End Simulator (Worm/Altpower)

"Actually, can you tell me what's happening here?" I asked.

"... Okay. But first, please move out of the hole and stop taking those cans and doing... whatever your doing again!" Velocity told me with exasperation.

I noticed that I am reaching out towards the trashes and eating it.

"Oops! I didn't meant to do that!" I said in apology.

I tried to stop eating these delicious me--I mean, the trashes. Yep, the trashes...

"... And once again, please move out of that place."

I complied with his words and move out at the melting road beneath my feet.

"Actually, can you do something about that acidic nature of yours? It would be troublesome if you kept melting things while we're having a conversation." Velocity told me.

"I don't know... let me try..." I said before trying to weaken my acidic nature.

... Oh! It's surprisingly easy to weaken it!

Well, I am still acidic, but I won't accidentally melt the ground that I am stepping on if I maintain this state.

"Oh. You suddenly look a transparent now." Velocity told me.

I look at my body with my other parts and see what he is talking about.

My greenish, bluish color suddenly changes into a colorless gel with some hints of green in it.

Does it indicate the toxicity of my acid through the color changes of my body?

"Thank you." The weird costumed guy said. "Anyway, you said you are curious about something. What do you want to ask?"

"... I don't know?"

"You don't know?"

He looks at me with a tone of befuddlement.

"I don't have any memories. So I don't know what to ask..." I said. "Actually... why don't you tell me anything?" I asked with a tilt of my head.

"Oh... general knowledge then. I can do that." He said.

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Learning about the common things here is a good thing.

So I am in a city called Brockton Bay. Currently located on the Downtown area.

This city seems to be somewhere on the North East Coast of America.

America, or United States of America, seems to be what this country is called.

Now, along with normal people living here, there are some special ones who acquire powers. They are classified as Parahumans.

Parahumans who go out with a costume in the public are called Capes. It seems like the term was taken because Parahumans mostly uses capes as part of their costume in the late 80s.

Parahumans covers every person who acquired supernatural powers. This includes people like me, mutated people with no memories of ourselves.

It seems like each supernatural cases were put in a Case File. Most Case Files are about some well-known ones like some flying golden man who is called Scion, or some killer machines called Endbringers. Parahumans are also one of the Case Files.

Now, for mutated people who have no memories of themselves, they are called as the Case 53. Well, we are the 53rd confirmed supernatural case, hence the designation.

Usually, Case 53s have a mark somewhere in there body that is either a stylised U, inverted C, or anything else that is like those. I lack that mark in me, maybe I eat it when I am manifesting myself?

Oh... talking about manifesting myself...

It seems like the PRT were alerted by some civilians near this place. It seems like they saw some sort of black rip in space, so people obviously became interested.

It's stupid. Why do people get close to a scary rip in space?

Well, after getting the call, the PRT quickly moves out along with Velocity. It seems like, depending on the situation, they will also call for reinforcements.

Which means, some heroes are nearby. I can't see them though...

Anyway, that rip on space slowly vanishes, replacing it with me.

... Is it that weird black space where I was stuck awhile ago?

Anyway, the PRT came after I manifested.

The PRT, or Parahuman Response Team, seems to be the one in charge of anything Parahuman related. It's obvious by just it's name.

I am satisfied with those answers. Well, not really satisfied, but at least happy that I finally know where I am.

"Anyway, is it now fine if you come with us?" He asked me. "Also, if you are really hungry, we have a more palatable meal than those... things..." He said while pointing at the meal that I am currently munching with my slimy tentacles(?) that I can somehow move.

Right. I got pretty bored hearing those exposition so I was controlling my body and making some feelers that can reach long distances and take those delicious meals!

I need am getting bored so I wanted to eat!

But wait... he said they have a more palatable meal with them?

What's more delicious than this?

Should I go with them?

While thinking about it, Velocity suddenly touches something within his ear. I can hear some static sound within it.

Is he communicating with someone?

Suddenly, he became a bit tense.

"Copy that. Over." He said before looking at me. "Miss, you should come with us right now. Something dangerous is fast approaching!"

"Dangerous...?"

"Ugh... we have no time for this!"

Velocity seems to be a bit frustrated, though he is not getting close to me to grab my hand. I can see that he was being impatient as he gestured pleadingly for him to come along.

Before I could think about it, I heard some ear-splitting sound behind me. It felt like a sound of some bad rotor taken up to eleven or something.

Looking at my back, I can see something getting closer here fast.

"MOVE IT FUCKERS!" Some vulgar words came from the large thing getting closer here.

"Shit!" I heard Velocity cursed under his breath. "Slime Girl! Move aside!" He yelled at me.

Uwaah! That large thing that is getting closer seems to be some sort of monstrosity!

How can someone make a truck, that is a mix of a van and a tractor?

Also, it moves like a motorcycle and have some muzzles that seems to be from some sort of artillery or tank or something. That is so weird!

.... Is it delicious?

"RUN THESE CUM GUZZLERS OVER! WE'RE THE KING OF THE FUCKING ROADS, BABY!"

... The sound coming from it is so vulgar. Am I sure it will be tasty? I might get sick if I try it?

I wonder what I should do?

[]Comply with the spandex guy and move aside
[]Repel the monster truck
-[]Eat it
-[]Eat it while making sure that anyone inside it are not hurt
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Mythical Queen Slime (The First End Unit)

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