person He had never personally been involved in the consequences of the information he sold - exactly the way he liked it. Fortunately the militia were far more trained than he anticipated; even if the one holding the documents frowned they didnt do anything. Meanwhile the commander just sat down beside the blue-purple girl before pulling a cigar out from their jacket. Flicking their fingers to generate a pink flame on the end of the cigar - letting them take a hard long drag of smoke as they mumbled Hurry up Wolf. An action that only got a sarcastic So were using code names now, Smith? from the girl as she waited for the middle-aged man to continue (much to the relief of the bartender). They reported me; got my licence revoked for what I did which meant I also was unable to even run my own clinic. Even spread rumours that I lost my licence due to selling drugs on the side. No one Was willing to lend a helping hand despite all I did for the small community I lived in. Had to move away while my wife decided to move back in with her own parents. Still, I needed money, had to sell everything I owned plus take any job I could while at the same time taking loan after loan with shady groups Patting the man''s back - the girl helped with what little she could do while looking toward the bartender at the mention of loan shark which made him sheepish as he tried to continue washing up. My body couldnt keep up anymore so it turned out that I was terminal; my mother and son had recovered yet I couldnt leave them with debt as my last gift I just I couldnt let mom and Jesse deal with that - so I kept up with all that work. Those greedy bastards wouldnt let me go though. Said that there was one way I could get a ton of money to pay them up while looking at me like a fucking thing of gold His tears made it impossible to continue talking. That girl nodded with a smile on her face, taking a long sip from her drink, before she filled in the blanks of what the man wanted to say. They wanted your as well your family''s organs to be sold to them. Nothing is quite as cushy as getting desperate people in debt then using that to wring them in all they are worth So you lost yourself and ended up killing the boss in addition to his underlings with his own weapon. I-Impossible! Exclaimed the bartender in shock but was quiet when another throwing knife pierced through the wall behind him along with a strange Jehehe~ snicker. Meanwhile the middle-aged man got very cagey & defensive; backing away from the girl while raising his guard toward her. Y-you arent here to- -kill you? No one can kill you anymore, plus I dont work for shitty little thugs like that, most of the time I just do my own thing while maybe getting paid for it when I can. Shaking her head while taking another shot before continuing. Although I do bet it was no coincidence that you stood up to a shady group only to be buried under a mountain of debt afterwards; you dont need to worry about your family Mr Harper. Offering the lost soul a big grin as she moved her glass up in an invitation to cheer with her. I have a lot of contacts plus I like your gumption as a mortal so Ill make sure things work out well for both of them and maybe get some juicy revenge. Depending on what Smith has my precious little Death present to me So how about you have a good old sleep, my friend, there is a new life waiting for you on the other side my friend. Closing her eyes with a soft grin. The girl standing with the documents even cut in. Dory foretells good tidings about the 8 year old! Only to be interrupted by the other multi-coloured girl who said Were meant to use codenames according to Smith, Death! which got a snort from the person in question. I am tired Hearing that made the man lift his glass up to meet that of the chaos sowing girl as he let out a long tired sigh - his body beginning to become transparent. To that the girl just began to sing, placing her glass onto the counter, not seemingly surprised at all at the scene happening beside her. I am the righteous hand of God~? And I am the devil that you forgot~? And I told you one day you will see~? That I''ll be back I guarantee~? And that hell''s coming, hell''s coming~? Hell, hell''s coming with me~? You righteous? That androgynous military man questioned the singing girl as the last motes of light that made the middle-aged man vanished. Seemingly nice enough to wait till he passed. Although the bartender was somewhere between confused and scared. Neither of us are anywhere close to what the world would call righteous Although I suppose you are the only one who can judge that. With her job here done; she launched the final shot of hers down to the back of her throat and flipped over the glass onto the counter before pouring out the man''s it where he slept. I gave you what you wanted so give me the downlow on what I paid for, Smith. Clearly not willing to discuss morality with a black-hearted mercenary at the moment. Although the mercenary also didnt seem to care enough to continue - taking a puff of their cigar to build up until they soon did as requested. You were right with what you told them but this shitty country still has as terrible of a healthcare system as back in my day. Plenty of other people get screwed over just because they dont want to pay As a demon I find myself disgusted with their lack of professionalism You would be; honestly its amazing how demons stick closer to the contract than the crooks in this country of supposed freedom. Sorry, I forgot, they technically arent criminals. They just decide to use their money to pay off politicians instead of the medical debt of the people using their service. Snorting at how united these states were in making sure the little guy got fucked over. Geht die Macht zu den M?chtigen *snort* makes me think they would get along with that. Letting some of their original nationality slip through before once again continuing on. From what my girls worked out; they get people desperate by racking up their prices and having their loan sharks swoop in. Those schaf then get convinced to sell their organs to them only for those organs to then be sold back to the wealthier clients without anyone else knowing any better But I would like for you to not get anymore involved. O~h~? It will prove to be a useful obstacle for my little perle. Looking towards the barkeeper. Although they did have a contact that would pass on possible clients that you can deal with. W???????i??????????t?????????????h??????? ??????????p?????????l???????e?????????a????????s??????????u???????r?????????e???????~??????????. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- .. so we have no confirmation from the FBI about what occurred last night, however it seems very likely to have been an attack in order to steal some sensitive information which explains the silence. It has at least been confirmed that the perpetrator of the assassination attempt of Alexis Porshi during the closing ceremony of the olympics on our soil has been killed. In other news I had the HoloVision playing in the background of my room however it was hard not to focus on the black flames I was having bounce betwixt my palms. Although I had attempted to have them dance between my fingers; it was clear I did not have enough proficiency to achieve that. Still, I was certain, there would be far more I could do with these unique flames of mine. My rewards were useful nevertheless this mission has also opened my eyes to the fact that this world is more magical than I ever would have believed in my first life There are also these flames of mine that I am sure could do far more. No way they are only able to disrupt technology or my parents would never have gifted them to me. So I thought out loud while finally watching that screen - only to cause it to build up static despite technically still working behind that. I didnt want to break them. But, while mom isnt here, I should quickly look over the software of the hardlight shield Chapter 26: America - Land of Main-Character Syndrome Well - looking at the holoscreen that showed both the code & various charts extrapolated from the performance of the holo light-shield - the results were not very promising. I was a little glad that the issue wasnt fully due to me not checking that my work was up to standard, however at the same time it made things more problematic to fix. There were still some small errors in the code that I discovered due to combing through it. That was all they were though; small little mistakes that just proved I should really utilise my checking-based skills more. From what I managed to pull out of the charts, as well as opening it up with what I learned through surgery procedures, the entire thing was basically a mess. I thought the worst case scenario would be the power source was not able to keep up with what was needed. Certainly a tough situation to be in but not one I cannot think of a few situations to solve. It would not be easy but there would be some fixes like reducing the portability a bit by increasing the size to incorporate something a little higher grade. Otherwise I could make something akin to a backpack to make it easier to carry around - at least for my paramilitary group. Unfortunately that hope of portability was completely hopeless for now; a realisation which got me to just the holopad & useless ball across the room. Maybe I should just release some Neoschluss gas on this shitty country A not terrible idea I voiced out was met by one of my various guards clearing their throat from behind their helmet. Our parents saw it fit that we buff up security around all of them, which included myself, in hopes to prevent any more risks. As such I had been watched around the clock by a group of heavily armoured individuals who had been equipped with the best gear I can supply. This included high-tech rifles that had blue lines that hummed with electricity with a matte black finish upon the body; those puppies easily being able to shoot through an entire block to hit their target. Best part was the limited damage in entry as well as exit - of course they also needed a fitting scope to go with that ability. Just some simple electronic sensory pulse sight. Their armour was also not any less advanced as they were top of the line as far as power armour went (just one step below being mech if I was being humble) with a fine plastic chassis that had a polygonal structure just like their weapons. After last night I finally convinced my mother to let me out of the hospital room; I was still located in the hospital but they had at least offered me some unused office on the top floor. It was actually the commander of the group who interrupted me as I sat at the desk facing the window due to liking a view as I worked. To denote his rank, he had red stripes on his chest piece with every extra stripe essentially meaning one rank higher, a simple system I liked. Additionally they also had the logo of their particular squad upon the helmet; specially they had a bob-cat making them bob-cat squad. Reason for putting it on the helmet & chest? If you lose those armour parts you have already lost your life so not really much point in bothering identifying the particulars. He crouched down to retrieve the two items I had chucked behind myself - also resulting in him shoving off the 4 stripes upon his chest. Heading over to me furthermore he began to speak up. Boss, we havent sweeped the room for bugs, please treat any information as being classified in case we have some people who do not care about risking their lives. Not that he was the only person who spoke up. I thought she would be feeling better after a night out. You know the boss, she is feeling way better, else she would have thrown that out the window. Think you mean she would throw it at the window and it would bounce back at her. Her physical abilities do not exactly match up with her mental or shooting abilities Even if mother & daddy planned to use these people to keep me under watch, clearly, they had overlooked one very obvious fact. I very much meant I can supply. These elite paramilitaries were from Furstin thus their payslip technically came from my pocket not daddy or mothers. That also meant they were more aware of my goings on; even as brilliant as I was it was best not to risk hiding 24/7. Especially when these paramilitaries were the ones watching over the sites where I had my various instruments of war in development. Many of those instruments end in their hands. Although they hadnt said anything about it - they likely had a good idea where I went when they let me leave. Especially in the manner that I left. This team was also the one I brought with me when I first took part in a tournament; they did such a good job tackling that kid that I just had to bring them to America. Well you should have checked, captains, afterall I am currently looking into one of our more important items to try to discover the problems with it! So I complained with an exaggerated sigh; aggressively taking the two devices back from the captain. Where is that overzealous scientist? From what I understood - the wires meant to deliver power had been completely overloaded to the point steam came out when I opened it up - it likely broke due to its compact size. My previously believed worst case was also seemingly true from the black box data. This meant that the portability point could be thrown out the window despite how useful it could have been for me. I may be able to incorporate it into the Silver Knight project, though I couldnt be sure. Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original. It annoyed me now but at the end of the day I was not an engineer. I had a lot of understanding nevertheless I could hardly compare to people who had gone through all the unnecessary training like that excitable labrat. He seemed so eager when I woke up however I had been unable to find him ever since he got kicked out of my room. ... He got kicked out, boss That made me tilt my head in confusion. Turning to the armoured helm of the captain. I know he got kicked out of the hospital but he cant have just vanished from the city. No He apparently didnt get his visa or bring any identification so he got deported back to Germany as soon as he stepped outside of the hospital. America has this massive focus on having their civs constantly identify themselves and our Friendly doctor didnt take too kindly to it. Even without his face visible I could tell he was feeling extremely nervous and for good reason as well. I was pissed. Im leaving. Saying so, voice absolutely calm as if to not reveal any of my inner turmoil, I stood up from the table while throwing what I had in my hands into a shopping bag I used to bring them earlier. My guards were surprised at my sudden exclamation. Quickly following behind me as I went towards the elevator that relied on some simple vacuum tube technology. What they were surprised at was that I clicked the button for the vehicle garage on floor 25th instead of where my room was supposed to be. Captain of course being the one to voice his confusion. Boss, I think you accidentally pressed the wrong button. your room is on the 42nd floor if you forgot. I told you Im leaving, I dont mean the office, I mean from this godforsaken country! Stopping my little foot on the ground while beginning to gnash my teeth together - a set of actions that got my guards to tense up within their power-armour. Looking amongst themselves due to clearly not knowing how to deal with my tantrum but I didnt care about that. Looking in the mirror upon the roof of the elevator revealed my cute little face with a pair of bright pink eyes that scrunched up cutely due to my anger. A picture that got me to calm down slightly. Turning my gaze, instead, down to my little palms that I could not help inspecting as if to find some trace of blood dying them. Yet I found nothing. Thinking about how easy it was to take a life with these little pairs of hands - how I felt no regret at taking away a person from this mortal coil - I felt Not an ounce of shame nor anything that could be called bad. The only thing I felt is the same immense satisfaction that could easily make ending someone''s existence more addicting than any drug I was made to traffic during my last life. I was never hesitant about using death to further my goals - my first kill was on that fat bastard which was followed up shortly after by my own pathetic end. This was different though. B-boss? That frightened, questioning, tone brought me from my musing to look toward the mirror adorned ceiling once more. I found myself quite surprised with what I saw - I thought I was better at keeping my expression but I suppose some of my mommy had indeed rubbed off on me. Readjusting my expression only took a second and with that I looked back toward my guards with a far calmer mind than before. It is overly suspicious that a police force just so happened to run into one particular man, connected to us directly as an employee, as soon as he left our preview. To me it stinks as they were trying to find some dirt they can use to try to get themselves out of trouble only to find themselves with a bigger problem due to the massive breach that happened last night in the FBI. So they decided to try to avoid making another enemy by using his lack of paper as the issue and send him off with a pat on the back Thankfully it seemed that I did not waste my money on idiots. They were also smart enough to not mention their thoughts on who caused the supposed massive breach that happened to the Americans last night. As such, I began to continue, a mocking smirk appearing on my cute face. This country - as can be seen from briefly looking at their history and actions within it - has always had some form of main-character syndrome. Having the obviously false notion ingrained in them from young that as long as something benefits them it is for the greater good even when they kill hundreds of thousands of on foreign soil for some sticky black fluid. Lifting my hands in a shrug. There is nothing this country can even offer us since I trust my own doctors more than the quacks who said everything looks normal when looking at my lack of a heart. Getting somewhat of a chuckle from the guards who followed behind me. Having access to top-grade medical equipment allowed me to understand that my body was more akin to a balloon made to look like a human than a human. Lets just get to the car Ill call mother & daddy to convince them to bring me to a German hospital at the very least. Plus I should move up the proposal of project new world with the supernatural all but confirmed in this world. Plus I have some interesting ideas for my newest findings Chapter 27: Sweet Seventeen *cling* *cling* Twelve years! So announced Merlin Porshi to a crowd created through uniting the most famous as well as wealthy individuals across the entirety of humanity. An announcement that got all of them to turn toward him, each with a glass of champagne held within their right hand, seeing the patriarch of Porshi standing above them on an elevated platform. Despite their position (below and being looked down on by the business man) none of them looked uncomfortable or even angry. In fact they seemed fine with their position if nervously looking towards one particular dark-skinned girl in a simple one-piece white dress. The strangest thing about the girl was the fact she was wearing a white cowboy hat. Strangely it suited both her & her dress well. Not to mention nobody there would dare to speak up against any choice she may make due to her position. There were a total of 4 groups that had formed within the large banquet hall they all had gathered within. Of those groups; the two largest were split between the two business magnate parents and the young black girl who was bubbly talking to those around her. That was not to say that the area around the young Porshi heir wasnt crowded; especially since the girl & him already had a system for these events. Plus it was the day where it was most advantageous to approach her specifically. When I first brought Armor-Cordis Porshi to the shooting range I expected little, just a nice moment where a father teaches his daughter something, with the hope shed never need to use it in her defence. Little did anyone expect I would become the father of two girls who together achieved more gold medals than some countries have managed in their entire existence! Showing his speaking chops as he managed to get a little chuckle from the crowd of businessmen let alone the other individuals. He did not stop there; continuing his speech after a brief pause. That is just the start of what our second oldest has managed to do after we allowed her to finally spread her wings. See, after she taught a certain brat a humbling lesson, I decided to give her a single branch of Furstin along with a single promise. A promise that she would get more if she did well managing what she was already given - that promise to give her the entire subsidiary when I felt she was experienced enough to step up. Now that I look back it was a foolish promise that I had no right nor idea to give That line seemed to cause a few people to be taken by surprise. Seeming as if he was denouncing some action of the girl who they came here to celebrate. Those reporters who they had brought in (having cameras showing every inch of this place live for the world to see) seemed to zoom in on every member of the tycoon family. They did not notice any of the negative expressions that they imagined - instead all of them seemed smiling except for the youngest who was pouting with her arms crossed angrily at having to be there. Armor-Cordis herself was completely beaming to the point some seemed to become dazed, as if they had been hit by one of her stun grenades, as she even giggled. There were even some others in the crowd who looked to keep their joy despite those worlds. Among them was her secretary who used to be a branch manager & a certain scientist who was hoovering up the horderves that were floating around on their own hover-tech enhanced waiter-bots. The reason for this Is because she never needed my help. Closing his eyes in a moment of weakness that he shook away with her head. What did she do with the little bit of the pie I gave her? She went ahead to start her own grand bakery that far surpassed what I thought that pie was even worth when I had it myself. With the single branch that I gave she managed to massively expand after using her golden medal as a jumping point. Not hard to understand in hindsight since she was her own sponsor; even then she continued to hungrily absorb knowledge from many different fields. Looking towards the girl with undisguised pride. I am sure you all know how our little Furstin chairwoman is a prestigious business woman as well as an athlete who conquered every event she took part in. What some of you do not know is that she has a total of at least 10 doctorates simply because I gave her a branch because it had an amicable relationship with a nearby university. Most of those she gained before she was even ten years old - she is even a fully licensed surgeon of many different fields. Shortly afterwards there were a lot of flashes that took place after that announcement. There is so much to celebrate but I have taken enough of your time; I am positive everyone here knows all about her successes already so let us just toast to that. Just as he said, he lifted his glass to the air, everyone in the room followed him. Signalling their agreement before they all downed the contents of the glass without hesitation. Although there was a coughing fit from a certain blonde haired girl with a toned body who clearly couldnt handle her drink. In response the cause for this entire celebration began laughing at her younger sister by a handful of months which in turn got an angry glare from the girl. Most would be afraid of the Porshi princess retaliation (not due to her family but rather her infamous fist) yet that did not scare her. Sticking her tongue out at her sibling as if gloating that she was not in the same position. The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.Still the event was far from over. As soon as they were all done drinking the conversations began to continue in the groups they had coalesced into. Those around the parents were the older & more grumpy business men that somehow still believed that her success was all some kind of power play - meanwhile those around her sister were mostly those of the younger generation who believed the same. Of course there were also people who came just to try and rip the mask from her face or try to use this as a chance to drive a rift between brother & sibling which they can push themselves into. None of the siblings care much for that as they had no reason to. There had long been a discussion where Armor-Cordis made it very obvious to the family that she had no interest in running anything but the Furstin subsidiary as well as no intention to become independent. It was also the same day she came true about her wider objectives About the new world project. So what is that new world project you and master Arthur always talk about? A girl, with eyes that drifted constantly to Arthur, questioned in a rather demanding fashion that practically oozed discontent despite the smile she presented. An awkward silence created around the chairwoman as it was clearly rude considering she had far surpassed any of them in rank however she didnt seem insulted. Lightly laughing with a bot coming down to take her empty glass away from her; replacing it with a little bowl of strawberries that she ate using a toothpick. It is just a little family function we decided upon on account of us all being rather busy and having little time to meet up otherwise. We just all log into some virtual reality game or another. Just something that allows us to play together without needing to worry about our companies for a couple hours. Ooo~ we did hear that the Porshi main family were close but its nice to see the rumours are true. Indeed it must be sad not to be able to meet up often despite being so young You shouldnt feel guilty master Furstin; it only makes sense you would be busy with all you do! Voices of support echoed throughout their ears which caused the aggressive girl to frown while the person in question just offered them each a brightsmile. Those strawberries also were not there just for image as she happily plopped one after another into her maw. A move that seemed to only improve her expression which also resulted in that aggressive girl quickly being left in the background due to her radiance. Did you guys hear that Wechuge apparently killed one of the major human trafficking gangs leaders along with most of the people who could replace him? Suddenly one particular question caused the not famous young military contractor to pause her berry picking. Turning to look toward the girl who asked that question which made her nervous. In response, likely to try to appease her, another girl spoke up to repromend the former. Do you need to bring up something so scary? Not only is lady Furstin eating but its even meant to be a happy day where she happily celebrates her 17th birthday! Surprisingly it was the girl who they were worried about that spoke up in her defence. Ah~ that is quite fine, it is pretty interesting, makes you wonder if they really exist or if they are just some guy in a fancy halloween outfit does it not muhuhu~? Plopping another strawberry in her mouth much to the relief of those surrounding her. With her obvious intrigue in the topic they quickly began to discuss it with great vigour in hopes to get the girls attention by proxy. Couldnt actually be real. You never know Why do they kill so many people; do they just like murdering? Ive heard rumours that they are actually like the wendigo and eat the flesh of their victims which is why all that is dust from their shattered bones! Now that is stupid. Yea all the people they kill end up being bad people anyways. So you think theyre a vigilante? Nah I overheard from daddy that theyre actually an assassin with a very high price point. You cant be infamous and an assassin. Thats a spy not an assassin hahaha. Hahaha h-how do they get them to accept a contract then? Heard there is some website or something where you send your request with them deciding when you meet up to discuss things Very spooky Armor-Cordis just watched the beautiful girls energetically discuss the supposed monster while eating strawberry after strawberry; a big bright smile on her face. Chapter 028: The Frux Situation In the end my birthday bash went quite swimmingly; I may need to treat myself by inviting some of the finer things in life under my quilts in order to help me keep it warm. Licking my lips at the thoughts of eating up some beautiful high quality girls. It hasnt been difficult for me to gain a long list of contacts who will happily get on their hands & knees or let me get on my own. A lot I do not need to pay for however I certainly ???????????????????????????????????? << {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] Is Being Creepy >> ???????????????????????????????????? Well it is a good thing I do not care about your [REDACTED] so shush. So I said while scrolling through a list of pictures on my holopad as I walked through the hallways of our Atlantic facing beach house. Of course these were images of the sweet lillies I had been collecting over this last year of fun before things got hectic with the release of LHO. Many of them had such cute faces as they either stood proudly or with vacuous expressions as they blue bubbles with fluids from our fun. I was currently even on my way to daddies office to discuss that very matter (or one linked to it) as we decided to try to hedge our bets by trying to gain connections with Frux. Already I have shared my knowledge of the future with this new family of mine so mother, daddy & brother had already begun their own preparations. While also helping some of my actions to be overlooked by the wider community. It would look bad for business if they learned about some of the projects I have not only approved but even succeeded in. Sadly one of those is not the silver knight project. Regardless of that, we made the obvious choice, no matter what happened we would become enemies of whatever powerbase Klaus and those of Vagen managed to build. At the same time we are aware Frux also will not be seeing eye to eye when the future events come to take place. It only made sense to seek them out as possible allies; with our advanced knowledge we could perhaps make them indebted or even do more than simply make an ally. That was precisely what today''s meeting was all about; daddy had apparently received some news on our attempts to make such a connection with the completely independent island. As for how we were planning to make that connection? Well, the most obvious way, we would just have to send people to join. Unfortunately no amount of money & lobbying could help us get into such an academy - a task made more difficult by the lack of any sort of school history from both brother and the other one. On the other hand I was obviously overqualified (as ironic as that is) due to already having more doctorates than I do gold medals from the olympics. Daddies'' supposed joke about my medals was very much not a joke. Regardless, there was not absolutely zero chance of getting in, we were still trying our luck with brothers business acumen & sisters martial arts achievements. Uncle Thompson had already made me fully aware that we did receive a correspondence from the island city state nevertheless I had no idea whether it was something to celebrate or rue. Sister had already achieved a similar success to me, after all, which left my brother having the highest chance of getting in Although that was actually preferred over Alicia. It would be a dreadful turn of events if I was unable to meet my future woman (Jesse Harper) due to being too good for the best school in this world. Truly my genius is both a blessing as well as a cruel curse for which I have to bear. Still I will make her mine whether she ends up desiring my body or I take her in as a briefly unwilling participant of my love making. Just a matter of time I have tried finding her before however I cannot obtain any information about a girl that matches her description within the Americas. Not that I am particularly surprised by that - there is a lot which will change about the world and the people within it. If I cannot find her now I just need to await our fated mission within one of the worlds available in Love Heart Online. Hm~ what are you looking at nerd? My excitement about finally procuring a chance meeting with my dearly beloved was cut short by the impertinent voice of my little sister. She practically jumped on my back to look at the holo in front of her; quickly scrunching her face up in distaste despite the splendour. Quickly fumbling to get her own out before she practically shoved various photos of men, although none were as sexual as mine, moments before clicking on a folder called dick pics. Now being my turn to show disgust as I saw an endless series of male genitals being shoved into my face. Look, look, dont these look way more tasty than any of those silly women!. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it. She was even about to click on a gallery called my money shots if I didnt subtly use my gifts to cause the screen to distort before turning off completely. A result that got her to quickly pout. Despite having grown older Well she had not gone through much metaphysical character growth to say the least. Not to mention her bust being barely existent and non-existent in the public''s mind due to always being compared to me. I have a lot to be proud of with my body definitely being one of those things - a large pair of breasts as well as butt did wonders for gaining attention. Only accentuated by my slender waist in addition to my body being very well toned thanks to constantly working out Well, really, just because I desired my body to match my lifestyle so as to not raise any unneeded questions but I certainly did not plan to be quite so voluptuous. I have no interest in men; maybe if you showed me a pack of rock hard she-bulls I would care yet youll never convince me to appreciate a man. I had more than enough to deal with men horny men having their way with me during my last life. Plus it wasnt as if I was even attracted to men during that life - I just so happened to be beautiful enough to lust after. Alicia obviously couldnt care less about all that, though, as she quickly crossed her arms over her average at best chest. I dont get the difference between riding a man and a few dozen women who just so happen to have a penis dangling between their legs! It''s not even like you are shy about how many you bring over at once; you go through partners like toilet paper you lose hypocrite! It was certainly true that I lived by a more the merrier policy when it came to women but which young master didnt like enjoying in excess? Well I just cant get behind a male doing it, no deeper meaning, I would not be able to get in the mood if I had to look back at a guy. To annoy her a little I turned around to press my chest against her far more meagre one - a twitch occurring under that designer skirt of hers. Not that I cared about that or the fact she seemed like she was about to blow an artery with how much I was obviously teasing her. Compared to her dress I was far more casual - wearing a pair of jean shorts that I paired with a white top that hid essentially none of my curves. Why would I ever bother hiding them? There is no doubt that my body is a work of art thus I can hardly hide it away from the world. I never hid away during my last life and I had no intentions to do so during this one. Even if there was a disconnect between what I showed. If I wasnt family there is no doubt she would have already begun swinging; sadly even she had a set of principles for who was punch-worthy. I was half tempted to tease her more yet we really had to be going if we wanted to avoid being grounded over our nonsense. We were both seventeen, the party being several months late, with a lot of independence due to even her having some passive income outside our parents. At the same time we knew not to push our luck. Parents were entities unimpeded by logic thus we would be begging for trouble if we dared cause trouble during such an important time. She also seemingly caught on so just snorted when I turned to head down the corridor toward daddies room where we ran into brother. Compared to me and Alicia (who some may struggle to connect with how we looked especially with my now black hair on all but the tips) he really did just look like a grown up version of how he did before. Just like a cross between daddy & mothers best points. He glanced at the grumpy Alicia, raising a brow, before nodding towards both of us as he opened the door and headed in with us soon following behind him. Even now he wasnt much of a talker. Preferring to only speak when his input was required rather than making pointless small talk like Klauss group loved to do. Entering we were welcomed by the glorious and unaging Porshi patriarch (our father) who was sitting down at a desk waiting for us to line up in front of him. This wasnt the first time weve had this kind of informal meeting so we did just that - wasting no time going on either side of brother. Partly because he was the other head And partly to stop our bickering according to daddy. Hm Youre all here, thats good, well lets get to the point After saying that short piece he threw opened (previously sealed) documents onto the desk in front of him. Letting the paper spill out to reveal that it was indeed from the academy/city/nation of Flux that we were trying to invade. Surprisingly you were all accepted into their fold so you will need to prepare to head off to the island as soon as possible since we arent aware of when exactly that game will come out. I could already feel their glares but chose to ignore them. Although for Armor it is a little different; they want you to be a professor. Now that is unexpected. Chapter 029: Flight to Frux You know, when you said we could take your aircraft, I presumed you meant the private jet that our father got you for your tenth. Brothers voice suddenly made me turn from the documents I was going through on my holopad while using a metal file on my shimmering metallic nails. All three of us siblings were currently located in large (synthetic) leather seats within this regulated aircraft cabin that I had a direct hand in creating. At least in terms of planning & software development. As such I could only tilt my head as I found it quite impossible for this compartment to be lacking in any shape or form due to my attention to detail. This was the aircraft I used for nearly all my city-to-city trips as well as those that were longer. It was not as if this beauty hadnt received thorough stress testing. Looking around revealed a fridge, we each also had a button to call for the onboard staff, an emergency medical inventory was located nearby in a position that even a child could reach and there was no way that any vehicle had a better network connection. Hm? I always keep that jet stored in my private hander at Frankfurt airport for the occasional joy ride but I wouldnt trust it for international trips; especially when over unregulated waters. Although I certainly do not think there is anything worth discussing when it comes to this one, is there? To strengthen my point I looked towards Alice who was looking directly towards a wall mounted holovision with all the intellectual investment as a monkey or small child. Happily leaning forward as some cartoon was on the screen. Occasionally causing her to boisterously laugh while clapping her hands like a seal. She certainly has no issues Although everyday since is one where I question how a human looked at her and decided she was worthy of attending the most prestigious academy. It truly was a miracle that they somehow agreed to take that girl in - everyday I find myself surprised that she even remembered to wake up. Now, now, she is still our siste- -so you dont deny your own shock that she got accepted? I interrupted him as he just turned to the side while itching his chin in an obviously suspicious manner. This was probably the first time Ive ever seen the frozen faced brother of mine sweat; a few beads trickling down his forehead as he looked toward his holopad. Still he at least had the mental strength to try to refute me a little. She wasnt accepted due to her genius but more due to her ability to perfectly control her body - just like with you - except you also have a lot of sway in the cutting edge research field. I am pretty amazing. Returning my attention back to my nails, wiggling them in front of my face as their metal bodies glittered with the light coming from outside the window as we soared above the clouds. A set of various colours sat on the desk (between me and the holopad) as I wondered which would be the best to keep my style while hiding the slight inconsistency. Brother wasnt so relaxed as he shook his head with a long drawn out sigh - throwing his pad aside as he placed his palm on his face. That is beside the point; I expected you to take us in some commercial jet that you could get off the market for a pretty penny I certainly didnt expect you to bring us in a military grade stealth vehicle with fully functioning invisibility from what I understood. Why would I not use the Prayer 05? Brother really was being silly at this point. Because most people dont use a military aeroplane to arrive anywhere, let alone into an independent nation centred around education. Shaking his head as if I was somehow the strange one - not to mention what he said didnt even really matter. Well its fine since this isnt a simple aeroplane since its also fully able to be used as a space faring vehicle with its own resu- Alice''s voice cut me off from explaining my genius. Idiot Turning my head revealed her pointing towards me with an expression I had to urge to wipe off that makeup coated face of hers. It should even be possible, having spent some of my status points on my physical stats, to teach her a lesson Right? ???????????????????????????????????? << >> ???????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????? << Recommend {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] Uses Caution>> The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. ???????????????????????????????????? Yes. How am I the fool? Crossing my arms under my voluptuous chest; pushing my bountiful mellons up in such a way that they only seemed even bigger. A sight that caused the average chested brat to pouther cheeks due to being faced with my superior (gothic) offering. In addition our brother seems to have given up since he let out another sigh before picking up his holopad once more. Intent to leave just the two of us to argue in a scene that he has already seen hundreds of thousands of times by now. Still, despite it being clear that any argument she makes will be automatically inferior, Alexis proudly huffed while attempting to copy my bust-accentuate manoeuvre. Obviously it failed. Nevertheless she did not give up due to this silly little sister not being able to comprehend how below me she is. You are obviously too over the top - just because you have that paramilitary - with thinking that it makes sense to bring a weapon of war with you everywhere. Maybe you should take a step back from the conflicts in Asia and come live in the western world with us! She smugly said as if that actually was some kind of giant gotcha despite how short sighted it actually was. On the other hand (pun not intended) I had finally decided to go with a nice purple as it would match the lipstick I usually decide to wear. Myself being a fan of either black or purple when I decide which to go with in the morning; fitting my goth style while also making my lips look even plumper. Do you think that, just because I chose not to reveal my hand in wars, people with greed do not see me as a possible target and thus both of you? After saying that I started to pain my nails. From the corner of my eye I even saw that brother raised a brow of interest towards my point while sister had her mouth open as if trying to use it to parachute down from my aircraft. W-what! Wait does that mean you are involved in those nasties wars that are going on in the eastern hemisphere despite saying you were only looking into it as a- Does it matter to you? Well, I guess it doesn''t hurt to tell you, indeed I have lent some of my teams in order to ensure that our assets are secured. That is not even discussing the killing I am making in granting weapons to the various parties - amazingly easy considering they all want to pretend that the weapons are their own so no one knows how much is in Furstins pockets. A smirk on my face as I finished my first nail which I followed up by swiftly moving to the second. Y-y-you! I made some old men on our board very happy. Not even willing to listen to the blatantly stupid blathering that this sister of mine will no doubt spout - in an attempt to achieve some petty win - just for the sake of her own sense of superiority over me. None of us particularly cared about morals yet me and my brother at least saw it as a useful tool for manipulating the external opinion into our favour. Still, however, it would not surprise me a little if she decided to randomly cling onto my immoral actions to get her petty win which she would proceed to lord over me if given the chance. I already know about all th- WAIT YOU KNEW AS WELL BUT DIDNT TELL ME! -at, we needed to beg those old sycophants not to celebrate your achievements using your own money then our own, but what do you mean that we could be targets? Brother asked with a raised brow that showed he was taking this fairly casually. He had no doubt that I was wiping my own ass which was likely why such a statement caught his attention so strongly. I was not exactly in a hurry, however, as I continued to calmly pain my nails a wonderful shade of bright vibrant purple. Not wishing for them to be uneven - I even spent some time dabbing & drying them since we still had a little bit until we arrived. Although I still need to do the other hand Maybe I can switch it up and go black for the other? That would be nice; I could do it with my lips as well. Hm Well even when me and Alexis were recovering from nearly being shot on their soil; American ops basically kidnapped that head scientist of mine in an attempt to get dirt on us. What would others do if even the supposed mighty bastion of freedom is willing to do that? Makes you wonder. All three of us were essentially snorting at the hypocrisy. It sure was a ballsy move from America to do ten years ago and, from my knowledge, not much has changed in that time. Some may ask why I have a dislike for a country that seems to hate people with my skin tone and also tried to turn around the near tragedy of a family that came to their country in good faith. In turn I would call those people idiots. At least the war lords are honest in the fact that they wont pretend to be a paragon of morality & patriotism while stabbing the people they swore to protect in the back for some extra cash. Most of the time. *bzz* We will be arriving on the island soon. Seems like I need to hurry up. Chapter 030: Frux Academy Resting my hand on the fluid filled glass vessel, the only thing between me and the blurry motionless humanoid figure located inside, I could hardly keep my smile to myself. I did see my face reflected back to me however I paid no attention to the inhuman cheshire grin that had formed. Too excited that it would not be too much longer. Soon Soon youll be able to breathe in those magical worlds that I have created you in order to conquer. Ew freak Deciding to ignore the idiot; I turned away from my potential masterpiece in order to look down to the screen which was monitoring all the important information on the artificial being. Technically it was not alive (one of the problems I will get into later) nor were they purely biological which resulted in them being rather hard to define. They certainly werent a creature yet they also were not a robot since they did have biological matter inside them. Yet even what biological components they had were wholly lab grown making it so there never was a person to enhance thus they were not a cyborg. So this is the famed Silver Knight Project you desperately wanted to continue even if it meant physically bringing a secretive project into an area with high risk of being compromised. A dedication that shocked even those old men You are probably the member of Porshi who cleans up after themselves the best so why risk it for some war robot? Brother asked curiously with a raised brow. Rather than having brought them with me - both my siblings had followed behind me after I finished with my makeup. My goal obviously being to make sure nothing went wrong with the transportation of my perfect little soldier in the making. Not that I took the space-capable stealth vessel just for that. I genuinely always used this as my mode of transport. They are not mere robots I started off while making sure the vitals were as expected even if it was lacking that little bit extra I needed to get them running. I have used plates to help protect their inners where the real perfection is located; a biological component that has been specifically birthed to flawlessly integrate with the finest technology. Mixing the decision making of a human with the loyalty and analytical power of a computer to form a perfect soldier - then granting them a body that has the finesse in addition to recovery only available using biological yet with the sturdiness as well as consistency of machine. It seemed my brother as well had realised my greatness as I, glancing up from my screen slightly to look at the glass chamber, managed to see his own widened eyes in the reflection. Although I did not get into their ability to share experiences using a cloud (making their learning speeds even greater as they quickly would be able to iron out mistakes) he seemed convinced. Alice didnt seem too interested However I had no hope for her anyway. Meanwhile - brother was easily able to understand the importance with only a little prompting - a sign that he was indeed the worthy heir to Porshi. There were some arguments for as well as against me usurping him; due to my success with furstin. I had no interest in that since it would cut into my research time. My genius couldnt be stifled or that would be the real crime. Speaking of crimes. This makes it understandable why you kept this project more secure than the internally infamous Neoschluss Project. There is no way the medical or religious boards would be happy about you playing as a pseudo god in order to make an invincible paramilitary Correction brother; they wont yet give me permission. However, given enough time, they will not be able to refuse any decision I make as long as they wish to keep their worthless lives. Technically I could have them killed now but the fear isnt in place due to the secrecy around the paramilitary that has been built, however My cheshire grin returned in full force. I turned to my brother who had a sly grin as he combed through his hair with his hand. The same wont be true when the new world project comes to fruition after the game release and we suddenly have so much manpower that no nation on earth could compare. Seeing my brother was indeed picking up the pieces I threw down - I couldnt help letting out a chuckle - then making a mistake as I turned towards Alice. Said sister just returned a confused head tilt in response to our conversation. Nature and nurture really was amazing when one considers the same combination formed me & brother yet somehow also resulted in her. We have officially landed. A member from my paramilitary soon let himself in to tell us, however making sure that he was guarding the door with his weapon firmly clutched in his hands. There was not much more reason to loiter about so we decided to head out the secret room while leaving the security with some instructions on how to deal with the silver knight Ill be working on. I believe that the lacking something to be a lack of a soul, something reinforced by my brief experimentation, yet I am restricted with what I can do in this world. As such it seems like their deployment will have to wait until I can get into LHO to do some more independent research. In fact, maybe, I have a chance of just finding research that is transferable to my situation such as golemancy which revolves around something similar. If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. Heading through the simple black walls and down the ramp revealed that there was a woman with a rather snooty appearance that tapped the floor with her foot. Constantly checking the screen that was embedded into her wrist with condescending practically oozing from her every action. Not that I cared. My gaze instead turned to where we were located; currently on a raised circular platform on the outeredge of what can only be said to be a modern megaplex of technology. Large silver towers, glimmering with the various lines of fluorescence that snaked up them in various colours, had vehicles weaving through on roads made from light. Those roads vanishing whenever not needed causing them to blink in and out of existence leading to the entire city seemingly shifting to meet the whims of its people. Unlike even in Germany - when we werent at the peak - the city''s bowls were clean with the joyful voices of people hanging out or bartering. Easily overshadowing what woe may have existed. There wasnt even an ounce of trash visible for more than a second as little bots fluttered around the ground to eat up any that fell to the floor while helping pick up things that people accidentally dropped with a little claw arm. I couldnt help being intrigued but not because they were anything spectacular. Those bots were nothing special when it came to technology or pricing, a bot like them was literally bottom of the barrel when it came to cleaning units, as even I could whip up something better with my second hand skills. What was impressive was the fact that they were located all over the city resulting in the very ground streets becoming shockingly clean despite all the people wandering around. Although there was a lack of punishment from littering it was better than having litter all over. There seemed to be no kind of trash around strangely enough; not even the human kind that happily take advantage of those in lower positions than them. Or (at least) they werent being as obvious about it as in other cities of such grandeur that I have witnessed before. Certainly made for a refreshing site after dealing with so many of the hypocritical elite that rule this corrupted world. The buildings themes- Well? An irritatingly shrill voice grated my ears causing me to turn my gaze away from sight seeing and instead move to find its source. Looking towards the impatient woman who had lifted her chin up in the air as if to subconsciously make me believe her to be superior. Such surface level tricks were nothing less than laughable. I had spent literal years surrounded by masters of using subtle body language to manipulate people around them. As such I didnt bother listening to her; just tilting my head to the side while looking between my siblings with a raised eyebrow as if asking is this person actually important which was pretty true. I honestly had no clue who this bitch was. Regardless, that seemed to be enough to cause her to become enraged thus making her scream out Impudent! while pointing towards me. She really was unbearable You force me to wait here due to thinking yourself something special here, deciding to fly ahead of the other students, then you dont even have the courtesy to introduce yourself. Not only that but you do not even apologise for having me waiting here or just taking time out of my busy schedule to be as generous to actually meet you. Apologise or- At that point I had to cut her off. Sorry but last time we lined up my little sister ended up nearly getting her brains blown out. Walking up behind Alexis as that stupid woman suddenly started gaping like some kind of fish - gripping either side of my little sister''s head to shake her around a little. She doesnt even have much in the way of brains in the first place so we try to keep them as secure as humanly possible But I suppose you personally can take credit for any harm? That left her speechless for a good moment nevertheless common sense could only work on a Karin for a very brief moment. That isnt my problem, there are tons of other rich kids that come, its your fault for making so many enemies. This is why I hate brats like you who blame everyone else for their problems! I could only chuckle. YOU DA- *PANG* Clean that up. So I said while returning my brand new custom six shooter to my holster; although it was a sedative bullet that ensured she wouldnt wake up for a while. Long enough for an unfortunate incident to occur in a fashion that nobody could be expected to help save her. Such an unfortunate situation I am sure many will mourn. Chapter 031: Arriving At Frux Academy Walking through the city revealed much of the same; in the aspect that these bottom-level city streets were not like any of those that I had experienced in my past life. For example, to put it into context, even the ground level streets in Germany were plagued with a lot of obvious signs of poverty. The lower you go the lower the general income is thus such a sight only makes perfect sense from an objective viewpoint. Looking around did reveal that there was still a lot of income inequality within the academy-state. There were more than a few people who had what could be called shabby clothing which had obviously gone through multiple repairs. Although (what was really surprising) was that these people were mixed in with some obviously upper class who were happily walking & talking with those poorer members. I was not surprised that the impoverished members existed - if there was an economy there would always be imbalances - but my first thought was just that these were students. They truly did recruit anyone who they believed could benefit the academic world so it was hardly a shocking realisation that some underprivileged would find their way in. However, that didnt explain why those penniless people were able to joke around with those who were better off without fear, I suppose that didnt matter to me though. In fact I still couldnt see people (even several leagues below) my level interacting so at least some things never change? Urgh why couldnt we get a car! The petulant voice of my sister made the flashes of cameras all the more noticeable and maybe helped explain why they seemed so cosy with one another. Afterall we three siblings are well known on social media; it didn''t matter how wealthy you were in front of a celeb. Few could match up to my beauty nor my talents so it was hardly a surprise that the world came to know all about me. I suppose that also resulted in Alexis getting some traction but who cares. I could hardly let these people wallow in disappointment so I offered my usual radiant smile while waving towards as many as I could. Brother meanwhile just let out an annoyed sigh as he glared at my side for no reason. Because the one who did the planning for this trip enjoys attention a little too much considering her little hobby. Wonder what he could be referring to? That could refer to many things, so which little hobby are you talking about? I also couldnt help but ask curiously what he exactly meant with that Something he seemingly didnt take too well. Cupping his model-like face with his two hands while letting out a long sigh only to abruptly reach out to grab Alexis shoulder when she was seconds away from decking someone in the schnozz. Arguably she was in the right since they were getting a little too inquisitive yet it had to be said that brother was giving the duty of keeping us both out of trouble. Nevertheless I do not understand why mother would specify us both as I was hardly a troublemaker if one looked at our track recor- Before you get smart, I want you to remember the Singapore incident. They had it coming; viva la Deutschland! There is no doubt in my mind that I would repeat my exact same actions everytime - should I find myself in one of those time loops they love in fiction - my only regret being that the building still stood. Those clowns had it coming and I just dispensed justice in the form of a potential trip to Genevas war tribunal if ever discovered. Brother just narrowed his eyes as I returned to waving at the adoring crowd (silently agreeing that we would never see eye to eye despite me clearly being right). Thankfully the people were smart enough not to get in our way and also were sparse enough that we had little trouble seeing where we were going. Additionally nobody got shot by our guards so that can be considered a plus. Overall there was nothing to complain about as the streets were clean as well as clearly marked. There was little chance in us getting lost even if we didnt research ahead of time. It also helped that the overall layout of the city seemed to be specifically made to facilitate newcomers due to its nature of constantly welcoming new students. Besides, the academy wasnt small, it was possible to see the academy throughout the city thanks to its large size and how every road led there. Almost looking like a set of three glass claws that are seeking to rend the heavens themself. Not that it was the only large building. Mostly every country had made it a habit to build upwards - that was why a place like Heidelberg was very refreshing as well as a great tourist spot. It was as if you walked back into the twentieth century. An era where even the most destitute of society were able to see the sun setting over the horizon. Of course most of those who could afford a trip out there, those who would be able to just freely buy flight tickets, wouldnt truly appreciate the greatness of such a view. Although for me it acts as a good quantifier for how far I have come in this life. Approaching the academy did reveal there was indeed a little welcoming party with a kind elderly figure in front of them all. A woman that was dressed in an ornate blue robe that seemed exactly what a grand scholar from a fantasy world would wear - clapping her hands happily upon witnessing our group slowly approaching her & her school. Her being the latest in a long line of headmasters who led this independent artificial island into the bastion of education & equality it will be in the future. