My main language is not English, so expect grammar, gender and other errors.
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I am nervous, something very understandable considering the situation I find myself in and all the problems that I had just caused less than 3 hours ago and although I had already apologized and promised that it would not happen again, the crew of this Spaceship? Dimensional ship? They didn't seem to trust my word very much.
Not that I can blame them considering I was about to kill everyone on the ship just because I got scared.
But they still hadn't thrown me into… whatever was out there, I hesitate to call it space because I had a brief glimpse out one of the windows and I'm pretty sure space wasn't purple with black voids that seemed bottomless. So either they had decided to take a leap of faith and trust that I wouldn't kill them by accident, or they were thinking of a way to get me off the ship before I accidentally kill them all.
I couldn't even blame them for considering the second possibility, I would probably think the same if there was a person capable of killing me without lifting a finger.
I'd still be more comfortable if they hadn't decided to lock me up alone in an interrogation room, a rather cozy interrogation room I must say, but an interrogation room nonetheless.
There were some potted plants placed in the corners, a very large silver metal table in the middle of the room and some surprisingly comfortable chairs, the fresh air from the ventilation was also quite pleasant and helped my body not to sweat due to nerves. The person in charge of escorting me here had even brought a glass of water and some cookies for me to taste.
I wasn't sure how much of it was true hospitality and how much was just a way to make sure I stayed calm to keep the entire ship and crew from going to shit, but as long as no one was trying to put a bullet in my head, throw me off the ship, or put me on a lab bench then I wouldn't complain.
I couldn't help but wonder where they had taken my "
staff", although calling it mine may not be correct, but after reviewing recent events and irrefutable evidence there was no doubt that this "
staff" now belonged to me. Perhaps they had locked it up somewhere to prevent me from having access to it, or perhaps they discovered that the "
staff" wasn't really that and now they were analyzing or experimenting with it,
her, to learn more about me.
Either option was understandable, but I really would rather they weren't doing the latter, I didn't have any kind of attachment to that "
staff" but I'd be stupid not to worry about what as of now was basically my main method of defense in case I had to fight to defend myself. Also if it hadn't been for my new
Zanpakuto most likely everyone on this ship would be dead by now.
Then I remembered how the nurses who were taking care of me remained motionless on the floor and seemed to be about to pass away just because I got scared and released a little of
his power, of
my power.
I couldn't help but wince when a feeling of guilt and shame rose in my chest, all the members of this ship had every right to distrust me and even confiscate my staff, they had only rescued me without expecting anything in return and I responded to that kindness by almost killing them all.
Were the nurses okay? Had someone died? I hoped not, I've never killed someone and I don't plan to ever, but if someone had really died due to my actions, even if it wasn't intentional on my part then… I wasn't sure what I'd do, cry probably, maybe even go into shock, I would definitely allow myself to be arrested, murder even if it wasn't intentional should still have some kind of punishment.
Although I wasn't sure what kind of sentence I would get for manslaughter I had no choice but to grit my teeth and accept. But I was getting ahead of myself, I still didn't know if someone had died and thinking about the worst possible scenario wouldn't help me to stay calm, I could only wait for someone to finally come to talk to me to ask if someone died.
I really hoped not.
I decided to think about other things, like the fact that I was now in another universe. The dimensional/spaceship already made it pretty obvious that I wasn't in my world, or dimension, but it was easy enough to figure out that I'm not in my universe (Multiverse?) anymore when I realized how animated this reality looked.
Have you ever watched Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness? Do you remember that scene where Strange and Chavez escape from Scarlet Witch by traveling through a dozen universes in an instant? In one of those universes everything was made of paint, in another it seemed to break into small cubes and in another everything looked like western cartoon style animation.
Well this is exactly the last case, it only replaces western cartoon with Japanese anime.
The few people I'd seen so far looked exactly like they'd been created by a Japanese animator, exotic colored hair and outlandish hairstyles, gigantic eyes, body proportions you'd never see in a person from my universe. And not only them, everything around me from the walls to the floor, the plants and the furniture, nothing seemed "real".
If I looked at them from a different angle I could even see shadows that were drawn on some parts of their bodies or how their noses disappeared, it was weird as shit.
And although I hadn't had a chance to see my reflection yet, I could easily see the rest of my body and say for sure that I now looked like them too. I only hoped that my body was still mine and that whoever was responsible for throwing me into this universe hadn't given me someone else's body.
Still I decided not to think too much about it, there were some more important things to worry about like for example inventing an explanation for why I was floating in space and how I was still alive. Besides explaining how I almost killed everyone on this ship without lifting a finger.
The second thing was easy to explain but I still needed to decide if I should tell the whole truth, I didn't know if something similar to
Reiatsu existed in this universe and revealing a power system that probably doesn't exist in this universe sounded like a bad idea, but there was no way to hide it when the first thing I did when I woke up was almost kill everyone with my
Reiatsu. Although considering the panic the entire crew went into after my little scare I doubted they had any records of anything like
Reiatsu.
Explain how I had ended up in the… Dimensional Sea? I think that's what they called it, it would be a bit more difficult, but I already had something in mind! I just needed to fine tune a few details and prepare answers to all the questions that will no doubt be thrown at me. It might not be a perfect plan but it was definitely better than saying I came from a different universe with a different art style.
