Tales of Anjels

[Anjel]

I lift my shade to the suicidal idiot, before sighing.

"Do you have any idea what you got into?"

"N-no"

"Okay, you went into a ritual, with seven power-hungry freaks Who have to kill themselves in order to get the prize, I am the only hope to prevent you and any other innocent people from dying, so sit still and I will take care of the rest of the capiche ".

"Wait what?".

"Understood?!"

"Good, stay," I say, pointing down. "Don't worry, Master, our pact has been sealed and with that, I promise to guide and protect you from the dangers ahead".

"covenant?"

Turning towards the door, I walk to the exit, using my sword that was hidden by the spell that my teacher had taught me, I cross the exit.

"I thank you for your patience, it is for not attacking me while I was taking care of my master, lancer". I say the figure that was standing on his spear.

He was about ten feet away, tall with blue hair and a full-bodied leather jumpsuit of the same color, his red eyes looked at mine with a certain amount of humor, his lips had an amused smile.

Cú Chulainn

"And miss the whole show? I'm not sure when I shouldn't be involved when it isn't due". he said giving me a wink

"I'm sure your lady must be very proud." I say rolling my eyes "If it's not too much then could I ask you not to fight today? My master has just been through many diversities, and so I think I will not be able to do my best in this fight." I tell him as I move, in the distance they are my master and close to my opponent, subtly casting a protective spell on the place where he had been.

His eyes were focused on me, I knew that he had learned runes in his training and that even in a different class, but Chulainn could still use them even if they were not as strong as that of his fellow launcher.

That's why even though I cast my spell on the soles of my feet, I didn't let my guard down.

"Oh?" raise your eyeshadow "it is you who make me believe that I would not take advantage of this after all sabers are recognized as one of the most difficult classes to deal with". he said, turning his spear. never taking my eyes off mine.

"Is it told you that I am a servant of the sword?" I say pulling Seibar!.

"Are you not and? I'm sure the weapon you hold is nothing short of a sword"

"Maybe" I reply neutrally "Or maybe you're holding an ax, a shield, or even a bow, you more than anyone should know that the class system is something much broader than you think".

"Well," he said, putting himself in battle, "Maybe I should just find out!"

His movements were fast, he crossed the distance in an instant, his spear moves in a fast and ferocious way just like its bearer.

Clam.

Defends left, down, up, left, and right.

My invisible sword moves quickly defending me from his blows, 1, 5, and 9 were the number of blows he gave me.

Attack, up, down, left, right, and repeat.

10, 15, and 20 were the number of hits he defended.

With a roar, I approach him, dodging his spear, hitting him hard and making him retreat.

he takes advantage of the momentum, sliding across the floor, doing two turns before running towards me, his arm stretches with the tip of it directed towards my torso.

Deviation from the thrust is I raise my sword in a horizontal cut throwing his spear upwards, I approach quickly taking advantage of its opening, biting with an open palm on his sternum, casting a brief prana drainage spell.

"Hug .." moans the spearman.

Not giving him time to recover, I kick his abdomen and move my sword to its most vulnerable spot.

His eyes widen in panic, at that moment I felt a very sick satisfaction.

Did you fight baby? now take it like a man!

He moves his spear in a desperate way to protect himself, the force of my swing makes him stumble backward, I keep pressing, causing him to lose space more and more.

"Rhar! ' I roar swinging my blade to your chest.

His right arm moves, redirecting my blade, throwing me aside, before attacking me

Moving quickly, I make a handstand, rotating my legs in a helicopter motion kicking his spear in the other direction, placing my feet on the ground, I slide in one turn and quickly move my sword towards his head.

He defends by holding the spear with both hands, they tremble with the force of the blow, their teeth gnashed and their faces winced with effort.

'Well,' I think it looks like 'the fetish is working'.

Deflecting my blow down the spearman jumps, fallen a few meters away.

"Hey! what was the idea of trying to stab me there? I thought you guys didn't make such a low move!" said the spearman angrily.

"In fact, many of the sabers would not make such a low move, but know that I never follow what I expected, even if I hate it, I will still do that and more to protect those I need!" I say in a detached way to a lancer.

"Oh, so you're not afraid to get your hands dirty are you?" Question with curiosity.

"Which of us heroic spirits never gets dirty to do what should be done? When we let others dictate our wishes and actions? Those who submit others to their desires and ideals are nothing more than the scum that needs to be eliminated!" I tell him, briefly remembering what I went through to save those I loved.