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. Her joy soon turned into confusion as she appeared to be looking for someone; a sight that made me tilt my head curiously to the side and do the same. Of course I didnt find anyone and neither did she. A glance towards her was all that was needed for her to understand the obvious question that I held for her. Ah, sorry, you were supposed to be brought over by a member of our staff who is in charge of guiding people around in addition to acting as the matron of our dorms. We always left guiding important guests so it is quite concerning that she failed like this. I do hope it wasnt inconvenient getting here? Giving a concerned look towards us that was very reminiscent of what I imagine a doting grandparent would have. Still, someone who has the role to show around very important persons, I believe that a woman like that would either be very humble or become insufferable to those they think they can suppress. Well I cannot say Ive run into anyone like that since we touched down but I made sure to look up the route ahead of time so there were no problems~! The old lady nodded her head with a soft smile. Well I am sure she will turn up. Rubbing the back of her head awkwardly before leaning in to say something to one of the various staff members who seemed like they were dragged there. There were a few excited to see us but that was more to do with seeing someone famous than putting respect to my name in academia. Not surprising since most of my achievements are not exactly ones you can brag about; they would come to know all about them in the future. I suppose its best if we move on; lets go to my office to speak in peace! That old lady''s bubbly personality was certainly contagious as few could hold back their smile - there was only a grumpy old academic type that seemed to manage. He merely snorted while holding a large book (so big that it probably weighed more than my head) to his chest with a frown. It didnt appear as if he was like our missing guide, though. Seemingly he was just more interested in cracking open that large book - getting lost in the contents held within its pages - than wasting unnecessary words. A belief that I could most certainly get along with. Seeing that the pleasantries were over with - he turned away from us to head back into the academy while promptly opening his book. The headmistress glanced at him with a snort before turning towards us with that kindness filled smile that could probably rival my own with its raw appeal. Come, I got some good tea recently, we can discuss what your time here in Frux will look like. Walking through the halls soon enough, walls aligned with academic papers as if they were awards, for an old lady she certainly had astounding agility as she zoomed around with flabbergasting grace. If it werent for my extra stats I think I would easily fall behind - a fact proven by my brother trailing behind us with a chest desperately heaving for more oxygen. That inhuman sister of mine didnt even seem to be affected by the freakish stamina of the old lady who didnt even seem to be putting in any effort. At least this meant that we quickly arrived at her office (even if it was apparent that brother Arthur had seen better days) which looked more like a library than an office. Pushing the oaken door aside to reveal a rather small room that only contained a desk with a halo device upon it. Likely just the desk of her secretary as another door lay beside the desk. Walking through the second set of doors unveiled a room that was far messier than the former - countless papers strewn across numerous tables that may have been added just for that sake. Lining the walls were an endless series of book shelves. It got to the point where I probably saw more books in this room in my entire time between both my lives Who even uses books as anything more than decoration? Now to deal with you princess Furtsin, you gave me a major headache, you know That old teacher began causing my brow to unconsciously raise in curiosity at what she knew. Perhaps this mysterious hag had figured out something that no one else in the world is privy to? It would be a shame if I had to silence her. You had to be such an overachiever didnt you girl? Shaking her head as she walked up to her desk where a tea-making setup was being precariously balanced upon a stack. How was I supposed to decide whether to put you in front of a group of our little future medical scientists or take advantage of your software know-how? Although she was complaining; I could practically hear the grin on her face as she busied her surprisingly smooth hands with preparing the tea set. This also revealed that she knew more than I believed but less than I thought. In the end I was convinced that it would be best to focus on your medical talents as you do not monetise them as openly. Even if most fools dont realise how closely you work with your researchers. Well I have personally picked a bunch of talented kids to put to your mercy so feel free to whip them into shape dear! An interesting proposal. Oh and I obviously intend to submit your brother for both businesses but I also think it would be a good idea if he looked into history. I believe we can learn a lot from our past. Evidently I only plan to have your sister take her wrath out on our martial artists with you also being more than welcome to give our sharpshooters some much needed tutorship. Nodding her head. Chapter 032: Settling Into Flux I didnt actually bother looking into how old that headmistress was, however no matter how ancient she ended up being, it clearly wasnt too old. The hag wasted no time at all in setting things up for the three of us siblings. Quickly preparing a professors room for me as well as calling someone over to guide the two over to the students dorm. Both of them would be sharing their rooms with others despite their background. I certainly got the bigger benefit as I would have an area completely to myself - the accommodations for teachers obviously being a couple levels above that of a student. Although (from what I heard in my past life) everyone got their own bedroom & bathroom so neither of them should suffer too much Well, that also depended on who they would be sharing the living room, open kitchen and other such spaces with. Would suck if they got paired with the fools from the future HERO guild; though I doubt any of them have the ability to actually get accepted. Then again, they certainly have reason to, no way they wont try now that we have been. Nobody is more petty than the Vagen. Not to mention that Klaus basically shot himself in the foot by always comparing himself to us. There is no way the social circles wont talk about all three of us getting accepted - especially as a tutor - leading to him being left even further behind. His relationship with his family is probably even worse than last time. At first I was confused why I resisted the urge to kill him and his groupies once I discovered my true powers yet now its quite clear to me now. Nothing is as satisfying as watching someone you hate struggling like a fish plucked from the water it''s known all its life. Right now there is no better way to despite the young prince of Vagen. Either way there was nothing that Vagen could reasonably do to get their little fool or his buddies inside the academy due to that hardy old broad. Although there is the chance that he may have some rats inside the city or even the academy itself (not like people cant be bribed etc.) so I should probably watch out for attempts on our lives. Or, rather, I should continue looking out for attacks on our lives They werent exactly uncommon with the Vagen trying their luck every once & awhile. Maybe theyre actually glad we went away from our main support base - theoretically it would be far easier to assassinate us here than the olympics. Unfortunately I wasnt exactly human and had far surpassed the weak me from years ago. Looking back; I cant believe I was so weak I was unable to catch a single bullet. Anyway, after a nice cup of tea with discussions about topics like different lesson preparation for both teachers & students, the three of us went our separate ways. My soldier- guards followed the two of them especially closely as they headed to the dorms. Our guides are already prepared to guide us with warm welcoming smiles. Once again; it was really amazing just how quickly that lady could move but I suppose someone aware of their mortality would be in more of a hurry to get things done. Not me. I have already ascended to a greater plane of existence on account of just being a spirit rather than a bag of flesh & bones. Sadly I was unable to find much else about spirits (at least unable to find another one on the planet despite my search) however I did find some simple information. For example; apparently spirits do not need to eat anything. Although I would rather give up my immortality than give up on my sweet treats thus I elected to ignore that bit. Not that sugar was the only thing I consumed Following my guide caused me to led through the halls, still on the top floor, towards a simplistic looking door that possessed both physical & electronic security measures. This is your key and your passcode is written on this card; if you have anything else you need to know feel free to ask. The girl of seemingly Asian descent - only a few years older than me seemingly - bowed her head softly while extending her palms that balanced the two items atop them. I backed away to let one of my guards accept them while smiling to her. There was a rather obvious question that I had. Is there space for my guards to sleep and such? Tilting my head with that radiant smile of mine allocating a blush on her face. She was seemingly trying to not look at me but couldnt help peeking through her bangs - I could hardly blame her with how beautifully perfect I was even if these breasts & butt got in the way more often than not. Ah, s-sorry, there is another set of keys inside your room for the nearby rooms which they can use. The same should be explained to both your siblings even if they arent allowed to share a dorm with your security team due to us believing in having students interact with one another. Regardless, or rather because of their differing backgrounds. Hm~ I see, well I think that should be all, thank you. I said happily enough almost all of my heavily armoured friends descended upon the room to begin checking it for anything that didn;t belong inside a room of mine. Surprisingly the girl nervously remained standing right there. Did you need something else from me? That made the girl cutely jump moments before carefully reaching into her uniform to pull out a piece of paper & pen. I loved your performance last month - c-could you give me a signature for a Kyouka? Something about a cute girl trembling in front of me made it impossible to resist licking my plump purple lips with a sly smile. Fortunately I had enough control to quickly hide my expression even as I had my eyes measure the impressive figure despite being shorter than me. I think Ill give her more than just a plain old signature Sure thats no problem. Quickly taking the items from the girl to write on the blank piece of paper before handing it back to her as she looked down with sparkles in her eyes. Looking at it led to her face scrunching up in confusion as she read - soon growing crimson as she glanced at me. I simply lifted my finger up to my lips while winking. The cute little thing was bright red however still nodded moments hitherto charging away at speeds a professional runner could only dream of. Not realising the hurried sprint led to a pleasant sight - that plump jiggly butt visible as the skirt gathered enough air to float up. She even had an adorable little rabbit on her rump. I could hardly be blamed for taking a second to admire her yet I had no doubt that I would get her in a more lacy pair soon. Weve ensured that the room is indeed secure. Sure enough; one of my security broke me out of my imagination to inform me about my new living space being clean of any bugs. This does at least help me feel more confident that the higher ups in the academy havent been compromised by the Vagen bastards just yet. However, I couldnt be sure that my presence wouldnt cause someone to decide to switch over in the future or that they just havent tried yet, they could be getting me to let my guard down as well. I simply nodded while heading into my room after all the militia-men, nearly all but one, headed out to check their own rooms. The final armoured-figure remained in front of my door to secure it. Not that I paid any more attention to them as I had a lesson plan to plan out. Looking around the room revealed that - as always - the room was built around the fact that there was a wall to wall window opposite to the porch/door. Walking up to the window allowed for me to view pretty much the entirety of the city as well as the happenings in front of the academy building. It wasnt too busy around the academy gates (only the occasional worker) however that made a lot of sense. As we were rudely told when we landed down by someone who no longer exists; the three of us arrived quite some time before the next batch of students was meant to arrive as well as being on break. A fact that would leave my two siblings alone in their rooms unless their seniors decided to stay. Nevertheless, I imagine that the only people to stay would be those who need monetary support or those who have a negative relationship with their family, so it should be amusing to watch Alexis. She has poor social skills at the best of times. Just imagining her trying to deal with others who also have little skill on that front makes me sure it would be hilarious! This should be a good time to check my status. ???????????????????????????????????? << Displaying Information On {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/Porshi Age: 17 Race: Dark Matter Spirit.{Mythical} ([REDACTED] + [REDACTED]) God/Pantheon: N/A Element: Dark Matter.{-} This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work.Level: 30 (893.9Makm.axp) Status: Healthy Inventory: 21/500 Class: Baby Gunslinger.{Baby} Lvl 100 (Rank Up Available) Job 1: Adept Linguist.{Expert} Lvl 30 (3.4G2.1Exp) Job 2: Researcher Resident.{Adept} Lvl 73 (200.4Fxp) Job 3: N/A Equipment -[Anti.Life.Revolver Mark.038].{Uncommon} (Unequipped): Weapon Type: Revolver Damage: 224 Projectile Speed: 760 Skill: [Revamp Ready].{E} (There will be no loss in durability in attempts to modify) Bio: A revolver built from a blueprint made by one of the gluttonous princesses of spirits; strangely uses no magical or magical principles within its design yet is clearly designed with modification in mind. Health Points: ERROR 404 Spirit Points: 410410 << Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >> Vit: 2 Str: 7 Def: 4 Dex: 15 +100+73 Agi: 12 (+5 AP) Int: 12 +90+73 Remaining Attribute Points: 430 Talent -[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)].{SSS}: Experience gained for Level & related Skills based on practice with Firearm type weapons -[Dark Matter Body (Physique)].{EX}: Mana Points along with Health Points converted into superior Spirit Points with the usual 10 modifier to both Vit & Int while body is made from [Dark Matter] Element although also makes physical exercise useless since there is no muscle. -[Devour Soul (Talent)].{S}: Allows the player to eat another''s soul to gain power. -[[REDACTED] ([REDACTED])]: [REDACTED] Passive -[Block Resistance Lvl 3 (5291,7kxp)].{B}: Increases players'' resistance against blocks in thought. -[Expert Range Finder Lvl 5 (3k52.4kxp)].{B}: Player gains information useful for their purpose. -[Grandmaster Draft Lvl 30 (4M2.1Exp)].{B}: Allows the player to quickly draft concepts they have thought up using any medium they have available (eg. pen+paper, computer, chalk+blackboard). -[Steady Hands Lvl 23 (2T7Pxp)].{A}: Will help the player keep steady hands no matter the situation. Active -[Expert Incision Lvl 80 (89.2GY9xp)].{B}: Grants the player the ability to expertly make an incision. -[Copy Lvl 70 (6.3YaJ.mxp)].{C}: The player will instantly be able to remember any document they have read with some room for error.. -[Grammar Check Lvl 5 (252.4kxp)].{B}: Notifies the player of any major grammatical errors. -[Grasp Soul Lvl 5 (32230Kxp)].{S}: Allows the player to directly interact with the soul. -[Health Check Lvl 27 (21M4.8Yxp)].{D}: Player can check their patients bodily status. -[Spell Check Lvl 54 (28.6P581.5Yxp)].{C}: Notifies the player of any obvious spelling errors. -[Master Suture Lvl 19 (170M27.5Txp)].{A}: Quickly stitch up given material with threads in addition to making threads from mana (or fitting substitute) as a plausible alternative. -[Translate Lvl 27 (8.7k5.6Txp)].{D}: Roughly translates text. -[[REDACTED] (0[REDACTED]xp)]: [REDACTED] ???????????????????????????????????? I always wondered why I didnt hear anything about the different xp requirements for skills Did you add these just to mess with me? You practically need a table just to understand all the numbers. ???????????????????????????????????? << [REDACTED] >> ???????????????????????????????????? Fine; keep your secrets! Regardless there are quite a few things to- Prepare for a life of adventure, mystery and love in the open beta newest VRMMO; Love Heart Online (currently only available on invitation)! I heard blaring from a nearby holoscreen. It would seem I have better things to do. Chapter 033: Fate of All Who Live The first thing to do was gather information - luckily there was very likely no one who had more people looking up this game than us. We didnt even need to particularly hide this fact anyway due to our cover story of playing a lot as a family with a lot of physical distance was air tight. This let us easily put as many people into it as we saw fit; something that came in evidently useless since we didnt even know this announcement was going to happen. At least it meant we were quickly able to quickly react to it (as an organisation) which also, naturally, allowed us to find out how to sign up for the closed beta. Even without the game, being so revolutionary the benefits for joining the beta were clear. In fact - in my previous life at least - characters made during the betas were crossed over to the main game when it finally came out. One may argue that I already have enough of an advantage against the lowly mortals yet I counter that there is no such thing as too much power. There was no loss even if I didnt focus on gaining raw strength since influence can be just as important. This wasnt just a game after all. Very quickly I got reports containing the required actions to join the beta in addition to other (possibly) important tidbits. Information such as the nations planned, the specs needed to run, the location of a couple server farms the company bought up and more. Obviously the most important information was how to sign up as well as a link to the net site. It was easy enough to sign up for the closed beta; there was literally a form for it on the main net site yet consumer capitalism did make sure that we wouldnt get out scott free. Of course it was locked behind preordering the game yet just as I was considering what to do I heard, from inside my pocket, a little *nya* *nya* alongside a vibration. My shock was obviously momentary as relief overcame me. Thankfully no one was around to hear my personal holopads notification sound One may ask why have something so embarrassing as my notification sound (or even what my ringtone would be) and to them I would simply reply Shut up. Promptly pulling out the holopad revealed a text message from daddy. Informing me that he had already purchased an account for each one of our immediate family members. I thus sent an immediate reply that I would use said information to apply for everything we would need in order to play as swiftly as possible. Something that I indeed proceeded to do without getting confirmation. We had long set up protocols about this situation - as well as many others - all so that we can move efficiently as a unit. Since I was the one who was most knowledgeable about the game it only made sense that I should handle direct interactions while Daddy just needs to get the most expensive package. Now it was just a waiting game to see whether us 5 were to step on our path to divinity; we had no information on whether the closed beta players were chosen based on luck or not. However, if they were chosen on a first come first served system, I had confidence we were quick enough. That had nothing to do with how the net site mysteriously went down as soon as we learned about its importance in achieving a place on the beta list. With that done there was nothing else to do but prepare for classes - as boring as that sounds - since we had already been preparing for literally years. Though with my intellect it didnt take too long to come up with the most efficient way to teach these brats what they needed to know about conducting themselves in a medical setting. So that is exactly what I did over the next few days. In fact students began arriving a couple days after we did, yet I heard nothing from my siblings after receiving confirmation they saw my post in the family chat group (explaining sign up). Understandable though as they were likely getting used to their seniors Perhaps beating them up for a certain sibling of mine. That was hardly my problem, she couldnt ruin my image on account of her penchant for violence was already well known, so I just got lost in working on my precious little knight. Evidently I couldnt do anything too big since it was pretty much just a little mobile lab that I had gotten my security to set up in the ensuite bathroom. Spirits not needing to do anything as dirty as defecate. I was still able to mess around a little with the various parameters as well as do pretty much anything I wanted when it came to the software side. In fact I got so bored that I decided to develop some kind of game which they could play to prevent boredom from developing when theyre on duty. It''s unlucky that I would have a Silver Knight uprising due to not giving them such petty recreational activity to pass time. Nevertheless, the chance wasnt zero while it also didnt cost anything but time to make the chance of such an event zero. Time being something I seemed to have in spades. After an entire week the new students finally arrived with some sad news also going around that a long term member of faculty jumped in front of a hover car on their way. An absolutely dreadful incident that strangely happened mere moments before I landed according to the data logged on the network. Maybe if I landed a little earlier, or she was a little kinder, such a tragedy could be avoided. Regardless, the academy was left in a little bit of a tough spot as no one else was free enough to show those students (or us) around. This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. Most people were very busy as a new school term was right around the corner. I knew all this due to attending a faculty meeting (I had nothing else to do) however that ended up doing nothing to allay my boredom so I kind of tuned out after awhile. There were introductions with the other staff but I couldnt remember any of their names or faces. Well, except for the hags and old man who liked reading a lot but even then it was just faces. No reason to remember them for now I had Big B. to do that. Either way, with both new and old students arriving, the streets below my room got very chaotic. Probably more so than usual on account of that unfortunate decrease in the staff. Not that it matters to me- *knock* *knock* *knock* What is it? Turning my gaze towards the door as I sat down on my holopad; my displeasure at being interrupted as I looked through my homework was obvious in my voice. Usually my guards knew better than to do that - as a result it was probably pretty important if they risked their neck. These were people who had done plenty of coverups for me, they fully knew about my dark side, due to being humans, so couldnt help but feel some modicum of fear. I treated them well otherwise so it was perfect for keeping them nice and loyal to me - helped that they also knew I wasnt human. People are beginning to ask questions since you dont leave your room a lot. So? Well we also heard that there is a shop that is famous among the locals for their food that is obnoxiously sugary sweet who were doing a limited run of a lemon flavoured sweet pastry. We thought this would interest you an- Say no more; lets go I cut him off as I stood up and headed towards the door without care about preparing any fancier clothes than I was currently wearing. I had my six iron as well as a shirt & shorts on so what else could I need? Barging through the door without worry that it sent the captain of my Lynx squad on the floor with a rather large bang. The rest of my security team didnt seem particularly shocked (understandable) as they just activated their helmets-faceplates closing mechanism with their neural connection. Upon their helmet was the skull of the very cat their squad was named after. The exact same tradition that held true for each and every one of my various squads Lets just say I had enough firepower to make me a force to be reckoned with no matter where I decide to go. A fact that made the United States of America behave themselves. Eventually even the squad leader managed to regain enough senses to close his own helmet and stand up once again. Prompting me to address him. Lead me to this supposed shop so I can allay any suspicion around me; it would be quite troubling if people sniff around! Oh but keep at least two members posted inside the on-suite. Just in case we have a repeat of the Portugal incident. Of course they quickly showed their agreement in the form of a slamming their fist to their chest - leader quickly setting two of their strongest to watch over my little project. Those two comb through the room to gather every bit of important information inside with them. Anyone who saw them wouldnt for long as they were clearly set to fire first and ask questions later. Not that I cared much - it would actually be way more interesting if they didnt since I havent been on a hunt in awhile - the taste of a sinful soul was always welcome. Thinking about that made me lick my lips as we headed out the school and through the streets. Maybe it was just me but it seemed like my guards took an extra step away from me Well, everyone else seemed to find me as cute as always, Ill just chalk it up to a quirk of working for so long on the battlefields abroad. Perhaps I should review Furstins mental health policies? Obviously people knew better to approach the famous person surrounded by security (especially after the first few viral clips) so we managed to the cute little shop fairly sharply. It was a simple place with a nice pink & white facade with large glass windows that let you see inside the shop. Something that also meant those inside saw as my heavily geared men promptly formed a parameter around the front as I entered. Everyone was visibly nervous but I just queued up like a nice girl - even granting them the honour of seeing my radiant smile. At least that was the case before the door to the toilets was slammed open with a bang. A hoard of obnoxious laughs echoed out despite many innocent treats falling to the floor due to the actions of those nasty men. Soon their attention turned to me as I was the most eye-catching by far. Like usual. *whistle* I havent seen a beauty like you before. I suppose I did need some entertainment. Chapter 034: Knight of Shining Armor Honestly it is not often I say this about things not related to me, especially when talking about humans themselves, since it is impossible to give out praise when I am the baseline. Still I somehow found myself very impressed with this group of punks. Not to say the two women amongst them werent astonishing in their own way. In terms of appearance they looked exactly like those punks in movies from the early 2000s down to the bright hairs that are covered in way too much gel and cologne. Meanwhile the girls had their own interesting hairstyles - being so poofy that I was left wondering how they managed it. Both genders were covered in the bare minimum amount of denim to be called clothing while having so much makeup that I couldnt tell their actual skin tone. Those men having very pale skin with the women going for such fake tan that they had darker skin than me who Actually it was hard to really fit me into a category on account of being human however I was pretty sure that they werent naturally dark skinned. Not that they didnt look hot in their own right. Its just that the two of them basically looked exactly the same; down to the size of their plump cherry lips and having their heels differ to make it so even their heights seemed the same. On closer inspection I did think that one of them may be from an indigenous tribe of the Americas which made me feel like the makeup may have actually been a waste. The other I couldnt quite tell exactly as her features were the exact same plain ones that can be found anywhere in the world. Europe certainly knew how to sow their seeds. Reminds me that Canada has still never elected an indigenous leader. There was even that one female politician that had an entire campaign around having her be the very first to give voice to the suffering of the indigenous. Unfortunately DNA testing revealed her to be whiter than Santa Clause. Actually I think he was Turkish but just adopted by white people? Both were wearing animal print coats that matched their bleached hair - all the while pushing their large plastic puppies on either side of who looked like the leader. His hands, that previously slipped under her denim shorts to grapple their butts, moved to give them a crisp *thwap* on their behinds that made both grimace for a second until playing along with half-hearted smiles. At least this helped explain one reason why those girls may be wearing so much makeup Those ring covered fingers sliding down their fishnet covered thighs as he shamelessly looked across my body. Dont think Ive seen ya but ye sure look familiar So he pondered for a moment as he moved one hand to come through his rooster-hairdo only for the other to move to the uncomfortable girl''s mid-drift. Not that any of them seemed to particularly care about the opinion of them women. Kind of makes me homesick about those old bastards on the board of directors from the side families of Porshi that always used to go on like I was the second coming of Genghis Khan. Though I do thinking polluting the bloodline would be fun if just to fuck with them Slowly the magic of all the piercings & leather bangs with pointy studs was getting boring on account of the barrage of lascivious looks. It took a moment but there was eventually some recognition in those gazes that led me to think that this event may be a short one. Although I wont deny the part of me that wished to have one of those cool scenes where I beat up all the punks to save the damsels. Wait, isn''t she that adopted chick from that rich German family! Finally one of the thugs yelled out without worrying about the other customers about the shop. At the same time I am not confident that they could even be classified as customers since I doubted any of these men wanted to buy anything. Looks of fear flashed across the faces of 3 of the men, there actually only being 5 if you didnt include their blowup dolls, so I decided this was sadly over. Turning back to the que I began studying the cutesy menu that hung above the glass counter that contained a ton of different pastries. That sweet scent of bread baking wafted through the entire shop (from the back of the shop where they were no doubt busy) making me truly excited for what gems could be baked. Ah what to get, what to get, this really is the hardest decision ive had as they all look so delectable that I want them all! ???????????????????????????????????? << Just Get Them All - We All Know You Have No Interest In Being Humble. >> ???????????????????????????????????? Hmpf you could have at least played along with me a little. ???????????????????????????????????? << We Are One >> ???????????????????????????????????? This is why I cant stand you. This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report. My insightful internal conversation soon came to an end as my instincts suddenly flared up causing me to take a step back. Just in time as a familiar ringed hand missed its attempt to grab my chest. A result that amusingly made that rooster stumble forward which led to one of the girls let out a soft giggle that she quickly tried to stifle. Something that her supposed boyfriend didnt appreciate as he quickly turned around to back hand her with all the force he could muster. Sending her tumbling to the ground with a backdrop of the nervous store-patrons gasping. He didnt care as he just spat down on her. Ill show ya whats funny in a minute. Despite his anger he managed to still be a creep, licking his lips as he gazed across her body, making her shiver while clutching her cheek. Seeing such an innocent maiden collapse to the ground made me instantly desire to come to her rescue like the shining prince charming I am. If I was going to describe my feelings I would probably say that I am fairly livid as that only just increased as he opened his mouth again. Now to help recruit another sister for you two. This is comically evil to the point where I am stuck looking around for the camera''s; a random street thug trying to force a famous rich lesbian into a relationship? Just on what has been said already I could sue his family into the dirtiest hovel. I could even just be lazy and release it to the news since theyd gobble this shit up. I was going to step forward to maybe sneakily tug on his souls however a hand that suddenly fell onto my shoulder caused me to completely freeze up. That was not to say that I was overcome by a feeling of surprise that made me pause for a second due to somehow not sensing the figure despite the position of their hand indicating them to at least be far taller than me before turning around to see who it was. It also was not any other feeling nor a natural reaction that I could explain as being caused by a momentary lapse in my self control. It was my energy itself I was unable to move anything that made up me. There is no need for you to dirty your hands~? A song-like voice echoed out from behind me, however I could not place whether it belonged to a man or a woman. Additionally I was still unable to move so was unable to even turn my neck to look at them. That also made it so the bastard in front of me was unopposed as he slowly walked up to me with those groupies of his joined in at approaching me. Almost seeming to try to mimic predators while the other of their dolls moved to support the one that was knocked to the floor. Then again, I have to wonder, how can people like this exist in a place like Frux where everyone is chosen specifically by a committee of academics? Heh Ive only done it with one religious chick but Im willing to increase the numbers~. For a moment I considered trying to find a way to display my discomfort to my guards Surprisingly that wasnt needed. Too bad you wont be able to get away with your misbehaviour this time! At the last minute a figure jumped in front of us - flowing blonde locks licking the tip of my ear - making me instinctively widen my eyes in recognition at how familiar this figure was to me. Especially as they skilfully stood there with a wooden european-style sword that they brought to brush aside the hand that attempted to grab us. In mere moments they flashed through the crowd of punks to land precise blows that sent them all to the ground in a show of both skill & knowledge. My interest soon lowered as they turned around to show that they werent who I thought they were due to being the completely wrong gender; though otherwise their height & appearance was similar. I never did hear about her having a brother yet it wasnt very surprising if she did I guess. Not like everyone picked up the game quickly he could have fallen out of public view to help protect himself from potential assassins. Finally that hand left my shoulder letting me move again thus letting me finally take in the sight of the two people who just saved me. The knight in shining armour obviously didnt actually wear armour but instead a simple dress shirt & pants that seemed rather worn out. Which made perfect sense since I knew that his (probably) sister only had her grandmother to take after her for the longest time. Turning my head behind me revealed someone I didnt recognise them at all. Strange considering how much they stood out; literally wearing a full habit with a veil that covered the upper half of their face. Only visible part was a set of impressively plump lips. Half of those lips were white with a design to make it look like her lips were upturned but then the other half was black and seemed to have the exact opposite. Strangely they also appeared to have black metallic nails like I did yet it was hard to focus on that when she was, by my accurate guestimate, six foot six. That meant she literally had more than a foot over my own height - making me feel like a child again as she just stood there. Still (due to that strange event with that nuns hands) I couldnt help gazing at her hands to see some weird black & white tattoo on the backs. Very strange for a nun Are you okay? That boy called out with a worried tone as he jogged over to us with his sword already held by his waist as if to try to not seem intimidating. A dumbly naive move considering I not only lived with Alexis for years but also literally had a six shooter at my waist. Regardless I offered him the usual radiant smile since he was well meaning; it was the supposed nun who spoke while walking past him. Ill go check on those poor lost sheepies. Y-you think you can get away with beating me and my friends; my father is one of the most well regarded professors within the academy so I know the headmaster directly and have already called them! Well that explains a lot~! I couldnt speak, nevertheless the nun didnt seem to care about his threat. Chapter 035: Knife On Their Tongue I dont quite know what I expected from the nun, yet she certainly was a rather honest individual, if I was to water down my opinion heavily. Hey have you got any more lines; it has been awhile so it would be cool if you continued on so that I could work on getting my young master bingo card filled out~! Her lips visibly curled up to a grin. She did not even try to hide her contempt for the adolescent punk - especially since she said all this while looking directly into his eyes. The boy (strangely) didnt seem to appreciate her comments either. Trembling for a moment until finally whipping out that intimidating pointer finger of him. Ill get you as well as that bitch kicked out Frux and dont think about being able to enter the workforce with that released to every single news outlet! Oh my, so scary, but while they were going at it I decided I may as well be efficient with my time thus walking up to the counter. Everyone else had essentially taken to huddling in the corners of the building so it was easy for me to walk up; they had great customer service as a scared worker promptly came up to ask me what I wanted. Can I have everything on the menu but feel free to take your time. Offering them a radiant smile which greatly helped them calm down enough to agree to my request as they had no worries that I wouldnt be able to pay them. Being famous came in useful sometimes. Heh~ who is it that is in trouble here? Turning back to the active situation revealed that the nun was now standing over the incensed ringleader, hair matching his face by now, letting her truly tower over him. She even leaned over completely so her torso pretty much casted his entire body in shadow due to him still lying on the ground. Finally the boy took his pointing finger away from the girl however that was only the prelude for him to go ahead and do something even dumber. Reaching into his pocket for a second only to draw out a butterfly knife that he expeditiously whipped the blade out of then followed up by charging towards the tall girl. My hand did drift towards my holstered side-arm in order to finally put an end to this stupid farce - other hand holding a delicious pastry that tasted like a condensed princess fairytale - though that was unnecessary. ILL CUT-! He didnt even get the chance to finish his threat as his wrist (which was attached to the hand swinging the knife towards her) was instantly caught by her as he jumped up to attack her. Seeing that he was stopped he attempted to pull his arm from her grasp. Yet, no matter how much he tugged, he found himself unable to retrieve his wrist. That didnt stop him from trying; continuing to bring more & more of his body into trying to tear himself away from the mystery religious woman. Although even as he began using his other hand to punch he didnt get so much as a finger to twitch. Let go of me you stupid harlot! I prefer the term Bastard~. What the f-URAGH! *crea~k* A sound that is usually considered very eerie - if cliche - when located in some haunted manor or an old hospital of some kind Yet it was coming from none of those things. Instead it was from the very wrist that the girl was holding while she just let out a long boisterous laugh as the boy essentially had a seizure while panickily slamming his body against hers. It didnt take a genius to figure out that the bones under her grasp were being deformed from the force she was holding him with. Unsurprisingly the knife had long fallen to the ground yet she wasnt done. Her foot actually impacted the butt of the knife handle as it rotated toward the ground (timing incredible considering she wasnt even paying attention to the knife) to land in her awaiting spare hand. Taking advantage of his mouth being wide open. With no hesitation she moved that knife into his mouth so the flat of the blade pressed down - essentially stopping his screams and making his tear filled eyes look towards her naught but with fear now. It has been so long since Ive had the chance to deal with thugs~! Excitement clear in her voice as she slowly tilted that double sided from one side of the other, making him well aware of the shard edge as it pressed against his tonsils, a grin still on her face. Unfortunately I am not like some of my older friends that will just ignore things that annoys them Closing her eyes while tilting her head as if to seem amicable. I dont mind you threatening me as its honestly cute - like a little dog barking at a wolf - however you decided it was a good idea to threaten the one under my paw. Sadly I cant let that one pass now can I Right? Saying so while slowly tilting the knife upwards thus there was no choice for the poor boy but to show total obedience. Meanwhile this pastry was just amazing; I would need to see about hiring a baker from here as my own personal bread maker. The tall woman didnt bother to pay attention to the pastries, sad for her, as she slowly pushed that knife further and further into his neck. Taking full advantage of the slenderness of the knife to avoid hitting anything yet still making the punk unwilling to even swallow his spit. Leading to him slobbering all over himself in an embarrassing display. Im going to leave this here for now so I hope you can keep a hold of it until I am back to decide what to do with it Or you~? This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it. Letting go off the knife (having it balanced in his mouth and partly down his throat) leading to him being too afraid to move a single inch. Strangely I felt as if that girl may not actually be a nun. Something about being that good at threatening someone did not seem to fit with my image of a woman of the cloth. Now that that is done with So the girl turned to the tanned girls who were shivering in fear, for some reason, as she began walking toward them with a smile. Turning to the chivalrous boy - who came with the supposed nun - revealed him to actually be stuck in a notebook jotting something down with great vigour as if a student days before his finals. The Amazonian just moved her finger to jab certain places on both the girls bodies resulting in them completely going limp. From there she checked their pulses before throwing them over her shoulders to begin heading out of the building, turning to me first for some reason. Ah~ I never got the chance to say this but Im Miss Trunchbull and will be working as your teaching assistant so feel free to give me something to do jehehe~. That Was a strange laugh As she walked out she kicked the white knight in the gut causing him to fall back on his butt however he soon got back up. That didnt mean he resisted the chance to complain. Seemingly trying to use that as leverage to get the girl to teach him some more which only got a shrug To the misfortune for the two paralysed girls. I decided to just ask for their information (whether from the headmistress or from her servers) at a later date and focus on what I can do at the moment. ???????????????????????????????????? << You Just Want To See The Validity Of A Spirit Going Into A Sugar Coma >> ???????????????????????????????????? Just because its true doesnt mean you should say it. Sadly it seemed like the chaos of the day wasnt completely over as I heard a plethora of footsteps approaching from outside. From what they are saying it also seems like they arent too happy with my little toy soldiers blocking them from entering. One day out of my new home yet it feels like Im back to the business of my last life again At least it isnt boring. So I said before filling my mouth with that sweet baked good, biting in to get an absolutely satisfying crunch that only a freshly baked good can give, causing me to squirm a little. We dont want any trouble with you guys however we have a job as well. Even as he said that in a threatening manner you could tell tension filled the entirety of his person and walking out revealed that it wasnt just that man. In front of my guards were a squad of uniformed security officers but they hardly seemed impressive when stood across from my guys. Everyone knew that it was a fight that wouldnt go well for the security officers, nevertheless their captain refused to step down. This led to them all having sweat visibly covering their foreheads. Quite the opposite of my guys who were professional if perfectly calm despite the threat coming from the guard. My own captain had his face mask hissing gently as it folded into itself allowing him to meet the eyes of the security captain as he looked down on him. Then do your job and fuck off. As expected; they clearly did not give on hoot about the threats that were being thrown out at them since the officers may as well be children when up against these war hardened veterans. The crowd who had built to watch the confrontation & chaos that was occurring around the bakery couldnt help bursting out in laughter. A result that got the face of the other captain to blanch until he heard the laugher - regaining his confidence once more. Drawing out his electric baton to slap his own palm. We only wish to see some punishment to someone who was causing trouble with one of our fine professors'' children so there is no reason for you to get your mistress involved. This made my eyes drift towards the monster that was still carrying the two girls; a smile was on their face but I only felt a shiver go down my spine. My instincts screamed that if this person was pushed too far it would lead to a disaster that could potentially spell doom for the world. As such I planned to step forward then use our middling connection as teacher & assistant to intervene myself yet that seemed completely unneeded as *BAP* *BAM* Keep her name out your mouth you dirty cop; we have already looked into all your sort so try threatening my master again and we wont need her order to put one in your head. My own captain refused to take any shit so just proceeded to shoot him right in the foot then used the fact he reeled forward to hit him in the face with the stock. Sending the bald middle aged flying down on his ass in a manner that made their opponents look like a set of dominoes. Unfortunately there was only a certain fake nun who was able to laugh at the scene (making me wonder how she can see) as everyone else was in shock due to the gunshot. Chapter 036: The Trunch Guess you could say They fired their sh- nah that one was bad The nun mumbled the last part as they gave up on their joke half way through - showing the first expression change as they seemed to be pondering upon it. Not because of the tense situation nor the eyes that were on them; purely focused on trying to figure out why they didnt like their own joke. Eventually they seemed to conclude that it was a pointless endeavour as they let out a long sigh moments after finally deciding to give up on their self reflection. A disappointing fact since I believed they needed to take more time on that. Well I suppose if were done with the fun part Ill take my leave~? That sing-song voice of theirs was certainly beautiful, leaving all attention that was previously on the gunshot to turn towards her, yet I couldnt admire her. She certainly did seem like a beauty and had a shapely body that I would attempt to get to know on an intimate level if it was anyone else However I only felt as if I was looking at a beast that way toying coyly with the tiny chains that was holding it back from rending the flesh of the gawking crowd. Without fear of the security that was apparently hunting her down - the monstrosity walked towards the barrier made by my mercenary squad. The blonde knight clearly was also bewildered by the actions of my captain as he just stood there looking at the drowned man. Taking a moment to realise that his prodigious ally was already walking off without him. She didnt even bother trying to slide past my team. The monster literally just walked toward a slight gap between two of them, somehow pushing two power armour wearing veterans aside, causing my guards to actually stumble forward. No one also noticed their shock yet I certainly did. Unfortunately what I saw nor what my security felt did not matter to those who only saw this as an opportunity to fulfil their selfish goals. Quickly, one of those brats is trying to escape, grab them and drag them back unless you want to get into trouble with the professor! Now that their captain wasnt able to take command of them they didnt even have any intention to hide that they were bought off to clean the punk''s ass. Charing towards the woman who was still holding two other women like they were lighter than the air itself. Those security officers showed no intention to settle things peacefully (fitting right at home as American police) as they raised their electric batons high into the sky. There was a serious chance that the giant woman could, still, I couldnt help let go of my earlier feelings so I decided to raise my voice to address my ever so loyal soldiers. That girl theyre causing trouble for is my assistant professor; stop standing around and teach those crooks what a real bully lo-. *BANG* Never mind finishing my line; I couldnt even see the attack. Just as the first security team member was about to reach the nun. He went flying back with a clear dent present on his chest plate. Where he should have been there was instead a very familiar raised foot. That girl just let out a giggle as she tilted her head as if looking down on a funny little creature. Now arent you a brave little bunch of beavers jehehe~! That guard slammed into those behind him - a trail of blood leaking out from both his mouth & nose - causing a moaning pile. Somehow that one kick was far more dangerous than even the captain''s rifle. The blow caused the first guard to have rolled back eyes as he lay there unmoving with many other guards knocked out from the impact alone. Those remaining on their feet were understandably shellshocked but that religious woman was clearly not a person who believed in pacifism. Leaning forward they may as well have been untouchable as they danced around the constant attacks only for person after person to the floor with cracks and bangs echoing throughout. Each movement they made seemed simple & graceful however I doubted that they were truly moving randomly since they managed to avoid any attempts. I wasnt sure there was anyone as skilled as this girl; this wasnt just including that violent little sister but even me in that form likely could not stand a chance. We could only watch (both me and my private army) as within a mere minute all those trained elites who were raised by the academy as both protection & policing Were defeated. All of them were left lying on the ground with me not having the confidence to say, in good faith, that all of them were alive. Some of them were bleeding from places I didnt know one could from being beaten. I should also reiterate that the girl didnt drop the two females through the entire massacre. Ah~ now that was refreshing~! Letting out a sigh as if she just drunk a glass of milk after stepping out of one of those hot springs that we went to in Japan. She didnt even seem to recognise the constant flashing of cameras recording the entire thing nor the crowds constant yelling. For some reason beating up an entire force with your feet is less terrifying than knocking out a single one with a gun? There was even the sound of sirens, however I was unaware if that was backup for the corrupt cops or a medical team coming to save as many of those fools as they could. Either way the one responsible didnt care enough to find out as she began walking towards the academy''s main building. Well Ill see you in a few days when you teach idiots like him~! This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. W-wait. It took a moment of realisation for the blonde to realise that he was being left behind; soon chasing after the nun with his practice sword resting at his waist. Damn I forgot to ask if he knew Jesse Clicking my tongue which caused some gazes of those nearby to turn towards me in confusion nevertheless I pay no attention to them. Instead, I decided to instead call it a day and head back to enjoy my treats in peace. This trip did give me some ideas for improvements to make to the silver knight project. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- At the end of the day Going out was totally worth it. I had enjoyed quite a lot in the way of sweets - from the east to the west - there were few famous treats that I did not have the (often) pleasure of trying. Having spent an egregious amount of time and money travelling as well as buying everything I could get my beautifully manicured fingers on. Of course, many businesses just gave me their candy, me merely being seen eating something was some of the best advertisement which one can rarely buy Unless you were a dessert manufacturer as it were. Not that I was so bigoted that I only ate things that were sugary in nature; I also could enjoy myself a nice sour last course. Although for me it was more than enough. After all, I do not need to eat at all from my own medical findings. Only really at social gatherings would I even consider eating anything else. This was all exactly why I took my treats very importantly so I made sure to give each piece from that so called famous bakery. And I have to say that their fame was indeed very well earned. There was not a single slice that didnt go down my windpipe with joy (even if there was the argument that it wouldnt be called a windpipe when I dont require air) hence there was nothing else to note about going outside. In between trying baked goods I worked on the finer details of my present Silver Knight while taking a look through various martial arts as a kind of case study. Notably I made sure to only use martial arts that had proven themselves as efficient for this project - rather than the silly made up examples - a task which was made harder since I could not just wave the claims of mysticism that many peddled Even if the majority ended up being worthless. It also wasnt just hand to hand combat that I have to focus on to perfect these soldiers - I already knew a lot about warfare so I knew there was no such thing as the perfect weapon. A fact which only increased the amount of research I found myself doing. Something about going out that day just fueled me with a realisation that I had only focused on the body instead of what it could be used for. Still a lot of work Sighing as I snacked on a nice lemon tart with a refreshing sweet vanilla milkshake between database deep diving journeys. The amount of information I was combing through just could not be comprehended by the pitiful processing power of a human mind. Even my superior intellect (an impressive 175 with all the bonus I currently received from my classes) could only study a few dozen martial arts within an hour. It also had to be said that reading them wasnt the same as practising them. Also should be noted that none of those martial arts were of particular note. Within the modern era a lot of important information had been lost or was securely hidden away by the few people who still cared about this form of strength. Most people saw little purpose in such things when a power suit could easily give a dweeb the ability to tear a black belt in half. What I was looking at was the medical reports of those who practised such martial arts, not the martial arts themselves, thus I was at least able to get an idea for the simple movements. Yet I still have no desire to try my luck against that freak of a little sister. Who was that mons- woman? Uncharacteristically my captain fumbled over his words, appearing to be attempting to avoid the word monster, for some strange reason. Still it was very obvious (to everyone in my room) who exactly our good captain was talking about. Other than me or Alexis; who else could be called a monster by this group of elite soldiers? My gaze couldnt help but wander over to the darkest corner of the room; taking a sip from my strawberry ornamented tea cup as I observed that very familiar butterfly that had been missing all day. I often saw them fluttering around me, it was a normal sight for me over these years, which I took for granted. Of course I had my theories about this bug nevertheless it behaved strangely today. Clearly they are a person who everyone with a sense of self preservation should avoid antagonising As well as my teaching assistant A realisation that made me move my other hand to rest on my forehead - letting out a longer sigh with thoughts of what was to come. The only thing granting me strength was the chance of stress relief that would come with the games beta release. Thinking of all the sinners I could gobble up Hopefully class doesnt take too long Finishing the rest of my cup as I turned back towards my paramilitary squad. Each of them looked quite uncomfortable since the most impressive thing about that monster wasnt beating up those wannabe gangsters while carrying two girls. It was the fact that she managed to push aside two of my guards; both wearing power armour that allows them to lift up a car with a single hand. Such a feat should be impossible for anyone who wasnt me but here we are. Therefore their caution was well warranted. For now just do a background check and well play it by ear. Chapter 037: The Monsters of Porshi Walking through the halls of the restaurant kitted out in full gear, a slug rifle slung across his shoulder and behind his back, despite him carrying what appeared to be a wallet containing documents. Something that was only used to carry the most important information which couldnt be risked in a data breach. The few curious staff who carried their phones in hopes to snap a picture of the famous trio gingerly scurried away in case they end up being other people in those infamous clips. It was actually stupefying how many people attempted to approach the prince or princesses of Porshi without expecting to be tackled to the ground. Of course, merely getting tackled was the best case scenario in a regular person''s mind. The standoff days ago had already shown that. Fortunately the captain paid zero attention to those riff raff as he confidently strutted forth to a set of double doors that two more deer skull-faced unit members opened. Of all the squads within the paramilitary there were actually 42 which were given the special designation of a deer. A strange concept to those who were not in the know how. Each squad had more than ten years under their sadistic mistress yet from that bore a loyalty since this allowed them to see she was not merely pushing the hard work onto them Nor did she need to rely on them for their physical might. Every one of them were also in the know of what was to come; this included both the changes to reality as well as the projects that their boss had taken a direct interest in. Indeed the artificial bio androids would replace them in some facets. They would still be needed in order to guide as well as instruct (it was not as if their leader ran the war room by herself) plus there were determined to be a few problems with relying on the knights. Matters he did not particularly care to think about at the moment. Because he was greeted to the sight of the three most terrifying children in the world as they appeared to act their age On the surface. *BANG* My ass isnt flat! Screamed the youngest of the trio which caused the eldest - as well as only male - to hold his forehead to massage out his growing headache. Meanwhile the older sister could hardly let the chance go to continue poking the blonde bear of a girl. Really~ you sure could have fooled me! Although they were legally sisters their skin tones could not be more opposite; revealing the true nature of their relationship as it concerned outsiders. A fact that didnt stop them from looking strangely similar. I have the documents you wanted. He calmly approached just as princess Alexis looked as if she was about to break the nearest something or someone. Something he decided to promptly prevent due to the glance he received from the regal prince. The girl in question promptly smiled. Very well. Sure enough, Armor-Cordis took the folder from his outstretched hand to pursue, at the same time he retrieved a cigar case from out of his boss''s pocket. With practised motions he caused it to pop open as he removed one to promptly place between her already awaiting lips. Cutting the end off with the inbuilt device of the case then finally closing it with a satisfying *click*. Next (from his index finger) came a purple flame that promptly lit the end. It was actually supposed to be used for on-the-field welding yet she was also the one who designed his suit so who was he to complain? She took a heavy drag from the cigar - apparently flavoured like banana with a smokey twist - he still wasnt completely sure it was safe for human consumption. There had already been a long line of morally questionable gases developed by his boss. The surprise of her actually smoking another would actually be completely within his expectations at the moment. Eventually she finished pursuing what was in front of her, timing it with her blowing out a huff of smoke that just so happened to end up in front of the security camera. Taking that chance to pass out the documents however she herself did not bother reading it. Instead she took a sip from the glass filled with dark yellowish-brown fluid; many would expect that to be alcohol but that would show a complete misread of the sweet addicted girl. It was actually her own lime infused pineapple & orange juice. Each of the children sitting at the table were a monster in their own right; his boss was just the most obvious when you knew all the details. One did not need to mention what she could become. Her actions in the snowy east could have become the talking points of many courts if not for her meticulous cleanups. Then there was the little sister who had the brutish strength to back up her brutish personality - there had even been attempts to take her blood in order to do testing. Attempts that usually resulted in a full blown argument between the two sisters. You gotta be serious, you''re picking up another girl, this one also can pick you up like the brat you are! Mocked Alexis without realising her height was not exactly impressive. This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. Goes around America, using medical knowledge to help people, endless series of assault charges that were judged innocent, strongly against the medical insurance industry, nobody can recall her hair nor eye colour Last there was the eldest - who was destined to take over the empire when their parents finally decided to step down - who looked at the details more studiously than their sister. He was already showing great potential in leading such a vast empire; seemingly not possessing the arrogance that his two siblings possessed and instead having a meticulous cold. A freezing outlook that he utilised to best divide his vast resources efficiently. I thought you didnt really like the American ones and preferred Brazilian? Alexis snorted as she soon began to drink her from her piping hot coffee with her eyes narrowed mockingly. Their older siblings seemed to take this a bit more seriously as Arthur fell back in his seat with a contemplative look overtaking his face as he looked down on the document. Unlike the other two he actually had a glass of scotch on the rocks which he took a long sip from. Those cold calculative like eyes of his made even veterans under AC shiver - although he would need to be that vicious in order to keep someone like his middle sibling in order. His gaze did soften a little when he turned to his smoking sister who returned a radiant smile. So nobody could recall the colour of her hair nor eyes despite becoming something akin to a local vigilante? So she keeps her features out of the public eye; shes probably just ugly or something! The youngest audibly snorted while throwing her drink about. The wording of Armors team is quite precise Fortunately it was Arthur who spoke up so that the two sisters wouldnt begin to attack one another like two rabid dogs. People interviewed have likely seen their bare appearance nevertheless they could not describe a single thing to do with colour. Sure enough, they figured it out, the captain could only nod his head due to his face being hidden behind the deer skull-painted helmet. Neither of the business oriented siblings cared about the lack of reaction. The brother soon supported his weight on his two elbows while his hands clasped in front of him. So what should we do about this suspicious assistant of yours? Armor-Cordis didnt immediately reply; lying back in her chair as she tapped the desk with one hand while smoking that cigar with her other hand. After a moment of thinking she spoke up again. I think it is best if we just dont do anything. No need to rock the boat with something we dont understand and it would be far more ideal to just focus on the coming Release. Even if the squad leaders and elite teams knew about Love Heart Online, they would not be joining until the game came out publicly in order to reduce the chances of someone catching on. It would be unlikely someone would figure out the real reason yet there is no way people wouldnt jump on a trend set by the wealthiest family. Hm I see. Well let''s move on that so we can focus on some other stuff - there was a new project in the tech industry so I want to ask you to pass over some funds. Of course your labs will be the first people who get to see the results. No problem with that; we have more than five times our operating fund so I may as well give it to you in order to avoid losing some through taxes. Flicking some ash into a tray. His eyes lingered on the ash. Maybe also learn to chew gum in public? Smoking makes you ugly and youre ugly enough as it is! Obviously a line from the ever brash Alexis even if it was as unsuccessful in riling up Armor-Cordis as always. The older sister merely lifted a brow with a smug smirk slowly forming upon her lips - resulting in Alexis attempt backfiring instantly. Youre just a big breasted dumbass! Mhm~. Nodding her head with that same smile. I will kill you! Mhm~. That same back and forth continued on for a while, between breaks of Armor-Cordis taking deep breaths of drawn out sips, clearly showing how deeply the little princess was in her sister''s palm. Even the cold older brother couldnt help but find himself completely helpless at these two. Both were vital pieces in the rise of Porshi - rising from joint second to first most powerful family if one does not account for the imperial family who they were under - however they brought the worst out in one another. For the paramilitary this was just a normal Sunday. You also received a request for dinner, on friday, from another professor Ill let you guess which.. Chapter 038: An Interesting First Class With The Trunch Today is the day when it happens and all my preparation comes to fruition; one may question whether I am talking about finally entering Love Heart Online or teaching a class on medical research. The answer is quite simple. Both. Both are happening on the same day. Therefore it was obvious that today would be quite a long day however the meaning of that was more true than I probably would have liked. See, I dont understand the details but according to Big B, the different worlds within Love Heart online all have different timescales that somehow slow down when you are outside the game. It was hard to explain and harder to understand (at least for a feeble human) so to simplify I could easily spend several days in the game with no issues. This changes per world with me not being sure on the exact time scale of the different planets; especially the case when there were later more options added. Due to the sheer amount I only bothered remembering the important bits of information as well as general details that would be useful no matter which I travelled to in the future Or past at that point. ???????????????????????????????????? << If Taken As A Part Of {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] Story Then Future Would Be More Accurate Due To Time Being Relative To The Perceiver >> << In Other Words The Nature Of Time Is Different For {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] Than A Layman>> ???????????????????????????????????? Huh That is quite the interesting point however Ive admittedly done little research on the wider conceptual theories or thought experiments around space-time. Certainly something that could potentially be useful yet I believe it would be too dumb to focus on concepts I have no actual use for yet. Well, time-space is very useful, its more because the cost is too expressive and ironically time consuming. Either way I sadly lacked a lot of information despite having gathered every bit of data that I could fit in my pretty little skull. A disappointing result brought about by still being a (not quite as) squishy human thus lacking much of my current mental capacity. There was truly no comparing my current self to the weakling that I was back then. Something I would make great use of later. For now I was walking through the corridors of Frux towards a classroom that should be filled with my genius students by now - as well as someone far more terrifying than any rich or poor kid. Soon reaching a door to the room I was assigned by the hag. Doing the obvious that promptly led me to walking in on a group of only six people, of which, I surprisingly recognised three of them. The obvious one was that psycho sub-teacher who simply tilted her head with a bright smile that made me shiver. Meanwhile the other two were far less expected; one of them being the boy who was previously following the pseudo-nun around. What was more interesting about them was that they very much appeared to be the siblings of my future wife (she just does not know it yet) so there is a lot to be considered. Since he evidently isnt Miss Jesse Harper - to be Porshi - I did forget to get his name so he may not be a sibling. Still he very much looked like Jesse if they were a male instead, even down to the beguiling blue eyes and glorious golden hair, so they had to have some relation. I could hardly be wrong when recognising the features of the crush Ive had for both of my lives at this point. Plus there was the strong potential that Jesse just hid her family away from the public eye. If my last lifes HERO guild were willing to kidnap her there was no chance they wouldnt stoop so low as to kidnap her markedly weaker family. Then there were also plenty of other guilds who did not even attempt to remain positive in the public eye that could do even worse things than HERO without care. The dark guilds especially. Despite that, there was nothing to give me pause, the last person I saw nevertheless made me pause as I was halfway to the professor podium of the small sized auditorium. Hardly surprising as just their appearance alone gave me a very interesting question to ponder HOW THE FUCK DID THAT FAT ASS PIECE OF SHIT WORM HIS WAY INTO MY CLASS. Seems like you recognize the tubby one sen~sei~. Someone - in spite of my hard earned talent to have a radiant smile emerge on my face instead of a death glare - my assistant teacher noticed my gaze. That behemoth of a woman leaning over to whisper in my ear from behind. Me not even realising she moved there until she spoke up! It was hard to refute her either as what I was looking at was I cant remember his name but its the Umpa Lumpa that became an elf in the previous timeline - looking exactly like the version of him that I managed to extract some light petty revenge on. Only real difference being that he was less elf-like however he was never that much like the media''s commonly imagined elf; he certainly was never lithe nor in tune with nature. Currently he was sitting on a desk with his hands in front of him, wrapped around an energy drink can, with sparkling eyes as he tried to not look like a pig. A difficult act with how his gaze was subtly tracing across my curvaceous body. We have met several times over the years however the same could be said for many people in the academy and Im afraid I simply cant remember all of them. Developing a sombre smile at the pretend realisation that I am way more important than these peasants. As com- The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement. Compared to you even the wealthiest family is a group of peons so it only makes sense; you really are too nice to even feel sorry~ That nun just gave an understanding smile as a few snickers appeared from four of my students - there was one person who did not find my assistant very funny. If he was annoyed by me not remembering his name in the first place He was now visibly livid. Sadly he was smart enough not to pick any fights which actually makes me g- Must make you greatly sad for me not to deal with that problem child~. Said words whispered in my ear. How does she keep doing that? Ignoring a possible existential crisis; I made it to the podium where I gifted the poor mortals with a bright smile while pulling out my holopad & waiting for it to sync up. Moments later a display containing the usual introduction crap was present. Of course I wouldnt get into the interesting stuff at first and I also had no interest in making this course seem interesting to those who werent fully dedicated. If they wanted that they could find some subpar teacher - I was going to at least to my best to raise these idiots up (not him) into something of actual worth for the days that were to come. It would increase my own worth in the future. To do that I needed to break them down so that I could build them into something that was actually worth a little something as currently they were worth less than the dirt I walked on. As such I decided to start by boring them by going through all the standard practices as well as some of my own common sense ones. Since my common sense was clearly superior to any humans. Either way there was nothing quite as boring as going over rules which lead to most the class glazing over with boredom. In fact it seemed like Jesses likely sibling & surprisingly the nun were the only ones who were paying any attention to the slides. A fact that would not annoy me if the fat ass reprobate didnt continuously take loud sips from his canned drink. So you should always put scalpels back in the place you found them so that you know which size is where as the slightest difference in blade thickness cou- *SIIIIIP* The sound of snickering followed as I was finally interrupted by those loudest one yet - a fact that was making me consider if I should throw away pretences and shoot the fuggly bastard in the head. Still I did not consider such violent recourse for long. Simply because I was made aware that there was no need. I had an assistant. *BANG* I was the only one who seemingly got to witness the magnificent scene of the six foot six point six (a detail learned from the recent report) practically flying across the room. Diving across the front desk to grab the hair of the Umpa Lumpa before doing a backflip. Using the momentum of gravity to slam his puggy face so hard that his desk deformed The same desk that is made from a steel alloy. Shut the fuck up or get the fuck out you pig-kin lookin bastard~! That thread coming from a voice laced with laughter that only made the nun seem more psychotic; especially as she lifted him up by his hair again to reveal his bloody and deformed face to the class. His nose was practically indented at this point with my higher knowledge allowing me to recognise that his facial muscles had essentially been shredded by his own fracturing skull. Everyone else in the room obviously was taken back, especially those who laughed, leading to an aura of silent fear that was only enhanced by the sputtering attempts of the young lord who attempted to speak. Unfortunately for him This led to some of his blood ending up on the nuns face You want to actually talk to your instructors like that then spit on me for educating you~? Tilting her head with a wolf-like smile that could cause a drake to quake where they stood. Not even getting the poor bastard, even Im starting to pity him at this point, no chance to gather his senses to respond. Using the one hand grabbing his hair to lightly chuck him into the air (an amazing feat considering the 20ish year old man is hardly short nor slim). Only for her two hands to come around to grab the back of his head to drag the poor fucker back towards herself. Slamming her own forehead forward to deliver another blow that was thankfully far less monstrous than previous displays. I wouldnt care if he died however it would likely result in more paperwork so its preferable if it could happen outside my purview. Fortunately my friendly understudy was done with her own form of education - unceremoniously dropping him to the floor. See, isnt that better, you are creating a far better environment for learning all about the study of medicine without all that noise. It was slightly problematic that he was seemingly undergoing a shock induced seizure yet if I ended class fast enough I wouldnt need to deal with it. Seeing my chance I pointed towards the only person unaffected (the male Jesse). Well on that note would you go with Miss Trunchbul take the gentlemen to the infirm- no best take him to the emergency care so that they can take care of him. By taking care of him I of course meant to let him die in their hands instead of mine so I wouldnt need to deal with any of that. Class will end early since none of you seem receptive to learning. With that I began heading out before anyone could stop me; at first I was afraid of having Trunchbull be my assistant teacher, however I think we will get along splendidly! If any of the students still come Ill actually bother learning their names and do an introduction! Chapter 039: The Game It was finally time. Now, located in my own private area, the temperature of the room is overall cold so as to reduce my energy consumption to the maximum. With a subdued aura of anxiety & excitement. My hand slowly glanced across the smooth pink surface of my custom VRDP (Virtual Reality Dive Pod) for which I lovingly crafted all for this moment. It was a completely beautiful piece of tech that used a lot of principles that would only be understood in a few hundred years if not for me; of course I also used some stuff I gathered from the future. There was truly nothing like it in existence whether discussing past or future - with this I would be able to maximise my time in the game. A major plus was the fact that I do not require oxygen, food or water which allows for me to throw away that pointless stuff and include some more purple LEDs instead. There were countless different facilities with one of the most obvious ones simply being the ability to reach a higher level than average compatibility with the game character. Obviously there would be a disconnect between a mind using a new body. Different levels of pods slowly began to be developed to counteract this as much as possible; my own masterpiece reaching at least 97% synchronisation. Although higher sync rates gave another Benefit. Included in the long list of features was the ability to fully link up with the web. Keeping up to date on matters of the outside world is actually far more difficult than one would initially assume - one has to remember that it is not simply a game. It literally throws the user''s consciousness into a new universe. Your standard EM wave method is not going to be very effective in crossing the gap; thankfully I was a genius like no other. More specifically I managed to somewhat apply my own system to create a second bridge between the me inside the game and the me outside the game. Changing the prior one way pathway into something which would allow information to pass back and forth. From there it was very simple to send commands to the pod which obviously already had a connection to my own servers. There was no way I would trust those shady internet service providers with direct access to my mind hence why I had already developed my own network of servers across the world. The amount of shell locations I possess cannot be understated. Combined that with a couple simple AIs to run scrutiny security into what Im pumping to my mind? Well now I simply have nothing to worry about when it comes to data collection or the safety of the data that Ive collected. ???????????????????????????????????? << You Are Welcome >> ???????????????????????????????????? Of course I also connected it to Furstins database and other resources. I even decided to increase my power by releasing these high-tech pods onto the market - if neutering them compared to my own masterpiece all in order to give me an advantage. Playing fair? That is for losers. Are you ready boss? My security captain finally brought me out of my congratulatory spiral. Currently I (as well as the squad in charge of following me) was located right in my bedroom as it was the easiest room to secure. In addition, me being here, allowed them to also make sure that no peeping toms managed to sneak into the bathroom. It would undoubtedly be annoying to have to silence anyone who managed to see my shining knight. Since I clearly could not defend myself while in the game - it only made sense to have the squad form a security net since I wasnt exactly as if I had no enemies that would salivate at the chance. *cough* Not so United States of America.*cough* Those yankees really did not appreciate me interfering in their precious weapons market Mumbling to myself as I turned towards my security guards. Not saying anything else but merely satisfying all their questions with a small but confident nod. From there I reached out to press a button hidden on the underside of a crevice from which LEDs did their job; pressing the button caused a light hologram of a simple finger outline to appear. Along with that an angelic voice, of which I modelled from my memory Jesse, called out to me. VRDP M.ARC Is Awaiting For The User To Authenticate Identity. Hearing that made me smile as I reached one of my thumbs to slowly pull off a very thin layer; the funny thing about being a spirit is We do not naturally possess finger prints. Pressing my now bare finger against the hologram caused it to have a rotating symbol of Void - like a singular circular inky brush stroke - before it finally gave a nice little *ding* to confirm my identity. I just put the fake fingerprint on my finger as the pod hissed. Slowly the various moving parts worked together to have the top slide open from the top and bottom. Soon a comfortable foam seat was revealed which I obviously let myself sink into as the processing unit behind my head began whirling. A sound that brought an intrinsic satisfaction. It only took moments for the device to once again close (this time with me inside) as my vision was filled with sky like visuals. That combined with the chime-based white noise to make a calming chamber. Do You Wish To Reveal Desktop? No need Boot up Love Heart Online. Boot Up Failed; Error Report States One Minute Till Scheduled Release. ... Then boot it up when it is finally available. Affirmative. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Now was the time for real. Within the clouds now existed the bubbly bright pink text that proudly exclaimed that I was now in the closed beta of Love Heart Online. Whoever thought such a cutesy innocent logo as well as a name for a gritty, realistic and almost lawless game was Well they were sadistic to put it briefly. Welcome To Love Heart Online - The Game of Change! Anything Is Possible In The Worlds of Love We Have Gathered Together For You To Explore; As Long As You Have The Luck, Talent And Gumption Required To Make It So. A cheery girlish voice - while previously containing a bit of roboticness - echoed throughout the cloud filled vacuum for which I found myself located, not that I was surprised, having already expected all of this I remained completely silent. Awaiting for the voice to continue with her explanation. Something she seemed more than a little excited to do as her voice once again echoed through the sky. A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. Every User Is Rewarded With A [Chaos J. Crate] Upon Signing Up To Love Heart Online However, As A Closed Beta Tester, You Will Be Gifted With A Second! Do You Wish To Open T-? NO, FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS UNHOLY, NO! I had heard about those cursed and sadistically predatory loot boxes as they were something that everyone both foamed at the mouth for but also feared above the gods themself. Each box allowed one the chance for a completely random reward. It could even grant one the ability to cut down the heavens with a mere thought; however more often than not it robbed the fool of what he valued most. When I say they were sadistic I meant it quite literally. While other surprise game mechanics could at most grant a shitty reward The worst reward I have seen recorded was a little known case where someone won -100% soul strength. Apparently his body just fell like a sack of potatoes on the ground after releasing such a breath screech of fear that those watching couldnt help thinking they imagined it. There is no way, unless I am literally forced at (something superior than) gun point, that I am ever risking my plans by opening one of those horrofic- Are You Sure? Yes I am very sure Letting out a sigh at the confit- ??????~????s??????????????????????????? ???????????????????n????????? ???????????W???? ????????O???? ???????u???O??? ????u?????????d?????O??? ????o???????? ??????????u??????????M???? ?????????o???N???? ????o????p????? ????n????o???????? ???????????????n???S???? ???n????o?????????? ????????????????????? I couldnt help clutching my head because, what the actual fuck, my head is absolutely killing me upon hearing whatever archaic nonsense that just came out. It was still the same sweet voice yet seemed to contain a level of slyness that could not be produced by the most advanced of AIs. Not to mention I couldnt understand what was being said Likely meaning it was complete gibberish. Nevertheless I felt some intent behind that balderdash. Let me pick my starting world already! I didnt care enough about it to actually change any of my plans just because of some weird glitch that occurred within this new system. Your Available Options Are: -Phallen; Plane World, Cultivation Focus, 90Z Population, Resources = Average, Rank 5 World Bring me to Axis preferably on the Prearran Continent I already knew what I wanted so there was no particular reason to wait around for the system to go around naming them all. Plus, if I wanted to know all the details, there is no doubt they will be uploaded in a few days. The professional gamers sadly mostly ended up on my world and ended up on my continent due to its advantages but I could get a nice head start then exploit those very people. In front of me appeared that familiar world that I dreamed of for so long. Now You Can Choose Your Race. Life was never fair so neither were the races. They had several different ranks, on top of different bonus, which allowed them to gain a different amount of attribute points per level: There was also a rumoured True rank however that had only been heard in whispers through in the game in rumours, The guilds theorised that the bosses of the job towers or the chief gods of the divine pantheons possessed such a rank. Their theory stemmed from the fact that the second Mother had the title of True God which no one reputed even after her death. Though since this was just something even the strongest npcs knew little about it was impossible judged impossible that mere players could actually achieve such heights. That was only if they could get access to powerful enough npcs to even hear of the rumours of a level above the sacred divine. I only learned through diving into the deepest depths of HERO. When one first comes into the game (like me right now) they will be assigned a race that they could also change before they chose a world. I was the outlier since I asked to choose a world first. There was a small problem with choosing a race though; nothing in the world came for free. While races were free to choose such as human or that of a house cat - those were only races that were ranked as Mortal (Red). Through luck there were those who happened to naturally have a higher ranking race assigned to them. Anything above the mortal rankings was so rare it may as well have been considered impossible as, even 10 years into the future, 70% of all players sat within the mortal rank. At the time the game first came out I found the statistics to be even more appalling with the highest race ranked recorded for the first two years being only within the Sky. To add insult to injury - you cannot just pick which race you want to be but have to manually enter a gacha pool to obtain the race you want. There was no mercy to the paying customer and seemingly less to the free to play casuals who didnt care. Thankfully there was another way to make up the difference between those with money and those without since one''s character rank didnt stay completely stagnant. Whether through completely changing one''s race or upgrading it into a higher tier one was actually able to improve their character rank. Often it required rare items that the various guilds hoarded to themselves including needing a Rosetta stone for race changes. That could only be obtained from one place out of all those different worlds The very place I desired to monopolise~! I may need to spend a lot of money but let''s see what race I have been giv- Race: Dark Matter Spirit ([Origin of Eldritch] + [Phenex Mantis] + [Primal End]) Rank: Divine Should have expected that Well at least it was easy~! Although that was some very interesting information; also seems like this system is more well learned than my useless BITCH. I do not know what to do with this information but at least I now know a little bit more about my origin and I can say with certainty I am more impressive than I gave myself credit for! What if I *ߥ~õɽ* *CRACK* `օ` Chapter 040: Into The Game Within the sky-like chamber was a being of monstrous appearance, proportions and (most frighteningly of all) strength that was at least equal to the other factors. A being that had grown to become something akin to a world-wide urban legend upon earth. Something that elicited fear from everyone to gangbangers on the street to billionaires in their modern ivory towers as well as political & military leaders. It was akin to a force of nature that promised death to those who facilitated injustice Of course most of the population believed it to not only be a boogie man but one that simply killed for the sport of it. Something that was not entirely false yet also not completely true. Wechuge was an entity that indeed enjoyed tearing the throat out of a human - at least as much as the next mythical creature - but it at least chose its primary prey carefully. More specifically; they purposely chose those that either got in its way or were sinners. Well usually the former was also a sinner. Especially since most of those that the elk monstrosity mostly focused on the rich thus powerful who obviously could not resist the call of crime. And they took pleasure in that. There was nothing as thrilling as watching a man fall apart as everything they treasured was slowly torn apart right in front of their eyes before finally ending them. The look of horror in their eyes when all their hopes turn to terror Nothing short of addicting. It was easy to instil fear when you were a 15 foot tall figure cloaked in a deer-like skull instead of anything resembling a human. Made worse by being cloaked in black flames (causing distortion effects to flitter across one''s vision) while three crimson flames sat behind its trio of hollow eye sockets. Flames that narrowed as it looked around the settings selection room for Love Heart Online. ҅`ح@ ح@ ֨ ?֨?. | This is not good. | Although the diagram of the world known as Axis in front of it was fine Nothing else was. Cracks had formed all around the sky with no signs of stopping - slowly spreading out to engulf more of the one bright sky into its oppressive emptiness that hid behind the colourful veil. A sight that made the monster unusually hungry for some reason. Still they realised that there was movement in there and that finding themselves in somewhere unknown would mess up their carefully laid plans. Glancing toward the character settings, where all this started, made the beast let out a sigh despite the lack of lungs (or much of anything). They tried to look around for a way out but attempts to call on the AI in control of sign up proved to be very much unsuccessful. Staying to see what would happen also would be quite nugatory. Leaving them in quite the difficult spot. צ ǧحر Ψ֨? ߨ?ر @رǧ `ɽر?ر ح ? رحر?ر ҅`_ צ رVرحرر `_@ رΨצر צ ˅_ر... | My fire could prove useful however I do believe that my experience has become my bane... | A fact that made the creature unwilling to act out irrationally as their flames could potentially destabilise what was causing the problem in the first place. Instead it chose to look around. Trying to find anything that could possibly help them out of the situation nevertheless they ended up coming out with nothing. That was until a familiar notification popped up once again. ?????~???????????????????o??????????N??????? ??????????????n??????o???????q?????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????? ????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????p???????,????????n?????????o???????????? ?????????????u?????????????????? ???????I???????? That monster did not exactly look pleased at being asked a question like that however this was also the only interaction it was able to have with the game. As such it had no chance but to shake its head before lifting one of its spindly alabaster limbs. Their sharp claw-like finger slowly stretched out to press on the flashing button which depicted a black crate covered in red arcane circles etched upon each surface. An oversized wizard with a stitched on face sat atop the box. Pressing the button caused a upscaled version of the crate to appear on the system screen; shaking around only to have the hat fall over to completely engulf the crate. Said crate vanishing under the head gear in a seemingly impossible manner. Moments later the hat blew off with a yellow glow. ҅`ر@ر ҅`ح?@ ΅_ _ΨҨ_ ?ح?ر @צر҅`ح? ?֨?? | These things can actually give something good? | A light that brought astonishment to the monster who, in return, stretched out its hand as if to grasp the reward for which it had received. Soon its skull-face seemed to quirk up in a menacing smile as those unnatural fangs (especially on its decomposed elk-akin face) clacked against one another. Soon turning back towards the globe of Axis for which it malevolently cupped in its two clawed hands; causing the screen to build up static. ǧֳߨҨ鼸_ر צ ?رح@ `_@ ǧ֨鼸? _ @֨حּ... ҅`ح@ @?ح ɽح Ψצر ح ?حر @رǧ ǧֳ ҅`ر Ψצح? ?_ځ@! | Fortunately my genius has found a solution... This skill will come in quite useful for the coming days! | With those horrifying words; the cloak of chilling fire expanded to consume the beast as it flew towards the globe like a meteor from the abyss. Taking little time to breach the atmosphere of the planet to quickly approach an area near the ocean. Not realising that a few void filled cracks had already begun encroaching upon the edges of that very planet Nothing that the system couldnt fix however those repairs would forever change the planet below. Something that would certainly get in her way. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The rattling of the train was almost melodic as its dulcet tones possessed the ability to let any weary soul settle down and quickly learn to enjoy the wonders of time flowing by. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.Of course, the music was not restricted to merely the clattering of the tracks of limbo, as that gramophone released the mellow polyphonic tune. A foreground of gentle string that covered the gentle soothing voice that could lul even the Asura to fall into its embrace. Although it did not take for one voice to outshine all the others - making a choice that allowed it to even overcome all the instruments - yet never seeming frantic nor argumentative, Obviously the listener to all of this was a certain bespeckled conductor cum psychoanalyst. Out of everyone''s eyes the respectfully dressed individual Did about what one would expect. Surrounded by the childish drawings all over their office; they simply enjoyed a moment of peace with a good book and an even better cup of tea. Taking full advantage of the freedom they now found themselves with; having no worries for their charge now that she had finally entered into the game. Only two people within the room as they delved into the world of words. Not even sprites floated around for once - letting the consultant fully embrace solitude for a single rare moment of time. It must have been a very good book as even that inviting smiles of theirs followed along with the emotional intention of the author. Their expressions flashing with all sorts of emotions. From enthralled, contemplative, to concerned, sad then finally surprised and thankfulness. Though (as they closed the book to take another deep sip from their teacup) they could not help forming another ruminative countenance as they considered the underlying meaning of the novel they read. Truly an interesting introspective into the role gluttony plays in our lives; it may indeed seem like a sinful behaviour to those like us who can proudly throw away the desire to feed ourselves. However, to those who are far from well off and alone in the world, it is not a desire. A need that can lead to them becoming something truly beautiful no matter how much they struggle with their fleeting physical form Letting out a deep sigh as they proceeded to take a deep long sip from their still faintly steaming tea with a look of appreciation across their face. Their other hand moved to softly caress the book as they leaned back to fully enjoy the brief moment of calm they had. That was until a certain voice broke their silence. I have never heard someone have such a deep introspective into The Very Hungry Caterpillar jehehe~. If one cannot understand the foundations how can they enjoy the classics? Fortunately an argument about the literary merit of The Hungry Very Caterpillar did not get the chance to take place as a familiar masked impish buddhist burst into the room. Quickly making sure there were no little spirits floating around (which they soon confirmed). Turning toward the two in the room to speak. We have a newly developed problem of monumental scale More specifically, both of you have a major issue that necessitates solving. Like now. What problem could be so bad with that brat finally unravelling her little plan on that world~? The intimidating figure spoke like a wolf enjoying the sight of their prey fumbling about in front of them. Even the glasses wearing conductor shook their heads. They have been preparing all this time- The genre of the world changed. What?! At this point the spirit let out a sigh, placing their cup down with a *clack*, while the other person grasped their face while rolling around in annoyance at the sudden changing situation. Ultimately it was the respectably dressed entity who finally decided to ask the obvious question. Well need to visit at least the System in charge of managing this Thankfully they are upon this train thanks to it being the best way to make connections to various realms & dimensions. But what genre did she enter? Well -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The shadowy fireball came down (onto the unsuspecting world) swiftly approaching a slight outcrop into the vast oceans on the planet. Although the monster did make note that the amount of water suddenly appeared to be far lesser than they recalled. Almost Making them believe it to be a completely different planet due to the landmasses being nearly unrecognisable as a result. That water level of the entire world had gone down thus allowing for previously hidden aspects to be revealed. Though, as far as they could tell, the world was neither hotter or colder than previously expected. Either way they could hardly ponder as the time required to do such was not currently available On account of hurtling towards the ground. Not to mention that there still seemed to be a lot more ocean than on earth yet also more land than the world it initially came from - a veritable adventure paradise. Getting closer to the earth of Axis allowed for the Wechuge to realise they were actually speeding towards a very busy looking city. They did not know every city available on the planet, let alone the many worlds that the game allowed one to future at current and in the future, but they at least recognised this as being a major port city located across the drink to the nation to the one they hoped to settle into. Not the best start to the game but certainly not as bad as it could have been by far. At least not yet. It soon became apparent that they were not about to arrive near the city - they were going to crash right into the city. There was a brief moment when they considered landing outside the city. That was quite short lived, however. Soon crashing into the city with a cataclysmic *BABOOM* that shook the city as their black flames blew throughout the city. Any piece of magic engraving, even those upon the impressive stone brick exterior walls attempting to defend the city from the various outside threats, found themselves becoming so unstable that they were ruined while those stronger straight up exploded. The abyssal comet itself landed within a back alley between two towering concrete buildings. Glancing around - from within the burning shadows it was located - led the beast to see that the alleyway had a lot of trash & broken glass across the ground. There were some bins of varying strength yet they smelled suspiciously. At the moment, however, the monster could not find itself focusing on all that. Welcome To The World of Axis; A Fighting & Hack n Slash/Beat em Up Crossbreed Finally that AI voice called out But it was not what the beast wished to hear. ߥ~õɽ! Chapter 041: A Whole New World Although the alleyway was shockingly well preserved (considering a flaming meteor just landed right inside of it) it was not destined to be in one piece for very long. The pained screeching of an otherworldly entity carried with it enough weight to cause the walls on either side to shake. Debris falling down and taking drainage pipes along with them. It was impossible for those nearby to not realise something fearsome had awoken as well as the fact that it was not very happy. Thankfully for those looking down on it from the few windows available; the monster remained lurking within the shadows. Black fire flickering on the edges of reality - causing everything that was within the alleyway to become singed as those abyssal flames struck out in anger. Soon afterwards a literal geyser of infernal ink erupted to fly into the sky above as if trying to puncture through the heavens. Fortunately the Wechuge was nothing if calculative. Even if used for terrifying reasons. As such blaze soon became tranquillized as the hidden beast took in its surroundings with far more calm than its previous state allowed. Finding that it obviously was not just the type of game that was different - even the city was one that a long term player could never recognise. Naturally it also could not recognise this as the port city which they had only put a pitiful amount of time into researching At least in comparison. Like how when one is excited for the future events in the story they end up skimping on the present more than they likely should. Regardless they soon came up with a theory for why they could not place the city but decided to push that aside for now. Surely the truth would come to them given time. It was more productive to focus on other matters since they at least knew they were finally successful in joining the game. They also were on the very same planet they planned around, apparently. However, if their theory was right, it could be questionable exactly how much of that arduously gathered information was actually still accurate. A thought that made the monster want to lash out once more. They resisted the urge, however, to instead focus on something which could hopefully prove to be far calmer Checking their status. Only to be interrupted as the clattering of metal caused their attention to be drawn towards the entrance into their little hidden slice of the city. Within moments a plethora of people with armoured chest limbs rushed in only to promptly pause - eyes widened with a lack of a helm - as the simmering shadows caused them to reconsider the choices that brought them here. Sadly those behind did not get the message and the limited space within the alley made it difficult to fit barely two people side to side. Few actually completely fell but it certainly made any immediate actions far more difficult. Every one of them had a heraldry on some simple banner over their gambison (kept in place by a belt with a convenient hole for their head) as metal worked to protect their limbs in a way to prioritise movement. Each having various weapons & body types that differentiated them vastly. Leading the rabble was one who had bronze lining their gear - forcing their way to the front of the rabble to get a better look. This fire is strange It seems to cause interference more than burn. The figure wore a bucket-helm that combined with their normal body shape to keep their identity perfectly under wraps. Of course everyone there was already well aware of the strange effects that those flames carried; static appearing in their vision & hearing no matter where they looked. Though it only got stronger as they got closer or even just looked at it. An unnatural fact that slowly caused fear to rise within the militia. Wechuge was considering what exactly they should do about the group - at least finding it somewhat interesting how they can arrive in a fantasy world with innumerable whimsical races Yet the first group they come to meet is one of rather boring meat-based mortals. Some of them were big and ugly enough to pass for another race (also smelling quite odd) but it was plausible that it was due to some long-gone ancestor who they didnt even know about. What really caught the monsters attention was that every single member of that little posse was positively drowning their souls in sweet sweet sins. It was far less than many of the rich assholes due to the sheer amount of lives that can be ruined by a seemingly minor choice when powerful on Earth. Still it was at least enough to convince Wechuge that they wouldnt be missed. As such their first plan was an ambush. Sadly the monster had no real way to compare strength at the moment; although they did have some strange sixth sense that told them that a leader-looking individual was a tough cookie to crack. Both facts that made the beast unwilling to advance out of the shadows. Utilising their new abilities to their fullest. Thankfully they wont need to deal with that higher-ranking sentry. About when the new arrivals were calming down as their leader began throwing out orders - and that hidden predator still considering their options - the world began to change. It wasnt totally obvious to the everyday person but, for those with more sensitivity, they began to develop a greenish-lilac tint that only got deeper as time went on. Nevertheless, the full weight of the situation did not become obvious until Wechuge received their very first system message. The system message was just the final note on a long list of coming issues; first of which being an unusually eerie ocean wind that carried a strangely heavy scent of iron. With that wind also came an odd mist that was difficult to realise at first. Strangely making the world appear in more vibrant nature green as well as magenta from those within. The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Of course the monster noticed as did the head guard. If requiring the androgynous fighter to hang about for a few seconds, clearly confused based on their paused body language, yet the growing vibrancy made it impossible for them to not realise. Eventually even a regular person could. Sounds of chains rattling together (along with a rhythmic humming of a chorus of voices) pushed them over the edge as they shouted out orders to keep an eye on the fire before running out into the street. It was then that everyone got notified of the disaster that was upon them. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg EX+-Class Event Has Been Activated In South-Port City [The Crimson Princess Has Arrived In Port; Sinners Prepare To Bare Your Chains] Theme Song: Hoist The Colours (A/N: That Is An Actual Link) dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg That was all the beast needed to know in order to understand the sudden urgency. By now the mist had become a full blown smog that made it impossible for those humans to even see a few feet in front of themselves. Fortunately Wechuge was far beyond a normal human, the third flaming eye hole was not just for looks, so could easily see everything that was happening. And a lot happened. It all started with some of the investigators'' heads falling to the side, body going limp even as they stood there, as if they had dozed off but kept up by chains. Chains that began to physically form (from the vibrant green energy) around those who remained mostly unaffected. The position of the chains remained seemingly random however one could tell - despite the clarity of the green glass that formed the smooth glowing jade chains - those chains were not weak. Those well trained humans obviously tried to break out from the chains yet that proved to be quite the demanding task. No matter what they tried they couldnt even scratch them. Whether with weapons, magic or even some skills that the hidden beast recognised as being decent at least. Then again there was an even larger problem brewing for those unaware men & women. Seeing their fellows beginning to wake up from their momentary daze. At first those mortals obviously were quite pleased that some of their fellows - who could provide help due to being unchained - were awaking. Asking the obvious questions with most expressing a sense of relief which was visible upon their face nevertheless a few felt some suspicion Especially since their supposed allies did not immediately open their eyes nor seemed to be in a rush in spite of the situation. We bear witness to our sins! When their eyes finally opened; they did not hesitate to draw their weapons to actually attack their very own people. Those eyes filled with the same magenta that accompanied the jade in its arrival. It took very little time to realise what was happening however few were able to actually react due to the suddenness of the unexpected situation. Not to mention, it was hardly fair in the first place, those chains limited their movement & slowly syphoned their energies. The constant zealous chants of their controlled friends did little to stop their efficiency in cutting them down like cattle brought in for the slaughter. Those that retained their sanity attempted to resist their foes but it ended up being a completely hopeless situation. A sight that brought many questions to the forefront of the monster below. Usually when one has their mind taken over - at least from the vast research they did on the topic - they become weaker in some way or another. Some examples of this being limited technique usage, difficulty in movement, lower cognition, limited reaction times and so on. Sometimes there would also be a saving grace in the form of linked consciousness; allowing for amazing teamwork. Meanwhile what Wechuge was viewing was what could best be referred to as none of the weaknesses with all the benefits. Their ability to work around one another was even greater than possible within even the notorious hive parasites. Utilising their techniques in fashions that would be impossible unless one had zero fear or hesitation; barely missing each other with their attacks which in turn left zero openings for someone not willing to sacrifice their own flesh & blood. For most it was the worst situation possible however _ ?