Now if only the people on the other side of the room would stop watching me through the cameras and decide to come and talk to me then I would be grateful. It was a bit hard to tell the exact number of people on the ship, weak as they were I could still feel their presence
(souls?) It was a bit strange but not as strange as being thrown into another universe, so instead of wondering how I could sense other people I decided to find out if I had any range limits.
Apparently not, or maybe the ship was too small but I doubted it considering that I counted around 100 people, maybe there were more but I got bored of counting.
Then the door was opened.
I couldn't help but straighten up and stare when a woman with long blonde hair and a…Uniform? Her clothing was too strange to be a uniform. Why was she wearing a cape? Was that part of the uniform? More importantly, what the hell was she carrying in her hands? It looked like a really advanced and elegant mechanical staff, although it had a strange shape at the tip that reminded me of an axe.
The red alarms in my head went off. She wasn't here to execute me, was she? I was hoping not or else I would have to release my Reiatsu but this time for justified reasons.
"Sorry for the delay, but my companions and I were discussing who would be best suited to talk to you." The woman spoke with a surprisingly soft voice, there was a small smile on her face when she said that, kindness or embarrassment I didn't know, still I didn't let my guard down and prepared myself for the worst.
Although now that I looked at her more carefully she seemed strangely familiar.
I nodded. "Ah, okay, not that I can blame you guys for being cautious after…you know." I couldn't help but squirm a bit in my place when I remembered the nurses who were crushed by my Reiatsu. "Sorry again, I shouldn't have panicked… Is everyone alright? No one died? No one died, right?"
The smile on her face disappeared and she looked at me confused for a moment before speaking. "No, no one did, we are all just a little tired and sore but nothing serious." Oh, that was a relief. "Because you thought someone had died?"
I was silent while I considered how to answer that question. "It's complicated, but what I did…um, releasing my
Reiatsu, may cause other people to die due to the pressure…I guess. Sorry, I'm not very good at explaining this kind of thing." It had been years since I had read the Bleach manga or watched the anime so I had forgotten a lot of details.
I could see how she frowned worryingly and tilted her head a bit... Then a thought crossed my mind, was she talking to someone? Most likely she was, although I wondered how she was doing it.
"That's worrying, but you said you could control this…
Reiatsu?"
I nodded. "I just got scared, it won't happen again I promise."
Her red eyes looked directly into mine before nodding with a kind smile. "In that case it's fine, some crew members are still worried, especially Captain Chrono but if you say it won't happen again then I'll believe you."
That was good? I was a little taken aback by how easily she believed me and a part of me found it suspicious, but the so…honest way in which she said that almost made me believe that she really did trust me.
The blonde haired woman began to approach the table probably to sit down and begin the interrogation, the feeling that I had seen her somewhere before grew stronger and stronger but I ignored her in favor of looking at the… weapon in her hands, although she had been kind and understanding up until now I didn't want to risk being attacked by surprise, the technology I'd seen so far suggested that that staff/axe probably had some functions beyond just slashing and hit. Maybe shoot a laser beam? That was worrying because I didn't know if my body had also gained the same level of resistance as a Shinigami.
The blonde woman took a seat and she finally caught my gaze.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I suppose Bardiche makes you uncomfortable?"
I frowned at that word. "Bardiche?"
A fond look came over her face as she turned to look at the weapon in her hands. "Yes, that is the name of my Device."
"
[Greetings]" The weapon in her hand
spoke.
"...Your...Device just spoke?"
She nodded her head. "Is this the first time you've seen an Intelligent Device? I guess your world doesn't have something similar."
I thought carefully how to respond to that, but the feeling that I had seen this woman somewhere had already become impossible to ignore, Dimensional Sea, Intelligent Device, a girl with blonde hair and red eyes that I now know I've seen somewhere before.
"We don't have Intelligent Devices, but we do have something similar, though they usually can't talk to people other than their owners." I kept looking at Bardiche. "Hey, I don't think we have introduced ourselves yet." I shifted my gaze towards her and extended my hand. "I'm Konami, nice to meet you."
Konami wasn't my real name but I didn't know if there was some kind of voodoo magic here or something like that, maybe I'm being paranoid but I wasn't going to risk it, especially in an anime world that I now know I've seen before.
The blonde woman blinked before an embarrassed look crossed her face. "You're right, we've all been so busy recovering from what happened that we forgot to ask your name." She extended her gloved hand and waved back. "I am Fate Testarossa Harlaown, I am currently working under the command of Captain Chrono, and I will be the one to conduct your interrogation."
"Fate Testarossa." I couldn't help but repeat the name when something finally clicked in my mind and I remembered why she seemed so familiar. "That's a good name."
Fate smiled. "Thanks. Is it okay if we start with a few simple questions? There are a few things we need to know about you in order to help you."
I tried my best smile, but I didn't need a mirror to know what had gone terribly wrong. "Sure, I'll try to answer the best I can."
The moment I most expected and at the same time feared arrived. Looking on
the bright side now I'm pretty sure they won't throw me off the ship or put a bullet in my head.
I hope.