حΨ رVرحرر ǧحر? צر_~? | A juicy experience filled meal~? | Slowly, rising from the shadows, was the familiarly frightening pair of alabaster antlers that towered over the world like the proud crown of a forgotten king. Attached was what appeared to be an elks skull if not for there being an extra eye hole on the forehead in addition to the teeth being far more akin to what you would expect on a wolf. Wreathed within a cloak of black flame that enshrouded their entire form entirely as they stepped out from the shadows. A few of the guards were able to notice the scene however they were, more often than not, cut down before they even had the chance to react. Giving the monster all the chances it needed. Dashing toward those unsuspecting people with its skeletal face appearing to almost be smirking in revelry for the wicked deeds it was about to commit. Chapter 042: Terrible First Time Finally free from the world of shadows; the monstrous Wechuge experienced a level of exhaustion that they had never before. It was somewhat amazing that such a creature could even feel tired. However, at the same time, there should be no surprise that there was some price to be paid for what it achieved. Having literally jumped to a new universe through a real-time depiction of a single world. In addition they passed through the atmosphere of the planet - a great distance after literally crossing over limbo without so much as a pitstop. Usually it was the game system that covered the costs but that eldritch elk decided to take all that taxation onto themselves. Whether they desired it or not. In response that eerie body of theirs seemed to almost become fluid, melting under the unforgiving pressure of their actions, but they remained standing. If anything it seemed its fierce maw was smiling maliciously as its three hollow eye sockets erupted with new found kindling. Slowly those crimson flares followed the various humanoid races dancing around in front of itself like a gluttony watching the meat sizzle on the grill. An inhumanely long black tongue fell from its maw to lap around its jaw; two claw-like arms slowly entered then exited its flaming mantle. Within its grip was a rather simple matte black Kusarigama which possessed zero embellishment. A weapon that was designed for pure efficiency. ɽ ɽ`ح΅` ?ߨ֨ ? ح ح? _ ǧح?` ɽح҅` ǧح߁@ҡ | Now which group do I pick a fight with first | The digits that wrapped around the chain released it as it clawed at the ground in order to launch itself toward the fighting militia. Instantly they were atop the nearest person. Deciding there was no need to plan ahead when it came to dealing with some measly mortals who were waving around their sticks & stones. That clawed hand came toward the back of the head of an unsuspecting guard - a fact which truly made it impossible to know whose side they were on - as a malevolent aura shrouded their hand. With a smooth action they dragged the astral projection of the humanoid out of their head. An action that caused their health bar to drop by a significant amount as the monster greedily bit into the spirit. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Battle Encounter System (BeatEmUp) Activated Preparing Battlefield 12x South-Port City Security: lvl 30~40 D - C vs 15x South-Port City Security (Enlightened): lvl 30~35 D+ - C+ vs ɽر΅`?ر Reaper of Sins: lvl 1 Ex ɽر΅`?ر Theme Song: Code Red Prepare For The Hunt dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Although things only got confusing from there (at least for Wechuge) as the world itself got real weird all of a sudden. Some extravagant energetic music began playing as their surroundings subtly changed - at least it was subtle at first. Those winding alleys only got longer and more confusing. The width also increased as if to freely hold all of them, allowing for a far greater range of motion, while the most concerning thing of all Was the fact that the self-proclaimed demi-god could only watch. It was as if someone had pressed pause on time itself; letting space freely conform to the demands of whatever entity was behind this. Things only got stranger as suddenly - from out the brick walls and concrete floor - metal branches with TVs began to erupt out. Those TVs soon flicker to life as an ungodly amount of static managed to even overcome the backing track in the monster''s ears. A few seconds later Faces that that creature began to recognise appeared within the distorted screens with their own faces distorted in pain. It did take them a few seconds of time to recognise it, most of the changes had already been complete even if that surprisingly only took mere moments as well, causing them to tilt their head. Their confusion was visible to those who recognised the horror just a few feet from them Well it was hard to actually understand the expressions of a literal animal skull. On closer inspection those voices were only appearing on those closest to the mighty monster; a fact that made sense. Since those were the faces of those it snacked on. In addition it felt a strange connection to those screens which allowed it to experience the resurfacing of a memory which helped explain this. Within the Fighting Game genre there was an obvious issue How do you handle it? The answer was simply to create a parallel space to store those who were fighting - allowing for those involved to truly let loose without worrying about the world around them. That world, however, would be influenced more according to the strength of a party. For the security teams this meant simply making their standard city more suitable for fighting while for a boss it can lead to a massive shift. A shift exactly like this. Often it came with amazing bonuses that undoubtedly mesh well with the moveset of the boss creature yet unfortunately the Wechuge had little knowledge of their own limits. They could not fully understand what those screens happened - nor why sirens began to sound as crimson lights erupt out the walls as if warning of a coming disaster. Yet, as the theme song replaced the stand music, they could not help unleash their building up adrenaline in the only way a monster like them could. *ߥ~õɽ* Soon a countdown formed but it only took a single glance to recognise that the 12 regular guards were nowhere near ready as that number went down from 5. Thankfully the beast took the initiative to have a taste of one of their souls; letting them recover some of their much needed energy. Although the fear that those mortals were released ?رحح֨@ The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.| Delicious | That ever tasty spice increased in intensity as those weaklings couldnt help themselves - it was difficult to understand what Wechuge said but it was not hard to understand that hungry look. Not to mention the system message did not do any favours. What it did not like was the lack of reaction from those blasted enlightened; they still had a kind smile on their face despite being within its might presence. Confusing considering the one it apparently took a bite out of was one of them if the name that popped up over their head was anything to go by. Annoyingly their attack didnt seem to do as much damage as they liked. In the real world this kind of thing would result in instant death but the enlightened securities soul was far more resistant to being dragged out their whole body. Alternatively it filled them with far more energy than even a whole normal soul would have. The obvious answer being this was due to a perk of levelling. Sadly there was no time to commit more thought to this as the countdown reached zero. With that the pandemonium continued once again however it surprisingly wasnt Wechuge who moved first. There should always be a delay in how fast a meatbag can react yet that didnt stop the enlightened from continuing their assault. Although that did not help their companion who was in the monster''s grasp - damage to the soul was not something one could ignore. Being stunned due to the snacking, they were unable to react as the massive maw opened up wide to quite literally bite their head off. A sickening crunch echoed through the alley. Flesh & blood seeped through their fangs as the rest of the body slumped down. Yet, even after that, there was no sign of those mind controlled security rushing toward them. That beast hardly cared about the details of that, however. If they were truly being mind controlled then why would they react to another random puppet''s death? It did not dwell on the important; charging toward another enemy with their weapon raised up high with full confidence in cutting the poor bastard in half. Somehow that was not the case. The human was more focused on the monster in the first place (having been the one fighting its prior meal) so was more than ready to move his shield to stop the weapon. Normally Wechuge couldnt care less about such a pitiful attempt at defending like that Except this time it turned out not to be so pathetic. The shield held firm against their attack as a well trained thrust caused a short sword to pierce through the inky-flame mantle which made up the monster''s body. For a moment that thing from nightmares completely froze resulting in the security member retreating away with relief. Although it has soul attacks like banshee they dont seem too strong physically and arent too tough since they were affected by physical attacks! That was wrong. Howbeit, it was true that they were affected by the physical attack. It was not due to an overwhelming level of pain or fear causing them to be stunned like the security thought - instead it was completely due to the shock born from arrogance. When has the mighty being ever been harmed when in their purest and strongest form? Never. Thus, even when the feeling was akin to a pat on the back more than an actual attack, that creature found itself completely frozen. In hindsight it should have been obvious that their meagre skill would catch up to them and was actually fortunate such was brought to their attention now. So, to an extent, Wechuge was a little thankful to these humanoid mortals. Although More than that Was the overwhelming rage they felt! If their weapon was useless against that shield then they would just need to pry that shield from their hands then beat them with it! Sadly things didnt turn out that easily as the human used a well placed [Shield Bash] to stun the monster while another took advantage of this to thrust a spear into its shadow adorned torso. A fact that gave those meat bags enough confidence to cheer Certainly doing nothing to assuage Wechuges unyielding anger. They hadnt practised their close quarter combat because there was no reasonable way to push themselves when everyone was so weak. Usually someone would get to fight against some low level mobs and build up their experience before fighting against well trained npcs so it was never a problem that the monster considered. Unfortunately that oversight was right in their face making them even angrier. The anger doing little to help make them use that genius mind of theirs - although their own massively superior intellect could also ironically be blamed for the arrogance which caused this. Those pesky flies were only hurting its pride but that was enough. Fortunately that same intelligence helped them realise that doing the same thing over and over would just result in the same result. Except meat bags were limited by their stamina while, obviously, a superior spiritual entity was not. Wechuge being one of those very entities. Additionally they could hardly focus on the monster when their attacks were clearly accomplishing little while having their corrupted colleagues cutting them down more skillfully. Plus it was not as if the monster''s attacks were completely void of effect. Their attacks did not piece the securities armour but did manage to deliver a mighty impact and knick places where the armour was lightest. Though that did nothing to repair Wechuges pride. I thought you said physical attacks worked?! How would I know; Ive never seen an undead like this! Their panicked voices echoed out as, by now, there were only a total of five security personnel while the enlightened had only lost two. Both losses due to getting in the way of the monstrous elk rather than due to the staunch resistance they were putting up. By now they had realised that the one bar hovering over the undead hadnt even lost a single notch despite all the attacks they had been sneaking in. They had even managed to hit its head but it merely turned into a blackened mist just as they were about to celebrate. Leading to the startling comprehension that they were just annoying the thing all this time; a terrifying though based on how quickly it could take them out once it finds a chink in their armour. Things werent looking good Chapter 043: Lesson From The Past The heat within Wechuge slowly died to annoyance as the few remaining members of the militia turtled up in fear of getting torn apart from both sides of the conflict. By now it became obvious, it was only due to panic that the monster managed to get away with what it had been doing. They had magic based/infused attacks and only didnt use them due to a mixture of attrition & misjudgement. The former due to having to contend with their enlightened allies which led to a need to conserve as much energy as they possibly could. In other words they couldnt throw out skills willy-nilly. Without doing that they also couldnt figure out that the haunting spirit was actually far more vulnerable to energy. A factor which was only helped by their first encounter in which the shield bearer made a rather foolish assumption without even bothering to check Wechuges status. If they did then it would be obvious that the physical wound was merely a minor inconvenience. However, all of that could be summarised as merely lucky happenstance that allowed for the monster to gain an advantage that it otherwise wouldnt have. Or (to simplify even more) that prideful spirit managed to get incredibly lucky. Something that most definitely upset the entity. They were meant to be far above these mere mortals yet here they were getting taught a lesson about arrogance from them. Even if they didnt let their anger get the better of them; there was no way to get around this problem at the moment. After all they only just got into this world so hardly could be blamed for not gaining any skills from a system they didnt have till today. As such they could only continue keeping the meat bags on guard, peppering their solid defences with the occasional heavy blow, so that they wouldnt get time to form any plans. At least these constant attacks allowed the monster to slowly adapt - while before they had no choice but to let attacks hit them - now they were able to occasionally shift their body then counter with another strike. Sadly their teamwork was too well oiled resulting in mere flesh wounds with not much lethality. Their patience was not as firm, though. It was then that a familiar memory surfaced; specifically a monologue from their supposed therapist who had helped them to fully recognise the monster they were. You see, similar to others, it seems you only look at what you''re able to do from surface level despite being able to do a lot more. Assumptions are always surface level so you should take a longer look as well as a subjective look at what skills you possess. Perhaps what you already have can be made into a solution for problems you dont understand or havent found yet? A strange thought to have in the middle of a fight (even their inexperienced self knew that getting suddenly distracted was not exactly a promising feature in a fighter) but those words did give the elk pause. Just as another spear was heading toward where a heart should have been - the beast decided to completely disengage from the little barrier of shields they were huddling in. Taking a second to remember everything they had earned in that other world which soon resulted in them looking down at their scythe. By now the carbon fibre edge glimmered with a few droplets of crimson - soon the three crimson pyres within its skull flared up. An eerie sight that formed a glare on its alabaster skull. Making it almost appear as if that malformed skull was grinning toward those frightened protectors of the city. *RATATATATA* The weight of the situation only increased as its boney jaw began to cackle at the unfortunate mortals who had gotten on its bad side by struggling so much. Without a second of hesitation that creature leapt toward the poor souls with all the ferocity of a starved beast who had been tormented with the sight of succulent morsels just out of its reach. Once more it brandished its weapon as if hoping to bisect the shield bearer once and for all. Although that soldier once again rose their shield and like all the other times before it- [Expert Incision] That shield didnt even stand a chance as the blade easily cut a line straight through it. The monster didnt even give them time to comprehend that as they followed it up by throwing the weight at the end to nail the poor man right in the head. Proceeding to reach through the gap made to grab the spear wielder who was preparing for the same counter they always went for. Plucking the human up by his neck before retreating - literally dragging him as he kicked and screamed in a pitiful attempt to cause the clawed hand to release him from its malevolent grasp. A truly futile attempt as it was soon out of reach from his comrades. Now truly feeling the blood stained breath from that maw. ح `ر ڨ֨ `_?ر ߅_ر? Ҩ ڨ֨ ??; ?@ ?ɽ حצ ֨ ح@رح?. | I hope you have prayed to your god; just know Im not listening. | [Synthesis: Grab + Expert Incision + Grasp Soul Special Move: Soul Punisher] Lightly chucking the human into the air only to thrust their clawed hand forward, a navy glow following behind their movement, to piece right through their chest. Only it shed no blood. Instead it was an astral projection that flew out the body on the end of those spear-like fingers. That body fell limp to the ground with no perceivable injury. The same could not be said for their spirit which clawed at the limb and began to lift them up as if presenting a trophy to the world. One they didnt hold in very high regard as their mouth opened to unleash a barrage of black flames only to finish it off by throwing the soul down into the ground. Mercilessly impacting their own body; appearing almost as if they had been shocked awake in some kind of cartoon due to how high their body sprung from the ground to bounce away a few times. Though the sounds of the impact were far from cartoonish. That single special special move managed to bottom out the rest of the level thirties health; letting Wechuge finish them off with one last swing of their blade. Blood streaked across the floor although little really changed since the virtual alley had long been painted red. Just another corpse on the pile. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Such a big flashy move did leave the monstrosity drained of a lot of energy (a dangerous prospect considering they were an energy-based lifeform) but there was no need for it to worry. There were plenty of ways to recharge In fact there were plenty of batteries right in front of itself. Panic had set in now that Wechuge had easily managed to break through their previously safe formation and those tainted warriors were not about to let go of an opportunity. Soon after taking their prey; those blessed with unity came through the gap that was made. Causing the remaining mortals to scatter like the bugs they were. Screaming and all. Wechuge decided to slurp up their first snack quickly so that they could dive into the bloody fun once again - the panic of those that remained allowed for the monster to easily cut their way through. In no time at all the survivors were Not surviving. But things only got stranger. Obviously the elks cruel designs turned towards those enlightened, nothing strange about that, but those mind controlled people didnt so much put up a fight. It also wasnt as if the elk had taken them by surprise due to suddenly turning on them. Even after striking down their first victim they didnt act; in fact they didnt even bother to defend themselves no matter what method the monster tried on them. They didnt even react as that beast whether it slowly cut out their nervous system with a rusty scalpel or used their bare claws to put out the bones. Not even eating them alive did anything. Ironically that made the entity quickly give up on torturing them due to boredom They still all died but it was certainly more based on efficiency than pointless cruelty. When they finally won the system promptly appeared in front of them. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg You Won The Brawl Congratulations! Enjoy Your Rewards: -Level Up (1-21)! -South Port City Banner x23 More dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg The beast didnt exactly sit down and scroll through the list of their rewards, however, as they watched the world shatter around them. Soon leaving them back in that regular alleyway. Around them were the scattered mutilated bodies of the city guards but the elk was already sick of seeing that uniform. Wasting no time they retreated their weapon back into that flaming cape of theirs - getting on all four in order to spend as little time as possible. Looking up they found it weird that the buildings mostly had only two or three floors. The true meaning of that didnt come obvious to them until they finally burst out of the alleys to arrive on the main street; that itself on somewhat of a slope down towards the ocean. It was as if the cryptid had been transported back to the 21st century if way less cramped; even then it could hardly compare to the mega-cities in the present day. ҅`ح@ ح@ ɽߨּ? | This is wrong | Their gaze containing pure confusion, Soon their gaze turned toward the ocean where there was a beautiful wooden ship; with a slick finish that made it appear to be shimmering like the crimson setting sun on a peaceful lake. An uncountless total of crimson paper sails awaited to be finally drawn to bring its crew to as of yet unseen horizons. A strange square with squares inside of it was on those sails It feels like a symbol Ive seen from my research in my past life. Across both sides of the ship were cannons that glimmered a magenta aura that weighed down heavily on those who found themselves within the crossfire. The monster really hoped it didnt decide to fire before they managed to get away. Not at all helped by the fact that - on a single side - it possessed a frightening total of 42 cannons on each level of the hull. Including the deck that meant the ship had a total of 336 cannons on the sides for a terrifying total of 672. Although a caveat for that was that some of the cannons clearly had different purposes and that included some that were intended to act far more like large range artillery of short range. It also didnt include cannons that werent on the sides of the hull Upon the back was a set of 22 cannons that seemed primed to make any would-be followers reconsider any clever thoughts of acting up Meanwhile, front and centre, was a final cannon of truly frightening size that seemed like overkill no matter the target. They certainly knew they wouldnt survive it. Said cannon was perched beautifully within the maw of what appeared to be an elegant mixture mix between an axolotl & easter style dragon. The wood given a special lilac colouration on the main head as two white branches came out from the dragoness that was depicted. A set of exterior gills even came from the beasts cheeks; adorned in gold plating that seamlessly melded into the holes that held the prior mentioned 672 other cannons. No way this wasnt the crimson princess To top it off a familiar butterfly appeared with a frantic flight pattern; as if warning the elk to get as far away from the place as it could. This was the final straw that made Wechuge decide to flee from the city but when they turned around they found their attention completely enraptured by a pair of violet eyes. Those eyes narrowed with a savage curiosity that made the monster want to run all the more. Sadly they didnt get a chance to so much as flinch as a first appeared in front of their face - aimed right at their forehead-based eye socket. Instinctively they backed away while turning their head to the left, offering their right eye instead, as a sudden burst of flaming pain engulfed their consciousness. Chapter 044: A Scale-less Lizard \_PoV Armor-Cordis_/ Pain. All I can feel keeping me conscious is a constant unfettered burning pain. Specifically coming from my right eye or, rather, where my right eye used to be. It was too much to hold in so I could only scream out as the pain showed no intentions of ever letting up no matter how much time passed. Never - even within both of my two lives - had I experienced anything close to the level of agony I was being forced to bear at the moment. I had previously thought that I had undergone the worst of the worst when it came to suffering; my first life was literally spent constantly suffering. From waterboarding, having flesh cut from muscle, nails pulled out, electricity run through my limbs, sexual abuse and of course hot iron branding which youd think would be similar to this. It was not. Not even nearly on the level of this. There was no series of words in the many human languages (that I could speak fluently) that I could use to explain just how much I was being tormented by this. The only language I could use would be the spiritual language I learned from that quest; even then I am sure those who listened would instantly become insane due to bearing a minute level amount I could pass onto them. At this point I am only able to hold on due to sheer stubbornness and spite - I refuse to give up before even knowing the name of the bitch responsible for this. I wasnt afraid of that violet eyed cunt, far from it, instead I just felt raw unyielding rage that nearly matched the level of pain I felt. A fact that was only helped by the constant noises of this new system. No idea whether to be happy that it was keeping me sane or irritated at how mother-damned annoying this shit is. Should I regret not checking earlier or consider it another reason to scream out loud? Trying to see where I was only caused a sudden force to push me down on the ground although, to be perfectly fair, I didnt even know I was lying down till just then. Now it also brought the question of who/what was keeping me pinned down. An answer I soon found myself literally face to face with. Behind square frames were two beautifully haunting magenta eyes met my own - staring into them was like falling into the endless depths of the ocean. It was hard not to get lost in them, the pressure gradually pulling you in deeper, with your body not even trying to escape their pull. Slits of jade-green gave those deep eyes emotion that was previously unable to be found Filled with childish glee as well as some Annoyance? Ara~ Ara~ stop being such a little cry baby ehehehe~! Her voice being nearly melodic with a strange combination of kind motherliness and playful childishness. I wanted to know what exactly the girl looked like but I was not exactly in the right condition to make out anything that wasnt glowing obviously. My vision is completely blurry to the point where only her eyes had any clarity. Although it did make me wonder why a sassy child was sitting atop me. Somehow she gave me the creeps; not the same as this doll looks too human but instead I am in front of a genocidal dictator which was certainly a strange feeling from someone smaller than I am. Although I did feel a familiar feeling of a massive chest Resting on my chest. No way a girl that size could- Hey~ your boobs are nearly as big as mine~ thats impressive~! That soft body started to grind against mine as she leaned toward the right side of my face which I strangely couldnt see from. My face began to feel wet as that burning finally began to fade. Plus It was hard not to feel a warmth beginning to form between my thighs and tips of my chest. Leaning back she looked back as if taking in her work - seconds later her little hand reached out towards where my right eye was supposed to be. Moving her face closer to mine as a warm pair of plump lips enveloped my own in their soft embrace for a mere moment. Youre so lucky I am here; just lie back and let Well I cant use that title now but Ill make sure you feel way better teehee~! That strangely seductive yet spine chilling voice was the last thing I heard before a dark caress took hold of my consciousness. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- When I come around I hear the sounds of nature all around; the rustling of foliage along with the various critters running through them. Although my head still felt heavy; similar to the feeling when Im in my own version of the birthday suit. No longer do I feel that torment from the right side of my face so I am more than happy to open my eyes to see the no doubt refreshing scene. Maybe Ill even see that strange girl who seemingly was responsible for my improved health - although she also seemed like a perverted big breasted brat so we may have some Things of interest to talk about. Opening my eyes, though, I am immediately met with something quite confusing to me. My vision is Lacking on the right side. Finally awake~? That now familiar voice entered my ears as I looked around to try to find the source while silently taking note that we were currently a few miles away from the port city. In specific; we were overlooking the city from a hill - surrounded by the greenery of nature while several plumes of smoke still rose from the city to show that the chaos was at the very least recent. Meaning I likely did not lose too much time. Turning around I- HOLY MOTHER OF TITS; THEYRE MONSTROUSLY LARGE YET SHE IS SO SMALL! Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon. Ara~ you seem to like these ehehehe~. In front of me now stood a girl at what I approximate (using my [Range Finder] skill) as 42 but it was hard to actually mistake her for a child. Especially as her forearms crossed under the biggest pair of breasts Ive ever seen - making her squeeze them between her upper arms due to their size - causing them to spill out her grasp and essentially hide her arms. Those dragons were held within a Japanese top, I think, that she had open enough to fully expose her cleavage yet manage to hide the colour just on the tip. Strangely she wore a more western style black corset with crimson laces - standing out a lot from her lilac shirt. She even had a billowing white asian coat that was clearly way too big for her as it trailed along the ground as she walked up to me. A soft *pap* from below made my eyes unconsciously turn downward to see that her hips were just as heinously colossal. Her ass was impossible. Plain and simple. She was wearing a pair of short flared skirt that matched her corset, three decently large gourds sat upon her left hip, which allowed me to peek under to see those plump thighs of hers. It appeared she was a supporter of garter belts and absolute territory as some lilac thigh highs magnificently stuck out from the darker colour of her skirt. Finishing off with a pair of Sandals on her feet? They werent flat bottom but wooden with two blocks on the bottom - probably giving her a much needed extra inch. Although she was still able to look down on me considering I was lying down. You look rather hungry Do you want to eat up~. Those massive tits being pressed right up to my face making it impossible to ignore her strange yet alluring scent that blended the sea with rum. Well- ???????????????????????????????????? << {user}.[Armor-Cordis] Is A Pervert>> ???????????????????????????????????? Just when I was becoming blessed enough to forget your existence. ???????????????????????????????????? << You Are Welcome >> ???????????????????????????????????? Now I just need to check out my new, clearly superior, system. ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[Bi-ocular Integrated Training Chassis Hex (BITCH)] Is At Least Smart Enough To Recommend You Check Your Right Eye Before Getting Your Freak On >> ???????????????????????????????????? What are yo- Why cant I see out of my right eye? Moving my hand up revealed that there seemed to be an eyepatch over my eye which caused a sigh of relief to unconsciously slip through my lips. Although that relief was quickly robbed when I realised that no light came to my eye even after lifting that eyepatch up. A dainty hand moving to bring the eyepatch down once again Not that it actually changed much; other than to prevent an eerie hollowness from being pointed out by the cold ocean winds. What Happened to my eye? What eye ehehehe~? That girl jumping backwards with all the grace of a ballerina - letting me once again take in her whole appearance. Though this time I found myself more focused on her face. Her face being even cuter and more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. Having chubby cheeks that had weird golden lines that were met perpendicular by shorter lines; kind of like those long out of date aerials? Those plump pink pillows curled up into a smile that blended kindness with the kind of sadism that only a child could exhibit. Lilac hair freely flowed down her back in a massive braid that had a large tricorn hat sitting atop, a blue feather sat proudly upon it, that probably would have covered her face If not for the horns Or branches? Sticking other foreheads were a beautifully divine pair of branches that proudly rose to challenge the heavens (or some bullshit) that had a faint golden tint to them. I also finally noticed that it wasnt only a fat ass back there. A long white, faintly lilac, salamander tail with no scales came out from just above her butt. Something in my blood told me to not trust her blanket kindness or beautiful appearance. But also not fuck with her. Kids these days are so serious~! But I still want to kill her. At least until I looked above her head to find the system info on her. [{True God With Lost Name} Lvl ] ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[BITCH] Recommends Praying To Whatever False Idols We Believe In >> ???????????????????????????????????? Chapter 045: Torturous Tutorial I decided the safest reaction to have was to completely freeze up and not move so much as an inch in case the little monsters vision was based on movement. She did seem like a dragon which is a lizard just like dinosaurs were Wait, wasnt it found out they were more like those chickens that those in the 21th century used to compare every meat to, are they not more like birds? Look at how cute you are ehehehe~. That childish voice echoed throughout the little hill top as she leaned forward to poke my nose like I was some kind of pet. That obviously annoyed me greatly, nevertheless, my brilliant IQ made it clear that acting out would be against my goal of self-preservation. Yet (looking at that cute plump tail that was wiggling around under her massive coat) I could not help ponder the deeper questions around her. Are you a lizard or a bird ... ... I said that out loud Didnt I? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[I said that out loud Didnt I?] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << Affirmative.>> ???????????????????????????????????? Well that is not ideal; looking toward the girl revealed her to tilt her head curiously as if interested that I asked the question rather than the contents of the question itself. Soon those lips of hers curled up even more than previous. Those beautifully hypnotic eyes slowly narrowing to foretell chaotic antics she was no doubt about to get into. Ara~ most people just call me a lizard and be done with it so I think you may be the first person who actually cares hehe~ That at least allowed me to somewhat calm down - Ive lived long enough with my stunning skin tone to know how annoying assumptions can be. I am the strongest water dragon but I am not a lizard like most are; instead you can consider me an amphibian thanks to my glorious external gills~! Her cute little hands rubbing her cheeks that had those branching golden patterns. Now that I think about it They were very reminiscent of a certain private ship''s artistic bodywork-cum-support. Ehehe~ you are just like a startled deer in the headlights of a car~! That bell-like laughter caused me to completely lose my train of thought - all in favour of instead looking up toward the girl. Although I could certainly do without her constant teasing. Although, is there a difference between an elk & deer? Now that Was something I couldnt answer. I assumed it was a difference in size or something silly like that but, no, that was hardly interesting nor something I cared about. In all honesty I didnt exactly know what I wanted to do at present; nothing had gone the way I had expected and now I had even lost one of my eyes which certainly was not according to plan. I didnt even know I could lose my eyes! How did that even happen? Why did it happen? What should I do about it? So many questions yet I had no answers with the only person able to feasibly answer was someone who I wasnt certain that most of her growth didnt go to her breasts instead of brain. There was also no way I was going to actually mess around and find out - especially when she has such a terrifying title. Hm Now what to do It seemed that the dragoness was also lost as she began to wander around me while tapping her chin with a contemplative look across her cute little face. I decided it was about time that I get off my amazingly soft butt, although I quickly found myself stumbling back down due to being taken by a bout of vertigo, surprisingly finding myself caught by a levitating stream of water. Once again the girl came in front of me (literally skipping as it were) with those amazing mountains certainly leading her to be very Attention grabbing. Looking at her hips revealed that one of those gourds had the cork popped out, letting it hang off the neck by a bit of cord, with the stream of water directly coming from the mouth. Careful there~ losing that eye of yours no doubt has left you a bit groggy so a bit of *gasp*! Her sudden gasp caught me off guard but nowhere near as much as her flying towards me; wrapping her short limbs with those breasts proving themselves to most definitely be real. Feeling them engulf my form was nothing short of divine. The scent of the girl mixed perfectly with that softness to send me to heaven. If I was going to die this would most definitely be the way I want to go. Unfortunately the world was so pathetic and needed me to continue to exist. The hold the (apparently literal) goddess had on me sadly loosened - letting her fall away from smothering me in those wonderful pillows of hopes & dreams. Instead standing in front of me with her little knuckles resting across those wide hips of hers. The tutorial npcs of the city have all become indisposed thanks to that pirate attack! Turning my head down to the city revealed that there was very little doubt that the girls words werent true; pillars of smoke rising from the city while following the road out the city showed that there was actually an army. That does beg some questions as to whose army it was and why they were here. Looking towards the ocean revealed a thick fog so it was impossible to tell but I had a feeling that the nightmarish ship couldnt be too far away. Those humans down there are from the same noble in charge of the city and plan to retake the city but there is no way theyd succeed ehehehe~! A confident smile was painted across her face which begged me to ask the obvious question. Why are you so sure? That gave her pause as she suspiciously turned to look at the side while whistling Or at least she attempted to whistle. W-well you know, the owner of that ship is really strong, and gave a load of people who were previously lost or regretful new purpose in serving them. They seem like a real swell girl if you were to ask me! You seem to know a lot about that girl... My brow unconsciously raised as my eye unconsciously drifted to the rather obvious japanese-caribbean pirate infusion. Especially clear with the already large tricorn hat atop her head. She seemed to get a bit jumpy as her hand came to rest atop her hat while her eyes still refused to meet mine with those tendrils of water still helping me keep my balance. W-well I just so happen to have been around the block quite a few times so you hear a thing or two about a pantheon or two. Its She paused for a second as her eyes darted around as if trying to find something - fortunately she soon lit up with realisation as she continued. That purple eye girl likely did it; shes a demon as well as a bully! Pushing her chest out with all the force of a great typhoon. Im sure even a god needs to fear the force she can generate with those things Anyway, the information she provided certainly was enlightening. I could feel my lost eye ache as my brow furrowed; making me gaze back towards the sea as if to try my luck in piercing through the veil to find my hidden target. So I can teach you and be your quest giving guide~! That sounds like a nightmare I didnt say that one out loud, did I? ???????????????????????????????????? This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it << Answer to {query}.[I didnt say that one out loud, did I?] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << Negative.>> ???????????????????????????????????? So I did say it outloud?! ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[So I did say it outloud?!] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << Negative; You Did Not Say It Out Loud.>> ???????????????????????????????????? Would it kill you to not be sassy? ???????????????????????????????????? << Answer to {query}.[Would it kill you to not be sassy?] From {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> << Affirmative..>> ???????????????????????????????????? I dont know what to do with you Now you may feel intimidated bu~t there is no one better to teach you since I am strong as well as beautiful and sexy! Her head pointed as high as she could manage. No doubt helped by the fact her branch-like horns kept her hat firmly in place - snagging onto the front of that flamboyant tricorn. I also couldnt really say much about the sexy part however she was definitely more cute than the beauty she claimed. I also wasnt about to tell her that. You may think that you dont need my help on account of having that arrogant wolf in you But that is foolish because you got beat up by a bunch of weakling mortals who were already getting bullied by those amazingly blessed mortals! If your mama was here shed be racking you over the coals ehehehe~! Her words made me freeze up as an image of my mama that I had only met in my first life slowly came to the forefront of my mind. She was right Worst thing about it was how much she knew she was right. That cute little face with those large eyes filled with overbearing smugness which was impossible to get away from - worse still was the fact she wasnt done tearing me a new one. Also what the hell have you been doing; wasting all your cultivation? Eh? Ive been savi- Saving is what the wealthy do; not something your broke ass should be doing ehehehe~! I can only hope that she eventually gets bored of bullying me as this was far from pleasant. You have strength and the ability to gain more of it But you flaunt what you havent got then get mad when things obviously dont go your way after you put no effort into utilising your strength to the fullest! Why Why wont she stop I mean learning is good and all but dont you think the 30th doctorate was a little too much? Most of the information you gained was just overlapping at that point, honestly, there is so much more you could have been doing than playing around as a genius. Business? Okay - that makes sense - but why are you wasting so much energy on things you can just get other people to do? Also have you never heard of diminishing returns; you already long passed that with your firearms training. Clicking her tongue while shaking her head. She did cross her arms under those funbags yet it was very hard to focus on them on account of the overwhelming guilt I was feeling due to her scolding. How does someone so small as well as energetic manage to generate such a threateningly motherly aura? Now I think its best if we review your system status so that I can fully help you in making use of it. Adjusting the glasses on her face as if trying to appear studious. Which system? ... ... ???????????????????????????????????? << Congratulations On New Achievement: [Accidental Self-Snitch] >> ???????????????????????????????????? Ara~ you really a spoilt little girl! She said as if I wasnt feeling bad enough; although its hard not to imagine me being spoiled with how amazingly adorable I naturally am. Thankfully she left it there, shaking her head with an exaggerated shrug, as a smirk of a troublemaker formed as she looked toward me. Do you know what the most important thing in this world is? Friendship? Power~! Saying so as she lifted one of her hands up to clench into a fist - at the same moment the water around me began to coil around me like a snake. Feeling it weave through my thighs & chest while branching off in ways a snake couldnt conceive as existing. That is no different when it comes to starting a fight in this world. Whenever a fight starts those involved are dragged into a temporary space to not only protect the outside but help the incompetent {Mother System}, third to inherit the title of {Mother}, manage the overwhelming energy of the universe in the only way she knows how to solve her petty little problems Split it up until its no longer an issue she needs to focus on ehehehe~. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Battle Encounter System (Fighting) Activated Preparing Battlefield Armor-Cordis Porshi Stratos Indigo: lvl 21 Ex vs True God With Lost Name: Lvl 404 True God With Lost Name Theme Song: Cepheid - Goddess (feat. Nonon) Prepare For 404 dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Her words rang out as that very similar distorted feeling occurred; nevertheless I had absolutely zero confidence in winning the fight with the girl in front of me. While before there was a slight alteration with the zone still obviously being located within a grand labyrinth of back alleys Things got a lot more crazy this time. It was impossible to even consider it the same location as I found myself standing atop a wooden gangway above the calm waters below. Out from the waters occasionally jutted not rocks but instead trees of a grand variety - painting a beautiful picture of the disordered form of nature in its most chaotic. Some even enticed around one another. In fact, looking at my feet more closely, I noticed that the very platform we were standing on was held up by small intertwined trees. Did that not mean that those plants were holding up their parents'' corpses? A matter to think about at another time. I had to admit Her theme song was a banger although there was something about it that didnt seem quite as cute and cuddly as one may expect. Lets begin your tutorial ehehehe~! Scheisse. Chapter 046: Learning All About Magic Part 1 Still, with my head feeling rather heavy, I could hopefully get some leniency from this lunatic legal oppai loli due to her feeling some compassion. Although my head still feels heavy I guess now it is better than never! Admit to her that I didnt want to train? You fucking wish I was that stupid! That theme song is clearly final boss music and Im not about to even consider for a moment what she would do to me upon finding out my hesitation. I had no clue what powers she had - other than manipulating the water coming from those gourds on her waist - but Im sure they were enough to pack a fearful little fowl like me up. There was no telling what scary secrets that shortstack held Against expectations she actually tilted her head cutely; tapping her chin as she looked at me like I was more an idiot in her mind (than usual). You dont know~? That sing-song voice echoing out with so much amusement I could instantly tell something was obviously the cause for this weight on my neck. Turning my eyes- eyes upwards I indeed spotted something - or rather a pair of something. Antlers? For some reason two large alabaster antlers were balancing my cowgirl hat betwixt them making losing that hat one less thing to worry about. Nevertheless this begged the question of why in the Mother-damned world do I have antlers with the only person with any possible answers looking at me like a cat who had found their prey. Any thoughts of asking her about it quickly vacated my mind as she moved her hand above the middle gourd. The three gourds actually looked quite different from one another. Be careful how you use that name ehehehe~. Right I should be careful when even thinking about certain gods since who knows if that would be enough to get their attention. Previously, when she seemed to be healing me, she summoned a stream of jade-coloured water from the jade front most gourd. Said gourd was a spectacular (if a little gaudy) white base with golden embossing that brought the bottle from being a vessel into a piece of artwork to be shown off. It was finished off with a big set of Sasian characters upon the side. This new water was faintly lilac in colour while coming from a far more simplistic container; simply having a nice green with lilac ȱ displayed upon the side. The final gourd was the most menacing. Its body was black while having crimson engravings that displayed what could only be called epic battles between dragons & mortals but was difficult to make out due to the length of the last thing of note essentially leaving little room for that. As should be obvious at this point; this gourd also had some asian characters and those were ϥåԩ``. If the first was a gaudy piece of art then this last was a priceless work of art. Despite previously being called a scholar I am not too experienced when it comes to teaching so I am not sure where to start Saying that as she had her hands dance around with the lilac waters carefully following behind her movements like they were ribbons. Helping her seem all that more cute. My hand found itself cautiously resting on the handle of my side-iron but I couldnt help having my mind wander to those three bottles. Something about them seemed familiar; not as if Id seen them but more as if I had heard a legend that involved something a little similar. So I decided to test my luck. What do those letters on the gourds mean and why do you have three in the first place? Thankfully she didnt react violently. Oh~! Finding herself smiling brightly as she tapped her first gourd with water swirling around her. This one says forgiveness as it contains the morning dew of the origin tree, mother of the world trees, located at the bottom of the ocean. It has healing properties so it is decent I guess ehehehe~. Its a good thing I wasnt drinking anything Because I would have spit it out. But that name- This second one is mercy and contains water from the graves of the indi- some friends that I havent met in quite some time. They have this little genetic disorder that means a lot of them die during birth so they have a very big space with a lot of mud It has some useful properties~. The smile upon her face was seemingly just as sweet as usual but I certainly had the urge to run away. That final gourd must be- However hearing those two names finally brought something to my attention; specifically it reminded me of the fairy tail of the Infinite Mother. She was apparently the second mother as well as the most controversial god that I ever learned about. Her power made her no doubt the strongest Mother, the leading goddess in the mortal realm to summarise what the Mother role is, which allowed her to create an unsurpassed era of peace across all the realms. Few powerful figures dared to raise their heads during her time - those that did use their powers to suppress the mortals were not long for the world. Unfortunately she also had certain Unpopular opinion on free will. Essentially puppeteering her own disasters to ensure mortals kept in line. Basically using such events as a way to unite them even if it meant sometimes uniting against other mortal groups. At the same time I cant exactly blame her - it is true that most humans (at least) are too stupid to be left to their own devices. Plus, no matter how you may feel about her manipulative tactics, they certainly worked. Though it neednt be explained that her fate couldnt be good if there was a new Mother in charge; at least records of her clearly existed. In those records there existed several certain symbols that could be said to represent her. One of those were three blades called Forgiveness, Mercy and -True Mercy or Wrath! Honestly what I had read constantly switched between the two but at least the overall design of the sword was consistent with the third gourd. For that matter, so were the other two gourds in line with the swords described. There were even little gems encrusted into the gold of the first. Thats why I was confident that- Pff~ no; this is where I keep my rum ehehe~! She pointed at me while giggling out loud - I could feel that my cheeks were heating up. My genius could not prepare for the unexpected variable; this cute little dragoness being a no good alcoholic! Well I think were done with the preamble so Ill begin with explaining about this little pocket space we found ourselves in~! Throwing her arms out wide as if to show off the waves to me. As you likely already know; these little spaces actually adapt to the people inside although heavily influenced by several factors like potential & strength. This means more than simply just physical strength or magical strength but if you want to know more ask someone else. All you need to know is that you have what''s needed to beat out most people~! She happily exclaimed. So Why does that matter; all mine has done so far is make the place a little creepy? Honestly it actually worried me a bit as the last thing I needed was for my identity to be revealed due to some schmucks being able to record the effects and drawing parallels. Makes secret identities hard. To my surprise she actually waved me off like I was being stupid again. You really are a silly little girl if you think thats all that happens~! Saying that she turned so her back faced out into the ocean then began to raise both her arms and, as if answering her, the water quickly raised up. I didnt even get time to draw my gun before the wave came crashing down and my precious health bar did the same. Thankfully I was resistant to physical damage so I was fine in that front but (as I had previously learned) knock back still very much existed. Finding myself being hurled off the wooden platform by the powerful current only to get spat out by the ocean like I was some foul food. My soggy body mercilessly being dumped in front of the girl who just laughed at me as I lay down in all my waterlogged glory. If a significant change happens then it will always benefit the person; specifically focusing on the abilities that allowed them to change the space in their image in the first place. As for your secrets I have a theory about that! How do a bunch of TVs help me Kid - Im teaching you - Im not babysitting you~! I wanted to complain so much but her hand reached out to me and suddenly made me feel weightless as I lifted in response to her lifting her hand. No doubt using the water still on me to accomplish this. Showing just how dangerous this little thing truly is More reasons to not refuse her training even if shes scary. Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. You let slip that you had two systems That should be impossible due to how these kinds of systems work however it gave me a little idea due to my inkling on who your parents are; specifically they all love their little loopholes~! Throwing her hands out excitedly which actually helped me this time as the water on my body also shot off of me. Whip it out~! W-what?! Have I met the fabled perverted Asian girl? Your systems; open your status screen from this game and the other one~! Moving her hands out in grabby hands which made me shiver. Either way I was interested in my new status ???????????????????????????????????? << Cheating Whore >> ???????????????????????????????????? Its not my fault youre half baked! Open status. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Name: Armor-Cordis Porshi Stratos Indigo Race: Race: Dark Matter Spirit ([Origin of Eldritch] + [Phenex Mantis] + [Primal End]) Racial Rank: Divine Level: 21 Experience: 78% Status: Stable (Missing Eye [+]) Unique Physique: Dark Matter Body Physique Rank: Ex Divine Pantheon: Pending Choice Element Affinity: -Dark Matter {Ex} -Evil {Ex} -Fire {S} -Heavenly Demonic {Ex} -Karma {Ex} -Void {C} Class: Baby Gunslinger {Baby} | Level 100 (Rank Up Available) Job 1: Adapt Linguist {Expert} | Level 36 (04%) Job 2: Researcher Resident {Adept} | Level 79 (78%) Job 3: Pending Choice Equipment [+] Inventory: 026/500 Spirit: 98% Guide - Spiritual Is Unique Attribute Which Represents a Faes Variant Of Vitality & Intelligence So Spirit Replaces Health & Mana Spiritual: Ex Strength: S Defence: A Dexterity: SSS Agility: SS Talents: -Ameliorating Gun (SSS) [+] -Devour Soul {S} [+] -Third Eye That Views The Void {Ex} [+] Passive Skills: -Expert Mental Block Resistance {B} | Level 3 (31%) [+] -Expert Range Finder {B} | Level 5 (00%) [+] -Expert Draft {B} | Level 30 (00%) [+] -Master Steady Hands {A} | Level 23 (21%) [+] Active Skills: -Expert Incision {B} | Level 84 (45%) [+] -Adept Copy {C} | Level 70 (00%) [+] -Expert Grammar Check {B} | Level 5 (00%) [+] -Grasp Soul {S} | Level 6 (02%) [+] -Adept Health Check {C} | Level 27 (00%) [+] -Master Suture {A} | Level 54 (00%) [+] -Intermediate Translate {D} | Level 27 (00%) [+] -Adept Shadow Extant {C} | Level 5 (99%) [+] -Evil Heavenly Demon Flames of Reborn Undying Disorder {Ex} | Level 15 (1%) [+] Theme Song Rotation: [+] dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Have I ever told you how ugly & useless you are? You used all these numbers and symbols when a simple percentage is enough! Also this tells me so much more than you and raises so many questions like who were my parents and how in mothers world are there three of them or something. Truthfully this new system tells me so much yet also, at the same time, absolutely nothing. But a lot of it is certainly not painting me in a pleasant light Bring up my status but Remove the Ugly parts that just overlap.. ???????????????????????????????????? << Displaying Pretty Information On Snooty {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/Porshi Age: 17 Level: 35 << Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >> Vit: 2 Str: 7 Def: 4 Dex: 15 +100+79 Agi: 12 Int: 12 +92+79 Remaining Attribute Points: 505 (+75 AP) ???????????????????????????????????? Its actually readable now! So how many attribute points have you got~? Scheisse Im in danger. Lan~guage~. Chapter 047: Learning All About Magic Part 2 It should be obvious that this crazy little teacher will rake me over hot coals for this small little error of refusing to spend my attribute points. Honestly I dont understand what is wrong with it. Not that I had very long to consider it since a solution is far more important than considering what I may or may not have done/consider before. Well, what are you waiting for, show me the goods~! That cute voice became a lot less cute when her body seemingly shattered like glass right in front of my eye Only to have that voice come out from right behind me. All the while feeling a sudden increase in weight as if something was hanging off my neck. Yeah there was no doubting that she was currently on my back, looking over my shoulder, thankfully the system window starts off as being private so- Sh~o~w~ m~e~! Her whiny voice left no room for consideration as she clearly understood more about the system than me so pretending I couldn''t make them public or share would be ill advised. Taking a deep breath. I obviously have no choice but to just slam those two buttons to reveal my status to her. So I do just that while closing my eyes at the same time; bracing myself for the ass kicking that was bound to follow from this mad midget seeing my status. Am I-? *BANG* Thoughts unable to complete as I felt the force of a shockingly powerful little fist impacting my scalp - hitting me right atop my hat so hard I thought my antlers may pop off. I really dont want that to happen since they massively increase my already impossibly high beauty. They may just be my best feature. Surprisingly she stopped there, prompting me to take the risk to look at her, seeing her shockingly just looking at my new system rather than the old one. Specifically she seemed to be focused on my attributes based on her line of sight. Something I learned how to read since it was an easy way to see where someone was going to shoot their gun. Not something I needed to know (since guns do hardly any damage to me) but a nice trick that I hoped would come in handy when people began swinging magic swords at me. Never imagined it would come in handy like this. Either way I decide to glance, to see if I can figure out exactly what caught her attention. Dark Matter {Ex} Evil {Ex} Fire {S} Heavenly Demonic {Ex} Karma {Ex} Void {C} At least I understand what having a fire affinity means and also can understand why I have an affinity for dark matter but the rest were just words to me. What does it even mean to have karma. Sounds pretty dumb if Im going to be honest - am I meant to just tell people off for being a bit naughty or something? Seems like I definitely got a useless element. To think youd have karma Probably the strongest and rarest affinity there is; especially since it pretty much needs you to have that bastards HD affinity to control it. Honestly, I didn''t expect you to be as special as you are. So the girl said; making me very glad she couldnt read my mind or I may have been beaten for being a dumbass again. What made it so strong that someone like her cares, though? At least its strong enough to get her attention of my apparent failings! Rather, I at least hope, my ability to jinx myself was unreal at this point. Perhaps I should consider getting an ability to curse others since clearly there was something behind thi- So is this what they mean by karma is a bitch? She eventually got bored or something as I felt the weight vanish from my back with that familiar sound of glass fracturing echoing in my ears. Sure enough she appeared in front of me with a smug grin. I figured it all out now ehehehe~! Crossing her arms under that massive check of hers. I expected like 50 spare points at most but you pretty much spent none of them which was crazy no matter how you look at it. Having some on hand in case of emergencies doesnt account for a whole 430 spare points; that is more points that you currently have. You also arent like that crazy descendent of mine who loves difficult hunts to the point of purposefully crippling her growth at times~! Nodding her head with confidence at her ascertained conjecture. She was right that I dont exactly like a challenge, though, as well as the fact that Im not crazy. If anything Id say Im the most normal out of my siblings; certainly more sane than that crazy bitch of a sister of mine. Although Im certainly curious about what she figured out, so, I looked toward her little body as it simply appeared in front of me. As if it had always been there. But its actually quite easy to understand why youd make such a stupid move Youre a greedy, gluttonous and prideful heavenly demonic spirit. You didnt believe anyone could match your strength due to your pride. There was nothing like bingeing so you wanted to wait to sate your gluttonous But you were too greedy to actually go through with spending them all so you spent a few which left you unsatisfied thus we got here with you unwilling to spend~! Her finger pointed towards me as if she was some kind of child detective. I-I mean that makes sense? I couldnt exactly refute her as - from a third person perspective - her hypothesis does actually make quite some sense. Only problem is Im not a demon, though, none of my bloodlines are demonic. She just lifted a brow at me. You do know a Phenex is a phoenix who became a demon; not to mention the Mantis family is the strongest and most famous Phenex family there is. Flicking her finger forward with a jet of water following behind to hit me right in the forehead as well as fall flat on my impressively large ass. It was good to know where I came from But that bloody hurt a lot! I couldnt help rub the welt on my head while pondering why that was even able to hurt me. This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. The mantis family just so happen to have strong connections with pride, greed, lust, wrath and obviously pride which they show in their ability to carry out contracts. Theyre technically a family but most just see them as what they really are - a mercenary group led by the quickest shooter in the realms. It should be obvious that your skills are nowhere near as random as you assumed~! This time I really had nothing to say about her reasoning It made perfect sense. Unconsciously I found my iron in my grasp; looking down at my revolver allowed me to feel the strange connection that had caused me to be so drawn to firearms all this time. In hindsight it was a little weird that I was as good as I was without practice. Wasnt as if I could figure out how to program after just reading a book on it - it took hours of practice to get as good as I am - but I was naturally so good with a gun that I only needed to know the weapons parameters to make shots beyond most professionals. Now Time to teach you some interesting stuff~! Soon she excitedly exploded out with all the fiery passion of a deep sea volcano - jumping in the air with her hands raised up high. Although she soon took a contemplative look with puffed up cheeks while rubbing her head. If I give you any abilities relating to most of your attributes itll only be usable for your secret identity and I dont know karma stuff anyway The little goddess mulled over her choices while pacing back on the dock; if I didnt know she could control water easier than I could control my own body I may have worried about her slipping in the ocean. Soon those eyes of hers shined as she raised her finger into the air. A mischievous grin on her face. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Quest Alert! The True God With Lost Name Has Decided To Take You In As Her Disciple But She Cant Send You Away Without Making Sure You Dont Shame Her! Accept Her Training And Learn The Basics Of Footwork So That You May Prove Yourself To Be Worth Teaching. Requirement: Mortally Deficient Reward: New Quest, Skill & [Enchanting For Idiots] Skill Name: Golden Gun Category: Semi-Active Rank: To Be Determined (Has Potential To Reach S) Attributes: Holy & Fire Weapon Requirement: Revolving Chamber-Based Firearm Effect: Adds Attribute And Increased Damage (Depends on Rank & Level) For Cost Of Mana Alternative Description: Harness The Power Of The Divine In Order To Unleash A Powerful Blast Containing The Power Of The Stars! [Accept] [Decline] dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg A SKILL FOR MY REVOLVER: YES PLEASE! There seemed to be absolutely no reason to decline although it certainly concerned me that it contained the holy attribute. If that was the case I wouldnt be able to use it on my own. At the same time it at least would give me knowledge on such skills so I may be able to develop my own. Suddenly that diminutive demiurge jumped up to place a finger on my lips. I know what youre thinking but thats only because you dont understand that you already technically have two-ish holy attributes. You see, holy is just a broad term for several attributes or rather there are evolved forms that sometimes get mixed up as benign Holy; especially divine which is the most common evolution In the mortal realm at least. Then Is karma one of them? No, wait, maybe? The girl tapped her chin as her gaze drifted up to the sky as the cogs continued to turn in that weeny teeny head of hers. Honestly Im not particularly sure what karma even nor all the things it can do since only, like, two people have the ability to use it and neither are fans of me ehehe~. She cutely wrapped the side of her head with her tongue sticking out but I had a feeling that any drama she had wasnt as innocent as she was making it seem. Either way she refused to let me ask about that as she forced the conversation on. Despite what mortals think both evil & demonic attributes are actually holy elements; the former being curiously sadistic with its ability to make anything a source of suffering while the latter is transformative as well as cursed. Then you have a divine which enhances healing & creative aspects - lastly there is the heavenly element which focuses on destruction~! Wait then dont I have three attributes? Tilting my head curiously. That made her rub the back of her head while looking off to the side. Thats why I said two-ish; that bastard is a menace who managed to merge the adaptability & curses of the demonic attribute with the destruction of the heavenly attribute. This results in an ability which outshines all others due to the balance between the pair - with his cultivation he managed to Well, yknow how special moves buff you? To that I can only nod. Thats his passive state which is why hes a nasty rogue! Huffing while stomping on the ground in an obvious annoyance due to whoever the bastard rogue was. Either way it was time to get down to things as she spread her little legs while beginning to dance with those ribbons of water; this time drawing from both gourds at once. While Im not too sure about all the rules around HD or Karma I am certainly confident in the principles of magic - I even claimed the title of Sage of All due to my mastery. Well instead be focusing on footwork, something I didnt really need to use much since few could hurt me, but I at least know enough~! Suddenly she launched a bullet of water right at my head; something I only barely managed to dodge thanks to seeing the sadistic light in her hand. Either way I could have done it better as just tilting my head away made me stumble. A moment the goddess utilised to give me a palm in the stomach which sent me hurtling backwards across the pier. Move your feet not your body, keep focus on where you shift your weight, the highest form of dodging requires you to not even move your torso an inch ehehehe~! So she stated as she sent a flurry of water balls flying toward me. I didnt tell you about all the intricacies like the bonus that taunts give you with this version of the system or the effects evil has on space as thats for you to figure out! She said as if she wasnt trying to remove my head from my neck! Chapter 048: Training Complete Honestly Things could be worse. What is the average percentage chance that a pink elephant, whose size allows them to fit within the volume of your average USA manufactured ball bearing, will come into existence at any period~? That question came with some pillars of water that forced me to think fast (in two ways) as I moved just as I had been conditioned over these past few hours. The girl across from me taking full advantage of my limitless stamina in order to fully engrain everything she could in me - certainly effective if also sadistic to the extreme. Though she was still more kind than my own birth mama. The first time I made a mistake; the counter she made would actually be so soft that I only really know it hit due to the high knockback water. Yet, each and every following mistake would result in the punishment getting harsher and harsher. Something that was easy to do with her, seemingly, endless supply of energy that she endowed into the dome of water that surrounded me. At least she also had those jade waters that instantly healed any injuries I suffered due to the empowered aqua magenta. Her water actually swirled around me to create a sphere of intertwined streams - a very beautiful sight when paired with the bright sun on the horizon. Like being stored in a prism that constantly broke sunlight into countless spectacular colours Though what lowered its beauty was the constant potshots. Being a dome allowed for attacks to rain on me from any angle (as well as having that prior mentioned knockback effect) meant that I had no choice but to dodge. Otherwise I would find myself flying through the air with no way to actually block the attacks; not even my hardlight shield could do the job. This wasnt exactly bad, I honestly could appreciate the genius, as it was perfect for the purpose of training. Despite surrounding me it never, not once, blocked me from moving but instead followed along perfectly no matter how fast I ran. This also meant that I couldnt just rely on my stats to outrun the oncoming damage and instead had to rely on my body to do the job. Certainly easier with a higher dex however we both know I was running a dex build anyway. If anything it taught me how to use my dex efficiently. Also - the questions asked during my training werent as random as they seemed - she was using this as a chance to drill some magical knowledge into my head. I still had no clue who she was, nevertheless it was clear that she knew what she was talking about. Although she certainly didnt make my life easy. What is the relationship between mana & qi? Which circuit generates the fire attribute? How much magic does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Why should you be careful about using the spatial elemental family no matter where you are? Where is mana generated from? What is the difference between a mage & sorcerer? So many questions flew around but I somehow managed to answer them; a wrong answer resulted in me receiving a strike on my tits. She said, and I quote, Your body is now unbalanced just like your knowledge base! while giggling in that ehehehe way thats now ingrained in my mind. She at least gave me the right answer if I admitted I didnt know. Something about fear and unknowns but I was too focused on not getting blasted up my butt by a bullet of water. Other than that Not much to complain about? There was no doubt that this crazy method was slowly shaping my random movements into something resembling a functional combat style. The nature of this training meant that I was fairly stationary with a focus on moving my feet & not torse. Which would have likely have allowed for me to get some accurate shots off; if not for my hand getting batted away (by water) every time I attempted to take out my gun. There was no doubt that this form of footwork heavily favoured my weapon of choice - showing that she wasnt some kook that was just throwing whatever she could toward me. Trying to fit me into the same mould as her with no room for originality. Certainly something to be cautious about when learning. One of the excuses I also gave her as to why I learned none of this on earth. Im not too small of a woman (52 can be considered tall in some parts of the world) to admit that I thought she was just a psychopath at the start of this training. What else would I think when a crazy dragon loli suddenly surrounds me in a sphere of water that randomly hits me from weird angles. How was I supposed to dodge what I couldnt see? In the end I still didnt have an exact answer for that Yet I could now do it. Slowly but surely my movements were refined as any inefficiencies were ironed out under the liquid hammer of my sensei till, eventually, I realised that I no longer was getting hit as much. She also kept shouting stuff like add more flare or show off a bit more leading to me adding more fantastical movements that would likely piss off whoever I was trying to land a hit on me. Something I could appreciate since I was quite used to mental warfare due to my time in the limelight. You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story. All in all; a surprisingly productive session. I think thats enough to make sure you dont die~! With that vote of confidence I heard a little ding to tell me that the quest was officially over for now. Which also reminded me that I still had rewards from the earlier fight to go through I had long since tuned out the notification due to everything thats been happening in this short period of time. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Skill Name: Golden Gun Category: Active Rank: C Level: 1 (00%) Attributes: Holy & Fire Weapon Requirement: Revolving Chamber-Based Firearm Effect: Adds Attribute And Increased Damage (Depends on Rank & Level) For Cost Of Mana Alternative Description: Harness The Power Of The Divine In Order To Unleash A Powerful Blast Containing The Power Of The Stars! dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg At least now I had a proper attack skill; also it was at a very high level for the start of this game. Most people wouldnt get a rank C ability on this planet until the end of the first year or so - at least thats what I remember but a lot has changed. Hopefully some of the more important information I gathered was correct but I can only cross my fingers. I may or may not cry if that dungeon next to the Rossario Stones no longer is in development. Something I plan to check after I finish whatever quest this little loli plans to throw at me. I can only hope that it isnt something too stressful, and also on the way, as I doubt shell be happy if I treated whatever she gave me as a side quest. In fact this game world may just vanish based on my knowledge from that island country her outfit seems a little based from. Fortunately the demon dragon appeared to be content if the grin I saw, with the water returning back to her gourds, was anything to go by. Now then I guess I should give you that quest so that we can be on our way with your heroic journey to take advantage of humanity''s stupidity~! You dont need to put it like tha- I found myself at a loss for words as we were transported back to the overworld once more. We were certainly still on the same hill that we started from, even down to the exact places where we were each standing, yet there was something more noticeably different than anything that my eyes could pick up. The strong stench of iron. One unique smell I knew the source of very well by now. Blood. That legion we had saw in the distance was now clearly far closer to use however the were a tad more divided than they likely would have liked. Yes, that was a gruesomely dark pun. Body parts were scattered all around the hills, coming up to our position on a carpet of crimson, with it being impossible to link any of the parts together. All the injuries were so finely made that it ended up looking like the departed souls from a recent war rising up the surface of the bloody river styx. At the other end of this carpet of chaos was a single cloaked figure sitting atop the beheaded corpse of the commander with the aged man''s head within a black metallic claw. Their entire figure was cloaked in an eerily clean, white, woollen cloak with many handles jutting just over their shoulder. A simple black sheep mask sat upon their face with two familiar bi-colour eyes staring right toward me Making a shiver travel up my spine. Especially as two uneven black horns broke through that lamb-mask. Well that is Unfortunate~! She said while looking at me with a mischievous grin as her eyes darted between me & that weird sheep person. I only had one reply to give. Yeah, no, Im done with this whos who Im out; time to journey then maybe fight entities I can actually damage. Ive already met that crazed goddess who apparently knows who took my eye, meaning theyre also probably mad Yea, honestly, I am completely done with these mysterious entities with no plans on adding a third. B-but what about my quest? Her sad little voice calling out from behind. I was not about to be tricked by her cute act, however. You can send it whenever you want; Im going to head out and you probably know where to find me! Remember to use your stats or Ill skin you~! With that my journey into this familiar yet unknown world had just begun! Chapter 049: The Journey Begins Finally my journey (for real this time) has started! Manic murderous muton man? I know nothing about that. I saw nothing strange back there, just your usual open field with no blood or guts, so there will be no need to think about it. Best to just focus on the road that is ahead of me with a bright smile on my lips; hopefully well on my way to finding myself far away from whatever the fuck didnt happen in that godforsaken city. ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[BITCH] Believes That There Is Truly No Other Option >> ???????????????????????????????????? Indeed. The road ahead seemed like a long one but - thanks to being a route of major importance to the economy of the country - said road was actually very well maintained. Originally I may have gotten a quest to go off the path in order to hunt some of the passing creatures. Just your regular beginning area stuff. However, I had already far surpassed the level where that would even be of any help to me. Even if I wanted to grind some low level mobs, with the amount Id need, it would likely take days to kill enough to even fill up that last 22% to level 22. Plus I also had to reach that dungeon site by Rosorrio Mountain as soon as possible. There was no other way to confirm the changes that took place. Worst case scenario could lead to my entire plan falling apart - whether that came in the form of the dungeon already being discovered or those precious stones no longer being there. Even if they regenerated, that didnt stop some crazy artificial or natural disaster from taking them away from where they belonged. The surface of a planet was constantly changing even if humanity never realises. Plus there was also the possibility I never thought about till recently What if some crazy high level monsters went at it resulting in that mountain becoming a mountain of pebbles. Well, only one way to find out, plus I need to get into contact with the rest of my family anyway. I could only hope that their tutorials are significantly less Stressful than mine. At least I can be confident that no other play can be stronger than me, right? ???????????????????????????????????? << Jinxed It >> ???????????????????????????????????? Yea but- ???????????????????????????????????? << Recommend {user}.[Armor-Cordis] Learns {skill}.[Shutting The Fuck Up] >> ???????????????????????????????????? Subtle as always you barely functional malware. Anyway - the best way to go about this would likely be to just follow the road - if I keep walking Ill eventually reach another settlement with people who are actually alive and not just puppets. From there Ill just gather some important information. First of which being where the hell I need to actually go. Also need to sign up to various guilds if they still exist Didnt exactly have the option to check their state when I was in Port City. Fortunately the scene was quite nice; just your idyllic romp through a very lightly wooded path with a powerful wind behind that brought forth the salty smell of the ocean. Hated salty food but there certainly was something uniquely Refreshing about this. Helped by the beautiful tweeting of the birds who fluttered around in the air dancing & singing. This also allowed me the time needed to get my tiny little hoard attributes out the way. My as well just throw 50 points into everything, leaving me with 205 attribute points, although there isnt actually much point in putting points in VIT hence why I never bothered before. It has little effect other than increasing how much damage I can take & energy I can output. Would probably be wiser to put it into INT instead - as that one continues to improve me in a far more efficient fashion. Although there may also be some secret bonus that I simply dont know about yet. I couldnt even pretend that I knew everything about the system (I dont even know where it comes from nor who created it) so there was definitely a solid possibility that I overlooked something. Guess Ill just leave 255 points in the chamber just in case I need a sudden powerboost in vitality Though it doesnt even appear in my better newer system; that should signify that it doesnt actually matter to me at least. In that came I could plop 100 stats into every other attribute with 5 left over. May as well just slap them in VIT so that crazy teacher of mine has no need to complain. ???????????????????????????????????? << Displaying Pretty Information On Snooty {user}.[Armor-Cordis Mantis] >> Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/Porshi Age: 17 Level: 35 << Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >> Vit: 7 If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.Str: 107 Def: 104 Dex: 115 +100+79 Agi: 112 Int: 112 +92+79 Remaining Attribute Points: 0 ???????????????????????????????????? Now my status is perfectly balanced In hindsight Maybe Id still have my eye if I did that earlier? No point in worrying about what has already happened; now I have no eye but my power is far greater than when I first entered the game. Also, despite how gut wrenchingly rage inducing the comment was, my teacher is right that my range finder skill suddenly found itself far more useful. Plus I also need to figure out what to do with my job upgrade - I plan to get my final job beforehand to increase my chances of a better job. The last job I wanted (and the reason why I never bothered getting one till now) isn''t specific but rather should be obvious to anyone. I wanted a magic job. Its a good thing that I didnt actually plan to have a specific magic skill or even job as I most certainly would struggle to get it now. Although, now that Ive received somewhat formal training, I do have some plans on what I could achieve if I play my cards right. Of course Ill need to read that book but first I need to understand what adding all those attributes to my status could me- GRRRRR GRRRRR GRRRRR GRRRRR [Brown Wolf Lvl 2] [Brown Wolf Lvl 3] [Brown Wolf Lvl 2] [Brown Wolf Lvl 5] Just when I was wondering what to do I got a collection of volunteers to run a trial - not only will I get to try my newly upgraded attributes but something Ive always wanted to try yet couldnt. My gun. Unfortunately it was impossible to know how the system would influence my firearms ability to put a bullet into an enemy''s skull. These little wolves would certainly help me solve that. So, without anything to really consider, I whipped my revolver from my hip to do a technique I had practised for literal years. [Fan The Hammer] *PANG* *PANG* *PANG* *PANG* Four shorts, four wolves, four headshots and now four corpses that promptly fell to the floor. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg You Won The Brawl Congratulations! Enjoy Your Rewards: -Miniscule Amount of EXP -High Quality Brown Wolf Pelt x4 dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Well that was easy The system didnt even have a chance to start an instance. At least that, in of itself, is a very interesting piece of information. I assume that is due to me doing enough damage to instantly take them out of the fight - certainly makes the sniper I designed far more useful. However, Ill keep it hidden away in my back pocket for now. Always best to keep some surprises and there is nothing as effective as a gun the enemy doesnt know is trained on them. At least my short escapade through the prior city revealed that firearms arent common. Either that or the ones they do have arent effective enough for the cities armed forces to bother using in the time of an emergency on an incalculable scale. Could have just been that they didnt get a chance to use them Best not to ponder for too long as I at least had a higher level of tech as revealed by the so-called major port city being something youd expect in the 21st century. Certainly far more advanced than the mediaeval level of advancement than I expected. Still that only meant that my plans would need to be moved around a little; I still had this in the bag as long as that particular dungeon still existed. Now Time for a little reading. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ... ... ... ... ... What is up with the getup? That familiar goddess questioned that demonic wool-adorned demon who just crushed the head, within their metal claws, into pulp. Curiously tilting their head as if taking their time to study the little dragoness. The bi-colour flames - that flickered behind the eye-holes of that simplistic but detailed sheep mask - narrowed as if trying to figure something out. Finally the hand that crushed the head fell down to hide below the cloak. Standing up from the body after which they seemed to sway only to immediately appear a mere few steps away from her. This new figure leaned forward causing the goddess to be buried under the towering sheeps shadow. Were you always so Small? Both questioned the other''s appearance as they just stood there Looking at each other awkwardly. If youre alive No. I see That cloaked presence did not have the gruff voice one may expect; their voice was actually rather beautiful and would no doubt be wonderful in the form of a song. Although they were without a doubt rather sorrowful. Either way it was clear that both of them recognised each other. Even if neither recognised the appearance of the other. For some reason I dont want to fight you for once~! Seemingly the goddess did not share the sorrowfulness nor had an ounce of understanding towards the grieving beast. That monstrous figure just shook their head while turning away from the dragoness - heading down the only path out of this city. Have fun playing with your puppets jehehe~? Have fun playing with your murder thing ehehehe~! And, unlike what a certain girl assumed, the two peacefully walked away. Chapter 050: Finding The Trope Although I was walking down an empty road - gradually being surrounded by more foliage - I was having tons of fun while doing it! So mana is essentially what is called a boson, a messenger particle for fundamental forces, to a currently unidentified fundamental force that is referred to as Chaos. A powerful force that can be thought of as the building blocks of entire existence. Proving the adage that nothing is impossible Actually quite real - even if not in the way humans intended - you should record this down Big B! I announced as I happily made my way through this book. Honestly, crazy or not, that little goddess had a great future as a book writer. ???????????????????????????????????? << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? With that sorted out. So it seems that mana doesnt technically just create anything but rather increases the probability that something happens. Which is why spells can backfire. At the same time it can be used to fuel other phenomena as essentially the best clean fuel in existence, thanks purely due to its relationship with Chaos, as it essentially will the energy into existence. Guess that means any power problems I may have had are no longer problems but road bumps on my way to the top. It also said earlier in the book that world trees act like generators of mana which helps stave off the void from destroying reality due to its ability to propagate. Nothing better to prevent non-existence than an endless stream of existence. Still it doesnt help me understand the ability to travel through the void between mortal realms as that should be impossible Yet here I am. In a place with infinite time and no space Or was it the other way around? Well, either way, it should be impossible to cross the void thus I shouldnt be here in the first place. Maybe LHO uses a higher realm like that Dreamscape to move our soul then drop it back down in our chosen game world? Certainly seems plausible with my minor knowledge on the subject. Who knew theoretical physics could be so interesting~! I said with a smile on my face as I added a little sticky note on the corner of this page; something I had been doing for every page containing information of notable importance. Let me quickly re-review them when I need to - a task I should (evidently) complete for the specifics related to the void. ???????????????????????????????????? << {user}.[Armor-Cordis] Has Several Doctorates In Theoretical Physics >> ???????????????????????????????????? Shaking my head at this shitty system of mine. Well, yea, but those are because I am literally called a Dark Matter Spirit. Everyone and their aunt has heard of dark matter yet even top experts in our world have little understanding of what such matter actually is. There was literally no choice except to dive into such a field if I wanted the most recent information that the public wouldnt be privy to. It wasnt that such information was dangerous (although some of it definitely was), rather, it was just an obvious eventuality that scientists wouldnt release all the scary shit they were learning about. The public were a bunch of sheep that only knew how to jump. They never considered likelihoods but what was right in front of them. Tell them there is a chance that a single strange quark could potentially instantly erase all life on the planet with us having no methods of defence and they suddenly have an existential crisis. Humans are so silly. No back to some light reading So the language that I learned all those years ago is truly related to magic in the funniest way possible; its the originator of the modernised magic system. Though it is more akin to comparing binary and machine code together - you have no idea what binary means yet it allows for more freedom. Closing the book after putting one more stick; tapping my chin with the hard cover. Now this was an interesting development. According to what is written The magic ruins that this world probably still uses (still havent figured out all that has changed to best to remain cautiously optimistic) is essentially a downgraded version of written spirit. A method of downgrading that allows the meaty brains of mortals to begin understanding the vast possibilities that magic holds. Only problem is it adds a lot of extra shit that bogs down the efficiency; something that is needed due to humans struggling with the intent part of spirit language. One could say that the language of my people is closer to emoticons than german. Its main focus is on intent and the perfect expression of intent. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. A form of expression that humans simply dont and perhaps cant get. I know that because the last guy I forcibly tried speaking to ended up greatly contributing to my study of the ever wonderful Neoschluss Gas Or rather his vegetized body did. You win some, you lose some. This also gives me many ideas for the future, however my first step should be to get a feeling for this mystical energy so that I can properly use it. If I manage to actually do that So much opens up. Im actually quite excited with the prospect of using magic - although thats hardly surprising - every little girl grew up imagining herself as a witch slinging spells around. Only difference is that I knew I could. Not that I planned to become a normal magic caster (would be a waste if I did) though this book has got me excited for how to abuse magic to become the ruler of every world I walk on. According to this book the best way to recognise your mana is to have some exterior force activate your mana veins while you try to feel them. Thankfully I just got a spell that I can use through the system which should hopefully fill all the requirements for my ascension into legend. The only question is where should I start; likely wouldnt be a good idea to shoot an apparently fire-based ability into this wooded area. Probably should have done it way earlier but I was enjoying my book too much. Although it seems like there may already be an opportunity to use it as - just like in the stories - there is a carriage in the middle of the road. Seemingly fairly well built with some stylings on it so I imagine that it must belong to someone quite wealthy. Plus it appears to have been made with the intention of securely carrying merchandise not people So a merchant with enough money to waste on appearance? Really is just like the books That carriage found itself with wheels buried in the dirt as some leather armour wearing trio half heartedly attempted to take those wheels out. By the side there was a young enough man with a good looking face - giving that kind scholarly look as he seemed to guide them. Obviously theyre meant to be a set of mercenaries or adventurers and the caring merchant who hired them to help protect him. Really, has he got a bunch of candy for the orphan kids in there, what a joke. Maybe Id be convinced if I was a fucking moron I mean you can practically see that the dirt hasnt settled around the tires properly so its clearly not an accident. Additionally I understand that the reason that vehicles havent progressed is due to monsters doing a better job for cheaper. Am I meant to believe one of those tamed beasts out front cant be used to help get the carriage out the ditch? They literally look like what youd expect to see in a cartoon when someone gives a camel a steroid shot along with some coke. I would know since weve had a hand in the Colombian drug trade so I decided to have a little look into the American PSAs. Really funny stuff; not just the cartoons but USAs reactions. Imagine creating a problem - then blaming literally everyone else for that problem becoming as bad as it did - all the while doing nothing to actually fix the source of the problem. Well, enough of shitting on that shit show of a country, time to have some good old fashioned fun. I am actually feeling a little giddy about what I plan to do Always did prefer playing cowboy rather than fairy princess. The merchant group and all their friends obviously noticed me so they put more effort into their actions while talking about some stuff they likely dont want me hearing. Guess that is the wonders of having over 100 stats in basically everything. That as well as the ungodly satisfaction of slurping up all those juicy points Guess she was kinda right about the whole sin thing. Hello, are you one of those players that the system made mention of, I dont suppose you could help us out by getting us out this mud? Obviously he took note of my unusual appearance and the confidence they held in approaching me probably came from the knowledge of the recency of us arriving only a little while ago. Them knowing about players also wasnt exactly surprising; I knew that the system had been setting up for our arrival long ago. Unfortunately I wasnt your regular goodie two-shoes newbie who blindly accepts every quest they come across with excitement over the rewards. The crazy god was different. *click* All of you step away from the vehicle, line up over there, throw your weapons behind it, lie down on the road and keep your hands resting on your head throughout! Not hesitating to pull out my little problem solver to point directly toward the approaching merchant while making sure to indicate where I wanted them with my free hand. All four of them seemed gobsmacked as they were all paying attention to me even if they tried to appear like they were hard at work. The merchant was clearly the most confused and scared of all as he stepped back fearfully. W-what does that tool do?! Oh~ so they dont know what a revolver is? Or maybe their firearms went down a slightly different route to our world - too difficult to know - at least that gives me another advantage of the people of this magical world. A confident smile fluttered across my lips (likely doing him no favours) as I turned my gun to the side to let the light flicker off the barrel to add to the intimidation. I dont know; should we find out together? Chapter 051: Truth of Tropes Funnily enough, he did not want to find out what my boomstick does. What a shame. That merchant quickly stumbles back a few steps before falling over; scrambling to get as far away from me as possible. Something that almost brought a chuckle to leave my lips. Sadly I couldnt exactly revel in someone else''s fear as I had a facade to keep up and consistency was the best thing for that. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! Just when I worried about there not being a fight, finally waking up from their confusion, those fake mercs suddenly came to clear my worries like guardian angels. The bulkiest of the trio even jumped directly into action with his friends not being too far behind. Dashing in front of the pseudo-merchant with that large weaponless man going even further. Said man reeled his fist back as he attempted to throw that massive fist towards me - unfortunately for him I had learned a lot. Avoiding the blow was far easier than the chains of water from that mad master of mine. A simple pivot and I found my revolver resting right under his chin. And I dont hesitate. [Heavenly Golden Gun] I felt energy flow through from my heart, up my arm and into the revolver in my hand. That heat almost seemed to subtly ask what I wanted of it with me having a few choices with all my attributes. Of course it was limited to my holy elements but that was also a factor that made me slightly confused I sensed a total of five options for what I could do. There was a violent one that preferred to adapt the attack to be more efficient although I could also feel it melding with another element that seemed similar if also different. While the former desired to copy & adept the latter was just about pure destruction without the stability the first boasted. Although stability didnt mean it was safer since I felt it could easily influence those who come into contact with it. These are likely demonic & heavenly elements then the two combined; just like my mini-master said. Another element was far more sneaky than the first two yet unmistakably held some similarities to the adaptive demonic. Having the ability to do what I imagine regular holy people could do but also use it in inventive new ways that went against the intention of the techniques. Such as making healing magic Not so healthy. It also seemed to be heavily influenced by the past, specifically my first life, so it reminded me a lot of my mama who always talked about the strength gathered to suffering. In this case it seemed to be quite literal as far as this holy attribute was concerned. Im tempted to say its karma since that is all about what comes around goes around. At least I would if not for the final fifth element that I didnt even know how to explain - seemingly its strength had nothing to really do with me. A realisation that made it impossible to know what it actually did as all I knew was that it was there. The fact that I had no idea meant that it was most likely the very same attribute that my teacher had no clue about. Making it karma? Then the one based around suffering must be the evil attribute? Ill simply try the attribute least likely to cause me issues. With my barrel resting against the underside of his jaw, a heavenly element rolling through my body, the chamber of my weapon began to glow. Causing the eyes of everyone watching to widen. They seemed to want to shout out to their team mate as he pushed some aura out his body in an attempt to defend against my attack. It wasnt a bad idea and may have helped if he wanted to defend against a regular bullet However, just as I made note of, the heavenly attribute only cared about one thing. Delivering the most devastating strikes that was inhumanely possible while also discovering some brand new information about it. Either Way *PIYO* He wasnt getting back up. A shot fired up to the sky with a trail of flaming gold following behind causing no shadows to exist within the forest for that short moment. From it came a stream of lightning that was soon joined by the thunderous sound of air rushing back to the brief vacuum made from the power of the shot. Blood didnt even fall to the floor as any wound made on my target was instantly calcified. As for what injury he had? Well, it was easier to start with what he suddenly found himself lacking. That being his entire head. His head was gone. Like, there was just a calcified neck, smoke rising from where his neck should have combined with his head as he stood for a few seconds. Seemingly his body was confused about what to do. Not surprisingly due to the sudden tragic lack of a brain on account of having his head vapourised. A plus was that this made it surprisingly not as brutal; should help me maintain a clean image despite the whole killing thing. If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. That body finally realised that gravity still affected it so it collapsed lifelessly to the floor in front of his agape allies. While I was thankful to him for allowing me to test the new abilities I found myself with nevertheless I was fairly alone in this opinion. N-NO~! She killed him so easily SHIT! Their reactions were hardly anything surprising, though, as it certainly was quite the impressive big of firepower if I were to compliment myself. Although looking down at my revolver revealed the disadvantage to the heavenly element. Steam rose from my gun as I opened up the weapon to reveal that it had essentially eaten up all the bullets to compensate. Better than the gun itself. Looks like Ill also need to be more astute with maintenance. I thought out loud as I pressed the chamber ejection while pointing the gun upwards - those empty casings clattering to the ground - as I promptly pulled out an already prepared speed-reloader to refill the chamber. Simple but effective. With the satisfying *click* of the chamber popping back into position - I raised my revolver to point towards the trio who all reacted differently. The youngest fighter among them was inconsolable while the more mature girl seemed completely bewildered at how things turned out. Lastly the merchant just seemed angry that his protection died. Now follow my instructions or die like the bandits you are. I said while exuding confidence Because I was confident; even if that one shot took a full 50% of my spirit. Making me feel like shit due to the sudden loss of energy. Spirits are energy based - even if Im unique in that I have matter attached to my name - I am no different. Although we were more efficient than humans, who needed several different things to keep themselves running, it wasnt as if we didnt feel it when we literally used our life force to power magic. It was fortunate I tested such a technique before using it in a more dangerous situation. Thankfully I was strong enough mentally to ignore the pain, letting those idiots be none the wiser that I couldnt just fire heavenly infused golden gun after heavenly infused golden gun. Bandits? Are you not misunderstanding this; youve just killed a tota- The merchant was obviously the first to recover his wits as he was merely angry. Quickly trying to take control of the situation when he realised that things were not as easy as he first thought - likely hoping Id second guess myself when he brought up the law. All while making subtle movements with his hands. Resulting in those hidden friends moving about. Obviously I didnt care too much about the law in the first place so expecting that to stop me was nothing short of silly. Still I decided to be funny and try messing with them a little bit more; not like they will be seeing tomorrow no matter what. That carriage was reported as stolen and I am pretty sure you arent a lucky owner that managed to find it out here. I couldnt actually be sure of my claim but I didnt need to be.With my confidence being pitted against the confusion, trepidation and no doubt fear There was no need to try much to trick them. Sure enough, the youngest came to quickest of all, the late-teen pulled an arrow from their quiver to aim toward me. It neednt be said who was able to fire faster; he didnt even get a chance to put his arrow on the bowstring before I put a hole in his forehead. Those idiots hiding in the tree also sent a flurry of arrows & a few fireballs the size of tennis balls at me which would be hard to dodge BUT GUESS WHAT I FIXED~! Hehehe~. A hardlight shield formed around my body resulting in those attacks harmlessly bouncing off due to the highest level being a mere level 15. At least thats what I desperately wanted to say but that shield fizzled out soon after activating it and I merely timed its activation to coincide with the arrival of the barrage of attacks. Ironically, if they were less organised, it would have been a larger problem since the energy requirement for the hardlight shield essentially fried it. Making it a one time use item that needed to be carefully timed in order to avoid becoming swiss cheese. The price is also not that of a one time use item. What was more interesting was the fact that the game didnt bring us into one of those sub-dimensions but perhaps there was more needed to activate it? Wouldnt be surprising if that mad didnt tell me all the information surrounding the intricacies of the system. Perhaps it was more location based than that goddess let on? There would be a lot of testing to do in the future; I can already think of ten variables that will need to be tested to ensure my knowledge is completely accurate. Information is power that can be measured in bytes. Regardless *click* Time to have some fun~? Chapter 052: The Tutorial Secret Boss Those bandits were of course shocked by my superior technical prowess, even if their tech was inline with their appearance they would be far behind mine, clearly expecting that to have at least harmed me. ???????????????????????????????????? << Amusing To Think That Was A Verifiable Failure >> ???????????????????????????????????? Youre a failure! ???????????????????????????????????? << Technically This System Is {user}.[Armor-Cordis] On Account Of Being Built Using {user}.[Armor-Cordis]s Spare Mental Prowess; To Run; Being a System For {user}.[Armor-Cordis]s Personal Use >> ???????????????????????????????????? Well, regardless, it can be seen as a success as I proved the hard light technology''s effectiveness against magic and even the portable version was able to block all those attacks. Plus its not as if I dont have many replacements as well as spare parts on me. If I was poor we may need to consider that a failure however I think things are looking quite promising at the moment. What was that magic? The merchant''s shocked voice soon brought me out of my argument with Technically myself I suppose? Could it be light magic? To their feeble knowledge that wasnt too far - what is magic but science yet to be understood? My ingenious (as well as original) thoughts were sadly interrupted by the babbling of these bandits who seemed to give up on hiding. Stepping out from the woods to number approximately 12 or so - certainly something worthy of being the first challenge of noobs - with a rather well built man wielding an axe (that clearly wasnt made for cutting wood) at the forefront. All of them looked at me with caution as they took out their weapons, in various stages of repair, with bows slung over their shoulders. Only one of them showed up looking like your average mage so he must have taught a few of the others fireball. From my knowledge it was essentially the most basic non-life magic out there so that was in-line. Still, it was something I would need to take note of when fighting breaks out again. She must be some light-based mage! One of the fools called out even if their residence spell caster didnt seem as sure of that; the middle aged man scrunching up his face as if sucking on a lemon. Foolish because they dared challenge me muhuhuhahaha! That could also explain the attack from earlier; maybe some rare class that focuses on taking out opponents from range. So came with a shield to block long range and long range magic - probably best if we take this into physical Our friendly little fake merchant piping up again. Stepping backwards as he pretty much hid behind the remaining guard while heading over to the two animals that should have dragged the carriage if it was more than a prop. Soon the failure of a scholar presented his own thoughts on the situation - garnering a look from that lacklustre fraudster who soon frowned at his words. Ive never seen a magician class like that M-maybe that was holy? There is no way a god would accept those players so quickly! It could also be a new class that the gods decided to add or maybe she got some power from a god that already exists from their home planet? That merchant tried to use his brain to put the puzzle pieces together while coming to a solution that wasnt too far from the mark. If you were making that mark with one of those wide paint brushes that the poor use to colour their walls instead of just getting a paint ma- ???????????????????????????????????? << Suggests {user}.[Armor-Cordis].Pays Attention >> ???????????????????????????????????? Well that I was getting a little off topic I suppose Regardless it was amusing to see their lacking minds try to comprehend just how exactly and by how much better I am than them. Sadly all things came to an end so I couldnt wallow in my own sense of superiority; no matter how superior I actually was when compared to these scrubs. Plus it was kind of rude for them to ignore someone who they were speaking about. If you are quite done Id like to get this over with. If I include the girl Nah I dont want to complicate the maths so I just raise my simplification tool towards the girl who quickly panics. Like a deer in headlight she just raised her shortsword in a feeble attempt to protect herself but that did little to actually stop me from popping one into her head with that crip *PANG* that had grown to be so familiar to me. Now there were only the twelve who were appearing, taking their shock to quickly feed a spare bullet into the chamber so to make this easy, two full cylinders for all of them. Works out quite nicely all things considered. A smile formed on my face at the realisation; one that was not shared by my new friends. Cha think ya can get away afer killin ma bois? The big scary looking guy with all their hair being pretty long & tangled due to a lack of care - him just benign the worst of all. His beard alone had more knots than any of the aquatic or airborne vehicles I had developed in Furstin. If anything I found that impressive over anything else; sadly they picked the wrong cowgirl to pick on. He quickly yelled something so loud that I couldnt actually understand it - either way it was enough to get his servants to charge toward me. Foolishly thinking their weapons would help them deal lethal damage to my precious self. There were (of course) methods to deal damage to a non-physical entity with weapons yet those were all techniques that took hours of practice. Something some bandits obviously wouldnt have or they wouldnt be bandits. I wasnt quite sure what all the different types were but they tended to be compiled into the aura sword technique folder. Though that was just the most basic technique with there being hundreds of ways to evolve that onto a higher level. From imbuing an element, adding motion, changing shape, projecting it and so on. Although even that most basic level of aura sword puts one on a rank-C danger rating which means it would be easy to make money without being a bandit. If anything it is more dangerous to be too strong as a bandit since that would probably make the country take you more seriously. Long story short They didnt manage anything of worth as they attacked me yet I still decided to carefully use my footwork to barely avoid their blows. Hardly moving from my position as I pointed my revolver to one of them that tried to poke my stomach with a rusty dagger. Letting it rest against his forehead as his eyes widened only for those eyes to quickly go dim at the *PANG* signal. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. I quickly took note that they seemed to intentionally avoid stabbing my breasts. It seems like they still underestimated me if they had thoughts of me as a woman. Though I could see in the eyes of these ten minions that their thoughts quickly changed as I backstepped only to have two lineups right in front of me. It would be rude to not try. *PANG* One shot two kills - you wouldnt get something that beautiful from an average pistol let alone one from the 21st century - my Furstins weaponry is unsurpassed in effectiveness. I could practically taste their fear as their movements became more panicked resulting in them becoming more hectic & just getting in each other''s way. They could all fire at the same time due to countless practice on live targets over their years of the trade but, at the end of the day, they were still bandits. What little training they had received could not remove their weakness as squishy mortals. They ended up doing more damage to themselves than me as I quickly made short work of another 4 by the time their upper management could finally be bothered to interfere. It was actually several fireballs that came flying towards me that got me to distance myself from the fools who were flaying their weapons around like madmen. More dangerous if their weapons could even deal damage to me. Maybe tetanus counts as magic damage in their mind? If they didn''t have an understanding of bacteria there would be a chance of diseases being classified as curses so it wouldnt be a major surprise if this world was as I imagined it would be. Although, considering how that city and their clothing have a more modern twist. It would be a little strange. Certainly not impossible as I cannot say anything with certainty but they certainly had a decent knowledge of genealogy when my own world had reached such a level of manufacturing. Even if they were rather backwards in a lot of ways (such as their understanding of the varieties of fat along with a strange obsession with easy weight loss methods). Of course this wave of fire also forced all of the weaklings to disengage me which was a massive mistake considering I needed to reload. Something I promptly did by pulling another pre-prepared speedloader for my Mark 038 out of my inventory. Enabling me to quickly reload as their wizard spoke up. If anyone is alive who can use any magic then use it; even if her resistance is high well be able to at least use the knockback to break her stanc-! *PANG* He was screaming so hard that I wondered if his throat was damaged by the end of it; well it certainly is damaged now. Spoilers I said that because he now has a rather bloody hole come through one side to the other. I imagined him to be the vice-leader so seeing him die too quickly would likely completely break any hope they had in a possible comeback. This was so easy compared to the simulations that I ran that its actually rather comical - I dont know if theyd even be able to hit me before my tutorial. With that wizard down that also meant there was only the bandit leader, fake merchant and two more shivering bandits. Fuck this! You said itd be easy money to ambush the newbie players! Both of which had long since ran out of loyalty. The supposed leader screamed angrily while charging toward me nevertheless he, evidently, was a bruiser with low agility but high defence & strength. Seeing him come over with all the vigour of a bipedal bull I decided to take my time to gun down the last two bandits. I wanted to have complete control of the story which is easiest when I put a bullet in everyone else. That seemed to make him more angry as he- [SHOULDER CHARGE]! My thoughts didnt get a chance to form before I found myself shoulder checked by a brute far larger than I was; sending me flying into the foliage with a deceptively large bang. Followed by the creaking and snapping of the trees that I found myself sent through. Hmpf wll hav ta recruit all ver again bu if we can get er weapon A smirk appeared on the bandit leader''s face as he imagined the future possibilities. The merchant took a cautious look as he began to speak up an alternate future. I feel like it would be more trouble than its worth so we need to escape quickly as well as cover our trac-. *PANG* A future they didnt expect was me to be perfectly unharmed with just a few lost points of energy on account of the trees not counting as pure physical. More you know I suppose? I fired a bullet straight into that piece of shits head to teach him a lesson about creating things that didnt even belong to him. This caused his head to whip back but what surprised me was the fact that his head soon reeled itself back as he looked at me with eyes dyed in his own blood. A red aura erupted from his body as it seemed he was the typical berserker; certainly seemed like a tough first boss for this area. Though his ability to communicate was even more difficult to understand than his combat habits. He wasnt completely undamaged, however, as blood dribbled down from a hole in the centre of what used to be his nose. Youre gonna have t- *PANG* Nothing that the final bullet couldnt solve. This time (when his head flew backwards) he didnt pull himself back up but rather had his body join his head as he collapsed with a massive thud. Sadly that was the last bullet in my chamber so I would need to reload in order to put one into that malicious merchant. Still I doubt hed resist much ???????????????????????????????????? << Foreshadowing >> ???????????????????????????????????? How cam that- Your weapon should have run out of charge now, right? His voice came up making me look toward him as he rested a hand onto the head of one of the steeds in front of the carriage. A grin graced his face as the mana in his body built up. Its a shame that the leader had to die but as the vice-leader I dealt with all the groundwork so the connections all exist anyway Guess Ill just have to find another. Wait Hes the vice-leader? My question was answered with the bright flash of a light as he muttered [Monster Merge] causing me to completely be caught by surprise. I never expected it but he must have a rather strong class as well as one that became important to the story of this world. A class called Monster Subsumer which is a far more malicious evolution of the tamer class! Although This was actually promising as it suggests that the events of the game didnt actually occur in the time shift that occurred due to my accident. I cant get too excited but this is certainly some positive proof that my planning will not need to be completely thrown out. Now that youve seen this Ill need to make sure you dont get to see anything else. With an explosive boom he used the power of his new anthro-steroid camel form to explode towards me to unleash a powerful bunch with his blackened fists. His new body is even more muscular than the bandit leader while his face evidently looked more camel-like (in other words like a buck-toothed hick). As he approached I quickly realised that even if a strong-race grinded up to level 15 they would find themselves completely overpowered since he was more than twice as strong as the berserker. Unfortunately I wasnt a level 15 player. I just let out a sigh while reaching forward with my free hand while pivoting on my heel; my hand glowed navy as I plunged it into his chest. Causing his eyes to widen in surprise as I gave a disappointed smile to him while the pain of having my fingers coil around his soul caused him to freeze. I didnt want to use this ability while in this form But I do wonder what you taste like~. Chapter 053: Hopefully This One Goes Better I couldnt help being caught in a complete daze over the rich flavours that truly just dance perfectly to the tune of my exquisite pallet. Licking my lips as I looked down at the terrified face that lay on the corpse in front of me; no visible injuries existed on his body so there was nothing to link him to me. Not that I cared about hiding as any trouble that comes will truly only gift me more delicious meals to devour. Plus Im planning to hand in their heads to get their bounty. And that guy Now THAT was finger licking good. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg You Won The Brawl Congratulations! Enjoy Your Rewards: -Exp +12% -Level-Up 22 (01%) More dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Oh that is- dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Amazing! Evil Heavenly Demon Flames of Reborn Undying Disorder {Ex} | Level 15 (07%) dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg He must have been a pretty big sinner but I certainly dont mind the added spice. Its rather pricey to feed this flame of mine but it wasnt as if I needed to have knowledge of that skill as motivation to find myself some big fat snacks. Speaking of I should probably check the exact information. All I knew about the mystery skills (due to a certain barely functioning system keeping more hidden than they tell me) was what my new system zapped into my head. Although it seemed they were a rather big deal - so actually comprehending what all of that meant was another matter which I was not getting very far into. Truthfully all I knew was one sin equalled .01 exp for my ultimate grade flame. Whatever that meant. Fortunately I now possess a massive plus in this new system. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Skill Name: Evil Heavenly Demon Flames of Reborn Undying Disorder Category: Semi-Active Rank: Ex Level: 15 (07%) Attributes: Evil, Heavenly Demonic, Fire & Karma Requirement: Armor-Cordis Effect: Holds The Dao Of Disruption & Thus Effectiveness Depends On Users Ability To Take Advantage Of The Influence It Holds On The Disorder They Cause Description: A Borned From Melding Of Phoenix Fire, Abyss & The End Itself; Something Birthed To Take Advantage Of The Order Created By Sinful In Order To Hunt Them Down Like Vermin. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg I always had a hand on how to use this skill - not as if I had never used this flame of mine before I entered the game - though it is certainly interesting to see that in writing. Plus it seemed like I somewhat have been underselling my own talents. However I also cant exactly use it carelessly if I dont want some unfortunate connections to be made by the most observant. Its a sad realisation but nothing I could change. Now I should probably check my other previously hidden skill as Im honestly clueless. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Skill Name: Third Eye That Views The Void Category: Talent Rank: Ex Attributes: Evil Requirement: Daughter Of The Unknown Fear Effect: An Eye With Vision That Goes Past Sight Description: Born From The Pre-Abyss Talents Being Utilised To Delve Into What Others Consider Unknowable Or Taboo - Developing Arts That Challenge The Realm Of Gods - Which She Earned After Overcome Her Denied Divine Rights. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg So the prodigal son finally fails to provide themself usefulness. That description was cool and all nevertheless it sounded like some edgy nonsense that a game development intern quickly threw up but was good enough that they never bothered putting in another. That effect being the exact same. In other words Completely useless. Guess this updated model is still better than Big B; at least the game system actually gave me information instead of yelling [REDACTED] or slapping me with a good old fashioned not applicable. Certainly refreshing to have a companion that doesnt hide behind honest feedback. Instead hiding behind some fancy language that tells me a lot of nothing. ???????????????????????????????????? This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. << {software}.[BITCH] Would Like To Inform {user}.[Armor-Cordis] That Their {player}.[Level] Has Increased To [36] Due To Ingesting That Soul >> ???????????????????????????????????? Yeah but that was my hard work not yours. Well I should probably report this to the next city over. If the lord already knows about there being an admittedly weak Monster Subsumer or even what one of those are Well thatll be good in itself~. I said while looking around at the scene. This world has an ecosystem all of its own and all I need is a single crack in order to break inside; becoming a noble shouldnt be too difficult. Walking up to the carriage I cant help mumbling to myself. Especially if I introduce my more efficient form to the people of this world; just a few bad actors will greatly help me... Despite all the things that had changed I couldnt help feeling a bit more hopeful for the future - the possibility that only the progress of the world was what really changed. Perhaps to continents shifted around a little while the water levels had decreased but Axis maybe still followed the same plot. It was unlikely however the existence of the Monster Subsumer from the Monster Institution was a positive sign. They were a terrorist organisation that essentially worked to take the strength as well as longevity innate to monsters for themselves. That in itself was controversial since monsters were already a sore spot for many. While some organisations see them as just living creatures while others the source of evil Avoiding death could potentially doom the world itself. Of course, it was common knowledge that they were apparently a trial from the Second Mother but there were those that say she didnt even exist. Some didnt even acknowledge Mother exists. Although it made sense from a god''s perspective; how would you get more influence if you acknowledged the existence of gods who were even better than you? Why wouldnt your potential followers just follow the far stronger god as well as their pantheon. If you managed to get into the Mothers little club there would be few issues yet that also meant grovelling to someone. Guess it sucks to suck So I muttered as I finally arrived at the carriage while my hands busied themselves with reloading bullet by bullet. I also needed to refill the speed-reloaders I used. Even if I had a few more it was always better to be safe than sorry. I also need to learn some trigger discipline since I could have easily dealt with that situation if I just took the time to add a few more bullets into the cylinder rather than going in hot. For now there was something else to focus on. What do I do with this carriage -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Turns out Im still a little rich girl at heart; although over a decade will make anyone not want to walk about like a black collar worker. A class of worker that has mostly been erased from the great German empire due to our technological advances causing machinery to easily fill in the gaps. America meanwhile still practised slavery, sorry, indentured labour through slapping their economically unfortunate with bloated punishments. Those then ruin their job opportunities resulting in them having no option but to fall into crime. Long live the emperor! Anyways, I got a little distracted, this carriage was a life saver since it allowed me to no longer need to bother walking. The good thing about this beast was that they were brought for the purpose of (not just to sell the stranded merchant act) increasing the power of the Monster Subsumer. This meant the monsters were very high level for this area which also correlated with an increase in intelligence. As such the level 24 Cammare was smart enough to happily bring me to the city with me just needing to shoot the occasional foolishly desperate wolf. There were a lot less bandits than one would expect from those novels yet it wasnt surprising as the prior group probably wiped them all out. Those bandits likely still had a few people left at the homebase but Im too lazy to hunt them down for no benefit. Just reporting them to the city should be enough. Its unlikely there are any more major fighters. Although strange theyd bring all their combat potential to ambush one person, it was more unlikely they still had more, that could just be due to being cautious about the strength of players. Either way it hardly mattered anymore nor did I care. Looking into the distance revealed that a large concrete wall stood tall with familiarly equipped figures walking across to occasionally gaze out into the brush below. Said foliage seemed to have been purposefully diminished however it was clear that not much maintenance had been done. Slowly those plants were reclaiming the area with the grass already being high enough to hide a horned bunny or two. At the end of the road was a large reinforced wooden gate behind a larger portcullis that was hoisted up to allow traffic into the wall even if the gate still prevented immediate entry. Security was also clearly quite high which could be annoying. Either way I wasnt a criminal so hopefully Ill be able to get in anyway. There was also quite a line at the gate with those who were approved being let inside through a small metal door that certainly slowed down the progress of things. The people themselves didnt exactly look like merchants or adventurers who were coming back from a hard time earning some pocket change. Rather they reminded me of the refugees I saw from my various outings, not those who risked their lives to run from war, specifically those who were hit by some disaster out of their control. Their faces not holding relief but a sense of disbelief over what was happening. They also werent my problem so I just continued on toward the gate - at least I made sure that the monster didnt just barrel through the crowds. Would be horrid for my optics. I just had no desire to wait for those emotionally devastated people that could hardly understand they were standing out in front of a city. Halt; we arent accepting an more refugees into the cit- Do I look like a refuge? I immediately counted one of the guards who walked out to challenge my approach up to the gate as if a refuge would have a carriage like this. I have some stuff to report about some bandits which is linked to this carriage. He narrowed his eyes as if questioning if I was lying but soon relented a little. Ill tell my boss however if you end up being a lai- I dont recommend finishing that. Giving him a bright smile that, for some reason, made him shiver. Chapter 054: Mommy - Sorry - Mommy Is that all True? An older presenting guard, uniform filled with cooler looking ornaments so most likely the boss of the others, looked toward me with a somewhat fear filled face. Still he managed to remain calm under the pressure of my story about what happened in the city. Cleverly leaving out a certain shadowy meteor that crashed into the backstreets. Currently I was sitting on a table across from the weathered but sturdy old man in a room that was not exactly up to my usual standards. Although, fortunately for them, it was not a dingy dungeon where they would just leave me even if I gave them what I wanted. Instead being just a fairly unfurnished office. Already better than some law enforcement then. The man across me had several thoughts visibly weighing down on his mind - it was hard to not find the information that a world destroying pirate crew was just a few kilometres away. Even more when they had apparently just sent an entire army battalion right on the firing path of those clearly overpowered and probably very long ranged cannons & mortars. If even so much of an ounce of my words were true They were all sent to their deaths at best. At worst they would find their previous allies turning their blades towards them. Perhaps the ability to completely make people into their obedient soldiers; albeit it was difficult to actually tell what the requirement was to be taken over. Completely unsurprising that the man currently in charge of security worrying when their powerful leader may not come back. Especially with how important strength is in any world. Politics & money can only get you so far if you dont have enough of either to stop people from stealing your source of both. I wasnt sure what the exact power-scape of this new world was like, however, it was safe to say that this poor old man could unexpectedly find himself quite inconvenienced by his boss untimely death. Not that this was in any way my problem But I could potentially make it my problem in order to worm my way into the political landscape of this planet or at least country. Unfortunately he wasnt the only one in the room and the other person wasnt as good at using his imagination as, ironically, the old veteran who should be stuck in his ways. That guard who accosted me at the front gate stood at the side of the captain (as Im going to refer to him) with his arms crossed and a dismissive look on his face. Tsk as if even a world shes said is true; all the other refugees were just going on about a sudden set of explosions so it was likely the crimson flag pirate fleet and this girl is just exaggerating for extra rewards or didnt see the other ships! So Im a liar or an idiot? Tilting my head to look at him while that face of his soon contorted into a punchable smirk nearly reaching Vagen levels of smugness - the good captain clearly wasnt happy with that boy speaking up yet he couldnt see that. Well everyone said it was smokey and started after something crashed into the backstreets so they probably set off a warning shot. The old captain''s face scrunched up, making his wrinkles more obvious, but even I will admit that it was the most rational explanation for what happened. I suppose its most likely to be the red flag pirate fleet from the description you gave of that one ship as there is no way it could be that ship His final words definitely left me as well as the younger guard confused however he didnt elaborate and just shook his head. Those pirates probably just got a ship familiar in appearance while maybe used some kind of rage-inducing drug? Mostly mumbling to himself as he clearly was no longer paying attention to either of us; likely figuring out the different possible solutions he can go about introducing for possible issues. It wasn''t confirmed that the entire retaliation force was dead nevertheless there were going to be some problems whether they were or not. Even just dealing with all the injuries would take a large amount of medical items that could cost an arm & a leg to get - thats if they can get that much in a short time in the first place. That was even before we began to talk about the city reconstruction. I dont suppose you saw the commander before you dealt with those bandits or on your way to the city with that stolen carriage? He asked, which made me think back to just after my training session with that crazy sensei of mine Nope, nada, didnt see anything. He raised a brow at my comment as if he thought I may be compensating for something. Thankfully he didnt say anything about that, simply letting out a sigh, before his eyes regained focus as he leaned forwards with his fingers interlinking atop the table. So what can you tell us about this monster tamer class that can merge with monsters - this may be something we need to send all the way up to the top of the kingdom if its as dangerous as you strongly suggested. I cant reveal too much so I just shrug. From what he was saying they planned to make it so players couldnt get to the city so it feels like they were part of a larger organisation. Youre a player, right? Seeing me nod in affirmation - the wizened captain left out a sigh while beginning to massage his temples with a visible frown growing on his face. They also said that they were purposefully targeting players but who would go after a bunch of players who just came to this world; they wouldnt have anything. I couldnt help grinning at that assertion as it clearly held the reason, in fact, it seems like the only real reason to target players on the road out of a tutorial city. Obviously the captain noticed my smile as he focused his eyes on me once more. There is one reason to target noobs To stop them from growing. *clack* His chair was suddenly catapulted back as the old captain stood up with vigour that one could never expect from a mere elderly security guard in my world. The result of this was the chair slamming right into the groyne of his subordinate, making the boy keel over while groaning, yet even then the old captain didnt pay any attention to him. It was clear he was well aware of just how big this problem could be and I was thankful for that; its nice to work with competent people. I hate to say it, young lady But I think youre right so Im afraid Ill have to cut this meeting short since there is a problem that needs to be reported as soon as possible. With the system well be able to inform you when we have rewards available but for now you can return that carriage to the right owners and Ill even include a letter so that they pay you handsomely for that in addition to the beast of burden. Quickly grabbing a pencil from his shirt pocket as he jotted down a note real quick on the corner of the paper he was filling; tearing it off to putting it in front of me moments before he rushed out the room. Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. Seeing as the other guard was not in any state to escort me out - I decided to just guide myself back out of the southern city-barracks which didnt take too long when you were as amazing as me. There didnt actually seem to be anyone else even in the barracks but I suppose that isnt so surprising considering how they need to make up for the hole left by the group sent to south-city. Plus it seemed like security was mostly split into two groups when it came to this world. You had the internal force that is typically non-lethal in intent and acts more like regular police then external who are more troublesome. They are the guys youd see atop the wall or outside preventing break-ins. Instead of dealing with threats to order they deal with threats to life hence why they wear actual armour despite this world appearing far more modern. More often than not that meant dealing with powerful beasts. Those people I ran in were probably of the same ilk as the old captain I just saw and, truthfully, the division made sense in a world like this. Then again; the only thing that differed from the army in my world was the fact they actively could be seen around in the cities rather than most of their appearances being abroad or in bases isolated from major population hubs. Though my silver knights could solve all of this. Soon enough I arrived at where the wagon was stationed - fortunately they had brought it inside the city so I wouldnt need to figure that out. I doubt theyd open the gates for any random woman. Jumping up onto the carriage was easy enough and, even while shivering, that beast was kind enough to stay still so as to not shake me as I pulled open that note to read it. Sadly I was sure that the beast wouldnt be smart enough to follow the instructions left by the ol captain which left me with some problems in how to get there. I suppose I coil- You appear to be lost. Abruptly a feminine voice - so void of any emotion that I almost believed it to belong to some kind of advanced android - cut through my pondering. The voice itself was filled with dignity I could only admire as a princess while containing a majesty that may have even eclipsed the German emperor. Turning my gaze to the source I saw a woman with very vividly blue hair that didnt go past her shoulders and a matching eye that almost made me shudder due to the weight it bore. Singular because her over eye was covered by a large black patch which hid a good portion of that side of her face. Almost like that old musical about some ghost Ill admit I was more focused on the strawberry sunday when we saw it. The rest of her clothes were something akin to what a butler may wear; even down to the black tailcoat as well as a waistcoat adorned with vertical black & grey stripes. Although some may mistake it for sexy cosplay with how one hand was adorned with a glove. She had a body that didnt lose to my own although I was far shorter so some may say hers looked more natural than I did. An interesting note was that her blue tie had a cross with two horizontal lines (the highest one shorter than the latter line) emblazoned in golden threads. It was a symbol that I swear I should remember but it completely went over my head. No doubt a symbol for whatever faction she was a part of. Despite that I could never make the mistake of thinking of her as a servant - if our emperor held the aura that befitted his station then this woman was a god empress! Plus she was hot! I found myself with enough free time to run something akin to a babysitting operation, not too dissimilar to the adventurers guild as we are connected, but also more exclusive in our associates. If you would be so inclined I would like to invite you to join us. She said like a badass that I was totally not fangirling over. Moving her gloved hand to flick away some hair as she finished her sentence. Fortunately my years of public relations allowed for me to masterfully not swoon over the very very very very hot dommy mommy that stood in front of me. What exactly will I be expected to do in this organisation of yours and what exactly are the perks youre offering? Nice save Armour-Cordis Porshi. But damn Those child bearing hips really looked great in a pair of suit pants Her brow raised a little yet her perfectly plump lips, painted blue to match her hair, remained in the same taught expressionless form which made it hard to judge her feelings. I hope I didnt make her angry as that would make me sad rather than get me in her be- help us come together as allies. Smooth like butter. A worthy question to ask; as mentioned we babysit which means cleaning up the messes left by a certain group of individuals who are powerful but not too numerous. In order to do that I have an information network second to only one yet I also have connections to the only person who could beat me in this aspect so there are no issues. You need something and I will get it for you. I was just about to agree she moved her finger like lightning - pressing it on my lips to silence me. You can find me after you finish this little charade you find yourself a part of as we dont leave things half finished unless our name is Navy. That was Oddly specific. But where can I fi- I didnt even get to finish my sentence as she moved her finger up to tap me on the forehead as a bunch of information filled my head. Despite that, compared to even the system, I could tell the care that went into this transfer as there was absolutely no lingering trauma to speak of. No headache and certainly no need to take time comprehending what she sent. Thank You? My words hung in empty air as she was no longer in front of me despite it only taking a brief moment for me to consolidate the information packet she sent. Nothing but a map of the city with two spots marked off. Now I was no longer that interested in some merchants place. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Standing in front of what was best called a glorified castle with people busily bustling back & forth I couldnt help lamenting out loud. More impressive than I thought but thisll only mean it takes longer to go find her! Sadly my moaning didnt have the ability to fix with sucky reality. Yet. Chapter 055: Waste No Time It took quite a while to arrive at the merchant''s place. Usually a lot of businesses remained at the busy gate in order to target wandering travellers (such as adventurers, mercenaries, vacationists or even their fellow merchants) due to it being profitable. A regular person may buy one utility knife, for example, then keep it for when they need it while those travelling with actively use said knife resulting in them constantly needing a replacement. One didnt need to be a genius to see how profitable such a market could be. A lot of businesses were set up in front of the gates in order to cater to those sorts. Meanwhile, the place I ended up parking the wagon in front of - based on the information that femme fatale gave me as well as the matching motif - was closer to the wealthy residential area. Certainly not your average place. Certainly looks impressive enough; could be useful to make a connection with the owner of this place even if he ends up just being a branch manager. Speaking to myself as I half-heartedly guided those strange beasts down the road. No one foolish enough to not make way for the massive monster who were guiding a finely furnished coach. It also seemed to be far better maintained than many of the buildings that I went past on my way towards here; the building accommodating a lot of various types of people but none of them looking Poor. The building itself was host to more glass than I thought they could ever manage to deliver to one location when recalling that breakable goods were still quite likely difficult to deliver in one piece. Yet, once I hopped down from the carriage to enter, I was met with something akin to a high end shopping mall filled with all sorts of inherently risky things to ship from city to city. A ton of glass structures, pottery and a whole lot of delicate ornamental pieces. There was even a exotic foods section according to the guide board at the front. Even if this world appeared to be akin to our own 21st century - there was still a big elephant in the room that had to be considered when discussing city to city travel. Monsters. They didnt care if you were just planning to repair a road or wipe out their enemies; monsters saw these squishy humanoids as a chance to grow stronger since mortals naturally give more Xp to them. An alluring prospect that most likely would never be able to resist. It wasnt because they were drawn to being powerful but because they needed to be powerful to defend themselves. The easiest way for them to achieve that would obviously be to wipe out any humans that they happen across which is why it often seems like monsters have it out for mortals. Although, technically, killing a dragon or even a high level monster would likely give far experience They were also far harder to kill than random malnourished peasant number five. Think just because youre carrying glass that theyll reconsider? Sure, adventurer guild was literally allowed in every territory in order to take care of monsters, there were certainly solutions yet the costs were certainly not cheap. Something many people dont realise in business is that you dont plan around success if you want to succeed. There is no hoping for the best but instead preparing for the worst to occur. That is why so many people find themselves with their pants down and cuffs around their wrists; simpletons simply never expect to be caught. True professionals acknowledge that it can happen and so create backup plans in case failure occurs rather than pocketing all the extra profit as bonus. Usually this just translated to playing the public (often by genuinely doing good while subtly guiding their eye) however that becomes more stringent when it comes to something like this. To ensure that there are no accidents youd need to hire top-tier adventurers and that is just to deal with monsters without mentioning the chance of more Organised opponents. That alone is enough to make some businesses go under without a single chance to turn a profit. Plus you also had to retrofit the wagons to help cushion the merchandise rather than just hoping that the roads werent complete shit. Thankfully I wasnt stopped from heading inside. Though it shouldnt be surprising that the staff here were professionals who knew how to judge whether someone belonged or not. It wasnt a simple matter of what I wore nor how I spoke; no matter who liked it, at the end of the day, I was rich. This tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. This wasnt the case of me sneaking inside in order to talk to the person in charge - I was simply in my element when it came to these kinds of places. As stupid as she was (which was really) me and that sister of mine regularly visited these kinds of places since the time we could walk. Even if I regularly refused to spend any money- That god really was right about my sinful nature Well, not like theres much I can do about it~! Promptly deciding to not worry about any of that nonsense as I soon reached what seemed like a completely ancient elevator. Literally just looked like a metal box with no sort of gravity or repulsion tech attached to it. I wasnt sure how much I trusted it (I wouldnt be surprised if it genuinely used a pulley system) yet I still decided to press the button for the top floor. Of course I wasnt alone however all of us were people of class so we did little more than glance at each other with a short nod. Keeping to ourselves as we waited for the elevator doors to close. Something they did soon enough and began to take off with an almost unnoticeable jolting as the metal compartment was lifted upwards in its shaft. There was some novelty in such a low-tech civilisation although the constant jostling of the lift did suggest that I was indeed right about that pulley. Hopefully it wouldnt break since I didnt want to take the effort of using the no-doubt bustling stairs. Plus, even if it did break, I was sure that Id survive. Not so much these other rich people. Thankfully it was quick enough despite the inferior tech - even if the bar was spectacularly low on account of their only being three total floors. This place really was backwards. I literally had houses with more floors than this mall even if there were technically higher ceilings per each of the floors. From there it didnt take me very long to reach the office of the head of this place; there was a girl dressed in a simple black suit in front the door along with a secretary at a desk beside said door. The guard obviously kept her gaze following me but I didnt matter as the male secretary turned up towards me from his documents with a smile. Hello miss - how can I help you? Yes, I just got into the city from the port city and happened upon a stolen carriage, who I assume was the captain of the gate guard told me I could notify as well as get my reward here. Offering my classic smile which seemed to have stunned the pair. Taking a moment before he nodded along. I am pretty sure that my charm (if the system kept track of) would be in the thousands at least~! Without needing him to speak up I took the note that the old guard captain gave to me - the secretary quickly glanced just enough to see the signature as he nodded & held it out to me. Turning toward the security to order them. Let her in to see mr.Green. The security didnt make any visible complaint as they knocked on the door only to hear a come in leading to them opening the door for me to enter. Having no reason to refuse I of course walked in to see a surprisingly simplistic office with an aesthetically matching man. There was nothing expressly expensive in this office (unless they hadnt invented the printing press to mass-produce books) but it was quality. Even the man sat at the desk in front of the window, looking like every stereotypical office ever, looked like your average white guy. Brown hair in that typical swoop with matching hazel eyes. Neither fat nor thin and especially not spectacularly muscular; if you saw him on a street you would never take note of him. What can I do to help you, today? His brow visibly rose upon seeing me; clearly confused as I noticed him lingering on my facial marks but not doing any inadvertently creepy so I didnt mind. It was rare to have face tattoos in my world let alone this one. I just smiled while handing over the note and letting him read which was precisely what he did. From there it was simple and within the new 20 minutes I was guiding him out of the office. Chapter 056: Making Friends Obviously (if I wasnt stopped when going in by myself) nobody bothered us as we headed out of the building towards the parking lot. The only interaction was a knowing nod from the security located at various points on our walk with them seemingly not bothering to follow. Strange since I expected at least one to act as an escort but I suppose it wasnt as if we were stepping off the property. Plus it would be a little silly to leave his office unprotected. Either way we soon found ourselves outside and under the last few hours of sun that the day had left to give before it fell to the darkness of night. I simply pointed towards the carriage as mr.Green headed over to begin inspecting it. Even if he was not a craftsmen; he had worked with carriages all his life. What sort of merchant wouldnt be able to notice something wrong with a vessel they own? Even I could deconstruct one of my surface to space missiles so obviously he should be able to do something similar with a far more rudimentary mode of transport. Some may think missiles arent a mode of transport but I simply call those sorts of cowards who are afraid of a little bit of adventure. Other than my stealth jet - missiles are my most common mode of air transport. There is nothing quite as efficient when it comes to getting behind enemy lines without any kind of suspicion that they have been invaded in the first place. Nobody ever expects you to be hiding inside one of the missiles that appear to have missed their target; get them every single time! Especially if I just tank the explosion instead of relying on any sort of especially high-tech method to prevent myself from getting hurt. The heat is annoying but hardly that dangerous I do apparently have Phenex blood. I mean have you heard my theme song in this game; that shit is straight up badass and constantly keeps talking about fire. Cant be more on the nose than that. Kinda want to get into another fight just so I can hear my song blaring as I proceed to kick some ass like the badass I always knew I was. There was also that part about feeling as if Im coming undone but I am chosing to tactically ignore that in favour of all the cool lines. Huh Seems like they didnt put much effort into maintaining the axles so at best itll need an oiling & scrub down hut at worst a full overhaul if there are any fractures due to loss of integrity. Letting out a sight as he squatted down while turning essentially his entire body, while dripping the underside, so that he could catch a glimpse of the underside. Sadly I knew from experience that such an overhaul on the inner workings can be quite costly yet a lot more money had gone into the appearance in this case. Plus with the level of engineering visible it shouldnt be that hard to replace a metal bar that is made to spin. Wheels are probably best to just replace them with something new but that isnt a problem as were always doing that anyway. He said while standing up, placing an arm across his back as he stretched with a satisfying *crack* which likely came from hours of office work, before rubbing a symbol a little caked in dirt. Soon a glimmering symbol similar to what adorned the building behind us became clear. What was also obvious was that there was a number hidden on the underside. A serial number? I asked - somewhat curious if the standards were similar to my line of work. A serial number is something we assign to a batch of products in order to help us keep track of each one of them and is especially helpful when you need to track down who bought what. Allows us to easily notice dupes (even down to every bullet) by having an inhouse system for assigning them while also letting us see which weapon was part of what batch in case of manufacturing errors. Not that I allowed for errors. Its also a requirement by international law so its nice and easy to find anyone letting weapons trickle down to certain groups of undesirables. Of course only fools play by rules 100% of the time. You dont win by playing fair and its easy enough to break the rules in your favour once you know how theyre enforced. For his part the mercantile branch head momentarily paused at my question - seemingly confused at how I knew something like that - but quickly recovered. Showing a level of professionalism I could certainly appreciate even if we ran a completely different business; they were just a middle man while we were a manufacturer as well as military contractor. Indeed, proves this is one of ours, but how do you know about something like that? Quite common in my world but Im also quite well acquainted since I run a little weapons manufacturing business back home; in fact this is a piece I personally designed. Removing my revolver from my holster to proudly display to the merchant (with safety on). Making sure he knew how great I was. At such a young age? His eyes widening showing the shock he no doubt felt; my pride nourished up as his eyes actually glimmered in astonishment. Not for a sake doubting me as I had already told some far taller tales that he could easily confirm if he wanted. Well we can leave pleasantries for later Honestly this is in as good a shape as I could have hoped after coming into possession by a group of bandits The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.Turning his attention towards the cammare (steroid camel) that had been leading the carriage all of this time; although it strangely didnt seem very jazzed at the thought of staying with me. Wonder why? This cammare is honestly the real prize since I can easily sell it off for, off the top of my head, maybe 124 KG even without a particular buyer in mind. Tapping his chin as I merely raised a brow as the high price made sense - monster-beasts were an expensive commodity as it required a lot of care to raise them so that they were obedient. It was also useful to know that G, or Gold Coins, was still the currency of the game. Their worth being approximately similar to that of a good old German mark. Im thinking 110,000 Gold for both the carriage and beast; a new carriage would only cost like 1K but the time as well as profit that could have been gained should put this as admittedly great for us. At least he was honest about his nickeling and dimeing. Obviously realising that from my background I wasnt going to get tricked by the well it only costs x brand new argument. A business like this would likely easily bring more than 1K per-sale while a carriage like this could easily hold more than 10 per trip. Meanwhile a brand new carriage could take upwards of a year to build depending on what the market for materials and wait lists look like. Even in the unlikely case that the trip takes half a year, without accounting for incident or costs, it is easy to see the profit. Well its not like thats an amount of money that really bothers either of us so lets just consider this the beginning of a new friendship? Gracing him with a smile that he returned in kind as I sheathed my gun in favour of offering a hand. A hand he readily accepted as we found ourselves at an agreement. Taking no time to pull what I can only think of as a cheque book out of his inner pocket; quickly jotting down some figures before ripping it out. In turn I quickly placed it in my inventory which shocked him for a moment, a glimmer of what I can only call a merchant''s instincts in his eye, as he quickly covered himself with a mask that few other than me could notice. Of course I noticed and that was why I revealed my inventory like this. So what will you be doing after this, a player like you must be rather busy whether here or back in your world of origin. There we go. The question I was waiting for since we first met up; connections are the number one way to quickly gain power after all. Ill be going to a place called Checking the note that I received from that very kind (and hot) blue haired woman to see the name of the establishment. God Hunters since I was invited to join their little club by someone. Now his reaction was finally something I didnt expect. Mr. mr.Green suddenly went pale, stumbling backwards in bafflement, struggling to find any words which resulted in him just flapping his gums for a few seconds until he adjusted his tie which was a common nervous tick in business. I-I didnt expect to be helped by someone of such high esteem as you; obviously your always welcome to ask for any help in the future! Suddenly becoming the submissive in this game of words as he whipped out a card covered in his credentials which was a clear sign. A security seemed to have noticed his nervous disposition but he didnt even get a chance to speak up as this rich merchant shoed the security away. Returning a happy smile to me while presenting the card with his body noticeably bowing toward me in a sign of respect. Making it obvious Id need to hasten my visit to that place. Thank you for your hospitality and I hope for a long relationship. Taking the card while not falling into the pithole that power often creates for people like me. We all have egos but its those who succeed in hiding it the longest that become the most popular. Time to visit my new friend Maybe with benefits? I hope its with benefits. Walking through the streets, as compared to getting a free ride, allowed me to finally take in how busy this city was. It certainly couldnt compare to what I remembered from the undercity in my previous life - a term often used for the ground level of the mega-cities which had walkways acting like a new floor for those of higher and higher status. Often being at least 5 that had restrictions on access That the wealthy could obviously just ignore. There also was far less trash here than in the under cities - those from upper levels having no issues throwing stuff down below to the point entire building entrances could be blocked by trash. Compared to that this place was far closer to Heildeburg. An interesting mix of ancient and modern design (even if the modern was significantly behind my world) with new street lights every few feet. It was Refreshing. Still, I soon reached my destination. It appeared to be a bar - far less openly extravagant than the merchant company of mr.Green - but managed to also appear far more dignified. A sleek black aesthetic with a metallic azure inlining which wasnt noticeable yet also never too in your face. Above the door that was guarded by a knight with a skull-akin helm was a simple name on an aged but incredible well maintained plaque. God Hunter Saloon. Chapter 057: God Hunters Saloon I was finally at the place, I assume at least, but I have got to admit that the terrifying female knight at the front door is maybe not the best when it comes to attracting business? Even I didn''t want to enter! Both their hands were wrapped around the handle of a lance that they had firmly planted on the carpet adorned pavement. Landing right between their equally armoured feet as they stood there without so much as curiously turning their head a little. At their waist were even two more weapons, what looked like sheaths fit for a rather long sword as well as a knife, though strangely the sword had a flat tip. For a while I just twiddled my hands with a totally not nervous look on my face as I considered what I should do to get in. Looking around to see if there was maybe another entrance - specifically one which didnt have such a scary looking bouncer. Sadly that appeared to, evidently, be a pointless endeavour.hide behind honest feedback. Instead hiding behind some fancy language that tells me a lot of nothing. ???????????????????????????????????? << Woman Up >> ???????????????????????????????????? Yeah I will Just give me a minute. I mumbled silently to my ever helpful personal system; always willing to tell me the most obvious things like I didnt already know them. All the while refusing to go in depth on far more enticing or important topics. No doubt teasing it with all the smugness a monotone robot voice can manage. What I hated most was how right they were - looking at the eerily still figure made me subconsciously wonder if maybe they were just a statue. Staring a little more at the knightess who indeed didnt move a single inch. Something that was slowly starting to convince me that I was an idiot since there was no way they wouldnt twitch even a little bit if they were alive. Finally reassured that it was merely a prop, taking a deep breath, I finally moved toward the door in order to pass by the clearly ornamental armour- State your business. An authoritative female voice was twisted by a metallic helm to become something far more fearsome than anyone could prepare themselves for. More terrifying still was that the colossal metal lance (that was previously pointed between their feet) was now being held in one hand as it barred me from entering the place. In fact it was a little uncomfortable as it pressed against my chest yet I also wasnt exactly willing to move an inch in case they took that as a sign of aggression. Part of me thought about sneakily whipping out my six-shooter yet I am at least self aware enough to realise that I may not have the firepower needed to puncture through that armour. This was not the world of earth but a place with metals that I had never heard before. Certainly the faintly metal one was something I couldnt place which would have made me excited to study any other time. Nervously gulping I decide its best just to be honest while making no sudden movements. At first I thought about taking out the note so that I could prove my words But then I realised that the note wasnt from that woman but the captain so all I could do was hope for the best. I was invited to meet someone here. The knightess eyes couldnt be seen through the helm yet I suddenly felt as if her eyes had finally turned to me which resulted in a pressure that I could only compare to my teacher & their friend. A friend that I have never seen nor will ever interact with. It felt like the knightess could see through every inch of my body as the non-existent blood in my body boiled under their studious gaze. You may enter, my honoured lady. Shockingly the knightess was actually rather respectful toward me, a realisation that brought embarrassment, making me think that I maybe should have just spoken up. They didnt just step aside but turned their lance into their body as they moved in such a smooth fashion that it seemed natural that the door was in their hand & pulled open for me to enter. I was somewhat bewildered, nevertheless I was more than used to controlling myself. Stepping inside the building to find a constant hum of elegant music filling the room - although it still had that basey quality that was expected in a place where you drink alcohol away from prying eyes. And away from prying eyes was most certainly what this place was. This was in no way a dingy seedy bar but a proper high-class establishment with even the iconic stench of alcohol not being present. There also werent the sticky floors from constant spillages. Instead it was a dim yet respectful operation that had one main open bar with many semi-closed compartments for more discrete customers to rest or discuss among each other. Though the source of the music wasnt discrete; literally just being an ancient looking radio sat upon the counter. Having a sleek black marble look that was finished with sleek azure accents that gave it a wealthy but not gaudy feel. There were a few tables littered about however it was obvious that most of the business was occurring outside of the public place. Of course there were still quite a few people wandering about the place with all of them wearing what can be considered upper-class apparel. Though I could also tell that some of them were more here for the buying & selling of information based on how their eyes followed me. Similarly to what I imagine is in the adventurers guild; there is actually a mission board placed on the right wall even if it could be summarised as an organised cork board with paper hanging off it. I didnt want to focus on that too much, for now, though. As I didnt want to keep my host waiting for me any longer. Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions. I didnt even need to ask around nor look very hard to find the woman who invited me - mostly because she was at the open bar with an empty glass in one hand & a cleaning cloth in the other. She was cleaning the glass but it was hard to see her as a mere bartender despite that fact. Between her teeth she even had a tooth pick which she skillfully flicked about along her ever so alluringly full lips. Her singular eye was instantly locked onto me as soon as I walked in. It was with such accuracy that it almost felt like she actually may have been following me through the wall itself. Howbeit; I wasnt truly crazy enough to truthfully believe something like that. Regardless, I decided it wasnt in my nature to leave a beautiful woman waiting so I promptly approached the bar without minding any of those around. My outfit wasnt too far away from what could exist in a time period like this yet I could tell from lingering stares that the amount of skin was At least something that made it hard to not stare (apparently). Sitting in front of the woman who didnt immediately speak - leaving a surprisingly comfortable silence as suddenly nobody was talking about my ass. Something I hadnt even managed to achieve in my real world let alone this world of fantasy & no clear identity for myself. What even is the age of consumption in the world or country you herald from? My brow rose at her acknowledging me to be a player yet I didnt even get a chance to answer. Well I suppose it doesnt matter for someone like you. She said in that same monotone voice that I should have been expecting. Her voice followed along with the same exact fashion that she had spoke when she first came over to invite me. Wasting no time as she quickly fixed up a simple drink of rum & some lemonade; strangely it was a green can that I instantly recognised. Although I couldnt help furrow my brow as I wondered if she had chosen it based on the name and the relation it has to my own race. Is the age of legal drinking in public not 21 like in America? Im above the laws of mere mortals. She snorted as she placed the drink in front of me before leaning back against the small wooden walls that separated one shelf from another. Showing absolutely no worry that she may accidentally knock one of the countless expensive bottles off as she crossed her arms under that wonderfully bountiful chest that made me gulp. Both pushing her massive mammaries up to take some tension out her shoulders while also making them far more prominent for those of us who like to admire the fairer sex. I didnt know if she knew that I was staring but, considering how perceptive she had shown herself to be, I had a strong feeling she knew exactly what I was looking at. Especially when she seemed to push them up that little bit more. I believe it is time to talk. Huh? I acknowledge you know little about this job so let me ask you an important question Have you seen anything particularly unnatural on your way here? Tilting her head which caused her vivid blue hair to fall aside slightly; previously it covered her eyepatch but now it reminded me that she indeed was lacking an eye just like me. Either way, her question made me think for a second. -=-=-=-=-=-=--==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- <3rd PoV> Roaming through the backstreets of the port city; all around there were people with vibrant purple energy dying their eyes as they looked around for anyone who was unlike them. It didnt matter if they were previously a neighbour, a brother or a parent They would mercilessly drag them out their hiding place and the hidden hunter had no care about what happened to them after that. Strangely it seemed that children were completely left unharmed, however there was also the obvious question of what would happen to those children after those controlled people finish their task. -=-=-=-=-=-=--==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The sound of bells rang as the only thing she managed to see, before being consumed by darkness, was piercing violet eyes. -=-=-=-=-=-=--==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dodging water was surprisingly difficult (on account of it being both transparent & affecting the light that travelled through it through the various fraction family of phenomenon). Still the girl tried her best to snake-like streams of water that constantly curled around her. Leaving very little room to work. In the distance the little goddess just laughed while clapping her hands - it was almost cute if not for her essentially bullying the taller girl. The latter was slowly managing to dodge more as time went on yet it was hard to say that she was dodging everything that came at her. She was most definitely dripping wet. -=-=-=-=-=-=--==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The howling of the world was joined with the bloody figure of a malevolent beast holding the severed head of a once powerful man. Like all things in the universe; his life had to come to an end and it was this monster that delivered it to him. In all regards, the end did not care for the consequences, it simply did as it was supposed to. It ended things. -=-=-=-=-=-=--==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Nope. ... I suppose thats the smart answer. The blue haired woman said as she watched me take a sip from the drink she offered; I didnt really drink alcohol but I felt like I understood a lot about its use now. Chapter 058: Learning About The Changes Things have gotten far more Complicated. Her words caused me to raise a brow while enjoying the slight yet refreshing kick the wonderfully sweet alcoholic beverage provided myself. Something I had a feeling would become greatly helpful for whatever this blue haired queen was going to tell me. For the most part she seemed unbothered; knocking her lollypop around her mouth with it occasionally clacking against her perfectly white teeth. She even brought out a nail file (from seemingly nowhere) to begin grinding down the nails on her un-gloved hand. I suppose you wouldnt know but this world was supposed to be set at a steel-production level of technology with them only barely figuring out hygiene. Shaking her head a little as her eye focused completely on her nail - bringing her hand up to the dim lights above to check the progress she was making. Her words, however, did not make me feel as calm as her tone. A cold sweat forming down by back despite having a significant lack of sweat glands to produce such waste. Apparently the memory of my nervous reactions in front of my mama allowed such sensations to cross over. Itd be interesting if it wasnt terrifying. Instead we find ourselves in a stage - as you have no doubt released on your trip through the city as well as your last city - closer to what one would expect from the digital era. Of course magic has made things a little bit messy with what they can do and cant. Once again bringing her hand down to work the nail file to precisely make her hand as beautiful as every other part of her. The sight of that suit around breasts that are definitely as large if not larger than mine was one that I think could stop all violence in the world. I couldnt help imagine what the peaks of those mountains would look like - were they large or small? Were they an innocent pink or a mature brown If she had a baby Id be jealous of the baby. Looking up from her bosom I saw that azure eye sparked with blue lightning; that was not a metaphor but lightning literally escaped from her slimmed pupil. Feeling as if I was meeting the eye of the ruler of this as well as every other world. Now that you seem to be done admiring my massive mammas; perhaps we can resume our talk? Her face nor tone changed however it was very obvious she was having fun as she actually moved her palms under her chest. Quite literally pushing them up only to let them fall. Clearly having fun teasing me which brought an embarrassed blush to my face Didnt mean I didnt enjoy the view, though. ???????????????????????????????????? << So {User}.[Armor-Cordis] Desires A Dommy Mommy With A British Accent To Bend Her Over & Give Her A Heavy Spanking >> << {User}.[Armor-Cordis] Has Been A Very Bad Girl It Seems >> ???????????????????????????????????? Im not ashamed to admit my attraction; if she asked me to present my fat black ass I wouldnt be happier if I was presented with a cake! ???????????????????????????????????? << What If She Presented Her Cake & Told {User}.[Armor-Cordis] To Eat? >> ???????????????????????????????????? Public humiliation is a kink because people as beautiful as her exist! ???????????????????????????????????? << What About Jesse Harper? >> ???????????????????????????????????? System Watch yourself. You are allowing the blood of Stratos to show. I didnt even understand what she was saying as I suddenly found something hard and sweet resting on my tongue. It was already sticky with whatever fluid covering it being filled with the same strawberry & cream that the hard object gave me. My eye refocused only to see the blue haired business owner leaning one arm on the counter (those breasts of hers spilling across the surface in an amazing show) with her eye meeting my own. She was already taller than me by quite a noticeable amount so my eyes were on level with her plump, faintly sticky lips that never changed expression. It took me a second to realise she lacked the lollipop from earlier. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source.Looking down revealed that her other hand was outstretched towards my own lips - at the end was the stick of the lollipop that managed to expertly thread through my lips without touching them. An impressive show of skill, for sure, yet the implications cause me to freeze. I couldnt help savour the new taste. A perverted girl like you must enjoy the taste, hm? At least she raised an eyebrow as she brought her hand from the stick to instead rub the spittel from my bottom lip with her thumb. That hot but snow-like digit sinking into my own voluptuous lips. If I wasnt wet before I definitely was now as she brought that thumb to her own lips where shed seductively lick my spit from it, And, yes, yes I indeed enjoyed the taste. Now that I have your full attention The knowledge of magic as well as intent meant that there was less of an importance placed on weapons of mass destruction; it makes sense since the cost to develop weapons to a level of usage would be pointless. This is why you see most civilisations either going down the magical or technology route. Her speech was actually quite interesting as well as telling. Hard to not see that it made a lot of sense which only made her more attractive in my beautiful bubblegum pink eye. She didnt wait for my input before continuing.It is only feasible that theyd develop the other methods if they got very lucky and had the two intermingle in the early stages of development. Otherwise its highly likely that one will become the ruling class while the other becomes a marginalised group at the mercy & ridicule of the other. Like in the world you came from. Finalling pausing as she leaned in close, so that our noses were barely inches apart and I could feel the strangely intense heat that came from her body, her eyes meeting mine. I was a little thankful that the fist didnt take out my other eye as that would make this quite awkward. She wasnt nearly as caring as she seemed to study me for a moment as she thought about what to say. Due to some reason or another; this world gained a lot of time to develop yet it was also in a kind of paradox where time moved on but also it didnt. This led to their science actually developing if completely focused on infrastructure while also getting the attention of a rather troublesome group Leaning back so that she was resting against the bottle rack again. It just so happens that your bloodline essentially already puts you in place to be something akin to being a God Hunter and I reckon youve already been hard at work at that. What we do is deal with the source of problems while adventurers deal with the problems; this can be more dangerous nevertheless I make sure my girls are rewarded well. Ah~ so you call yourselves the God Hunters because you fight against people who think of themselves as gods if not above them~! It was clearly double handed but made a lot of sense. Also certainly fit the appearance of a no shit dommy mommy with a pension for seducing poor little girls like me. ???????????????????????????????????? << {User}.[Armor-Cordis] Should Get Over Herself >> ???????????????????????????????????? Still Her spit is making me so hot and bothered as it certainly felt hotter than any other girls; isnt this a very very very lewd second hand kiss? At least at your level. Her answer quickly broke me out of revelry over the wonderful gift she had previously granted to me. It was a concerning answer that I promptly chose to ignore for the sake of my own sanity - something that was quickly dwindling since I came into this game. Although any worries I had vanished when she began to unbutton her shirt to allow me a glance at the flesh that was previously hidden. That cleavage was just as impressive as I thought it was. We wont be able to train you in any particular techniques since you chose to come under a rather interesting master; however I can have my little sister help you with your proficiency. I- I almost agreed with just the flirtatious cliver of her divine tits yet I quickly shook my head with a serious look on my face. Weapons training is the last thing I need to do as I have already spent over ten years learning the ins and outs of my weapon. Its your loss.. Just shaking her head with no intentions to reproach me nor close the gates to heaven that she previously loosened - for that I can only thank my nameless master. Speaking of that elusive master of yours, though, it certainly has been awhile since you showed yourself around me. That left me confused as I decided to look around only to see nothing Until glass-like cracks appeared in midair (making me wonder if there was actually a glass wall) only to spot a familiar smile barely visible through the growing fractures. Moments later it erupted to have the nameless god standing right in the middle of the bar to the shock of many there. Tension filled the entire room as many skull-helmet knights strutted out from the shadows yet that was stopped by the raised hand of the azure haired beauty. Her eyes now focused on the very short stack who taught me everything I know about dancing. As expected from you ehehehe~! Clapping her hands at being found. Hard not to notice when youre right in front of me. So she said while pouring yet another rum Except this time she didnt bother mixing anything and just straight up poured a full glass of the powerful alcohol which she just left beside me. The little goddess suddenly appeared on the seat beside me where shed happily take the glass and gulp the entirety of the contents. I couldnt help wondering where she even fit all that liquid Maybe her tits? Now, while the adults are talking, you were supposed to unlock the communication functions of the system after going through the tutorial yet this empty headed dictator forgot to activate it. Surprisingly the goddess just lightly rapped her head with a stuck out tongue & a teehee which made me kinda want to pick her up then throw her. Fortunately my self preservation prevented me from doing that. The blue haired girl tapped my forehead which then reminded me I WAS SUPPOSED TO MEET UP WITH MY FAMILY! Chapter 059: The First Family Meeting The beautiful blue owner of this place didnt seem to care much about my brewing anxiety as she lazily waved her free hand toward one of the off-side rooms. You can go deal with your brewing dumpster fire while I see what this idiot has been up to. I couldnt exactly refute when I saw the red 99+ notification bubble flashing atop a mail symbol in the corner of my vision. It wasnt exactly intrusive so I likely would choose to ignore it in favour of the beautiful pair by me (even if one of them were too crazy to consider)... Yet I dont think that even a god would dare ignore a notification from their mother. As such I promptly decided to accept her generous offering - quickly running off to head into one of the curtained off rooms that was currently open. Pulling the curtain closed as I opened up the brand new system to see what new functions had been opened to me. Sure enough, just like everything this new system provided me, there was no way that Id be left wanting. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Congratulations! You Have Unlocked: In-Game Forums News Tab Friend Feature Private Messages Private Voice & Video Chat Guild Services The Group Based Alternatives For The Messaging There may even be more things possible but, just like other things in this wonderful world, it will be up to you to discover what is truly possible! dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Wow this system really doesnt disappoint~! I couldnt help exclaim my wonderment as to how useful this system could be; certainly it is more useful than some other system that I know. ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[B.I.T.C.H] Suggests {user}.[Armor-Cordis] Leans {skill}.[Shut The Fuck Up] As They Clearly Dont Know What They Are Talking About >> << Game System Only Provides Stuff That Can Be Acquired With An Internet Connection >> ???????????????????????????????????? Well, yea, but the difference is that it is only devices manufactured by myself that have the ability to connect with the internet while in the game. As much as you no doubt hate it You cant compare the stuff personally made by me to the rest of the trash on the market~. My genius is truly unmatched when it comes to software development - although that could be said for anything I chose to touch. With the big B being silent; I decided to take my free time to let my eyes- eye wander around the room to see exactly what I was working with. Overall the design was as simple as could be - although it seemed far bigger than the outside appearance suggested the space would be - with just a set of seats and a table. The chairs were actually a muted violet with red seams which certainly let them pop out yet not enough to clash with the decor. Meanwhile the table itself (given a fair amount of space away from the chairs that circled around it in an open short-curve oval) was just a simple dark wooden piece. Upon the walls were, rather uniquely, depictions of various natural disasters painted in a rather diverse array of manners. By far the most preferred seemed to be lightning along with the occasional hurricane and Blackholes? I suppose they are technically natural disasters. One even involved a blackhole slurping up other storms in a traditionally Asian style. An oddly beautiful display.. ???????????????????????????????????? << {user}.[Armor-Cordis] Should Stop Stalling >> ???????????????????????????????????? I hate this system of mine. Looking toward the flashing 99+ made me slightly hesitant yet I also knew that I needed to eventually broach the changes that had occurred. Biggest of those being that I had assured them of what this planet would look like but ended up arriving at something completely different. Well Not completely different however I hadnt ever failed in this life so how do I admit that I failed at the most important thing! This isnt an oops I accidentally misplaced a report but a massive oops I fucked up and a lot of information I assured you may be wrong which resulted in me losing an eye! You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.Though that doesnt matter I just need to go ahead and get it out of the way; things will only get more problematic the longer I leave this for. So I said while opening up the communication section of the game system with my eyes lingering on the message notification icon for a moment longer. ... Think Ill just open up a video call with them. I already felt enough anxiety without adding guild on top of that. After I accepted the friend requests from my family''s accounts (we obviously already discussed which user names wed be using) I did as decided. The system window soon asked me who I wanted to invite at which point I obviously chose all members of my family. Although it took some time (as well as system nagging me again) before I managed to invite Alexis in as well. Of all the people I wanted to see my fuck up she was most definitely the last - there is no way she wouldnt take advantage of having something to finally hold over me. Such thoughts made me, after sitting down on one of the chairs, unconsciously reach into my inventory. Pulling out a random cigar. With my metallic looking nails actually being metallic; it was easy to cut the end off the thing while my ability with flames had only increased since I came to this world. The name of my unique flame was admittedly way too long however it at least added a nice dash to my birthday cake cigar. An item I needed to calm my nerves as I waited for the other members of Porshi to pick up. I should have brought the rum with me Another unconscious action as I took a long drag from my cigar only to let the picky-white fumes escape from my nostrils. Never expected you to find an appreciation for any form of liquid luck. The sudden voice of daddy caused me to immediately inhale in shock. Even if I didnt have lungs I couldnt help coughing up a storm while taking advantage of a nearby ashtray to flick my own ash aside. It didnt matter if I was expecting them to join when my mind is so scattered. Focusing on the screen showed that my family had indeed arrived with the three normal members sitting in what I imagine is some kind of inn room. The same could not be said for my impatient little sister. Alexis currently had blood spatters upon her face as she ran about in a dark fire-lit cave with a big merry smile upon her lips. Unlike the rest of us, who still wore our modern clothing, she had a leather breastplate while her entire arms were adorned in metal gauntlets that clashed against something on the other side. A rather violent squelch being evidence that it was her fist that won the altercation. Brother silently sighed as he saw our little sister in action; resting her hand on his forehead as yet another meat pop echoed out alongside her laughter. I thought I was adapting well to the changes but if I am a fish in water then she is a water dragon. Seeing that Alexis is Busy. We should just discuss the obvious. Unfortunately my brother brought us to the topic at hand. Why were you completely wrong about the level of technology in this world? Daddys serious voice echoed in my ears as I bit my lips. If they had reached any other level of tech it wouldnt be so bad however they seem to be on the precipice of the radio-digital age with just a push in the right direction likely leading to a development of their own internet. That could mean a lot of profit (that we were preparing to capitalise upon) vanishing depending on what technology they have managed to achieve. It wasnt as if we were in danger of collapsing however it was only right to be angry that I overselled & underprovided.Ive been looking into that which included making contact with some very influential figures; according to them there was an error in the system that caused a temporal distortion Essentially this world has had an extra two hundred or so years to advance. Both my daddy & brother seemed completely unsatisfied while mommy had an awkward look on her face as she didnt know what to say since she was also focusing on the problems. There was complete silence within the video chat - other than from Alexis feed where she was still hard at work gaining levels - surprisingly it was also Alexis who broke the silence. Filled with the same confidence she always carried with her. Why does it even matter since most of the information could still be viable and certainly more useful than the Vagen cunts have! Language But I think cream is right that strawberry indeed couldnt be expected to know this was happening with it being a blessing she even found this out for us. The cream mommy referred to was just her nickname for Alexis as we were a matching set that needed a cute matching nickname which certainly upset us both. Especially when my brother snorted at our apparently similar reaction Personally I still think its silly since they already had the apple thing going on, brother getting the nickname of cider, yet I was never going to say that out loud. I guess thats true. We do need to talk about making promises you cant keep Eep! By the way Did you decide to change your theme to a pirate or something; also why is there a little japanese girl with huge tits and a pirate theme behind you? Alexis finally turned her gaze toward the system screen as she eyed the WAIT THE FUCK IS SENSEI DOING HERE?! Are you doing that lewd stuff again Mother asked but I couldnt reply. I didnt want to worry her any more ???????????????????????????????????? << They Deserve To Know >> ???????????????????????????????????? I know. This is getting interesting ehehehe~! I will also have to figure out how to ignore her. ???????????????????????????????????? << Affirmative >> ???????????????????????????????????? It wasnt pleasant but I had to overcome these pitiful emotions to honestly discuss the possible risks within this new world we plan to conquer. Doing any less would put my family at risk which was something I most definitely cannot allow. The eyepatch Isnt cosplay. ...What. That joke isnt funny! A frown appeared on mommys face as she narrowed her eyes with a clear distaste for my words; In didnt respond making the video chat more tense. Chapter 060: Shadows of the Dark \_ 3rd PoV_/ Within the room of a certain inn; a grown blonde woman sat with her legs crossed and resting against the backrest of her chair. In front of her was the virtual screen that revealed the rest of her small but mighty family however she couldnt smile at what she was hearing. Appearing patient as she heard the story of her oldest daughter yet feeling quite the opposite. Her hands tightly clenched the arm rests, revealing the whites of her knuckles, as she did everything she could to resist losing control of her emotions in front of her children. Long had both herself & husband taught their children the importance of self control. Anger was a poor mans tool they should not use. Rage was an emotion that clouded one''s vision and thus caused incorrect actions to be made. Only with the full vision of the future could her children make the best decisions - her children were too important to make silly mistakes like yelling at their subordinates for failing. Not everyone can be expected to be as perfect as those three, after all. If they saw their mother getting angry it would make for a bad example. She couldnt help looking at her husband''s face which made her smile sardonically at how well that husband of hers could control his anger. He was always better at that stuff which isnt usual considering his status yet the same could also be said for her. Despite my background, he has always been better when it comes to the messy stuff than I have been. Additionally, she wasnt the only one smiling. The room soon enveloped in inky darkness, the only light coming from the system window in front of her, as shadows crawled out from the holes within the wooden boards to swallow the entirety of the large (for this time period) room. Her face only became more visible as the only light shined on her face. From behind her - ripples forming in the ocean of darkness - an eerie large set of fangs appeared with a set of three eyes filled with galaxies painted red from untold levels of bloodshed. That maw curled up into a grin that went far beyond what a person could reasonably be expected to produce. The shadows that made its body trembled as it seemed to peer over the mothers shoulder to watch the invisible screen. Why did that supposed teacher of hers not do anything to help Maybe she needs to be fixed if she finds such pleasure in my sweatiest suffering. Her attention fell on the tiny figure who seemed to be taking great amusement at the awkwardness that was radiating from her eldest daughter. Fortunately she wasnt physically strong or those arm rests would be gone. Grinding her teeth behind her lips that offered a smile to assuage her daughters worries that she would be angry at her for getting hurt. Her thoughts of getting one of her family''s cleaners faded as the shadows that surrounded her began to weave itself together in a beautiful dance of ink. The last thing to be dragged in was the terrifying face which also signalled the room returning to light once again. This all led to what looked like a little black cat appearing on the plump lap of the woman. That surprised her but she soon suppressed it in favour of ruffling the cats fuzzy ears - the cat having certain unique features that made them stand out. First of which were the countless blue lines ingrained in the fur due to various injuries. A bite was taken out of one ear while leaving them with a stubby little tail. What are you doing, Antenata? Asking the cat as if it could understand her. The mystical looking feline ended up rolling on its back to show off its fuzzy little chest as it pawed the womans hand. Just playing with the magic cat had allowed her to forget about her anger however the cat soon developed a grin akin to the one that appeared in the shadows. Seeing that didnt surprise her, however, nor did it shock her when the cat began to speak. Do nyot ny~ink about taking on ny~at lizard nya. Though the cats actual words are what shocked her (at least she was able to understand the cat speak). The cats voice was very sly yet sleepy; as if she had been working for hours but still thought she was smarter than everyone else in the room. Something that was likely true. Still she stopped petting the cat as she thought about the words only for those little paws to drag the hand back over with black claws that appeared metallic. Do I need to worry about anyone when you can just kill them? Asking the adorable cat that lay on her lap while enjoying herself some bellyrubs - that malevolent feline purring at the expert massage from the queen of the Porshi fortune. Well I may~eow be able to fight her if I use my~eow full strength but killing ny~at brat is something only ny~e bastard could do n maybe nyot even he could Stretching out her little body in iconic cat fashion. Plus I ny~at is with my~eow true strength; I likely wouldnt even be able to protect nyou with me~ow having to rely on nyour power~! Hearing that brought a frown to her face. So I cant even protect my children with my current strength. To be fair I do nyot knyow if shes is stronger or weaker ny~an she originally was but I know ny~at even shed likely be on the backfoot against ny~e one who took the eye nyahaha~. Cat seemingly not caring about the negative atmosphere that overcame her humanoid servant of choice. So I need to get stronger Status. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Name: ImWithHandsome (Regina Gatta Porshi) Race: Race: Evil Blessed Racial Rank: Immortal Level: 4 Experience: 90% Status: Stable (Weakened Immune System) This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version.Unique Physique: Abyss Touched Physique Rank: Immortal Divine Pantheon: All Seeing Eye Element Affinity: -Evil {S} Class: Apprentice Warlock {Apprentice} | Level 32 (20%) Job 1: Pending Choice Job 2: Pending Choice Job 3: Pending Choice Equipment [+] Inventory: 002/500 Health: 99% Mana: 99% Vitality: F Strength: D Defence: E Dexterity: D Agility: D Intelligence: S Wisdom: EX Guide - Extra Stat Granted Through C??????????????o??????????????v???????????????e?????????????????????n?????????????a?????????????????????????n?????????????????t????? ???????????????????????W???????????????????i??????????????????t????????????????h?????????????????????? ????????A??????????????b?????????????????????y???????????s?????????????????????s??????????????? & Provinces Enhanced Mana Regeneration As Well As Greatly Increased Efficiency Talents: -C??????????????o??????????????v???????????????e?????????????????????n?????????????a?????????????????????????n?????????????????t????? ???????????????????????W???????????????????i??????????????????t????????????????h?????????????????????? ????????A??????????????b?????????????????????y???????????s?????????????????????s??????????????? {?} [+] -Evoking Evil (SSS) [+] Passive Skills: -Adept Summoning {C} Level 45 (09%) Active Skills: -Intermediant Shadow Extant {D} | Level 1 (05%) [+] Contract: O????????????????n??????????????????????e???????????????????? ???????????????????????W??????h???????????????????????o????????????????????????? ??????D??????????????e??????????????????????v???????????????????????????o?????????????u???????????????????????????r??????????????e????d?????????????????? ???????????????????????????T??????????????h???????????????????e?????????????????????????? ???????????????????V?????????????o???????????????????????i????????????????d?????????????????? {?} Contracts Theme Song Rotation: [+] dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Looking at the levels of her children she knew she was falling behind in level despite having an advantage over two of them. Thankfully the video talk had already closed else her children would have seen a coldness on her face that could make them unable to even recognise her. Will you help me? Nyoull nyever be able to beat ny~at genius but I do nyot mind spoiling nyou; itd be a shame if one of ny~e brats ended up killing nyou nyahaha~! Her supposed contracts smile became all the more menacing as she sunk into the shadows between her thighs. Regina was already used to the chaos that the kitten often brought along with her. Standing up she decided to head out the city so that she could at least help her children protect themselves even if theyd be stronger than her. Plus It helped that she had the cat. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Within one of the many gyms located in Frux; a certain blonde haired boy was lying on his back as he pushed how much he was able to lift with sweat covering his forehead. His muscles screamed at him that he had done enough for the day but what was the point if he didnt push beyond? He always felt like his body just felt wrong so exercise ended up becoming a regular way for him to take his mind away while hopefully doing something to fix that. Additionally he didnt actually just lift weights but learned to fight from someone he couldnt help think of as unbeatable in a fight due to their mastery of more weapons that he knew the names of. That weird nun didnt even care about guns being pointed at them. Though it was definitely unusual how that same monster refused to teach him how to use anything but a sword. As such he ignored the aching of his arms to continue lifting the weights. Unfortunately it seemed that he truly wasnt able to handle any of his muscles visibly trembling under the weight as he saw his life flash before his eyes. Yet before those weights could crash down on him a single hand slid under the bar. Keeping it held there with complete ease while those black metal nails shimmered under the light. Turning to the figure of course revealed the familiar nun-wearing titan who wore the exact same sly smirk that they always had on. For as long as he could remember. That smile had never vanished from the lips - not even when facing gangsters did the nun show anything other than amusement. Surprisingly no snarky lines came out as the actually held a phone to their ear with a slight annoyance being present in their voice. Whoever on the other side must have been impressive. I just visited there for a tinney winnie bit so there is no need to- no, no, I didnt use one of those pods since its a waste of time when I can jus- The sound of the call being disconnected echoed through the gym as the smile remained yet their hands ended up clenching causing the phone to shatter. Meanwhile the weights clattered onto either side of the bench as the metal rod holding them snapped in half. That the nun just took a refreshing breath as if nothing was wrong. Next turning down to the boy under her with that punchable smirk still clearly visible upon those plump lips of hers. Say I dont suppose you have any interest in gaming. As it is, I just so happened to get my hands on some VR Pods in addition to beta keys for a new game~! Somehow the teen boy felt that he couldnt say no. Chapter 061: A Sense(i) of Amusement Finally the call was over. It was decided that we would make the most use out of our time by remaining separated. Gobbling up all the opportunities we can; getting as strong as we could before the obvious influx of players. Of course wed make a guild with it being decided that I would be the guild leader since I have the most public face. There isnt any rush to make the guild yet there was also no need to not do it since itll just require me to go to some public union (adventurers guild, merchant guild, mercenary guild etc.). In fact I may be able to do it within the god hunters saloon? They are very much akin to those if far more professional as an organisation than youd expect from the chaotic adventures. Certainly more suitable for me. ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[B.I.T.C.H] Believes There Is Only One Way To Find Out >> ???????????????????????????????????? Indeed. With those thoughts I turned around, to see that my little draconic teacher was still there (sitting atop the back of the chair), meeting the amused gaze of the nameless god. A clear glimmer of amusement in her eyes as she had her head tilted as if she was looking at something over my shoulder. That was clearly confusing as there was nothing of interest within this room. Unless she was able to see my system window without me sharing it - however that was meant to be impossible - but if it was her. Well there is only one way to find out. So Were you watching my family video call all this time? Eh~! Letting out a shocked voice as if surprised & offended by my accusation; cutely placing her palms on those plump cheeks of hers. How could I possibly spy on my precious little disciple as she talked about such precious matters with her family~! Ah, as expec- I only came in when they started talking about your missing eye tee hee~. Sticking out her tongue while knocking the side of her tilted head. A massive bout of vertigo overwhelmed me as I struggled to comprehend this teeny teacher of mine - is this what they meant about not understanding a genius? I couldnt help letting a defeated sigh escape from my lips. Haha The world really has its ways of making you know how small you are. Still, this was an opportunity I couldnt waste, quickly regaining control over my feelings to look towards the tiny terror who had jumped atop the table to play with the ashtray. Lifting it up into the air without care that the ash from my earlier sugar shot poured all over the table. So how did you manage to look at my system window without me sharing it with you? Obviously I expected her to tell me about some secret technique or some grand conspiracy that would make all this become clear. Instead she shrugged while playing with the ashtray by spinning it around her fingers. Dunoh, just gotta be better than the system, you can probably do it as well if you tried to Not even bothering to look towards me as she spoke. Her words obviously bring more confusion than enlightenment so I desperately attempted to squeeze more out of her. But how can you just be better than the system when its just some piece of magical software? Perhaps when my arcane abilities got better (or started to exist) I would be able to do something to the system but the way she stated that sounded more like I could do it now. I certainly didnt know how to do it yet I knew better to doubt the all powerful oppai loli. She just laughed at me as she threw that ashtray over her shoulder - I could only ask for understanding from the bombshell who owned this place - to poke me in the centre of my forehead. Where the pretty pink gem comfortably sat. You really are a silly little bean, arent you~? How was I supposed to react to that? ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[B.I.T.C.H] Recommends {user}.[Armor-Cordis] Shuts Up & Looks Pretty Since It Is What You Are Best At >> ???????????????????????????????????? This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. Do shut up. Now lets have some fun~! Jumping back with her arms outstretched as if showing me all the great things that existed in the world; I swear I even saw some magical sparkles trailing from her fingertips. It must have just been my imagination, though, since nobody would actually waste mana on something like that. It would be unbelievably silly and a complete waste of a useful resource - who knew how much it would even cost to do something like that! What do you have in mind? I asked with some caution as there was no knowing what sort of bedlam this little chaos mongerer had planned. Those big bright eyes held so much darkness behind them; her chubby cheeks cannot hide the nasty gremlin that she was. Fortunately she also wasnt very good at acting (unless she was perfectly acting like a gremlin to get me to let my guard around her) so I didnt need to worry about being tricked. Her jumping about while happily clapping as if I had already agreed to her, no doubt, crazy plan. Were gonna rescue a princess or maybe a queen! Rescue a Princess? Personally I felt my scepticism was very understandable - it would be hard to trust even a seemingly benign quest from this sadistic sensei. She just lifted her hand up to her lips while letting out another giggle. Those bright reddish-pink eyes sparkling with glee as I could see my face contort in the reflection; like the reflection of the moon on the ocean. Something unusual with what I said~? Well Youre a dragon so how can I be sure you arent the one kidnapping the princess to hide in some gigantic stone tower so you can be the fairest in the land? I mean she wasnt the fire breathing type yet it wouldnt be surprising if she had done something like that for her amusement. If she hadnt already done something like that There was a serious chance, essentially a guarantee if I was going to be honest, that she would do that in the future. Ehehehe~ not today; instead its a story of a sweet romance where a royal fell in love with a peasant of a different nationality~! Oh, that is interesting. Her mean family wanted her to marry some other member of her superior race yet she fell for the charisma of a fellow girl from a different inferior race. Though her family said they would never accept that beast as anything more than a consort. Personally I thought that made sense but the two didnt agree and appear to be running away right at this moment. However, I doubt they can escape~! Raising her hand as if panicking despite clearly having the time of her life. Ignoring that she showed support for the choice that the family of the girl (that doesnt surprise me) there was another problem. What about the god hunters? I couldnt just leave since- Ah~ dont worry about all of that, well just be in and out real quick, smiles will never even realise that we left in the first place~! She then proceeded to mumble something about heavens but I couldnt hear it over the sound of my system sending a notification that was no doubt a quest. Plus I feel like I forgot something Anyways~ lets quickly go - Ill sneak us right out this place~! Giggling as she ended up sitting atop my shoulders before I even realised it. A sudden lightness overcame me, as if I was suddenly flung up into the air or perhaps plummeted downwards instead, as reality began to split around me. Like glass splintering around me. If I actually had a stomach it would likely end up hanging out my mouth right about now; there was no way to describe what I was looking at other than chaos given a visual appearance. How could I begin to describe it? -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Charging through the forest were a pair, a girl with dog-like ears sweating in her fairly average clothes while another girl with a scaled tail dragged her, yells echoing from behind them. The dog-kin appeared more muscular than the lizard girl but she was also far shorter than the over 6-foot figure that led the way for her. Hair short with spots varying in shapes in a slightly darker brown. Lots of tears even appeared in her clothes due to constantly getting caught on the forest foliage. Meanwhile the tailed girl had a crimson silken dress with a golden eastern dragon embroidered - clothing one would expect of a Chinese emperor. Her long hair tied into a ponytail with a precious golden ornament that was styled like a dragons maw opened out. This makes her green hair almost appearing like a spout of potent green flame. Although she had curves that certainly didnt lose to anyone; a large chest with an equally large rump which were both perfectly outlined despite the inherent dignity of her robes. Just a little further The lizard mumbled as she tightly clutched her fangs closed; her optimism not shared by her companion who was breathing heavily and well past exhausted. Till what? It doesnt matter where we go, just abandon me, you can at least escape more easily without me holding you back. The mature beauty just clicked her tongue with clear refusal to accept their situation. If we can just get to that human country then we can just lay low or maybe even work as adventurers in the future. Even if they continue to follow We can get help from there. Help from who; who could possibly be stronger than those chasing us when not even you can fight back against them! That beast girl firing right back with the reality of the situation. In turn she was met with a growl but didnt say anything more as she heard footsteps getting closer. Chapter 062: Bombshells From a Bombshell I dont know how to feel about this Onward, to adventurer ehehehe~! That bubbly voice exclaimed out while holding my antlers like they were some kind of steering; something that made me frown. I dont quite know why but having someone hold my mighty horns is very unpleasant. If I had to give a comparison - it was like having a random guy youve never met slap my ass as I was walking down the halls of a certain university. That man is no longer among the living. I hope he and his friends thought that their little giggle fest was worth it because they tasted great... Great, just what I needed, Im now hungry and confused! At least the experience of being wedged between the two plump thighs of this mad god - her sitting atop of my shoulders - was kinda worth it. My pride seemed inferior to my lust. Not like there was anything I could do to actually stop this mini master of mine. Cant say I understand how but I am currently walking through an open field on the north side of the city that I just arrived at (I can tell from the direction of the sun) with its walls at my back. Walking towards a forest in the distance because a midget told me to. This is my, the Armor-Cordis Porshi, life now. I still wondered why someone like her wanted me to rescue some random prissy princess who she apparently didnt even agree with. Still This was an opportunity to learn more from the one person I knew who probably had a lot of the answers I sought. Whats with my status page? Hm? I couldnt see that goddess tilt her head nevertheless I could certainly feel it since she decided it was a good idea to tilt her entire body while hanging off my antlers! My poor neck was not made for this kind of mistreatment At least those massive melons feel nice atop my he- No, focus almighty princess of the modern era, you have things other than boobs to focus on. No matter how great those boobs are. I thought that the status would use numbers like my other one did yet instead it shows it as being letters instead. Of course, there was my past life information to help me come to this conclusion but I wasnt going to share anything about that with her. I literally didnt even know her name nor her divinity. Each god is closely related to the divinity they ascend to the point where some think it influences them. Others merely believe that its due to their personality that they end up with the divinity they garner. In the words of my psychologist, is it the destiny they chose or their fate all along. Either way it means a lot can be learned by the attributes they possess - it seems pointless to ponder it when I imagine the attributes can be understood instinctively. Captain obvious suggested she was a goddess related in some way to water since Ive seen how good she is at manipulating water while I also met her by the ocean. Yet something about her just seemed too off to label her so simply. That wasnt an off as in she was trying to trick me but she just Well she just felt like a little person shaped bag of secrets. It wasnt so much as lying to my face but rather not caring enough about her secrets to bother bringing it up. Making me think they either werent too important or they simply were too bothersome for her to think about too hard. ???????????????????????????????????? << {user}.[Armor-Cordis] Is Getting Distracted - Focus On The Buxom Midget >> ???????????????????????????????????? Right! Ah~ well it did indeed used to use numbers but I guess that changed! She said with all the ignorance of a child who only just learned that the flowers change every season or so. This was the woman I agreed to learn from. Can you elaborate please- - No need to be such a grumpy guts, I know all the details about the system, hey did you know that the system is actually a female and has a name. Oh the cultivators even call her the world voice instead since those baby-killers usually dont get access to its features other than announcements! Wagging a finger about (for which I could see the shadow of). Still That was actually quite a lot of information that I had no clue about. Obviously the possible planets included a cultivation world but it is also said that cultivating will decrease your experience to the point where it came as a shock to many who never expected it. Though the combat experience of the cultivator players allowed them to be quite the strong contenders when it came to the first tournaments at least. I never paid attention to the details of the others (other than events & major upsets) so couldnt say how they did in the later ones when everyone gained their own experience. Regardless, it couldnt be doubted that the savagery of the cultivation words made it a great place to temper combat skills. I just didnt expect it to also be so disliked by the divine system of all things Oh~ well I cant say for sure if the System exactly dislikes cultivators or is just upholding the tradition that was put in place with its creation. Her reply made me realise I said that out loud yet it certainly seemed like an interesting story was about to finish. As such I remained quiet. Sure enough She continued on. See the world was a chaotic place when the second Mother finally managed to ascend to her throne through the bloody expulsion of the primordial god faction. Even if she had helped elevate the standing of mortals, they were still weak at the end of the day. See the title of Mother is one that doesnt inherently come with any divinity yet it is prestigious because it comes with a solemn duty to ensure the Mortal Realm says as the mortal realm. Unfortunately the first of the Mothers, the Mother of Life, wasnt the best. She created mortals but was too passive in their protection which resulted in everything they created being stolen by the immortal races. The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. Races such as Radiant Lions & various species of dragons. It was this sort of thing that the second Mother - The Infinite Mother - sought to prevent from happening in the future. Obviously she had the strength to protect them yet she was a goddess of growth so couldnt coddle them when that meant stifling their growth. So she came up with an ingenious idea. You see The goddess of Order, the system, is actually an artificial goddess made through carefully managing the various bloodlines that make her who she is. A being who was perfect for the task of helping to manage the direction in which the various mortal races would grow. The Infinite Mother was not a soft cookie so understood the importance of balance through conflict and order through chaos. As such she stole the evil cultivation arts from the Abyss in order to let those realms she blessed with enlightenment to grow. Letting the system manage it all. That is what the system is as well as why cultivators suffer as they do; cultivators essentially abandon their mortality so the Infinite Mother sees them as unworthy of her! Spreading her arms out wide as if she had just dropped a major bombshell. She didnt actually drop any, though SHE DROPPED SEVERAL FUCKING BOMBSHELLS! Wait, so using the system to level up cultivating an evil cultivation technique?! My shock was obvious since I had read quite a few cultivation novels in preparation for this. Those evil cultivators were never the good guys unlike how you can have a sympathetic demonic cultivator. To know that Ive been using an evil cultivation technique over the last decade Didnt really affect me since I literally ate a guys soul just a few hours ago. Still it could be problematic in the future. Eh~ I thought you were smart; what else do you call gaining strength from murder if not evil cultivation? ???????????????????????????????????? << She Got A Point >> ???????????????????????????????????? Youre not wrong Kinda obvious in hindsight. Wait, if it was the second Mother who came up with that, why did the Mothers that inherited the title after her keep to those rules? Tilting my head as I tried to get a view of my passenger. Allowing me to meet with her big beautiful pink eyes as she spoke. Because the second Mother was very good at what she did - the Golden Mother was the one who followed after her. The first Mother can be said to be the one who started, the second grew it and then the third was the one who stabilised the realms. I simply nodded along. The third was not a goddess of growth but the primordial of covenants, in other words the law, so it shouldn''t come as a surprise that she was a contributor to the system. At the same time she was far more cunning than those that came before. Also far better at being transparent than the second who did a lot of her darker dealings in the background despite doing just as much. That was the genius in the third. She wasnt a god but a ruler who knew how to manage people''s emotions to keep loyalty despite her actions being questionable at times. That was quite curious, making me turn my head towards the approaching treeline. So you mean to say the first was too good a person, the second was manipulative yet effective while the third was so efficient that nobody could even complain? Right~! As expected of my cute disciple, you got it in one, the Golden Mother may not have been a honourable person yet her abilities left little to doubt. We had a saying that went along the lines of a hero king will either be a bad hero or a bad king which is something you should remember, I could only nod along to her words since they made a lot of sense. The way youre talking about the third makes it seem like theyre past tense Does this mean there is a new mother in charge? This was actually a rather interesting topic all things considered. Indeed; initially the third wanted to hand it down to the goddess of dreams yet that goddess vanished then the third Mother also vanished leaving only the system. Now Ill share another saying Taking a brief pause. The first generation builds the horse, the second grows the wealth, the third maintains it all and the fourth squanders it in the belief that theyll always have the wealth & the house. She said with me not even needing to see the pout on her face. You dont like the way the system is running the mortal realm despite her being made to maintain order since the time of the second? Saying that as I walked past the trees to find a mushroom that I recognised from Earth. Deciding it may be an idea to compare, I decided to pick it up. This didnt stop the nameless god from answering. Silly girl, you need to understand that chaos is inherently a good thing as it prevents stagnation which then invites the void. Too much is bad yet that was not a worry in the reign of the third Mother since she was great at micro management. Letting out a long sigh. Going back to your earlier cultivation question The reason cultivators still arent able to fully utilise the system is likely due to her not being motivated to update her global cultivation technique to properly interact with those of the cultivators. Is that someone who should rule? So the person in charge of the mortal realm at the moment Just does a good enough job? ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[B.I.T.C.H] Believes This Is What Is Commonly Referred To As A Yikes>> ???????????????????????????????????? Indee- Wait she totally avoided my original question about the change in the status; Ill just re-ask- Youll never take me alive you bastards! The angry voice further into the woods promptly removed any thoughts of asking my question. It seemed that my master was quite manipulative yet I couldnt help feeling a little proud that I was being taught by someone so good at what she does. Onward! I could do without being used as transport, however! Chapter 063: Mistakes I would say that it was difficult to find where those girls were But the gigantic explosions of turquoise flame made it quite clear where they were heading. One may initially think it was a great thing that we could see where they are however that would be ignoring the mechanics of the game. There was nothing I could do if they were dragged into a fight. Those gusts of flames were more than powerful enough to indicate theyd be able to form an instance, a little isolated space for fights to take place, which thusly meant that Id be cut out. The fact that those attacks were still occurring meant that my targets were still managing. But for how much longer? As such there was no time to waste as I whipped my trusty iron from my holster while rushing towards the direction the flames were heading. Intending to cut them off as quickly as I could. Unfortunately that master of mine hadnt taught me any movement techniques yet I couldnt hope for her to help. Though I must admit Those flames did not look quite right; not only was the colour concerning as it obviously contained an attribute that I didnt recognise but also were seemingly quite powerful. In hindsight I shouldnt have trusted that no good goddess when she said it wouldnt be too troublesome yet at least it was only a matter of dealing with some royalty rather than fighting dragons. Not that shed make me fight a dragon since she seemed like one her- You wouldnt, right? I couldnt help outwardly expressing what should have been a silent question - tilting my head to look towards the little goddess who sat on my shoulders. She just tilted her head with curiosity before sending a beaming smile my way. ???????????????????????????????????? << This Is Why {software}.[B.I.T.C.H] Believes Atheism To Be The Correct Answer >> ???????????????????????????????????? Pretty sure god exists; just that she seems to be a bi- Words hurt but the fist of justice hurts more so let us go teach those meanies a lesson~. That bubbly divine exclaimed from above while pointing her finger towards the distance. Even though her words were obviously pointed towards those troublesome royals Why did it feel like they most definitely werent? Didnt have much time to dwell on that since the hostiles were inbound. Thost gusts of fire (generated from whatever weapon they had their hands on) were only getting closer as time went on. Strangely I couldnt feel warmth from the plumes of flame but instead a genuine chill starting from under my human facade. Not that alone was enough to scare me off. Instead I just popped my chamber open to ensure all was well only to flick it closed a moment later. A certain mirth filled me at the thought of once again showing off how powerful I was even without relying on my true form. Running through the woods was not something I was particularly talented in but my stats were high enough to make up for any inability I had. Nevertheless, I still nearly fell over when that goddess suddenly stood upwards. You can handle one of them while Ill just take care of the rest~! Just like that my shoulders suddenly felt lighter as I finally came upon the targets; a dog-kin girl as well as blueish-green haired lizard-kin girl who dragged the former along by her hand. Neither looked behind them which was probably a blessing since there was randomly a bunch of severed arms on the floor where some other lizard-kin stood at alert. There was only 3 of them left yet they seemed sickly with unusually pale skin. Their eyes were also bloodshot as they spitted out blood from their mouths while looking around for some ambush. T-That midget probably isnt lying so keep your eye open for her underling! The tallest of the three blue-ish lizards seemed panicked yet their words clued me in. Sure enough that nameless teacher of mine wasted no time in playing around with her prey and I also didnt plan to disappoint her. Especially when she seems to have weakened my prey for some reason. Also what the fuck do they mean by underling! This princess is no one''s servant. I didnt bother to play around - those lovers were running away yet those strangely near shirtless men could still attack - while they were distracted I lined up my gun. Wasting no time in pointing my barrel towards the forehead of the one closest towards me which also happened to be the largest. *PANG* None of them really wore armour though did have some fancy metal plates on out of the way places such as their shoulders or shins in order to look nice but supply little actual help. Other than that they left the front of their torsos bare with the fabric hugging their backs & sides. Perfectly hugging their impressive muscular frames; like some Greek statues. They were certainly handsome with their vibrant greenish-blue hair yet I was batting for the otherside so that didnt really impact my desire for murder. A desire that was easily one of my top 10 desires. As a result that dumb lizard found his head reeling back as my shit (of course) hit him between the eyes. Thickest part of the skull but I didnt mind. On the other hand everything was going as planned as he plummeted- Only to stop descent in favour of throwing his head back up. Glaring towards my direction with turquoise haze pouring out from his mouth only to exacerbate his bloody cough however doing nothing to rid himself of the venom Blood trickled down on either side of his bridge but it was clear that the damage was mostly aesthetic since the bullet fell to the floor due to not piercing far enough into his flesh. Only now did I realise he actually had a pair of horns on his head meaning he was actually a dragon-kin not a lizard-kin. dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Battle Encounter System (Fighting) Activated Preparing Battlefield Armor-Cordis Porshi Stratos Indigo: lvl 22 Ex vs Cancer Ridden Luna Dragon: Lvl 41 S Cancer Ridden Luna Dragon: Lvl 39 S Cancer Ridden Luna Dragon: Lvl 35 S Armor-Cordis Porshi Stratos Indigo Theme Song: Egypt Central - Raise the Gates (Official Audio) Prepare For Retribution From The Night dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg That Aint fucking right. Doesnt it mean dragon-kin? You should have run while you had the chance. They didnt have the overwhelming arrogance I would have expected of the dragons from legend but I also didnt hear much about moonlight dragons. It was almost scary how serene they were despite the state they were in. Also, how the hell did that amphibious lunatic give three powerful dragons cancer in the brief time it took me to catch up to her? The more I learn about her The less I can actually judge her since I am hardly a model example of a geneva convention following saint. More Canada than Germany. Still, even if theyre dragons, as long as they dont transform I have proven that they at least arent invincible as far as everything is considered. I did make one of them bleed. As long as I hit them with something stronger then they would automatically find themselves in a spot of bother. Unlike with the wolves who I instantly killed (teehee) the world around us began to change as the image of a large field bathing in the light from various moons overhead. A familiar display of monitors with the faces of my past meals did indeed appear. Though that only made me frown since they just acted as a way to reveal my hidden identity to those I dont need snooping about. My thoughts strangely seemed to get conveyed as those monitors turned off causing quite the shock. I didnt expect it to just do what I wanted so I certainly couldnt complain; that still doesnt explain why these dragons get such a clear advantage just like my master did. For her it was giving an ocean to a woman with control over water. To these pricks its literally bathing us in moonlight. Didnt take a genius to figure out what the luna in their head meant so that begged the question of what some fucking CRTVs were meant to do for me. Both of you transform If she has this much impact with the three of us there is no point in foolishly holding back when we still have a duty. His allies didnt argue about him being the leader like Id have hoped as they simply followed along to his calm words without so much as a word. Obviously I couldnt just let that happen after showing how little damage I did even before those bastards transformed into their true forms. I, of all people, didnt need to be told how much stronger one''s true form allowed them to become. Do you think I would just sit here and let you transform lizard brains! Moving my revolver closer as I rested my hand upon the hammer as I once again felt the heat building up in my chest as I tried to quickly figure out which element would be best. Obviously heavenly had the biggest punch (probably) but I needed to disrupt them. It was far too costly to do that with. As such I relied on the one element I knew that made others unstable; demonic. [Demonic Golden Gun] + [Fan The Hammer] [Shower of Greed] Feeling the power surge as I intended - my creativity being rewarded - I could hardly be blamed for the cute little smile on my face. Those demonic reds & purples melded with the gold to deliver a powerful flurry of flaming shots towards the three sinners. The bullets even seemed to multiply mid air. It seemed certain that- Although I admit I never expected such a powerful technique Indeed did not let my brothers transform without being prepared to defend them like some barbarian. His words were as solemn as they previously were. However, unsettlingly, they held no panic or anxiousness despite my attack. Throwing his arms out he called the light from the moons to obey his call; quickly forming a circular barrier that appeared to take the form of a mirror adorned in a beautiful turquoise metal frame. [Moonlit Mirror] My eyes widened as those powerful shots were reflected in that glass yet when they were about to impact the glass they instead sank in as if they were rocks in a pond. That shiny surface rippled which caused the image to distort. It didnt end there as those reflected bullets flew through the ripples. The retaliation even seemed to even be enhanced as they passed through the lake-like surface of the magic mirror; flying towards me with the cold glow of moonlight. I had no choice but to widen my eyes as I didnt even have a chance to avoid it. Though I thankfully had that photon shield. Or at least I thought thatd be the case. Ironically the demonic energy I used to enhance the shots ended up easily destroying my already unstable shield causing those blasts to connect with me. That by itself wasnt too bad since I had plenty of resistance to my own elements. But, once again, I was wrong as that unknown energy seemed to get past even that as I felt my maw forcibly parted as I moved my free hand to my mouth. Feeling the sticky warm liquid between my fingers was a shock - moving my hand only to see black liquid covering my face. Ignoring the two long bodied beautiful blue-ish green dragons. At that point my mind went blank before it filled with a single thought. They dared make me bleed. THEY DARED MAKE ME BLEED. THEY DARED MAKE ME BLEED. Chapter 064: Power of the Modern World \_Few Minutes Ago - 3rd PoV_/ The luna dragons were descendents from the goddess of the moon; specifically it was the royal family who had the honour of bearing her bloodline. A bloodline that held both the virtue of kindness & the bloodline of the second Mother. With that came great power as well as duty. Their royal family was not particularly unique in holding some great duty, it was common sense, while holding precious treasures were essentially guaranteed. There were even a lot that needed to protect gifts granted to them by the divine. None could compare to the importance of their own treasure, though. Few gods - even in the present day - could compare to the importance & power that the Infinite Mother held in her hay day. Yet their race was humbled with the honour to hold one of her relics. A relic so powerful that they even needed to be cautious about catching the attention of every other race. One which had the power to rewrite reality itself; literally making anything possible as it alters the universe to be what the user desires. Something that not even the leading gods of this world could accomplish. The pearl of the infinite. A manifestation of the primordial god of the infinite, verbatim, giving the user the power to do anything they desired. All the more important when the source was no longer around. It was theorised that the only reason the realms continued to function was due to the infinites nature of constant growth. Else it would have vanished alongside the second Mother. Such a gift was something they agreed to not utilise no matter the situation as the consequences of use was far too great. In that aspect their race made for the perfect protectors. Their natural disposition made them look at the world with a calm acceptance while looking at things from a larger perspective. Most would be tempted to use such a power for the greater good as soon as something horrible happened in the world. Without thinking, for even a second, the consequences. Such power was not supposed to be used no matter how common the opposite sentiment was mentioned by fools. That was a level of power that neither (foolish mortals nor irresponsible divine) were ever supposed to be able to use nor hold. No one could comprehend the issues that could come up from it being used. As such it was important that the royal family remains pure of blood so that they may be able to resist the allure of such power. Yet their newest most prestigious ruler - one who had even inherited more attributes from the 2nd Mother in addition to those of Kindness - had ran away. Taking the pearl with her. Although that alone was fine (it was common that their leading royal held it at all times) they simply couldnt allow for such errant behaviour. They werent cruel enough to deny love. It simply was a duty that the bloodline remain as potent as possible which was simply something a hybrid beast-kin couldnt. How could they allow that beast-kin to become the regents head consort since that would put her children first in line for taking over the duties. This was why they chased her down. What they didnt expect was that they- One, two, three, four, five A certain short-stack dragoness had her little finger move from luna dragon to luna dragon as she audibly counted. It was a strange scene that made the dragons stop yet it was their nature as dragons that caused them to freeze right where they stood. At a glance one way assume the serious dragons were worried about why such a young hatchling was left out in the open without any guidance. In truth they froze for the complete opposite reason. All of their faces hardened as they looked between themselves; the strongest being a level 50 dragon which was normally more than enough to deal with any kind of enemy. However, they couldnt comprehend the girls'' level. What are you planning to do? He asked cautiously while gazing toward the ever so elusive midget dragon who seemed to be about done with her counting. In response to this question she simply tilted her head to the side before giving a bright smile. Training my protege through the only method I know~! They didnt even get to react. She stood with her legs spread out as her hands seemed to grab something at her waist; spread apart as if what she held was a long stick or something. Ever so slightly she moved her fore-most hand further forward before pulling it back. Just like that Their arms fell to the floor. A simple move that disarmed all but four of them as she flicked her hand towards the only three that managed to keep their limbs intact found themselves thrown away. The rest of them all being pulled into a scene that Armor-Cordis would find very similar. Everywhere they looked there was an endless watery horizon with random roots breaking through the water with the occasional trunk. Worse still was the fact there were twelve of them with their own preferred domain essentially just revolving around producing moonlight to enhance themselves. This was a popular style for the various high-ranked races who naturally had enough power to develop one. Just due to the nature of it. With all of them gaining one it meant theyd begin to standardise the process once the best possible solution was found. For attribute-influenced races like them It meant playing into their element. But- How can we be so much weaker They couldnt even find a shred of moonlight as the air was filled with downright oppressive attributes of water, nature and some things they couldnt expect. There was even a couple attributes they didnt even recognise. How many attributes do you possess? That girl just giggled at the worries of the dragon in front of her - seemingly not minding that they all clutched where their severed arms should have been. Ehehe~ you are just like my cute little disciple to be all confused over a little div- domain. If I had to give a number Maybe all of them but none of them~? What is that even supposed to mean; either way the last three members will catch up to the queen and make sure your plan for the pearl falls through! He didnt command his fellows to transform nor prepare to attack as that was foolish. They didnt stand a chance and the best way to earn time was to talk. If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. Because fighting wouldnt last more than a moment. Thankfully the dragoness didnt seem particularly hard to distract as she just clapped her hands together in amusement at their leader''s words. Her amusement was clear. No clue what youre talking about but itll be swell to see if those younglings can deal with my little deer~! Do you think they can actually last against our people? His question was a little most honest than one would assume - if they were related to this monster then it wouldnt be surprising if they could. Still he could only hope that earning more time would help prevent the pearl from getting in the wrong hands. Oh probably not~! Her sudden words caused the serious dragons to do a double take. Of course Thats only if they dont push her cute little buttons since shes most innovative when she has lost her mind in anger~. Though that kid is usually as calm headed as they come so what are the chances in that~? Somehow that was actually relieving as the dragon knew his people were honourable lizards who wouldnt be so petty as to insult an opponent even if they were weaker. As such they should be able to make this out . Not noticing the mischievous smile on the dragons lips. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- \_Back To Present - Armor-Cordis_/ THEY DARE. THEY FUCKING DARE. HOW DARE THEY. HOW THE FUCK DARE THEY. The sheer gal of these lizards to actually harm me like this? Was there anyone actually so stupid as to dare harm me other than those guards at the start of the game - did they think they could get away with doing something like this? Well Ill have to show them that I am more than a pretty princess! Sure, go ahead you scaly freaks, transform into your pathetic true forms. Lets see how well it serves you when I take the training wheels off. Jechehehe~ its amusing that you think a few scales will be what saves you from my wrath after you have sinned like this. I could use the heavenly golden gun to pierce their scales yet I had a better plan; much of the information I learned over the last day merged together with that of the past to create a clear route to show these fools. It is you who attacked us first but I wont let you defeat us as who knows what youll do with the pearl! So that fool said as he too joined his brothers in transforming. Their bodies were unique as far as dragons went since they had snake-like bodies that were thicker than what one would imagine. Additionally they actually had similar wings slash fore-arms as the wyverns; often looked down upon as inferior descendents of the proud dragons. Whether that was true I did not care. Heh~ you think were playing the same game, I take it? I could feel the smile stretching out on my face as those dragons took a cautious stance. They truly were different from the dragons of legend nevertheless I can hardly let them go unscathed. Ready to learn about the power of the modern world~? With that the world around us seemed to shake as it was about time this backwards world got just a little bit more Mechanical. See I discovered a while ago that the inventory cant hold anything with a soul but, as they say, machines have no souls. Afterall; nothing can beat German engineering unless its my own engineering! Behind me formed a complex structure that these simpletons would never be able to comprehend. The whirling of mechanisms & the sound of metal being welded began to form as steam rose from the building of my own design. A rather simple product for the modern day. At least simple enough that I can easily reproduce it from memory since it was something I planned to make here. An automatic factory. Once I figured out that these pocket spaces were just a manifestation of our own spirit (the energy that is emitted from the soul) it became rather easy to change it. I was a spirit, after all. There was no race that knew how to control their soul energies than my own did. Those dragons looked cautious yet they could hardly be blamed - it was right to be cautious but it was too late for them to stop me. My shadow seemed to stretch out behind me as glowing red eyes peered out from that abyss. Slowly bronze-coloured knights began to rise from the inky darkness. ElImInAtE ThE InFiDeLs. ElImInAtE ThE InFiDeLs. ElImInAtE ThE InFiDeLs. ElImInAtE ThE InFiDeLs. ElImInAtE ThE InFiDeLs. That wonderful cacophony of toneless metal scraping voices broke out. One heaved what appeared similar to a rocket launcher, a big cylindrical weapon, with a bunch of exposed wires visible for all to see. I didnt even bother to put rubbers on the wires. The occasional spark did hit its metallic body but that hardly mattered since (even if mass produced) they had my quality guarantee. However - instead of a rocket - what can only be called a rod shot forward to impact the body of the left dragon where its scales cracked. They seemed shocked that the magical barrier they raised didnt stop the magic however the dragon at the forefront soon snorted. Shaking his head as they flew above. Although impressive that your magic managed to piece our moonlight veil, it is no doubt an expensive spell to cast! So one isnt enough I guess youre right that they are expensive but, oh well, price is never something Ive needed to worry about in this life jehehehe~! Throwing my arms out as my brilliant bronze army began to do what they were best at. Overwhelm the puny masses who dare go against me. Chapter 065: WEAK IS THE FLESH! STRONG IS THE STEEL! dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Warning! Theme Change Due To Vast Change In Danger Rating! Theme Song: HELLDIVERS 2 - Automatons Strike Back Theme (Original Soundtrack) Prepare For The Wrath Of The Unending Army Steel dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg You see, I have this project called silver knights, where I hope to create the perfect army to rule over this world and all others. Unfortunately merging life & technology is still an issue. Obviously a problem with the level of technology I have access to rather than my own genius; we know that cant be. No matter how many or what kind of cells I generate in a culture Granting both sentience and computational power from birth are difficult. Not that I doubt Ill succeed, however I certainly cant just rely on that plus I need to test the mechanical elements. Hence Throwing my arms out with a smile. While I laid back on the beach chair that my bots had helpfully set up for me - my bronze coloured knights working hard at shooting down the dragons who soared through the sky. Of course Id take advantage of the improved strength by giving them heavier weaponry & Im sure you want to know more. What nonsense are you even spouting! One of the luna dragons said in frustration only for a grunt to follow moments later as a powerful impact hit its chest. Sending the air momentarily from its monstrous lungs yet it quickly managed to regain control & dodge any follow ups that my boys tried. Annoyingly those stupid lizards were flying in the air instead of remaining stationary which made this whole thing annoyingly monotonous. They were just focusing on dodging so I had ordered the rest of my bots to begin firing at them even if 99% of the shots would just bounce off their scales if I were lucky. Though my goal wasnt merely to hope for those shooters to get a lucky crit. In fact I purposefully made them avoid their eyes. Never know when a chance to end it in one blow may come so I had to make them let down their guard. At least until that opportunity arrives, that is. FoR ThE CrEaToR! We aRe tHe hAmMeR Of jUsTiCe! KiLl tHe uNkIlLaBlE! Those factories didnt stop as what was previously a squad quickly turned into an army due to a new bot walking out just about every other second. Focusing mostly on anti-armour weapons. I should think about perhaps generating different types of bots but that would also ruin the malleability that I made them for The actual reason for the barrage of gunfire was so that those lizards wouldnt know exactly what could hurt them and what couldnt. Even I couldnt tell apart the different types of projectile when the sky was positively filled with them. Allowing some of my heavier weapons to actually hit home. Aim for the wings you bolts for brains! Sadly these AI could never be as good as a sentient being on account of a different set of values. A human naturally adapts to problems in a different way than a computer can; there is no such thing as stepping back to look at it objectively. Without a fleshy component we call a brain AI will just keep bashing its head against a problem until they find it works. Requiring direct instruction while also being very prone to being turned against their very own creators if someone else sits at the commanding seat. Fortunately the barrage of gunfire also had the added effect of keeping those dragons at bay giving me more time to think as well as my factories more time to churn out new soldiers. You cant keep flying forever! Right now those scalies seemed to be under the incorrect assumption that these were some kind of golem which I dont think would be incorrect. Either way theyd be waiting a while if they hoped they would run out of bullets. Ill admit I am at a bit of an energy crisis in making my tech solutions more sustainable at a level where they would be useful to me back home. Yet just standing still and pulling a trigger hardly affected my bronze boys energy reserves that much. With standard movements they could likely only last half a day. I needed a better energy source and it seemed like this place had just what I needed; mana. These lizards just needed to get out my way! Mercifully those bots had done a number of the lot of them as their wings & bodies had clear signs of our attacks no matter where you looked. Their wings growing more ragged and more cracks upon their scales seemed to appear every time I looked. Must be pretty tiring to fly so much Why not land? My taunts (thankfully) seemed to have the intended effect that was likely only amplified by this spiffy cocktail I was sipping on. Im a strawberry girl but you cant go wrong with some vanilla. Less importantly the slit pupil bastards were clearly anxious as their eyes looked around more. Just to be careful I got up from my chair since, one way or another, this stalemate was about to come to an end. Lets see just how tough those golems are. The default leader of those winged snakes said as he (along with the other two) abruptly changed the course of their flight. None even bothering to avoid the gunfire in favour of charging right towards my army with turquoise sparks already leaking from their maw. This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. As much as I despised it I also wasnt stupid enough to remain in the way of those blue-ish green flames after being made aware of their potential. Sadly I didnt have enough time to vocalise my desire for my bots to move out the way which revealed another weakness of AI. An inability to deal with things they have never experienced before. Fortunately for me, those dragons were quite single minded, focusing on taking out my army which allowed me to slip away as pillars of turquoise wrath engulfed my army. Even flying over my factory to ensure that the supply of my bronze knights stopped. Never heard its mean to bully a little girl! Although my complaints soon fled as I noticed that - despite the fire that covered my army - those dragons ended up taking shots directly to their underside. This resulted in blood actually being drawn as one of their flights grew increasingly turbulent before plummeting to the ground. Once the pillars passed I got the chance to see that my army still stood proudly as if most of them werent engulfed in those potent magical flames. Even my factory seemed to still be working full throttle. Wh- how are they completely unaffected by the might of the moon! I wonder the exact same thing- WeAk iS ThE FlEsH! StRoNg iS ThE StEeL! WeAk iS ThE FlEsH! StRoNg iS ThE StEeL! WeAk iS ThE FlEsH! StRoNg iS ThE StEeL! No - maybe the answer is the nature of those flames - perhaps they were more unique than just being a special colour. Previously they used moonlight to reflect my attack back so maybe it has something to do with that rather unique development. The obvious difference being one is a technological marvel while the other was an magical phenomenon so maybe it has something to do with that? Or perhaps It has more to do with the makeup since it managed to harm me? Although a longshot I cannot help feel like there may be a difference in if something is organic based or artificial. My defence field being tech-based allowed their attack to pass through but also made them unable to destroy my bots. Yes; that must be it! Laughing out loud with my hands stretched out as I witnessed the confused dragons being brought down due to their hesitation. Those bronze knights stayed true to my orders as they took their greatest strength (flight) from yet another of those lizard-brained fools! ???????????????????????????????????? << {software}.[B.I.T.C.H] Can Agree In The Likelihood Of {user}.[Armor-Cordis]s Theory >> ???????????????????????????????????? Oh? So you finally come out of your hidey-hole when I, in my unmatched genius, have already managed to figure out the tricks behind those dragons. Cant say Im surprised when you have already proven yourself to be quite the team player As long as its for the opposing team. Regardless of that cheeky system of mine; this provided me with a path of success that was quite simple when one thinks about it. One so simple that anyone could figure it out. Though having the potential that matches the challenge in actually putting it into practice. Now let''s see how you handle my ultimate magic spell - snipe their vitals on the count of five! Saying so with a big grin on my face. One that grew as I felt the leading dragon swooping down in front of his fallen comrades with grim determination on that scaled face. Soon his magic flared up as he began the process to form an all too familiar barrier to help protect his allies once again. The irony that the way he angered me will become the reason I get to finally put him down at last. You seem to forget that your magic is useless against us! Well see~! I just smiled as I didnt prepare any special bullets and just grabbed a bolt action rifle from one of the nearby bots since itd take too long to set up my own. Pulling on the bolt I looked into the chamber to find there being a bullet. As such I wasted no time in lining up my first shot. *BANG* His confidence understandably soared as he formed that barrier yet he soon let out a pained roar as blood trickled down from one of his eyes while quickly pulling his head way. Sadly this meant I was unable to do take out his second eye yet it accomplished what I wanted as the only one capable of escaping promptly jumped back which meant that it was finally time. Lets see how those two like a little bit of my special cocktail. Oh how long have I wanted to test my precious Neo- WE SURRENDER, SYSTEM! Just like that the domain popped as my bots suddenly found themselves momentarily unaware of what was happening around them. Hardly shocking as I didnt exactly plan ahead when it came to coding them for their entire world shifting into another. Fortunately I already had a rudimentary hive-server for them so they will learn far quicker than regular AI but still lacking the adaptability of grey matter. Still those damn lizards ARE RUNNING AWAY! ALSO WHEN DID THOSE ROBOTS HAVE A COOL CHANT LIKE THAT! Chapter 066: Upgraded Demon The trio didnt hesitate as their magic flared up, helping them to recover from their injuries enough to begin flying again, though spending most of it in fueling their speed. Obviously I cant let that happen. Dont let those flying snakes get awa- Suddenly a light-headedness overcame me as I finally realised a very important fact; there was only one play where those factories could get all the material from. I was practically half dead and that would have sent me crashing to the ground if not for my years of training. Allowing me to stay up right if unable to chase those bastards. In other words dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg Congratulations!!! Rewards: -Scales of Moonlight x6 dTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTgdTg What in the love of commercialism; I can understand why that system announcement would come up since they surrendered. However, that didnt explain why I only got a few torn off scales! Wait, it isnt time for that, I need to stop those dragons from escaping else I can kiss my reward from my master. Afterall - the quest she gave me was Well, it needed DAMMIT THAT LOLI SCAMMED ME! Once again I found myself working for free and there isnt anything worse than that. Gritting my teeth I couldnt even complain due to that scary little goddess. Though she also didnt tell me Id be forced to fight against dragons so I couldnt be blamed for not being prepared. I also couldnt deny that my firepower simply wasnt enough to take those lizards down fast enough to prevent their escape. Thinking about it logically Id just have to take a loss this time. Urgh, this is so unbelievably irritating, if only I brought a few proper anti-air weapons! All I had prepared was anti-tank since I was under the assumption that (even if I ended up having to take out some flying enemies) I wouldnt be fighting the equivalent to a flying tank. Sure, there was always the chance to come against a dragon, but this was supposed to be the start of the game. Why would I expect a boss monster like that? Well the answer to that was clearly to predict that micro-master of mine to cause trouble I said while turning to look towards my army of bots that stood there silently. At least I learned how to take advantage of the system but that also made me wonder where that little troublemaker wa- A sudden voice brought me out of my thoughts and instead sent a shiver down my spine. It wasnt an angry voice, instead filled with curiosity, but it was the familiarity with that voice that caused me to feel the threat of death. Oh~ do you think Im a little tiny trouble maker~? Slowly turning towards the mortifying midget as she just stood there without so much as a ruffle in her high quality clothing. Making me wonder if she even actually got into a fight. Though the overwhelming scent of blood reminded me that the cute little figure in front of me was far more dangerous than anything Ive ever seen in this or my previous lives. Except maybe my birth mother? Somehow I found my birth mother even more terrifying than the literal goddess in front of me. Makes me curious just what my true family history had in store for me - all I knew was that my mama had cat ears and weird red strings. At least she always smiled while I was around. Whats with all the silence; oh and it looks like the trio escaped which is pretty unfortunate~! That god looked into the distance where the trio flew. I also noticed that she let her own opponents go - Im certain this wasnt a case of her being unable to finish them off. Although it was a wakeup call seeing just how many more she fought - at least triple - one of them seemingly being twice the size of the ones I went against. It could just be a wife''s tale but its commonly said that the bigger the dragon The older they are, the stronger they are. Of course there were also titans yet they were stronger even if younger; in other words power & size were interlinked when it came to these lizards. Though I guess that isnt true when I dont know why but I dont like the look in your eyes~. Smiling sweetly as my eyes met with those of the nameless goddess. Convincing me that there was suddenly something more interesting to look at than the dangerous diminutive dragoness. Promptly deciding it was best to just explain the reason for my loss to help her understand that I couldnt be blamed for that. Totally not to distract her from my slight slights against her Didnt have anti-air so there wasnt much I could do to keep them grounded Ah~ well that was probably for the best~. As I thought, there was no way she would accept such a lame excuse for why I let them esca- wait did she just say it was for the best? Could it be that she knew that I couldnt put them down permanently so didnt care about that? But, then, why do this?This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. Those thoughts led me to look towards the random plethora of arms that just lay on the ground - part of me is wondering if she just did all this for her own amusement. Very plausible. So~ I see you have some tin cans~! Before I could say anything she was in front of my mechanical army with a finger tapping her chin - a big smile on her face as she observed it. Perhaps something special happened, within that little domain, while you played with those boys~? Hearing her so openly asking made me blink in surprise. The way she said that sounded less like a question and more like she was sure that something had happened. Well I guess I discovered that I could use my weaponry & bronze knights against even dragons? Oh~ did you not figure anything out~? She asked sweetly as she poked the stomach of one of the bots who simply tilted their head. Clearly confused on how to act since I had paused my command mid sentence and that they were now being bullied by a midget. However, due to her followup question, I could now be sure that this girl had indeed planned things out even if her intentions were different from my assumption. Apparently She had helped me. I discovered how to manipulate the pocket space to my advantage though I still dont understand the prior features. Those random tvs, displaying my meals, must have had some meaning. Not that I got too lost in my thoughts for too long; that mini master of mine began clapping happily as she had a big grin upon her face. Her joy was so contagious that even I felt a smile. Thats great and itll even mean that you dont need to worry about anyone connecting your true personas together~! I could feel my chest puffing up (well more than usual) at the proud words of my teacher upon hearing my recent accomplishments; she may be sadistic yet she was undoubtedly good at her job. Plus, when it comes to those tv screens, I think its best to just think of them as a little snack ehehe~! Her cute little giggle echoing through the forest - distracting from the thick scent of blood. Not enough for me not to realise how strange her comments were; how could a tv be a snack? Perhaps- Oh you also look a little dinged up so Ill share some energy~. With just those words I felt my spirit, the energy that constituted both my life & magic, completely fill up once again. A shocking scenario since I didnt even know such a thing was possible. How did you- My words were unable to finish as she tilted her head with a knowing smile - her eyes curling up in mischief filled delight. Ah~ well my energy just so happens to be very compatible with just about everything that has come into existence as-... Vi It was then that her amusement suddenly vanished, for the first time a serious look appeared on that cute little face, glaring towards the sky. Turning my gaze towards the same direction revealed what looked akin to a drone. Yet it was so quiet I wouldnt have realised its existence without her. The metal that made its body seemed black - certainly not one I knew - but more concerning was that it recognised what type of energy was empowering it. Demonic. In addition the lens seemed to gleam purple as if a demonic eye was spying on me; a set of eyes that I would never forget came to mind. It would seem that the person who took your eye is also spreading her own about Lets get back to the city without delay. Suddenly dropping her childish side to sound more like a senior. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- \_ Third PoV _/ *ding**ding* The ringing of bells. Surrounded by countless monitors, slovenly lying down in a massive spinning chair, with a tablet in one hand she slid her other hands finger upon its surface, sat a single girl. Countless scenes on the backward planet of pitiful mortals played on the monitors. She seemed to not care about any of them. A mane of crimson hair would be the notable figure for most yet for her it was just the beginning. Long black horns peaked out from her head - forming a large crown - as ink painted intricate patterns across her snow like flesh. These werent the beautiful types of tattoos humans may get. Just one look was enough to know just how ominous their existence was; down to the ones that replace her eyebrows. Her japanese origin was clear in her clothing yet her height was far from being inferior to those of western nations. At least she was far taller than a certain dark skinned short stack. Although one wouldnt want a handshake with her on account of the sharp heavy looking metal coming out her knuckles. On her hands were half black half crimson nails that gave her more menace; the entirety of her arms essentially black & crimson yet inverse of each other. Around her wrists & ankles were simple little bells tied to her via ribbons. Nn Despite those fingers working on that tablet (truly only using the painting feature) a small sleek device hung from her ear to lightly cover one side of her head. Not her face though. A voice coming through it clearly was communicating with her but she didnt exactly seem to pay much attention. Far more interested in working on her artwork; a simple scene that involved the skull of a wolf being chewed on by a hound. The detailing being nothing short of genius. So, Smith, I let you wander about doing your own thing with investment from both Kitten Inc & my A.Eden SOE yet all youve done is? Raising the ink blotches counted as eyebrows for her - tilting her head like a curious child but a silence was all that answered her. In return she growled like a hungry beast, revealing a set of fangs that looked like a mix between a savage dog and a sophisticated vampire, as she glanced towards one particular screen. A pair of short stacks meeting her piercing gaze. I try to find him but, instead, all I find is a fucking weakling deer cossplaying. Slamming her fist onto her chair as she growled angrily - violent violet energy spewing from her eyes as she took a deep breath. The chill grew quite literal as frost began to cover the room. Closing her eyes as she leaned back into her chair while throwing her tablet aside without a care. Maybe its time I visit my sister, then? Opening her eyes to once again gaze upon a screen. Though different from the previous one; it showed a familiar bar with an armoured knightess standing guard at the door. The drone unwilling to get any closer. Meanwhile the heat within the room once again increased which in turn led to a rapid expansion of matter The result requiring no explanation. Purple flames completely filled the room as the various screens began to grow static, the eyes of the girl appearing on each as if spreading between them, continuing throughout the land. From out the fire she walked with a savage grin. The demoness having one place in mind. Chapter 067: A Chat At The Gate What about that princess you wanted to save? I asked my micro master who in turn just tilted her head with confusion at my question. Princess? I remained baffled for a second only to shake my head with a long sigh at this troublesome teacher I found myself having. She was great at drawing out my power, at least that appeared to be the case, yet she wasnt exactly a social butterfly. You said this entire trip was to save her from her family. Oooh~ well, she should be fine, I think~? That was definitely a question That should not have been a question. Heading back to the city was surprisingly easy; just something about our presence meant that nobody dared to pick a fight with her. It was strange since even bandits seemed hesitant. Usually they werent the smartest of individuals hence them being unwilling to attack two women was rather unusual. ThE BlOoD FuElS ThE MaChInE! ThE BlOoD FuElS ThE MaChInE! ThE BlOoD FuElS ThE MaChInE! My considerations were interrupted as the screams of some ugly smelly men broke through - along with those creative songs my bots love to sing. Such cute little things. Currently they had those men on their knees as they placed the barrel of a gun against their heads before pulling the trigger. They sure are cute little soldiers~. Master spoke up as she clapped her hands at the efficiency my bots showed on this backward planet for the first time. Though, just as I thought that, one of the mouldy bastards suddenly stood up and made a sprint for freedom. Not that he got far. Before he could even make it half way into the forest my bots made him into a close relative of swiss cheese. Blood oozed out the various holes that were quickly made in just about every organ. That fool collapsed but not instantly dead as he would instead serve as a perfect example for the others. Sure enough; the groans and pathetic struggle as their companion slowly bled out was enough to prevent anyone else from trying their luck. Being far better to die quickly. Some may question the morality of such a method of execution but these people were just murderers who had done far worse to innocent people. Sadly their worthless lives werent nearly enough to provide me experience so I could only let out a sad sigh that the stronger ones had run off ahead of time. Instead of focusing on the execution I turned towards the mini-amphibian. So why are we in such a rush to head back, master? Because its troublesome. Clicking her tongue as she crossed her arms with a big pout that puffed up her already chubby cheeks outwards. That girl is impossible to win against. That understandably made me blink, how could someone like the True God say that, I couldnt imagine anyone who could beat her. To me she easily seemed like the strongest person Ive ever met so I couldnt help ask what may be a dumb question. How can you be sure you would be defeated? Dumb not because the answer should have been obvious But because her reaction should be. Her cute little forehead suddenly scrunching up as she glared towards me. Those puffed up cheeks somehow enhanced as she huffed out at me. Defeated? Me? Ill have you know that nobody among the realms could even dream of defeating this primordial titan goddess even if I have no name! Exclaiming with her arms thrown out wide as if inviting the heavens to try and prove her wrong. Although the reliability had to be questioned when she claimed herself to be a titan; unless the definition of titan changed from what it used to be. Plus titan gods were just a rumour like demons above demon lords or cute spirits like me being eldritch. Gods the size of planets who only got stronger the larger they were? Something truly that can only exist in silly stories we tell to children - like how demons that strong wouldnt have been so nice as to follow the pacts made with the Mother. So I pushed. But didnt you say you couldnt win? Winning and being defeated are very different things when it comes to being a god - victory can only be achieved when you stop your opponent. Yet, the stronger you go the more cheats you run into, that demoness is one of the biggest cheats there are. Shaking her head as she began to walk away. We did need to hurry along so I didnt stop her. Following in her footsteps as I clicked a few times to get the attention of my loyal army of automatons who obviously turned to look towards me. Hurry it along and make sure to cut off their heads so we can get the bounties; every little bit helps~. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. Of course my bronze knights got to work on that as several now stepped forward to accelerate the process along with the shots soon echoing out. Not that I saw it happen. I was too busy catching up to my now grumpy pocket sized sensei. Do you not also have similar cheats to her? I asked out of curiosity at how honest this True God was going to be with me - to my surprise she was quite honest. Of course I have my own cheats as no one my level would be caught without some plan bs Well except for Photon but For some reason she stopped walking as she tilted her head as she looked up at the sky with an air of confusion surrounding her. Biting her bottom lip as she narrowed her eyes as if trying to see through a clouded mirror which I couldnt even see. I really couldnt understand him; he wasnt like anyone. Shaking her head with a sigh that finally marked her grumpiness vanishing to instead be replaced by a kind of melancholic air. I decided it was probably best to just leave her to contemplate on who I can only imagine was once a close associate of hers. The name actually sounded quite familiar yet I was rich & smart so the name photon wasnt exactly something I didnt hear about a lot. So no real reason to dwell on that. What was more interesting was that we were once again approaching the western trade city with their guards being just as welcoming as usual. Going as far to send a little messenger to get into contact with my little group of bots. That man only grew more nervous as he looked upon my army. W-what are they? His voice was quiet as he appeared to have accidentally let that exclamation slip out from his mouth. The messenger in question was obviously a proud member of the city guard - the regalia of the city emblazoned on the tarp over his gambison. [City Guard John Tratom Lvl 21] He didnt seem too old so I guess his level was fairly impressive - they did have the fear of death preventing them from being as reckless as us players. It also seemed that my earlier theory was correct as he quickly sputtered, likely realising what he had said in front of us, but I just offered a smile to help him calm down. A blush formed on his face as he cleared his throat while brushing his uniform. I have been sent forward to confirm the intention of your party. Ah~ I suppose the city guard must be quite worried since we lack any recognisable crest despite arriving in quite the large set of numbers. You have no reason to worry; I happen to be a God Hunter back from completing a sudden assignment given by my teacher. More than happy to throw my new group out. I had no idea just how much weight the god hunters had but it seemed like enough as that boy quickly seemed relieved only to grow more nervous. Bowing his head as he looked at me with awe. I apologise for not showing more courtesy to a knightess of the highest order among the realms It was only then that he paused for a moment. But Im afraid Id need to ask for some kind of confirmation about your allegiance. He clearly looked nervous however I couldnt say his doubts were unfounded. Still, all I needed to do was present him with proof that I was indeed invited into the God Hunters Shit. My master brought me away from the God Hunters hang out spot before I could get myself enough proof of joining the supposed prestigious organisation, it would seem. No matter; I am still in control since I have all the power and merely need to prove that I have no intentions to use it against the city. So rather than prove I am a God Hunter (in fact) all I need to do is present them proof of my intentions. Fortunately I picked up a gift on my trip back. Moving my hand to signal my boys to bring the present to our new friends - ten or so stepping forward with blood dripping paper bags in either of their heads. Throwing all of them in front of the messenger as he Strangely hopped back in fear. Consider this a token of my serenity and Ill make sure to get some pretty flags for the next time I plan to travel as a militia. That man cautiously advanced towards the bags to open one up, having to wipe the blood away to reveal the fear filled face of the bandit, seemingly completely taken aback, Falling on his butt before crawling away like a little scaredy dog. Id say cat but Im afraid of summoning my birth mother from insulting cats. Although its not surprising that hed be shocked as I think those guys initially yelled something about being so powerful that not even the city dared target them. Wasnt really paying attention since I was talking to the master about the mission. Soon enough her gingerly picked up one of the bags then rushed towards the city gates which left me to just wait for him to return. Fortunately I prepared a seat for myself. Having a seat rise out my shadow only to then immediately see that master appearing atop of it before I even got a chance to move. Thanks~ my little legs were getting tired from all this waiting~! Giggling without a worry. Chapter 068: Choices Very quickly they let me into the city, shocker, although I was told that my army of bots wouldnt be able to follow me inside so I had no choice but to station them outside the walls. Of course that nameless goddess was bubbly skipping alongside me. In today''s sixteen hundred news report we need to discuss the uptick in bandit activity in the As I walked by a shop (excited to perhaps take a break from this hellish world) I couldnt help pick up the sound of a radio. Just listening to the quality revealed it to be more modern than the one inside the god hunters saloon. Giving it a look revealed it to also be less ornamental but still in that vintage style. Though suddenly I felt like something was wrong with this situation. Not as if I was in danger or someone was doing some dastardly plotting against me. Rather it was an issue with this very world than one specifically targeting me. Walking through the streets again; I began to pick up on things that I had initially let slide due to just believing this was another world with a different sequence of progress. Specifically I took note of the radios that were littered about. People seem generally happy about it all things considered. No matter where I looked there seemed to be these devices. One couldnt go very far without hearing some over the radio - perhaps youd even be able to see a TV flat screen or two with security secretly watching over it. All that in of itself wasnt massive since it was far lower level than my own world. What was strange about it was that it felt Artificially placed in. Looking at the nice cafes & bakeries that lined the streets, especially those with patio tables for people to rest, those radios would just be sat there without any kind of powersource presence. Batteries made sense of course. Yet this was a world of magic and I felt no magic from them - it could just be some form of shielding that prevented the mana from escaping yet that seemed unlikely. Dragons werent able to keep mana escaping from their bodies so how could human inventions? Additionally there was another matter. A lack of logic. Youre so cute when you get lost in your thoughts~. That master of mine said something but I chose to tactically ignore her. Not actually picking up on what she said and just the fact she spoke while looking in my general direction with a hand over her mouth as she giggled. There were wireless TVs & radios with no antenna yet no matter where I looked they did not have any form of long ranged communication between each other. Some may think that I am just pulling that out of my admittedly impressively large rump But one has to remember my first conversation with the guards. If they had the ability to communicate there is no way it wouldnt see military usage. Despite that, the old captain kept asking about details of their army as well as what happened inside the city. Their panic would be far greater if they had this sort of technology due to receiving no reports. This all despite there being clear methods to communicate in the very wireless radios that littered the city everywhere I looked. But for some strange reason the military didnt have their own commissioned? What sort of business could completely ignore a king when in his territory. Theyd be well aware that something had gone horribly wrong since I doubt that commander will be sending any messages. I didnt notice these inconsistencies immediately due to being distracted by my first city visit. It was hard to focus on anything else when that just happened. One couldnt deny that there was clearly a logical fallacy about not developing anything akin to the mobile phones of the 21st century with the level of tech displayed. Anyone could see the value of a phone over developing a newer tv or radio. All this was leading to a confusing puzzle where I think I lacked pieces. Almost as if Someone gave these people the tech but not the knowledge on how to recreate it. A startling realisation that got me to run over to one of the random tables where the radio where an old man was just enjoying a cup of tea. Ignoring his shock as I practically appeared next to him - I tried to grab that radio. Unfortunately it was bolted onto the table so I could only click my tongue in annoyance. What brand is this radio? Hoping the old man would know and somehow answer despite us obviously not getting off in the best fashion. For a moment he just gormlessly blinked at me like a fish who had just been taken out of the water. Soon enough he shook his shock away yet still looked at me in confusion at why I was asking what apparently seemed like an obvious answer to him. The same company as all of them? If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. So all the radios come from the same group? I asked to make sure that that startling realisation was actually true. Although I didnt need to even hear his response as his face told me everything I needed to know about this. Someone had an uncontested monopoly. Ehehehe~ so this is what you were so curious about~? That familiar voice asked from behind however anyone could tell it was more of a statement than a genuine question. Looking towards that goddess revealed she had an amused grin on those plump lips of hers. Her gaze turned towards the radio without bothering to acknowledge the man who was completely overwhelmed by bewilderment at this point. Having two cute but buxom girls suddenly approach his table to talk about what he thought was common sense. Not that I cared enough to spare him from that. This reaction basically confirmed she knew more than she was telling me; so basically I was back at step one when it came to this lizard. Though I wasnt able to bring it up as she started to walk away as if she wasnt interested in continuing this conversation topic. I also wasnt exactly in a position to make her talk. Yknow you are going to have to make a decision about what you want since I dont want to be called a teacher who takes advantage~.. What? I couldnt help blinking at the strange change of subject, though, that didnt stop her from walking which led to her getting a significant lead on me. Running to catch up as she didnt immediately respond - chosing to hum a tune that I didnt recognise but could tell sounded like a sea shanty of some kind. It certainly suited her even if it annoyed me. Probably why she kept doing it. Well I made you do something and in turn that allowed you to learn something new. The question is if what you learned is actually important; do you plan to rely on numbers to defeat your enemies? If so then I certainly gave you a reward else I still owe you. She said with a smile. Once more dropping a bomb that caused me to freeze up. Did I want to completely rely on my legion of bots to fight for me; I certainly prepared them to be able to fight but was it really to take my place? No I just wanted the efficient extra man power. There was no way I wanted to hide behind those bronze knights nor the silver knights after them. Plus How could I forget my companion? Hand coming down to rest on the holstered body of my precious six-iron (hand sliding up the leather to come across the handle) drawing the masterpiece of german origin. Why would I hide behind those guys when I have all the firepower I need right here. A smile finding its way up my lips; almost making me mistake that teacher as a mirror image as her lips also curled up in satisfaction at my answer. Her hands reached out as if balancing something upon both of her palms. For a moment there was indeed nothing between her hands. That quickly changed as the world itself seemed to crack around her fingers before the sound of shattering glass marked the end of the illusion. Between her hands now sat a single sheathed sword. I wasnt an expert but it looked like a katana with green rope things wrapped around the handle. Im not a sharpshooter nor do I have any experience What I do have experience with is empowering my weapon with my energy and attacking at such speed that no one can react. So, to you, I will allow you to study my first even weapon as it holds more secrets than you can imagine~. She said with a smug smile. Holding that sword out for me to grab with me almost wanting to say that shes just exaggerating how important some random blade is. I couldnt. Just being in front of the sword made me feel a terrifying pressure that didnt even seem to be intentionally released since she hadnt even drawn the weapon. It felt like I was in front of some ancient beast with a mere fragment of its wisdom being enough to drive anyone to greed. The sword itself was useless to me. What was important was what I could gleam out of it so the words of that loli didnt seem to be particularly inflated due to her ego. It made me wonder just what someone would do for this sword. Also what kind of life this sword had to possess such an aura; what was it even made out of? So, with such thoughts, I sheathed my revolver to carefully took the sword from her hands only to quickly place it in my inventory. There was no way I was going to run around with that out. She may not mind but I knew for a fact I couldnt protect it should some crazy monster notice its value. Lets return to that dommy mommy~. Breaking all seriousness - that midget turned on her heel to head towards the place she kidnapped me from - finger pointed in the direction she was travelling. Oh And dont get it out in this world and only in your own world when completely alone.