"Ah! You and someone else follow your own heart, aren't you, Swordswoman? If it weren't for my cowardly master's orders, I'd invite you for a drink." he said moving to a position that was recognized by both the master and the servant.

"Take it easy, but I don't think I can accept your invitation at the moment, maybe after asking my husband I'll change my mind". I say sincerely, positioning myself.

* clicks the language "It would be a pity then, your husband must be a lucky guy for a woman of such strength". responds "Anyway it was a pleasure to fight you, but I think this battle ends here!"

The tip of his spear began to glow in an incandescent tone, instantly the light engulfs the blade, moving like crimson fire, the blade also released a terrible desire for blood, as if the blood of countless battles becomes a tool whose sole purpose was to bathe in blood.

So this is the feeling of your NP lancer, what a terrible thing.

"I will have your heart". yells before running towards me.

My legs part, my feet stay firm, I breathe slowly, clearing my mind, focusing on the goal, getting rid of all doubt.

Probability of victory 35% probability of defeat 71%

Change the odds.

He steps hard, stretching the blade's arm backward in order to launch it towards me.

Probability of victory 58% probability of defeat 41%

Achieve the impossible, exceed the imposed limits.

"Gae ...." - his voice resonates

Probability of victory 89% probability of defeat 19%

The spell has been cast, the enemy will be defeated.

.... Bolg! "
Probability of winning 100% zero losses

Break the imposed limits, the queen's supreme order.

He releases the spear, it flies like an arrow, its movements in sig sag search for its prey.

In an instant he meets my sword, in the next, he hits my chest, my body, and is lifted by the air and as fast as I went up I find myself on the ground.

I hear the panic cry of the boy watching my battle.

The dust settles, revealing me to them.

"How did you know? How did you survive my spear ?!"

I smiled.

Blood dripped from the wound on my shoulder.

My opponent's veins stand out, his teeth gnash and a growl comes out of his throat.

"We all have ours to break down impossible causes, we both know that in order to escape certain death, he is not even the Protector of Ireland". he said quietly to the enchanted spearman.

Thanks to the spells I cast before and during the battle.

The first was a protection that I put on the warehouse road.

The second was to absorb prana, not to weaken him, but also to support the spell he would then cast.

The third spell is known as manipulation of probability, which allows me to manipulate the probability of loss, but that would only be possible in cases of impossibility or high risk.

This is not my NP, but an aggregate of medium and weak spells mixed to create these three spells, which if used intelligently can prevent death by the strike that reverses cause and effect.

Best of all, I created this combo at the beginning of the battle.

Tech * "It messed up if I need to be fatal use that move, or I'm in trouble". confesses in a relaxed way.

"Really ?" I say slightly amused by his total personality change.

"Yes, as I said before My lord is a coward, you dodged my spear, so he's ordering me home". he said walking with the spear on his shoulder.

"It doesn't hurt, son of Irish, in any case, I thank you for the little scam". I say to a figure who turned his back on me.

Some would be irritated by his arrogance, but I felt touched, as this small action indicated that despite our struggle, he trusted me not to attack him from behind.

Or that, or simply because he knew that you can counterattack if I did that to him.

But knowing your personality, it is more the first option than the last.

He stopped walking.

"oh, and what do you think?"

"I honestly believe that it would be very difficult to face you if you were serious". I say with a shrug, before getting up.

"So you're underestimating yourself". he said looking at me over his shoulder.

?

"I saw the spells you cast, they were extremely complex, even my caster form would have a hard time understanding them, and if I hadn't been giving my all in that defense, I wouldn't have lowered my wait for that attack, believe me, whether or not you tiptoed me in that fight, I'm impressed ". said with resolute

"Receiving a compliment from Hercules Irish? Wow, I'm even embarrassed, do you always say that to all the girls you fight?" she said playfully as she put a hand on my face.

* Laughs "I was called by many names more than ever, compared to such a warrior! This will be on my list" his shoulders will shake, before he falls, the warrior leaps over the wall, balancing himself between the tiles he turns to her and says "but as for the compliment, let's say I only give these to those who deserve". he said winking at me

"Married and very happy" I reply.

"eh, it never hurts to try". he said before taking on his spirit form and disappearing.

I let out a breath of relief when I feel my distance from the house and my radius of reach.

Step one survives the infamous Gae Bolg! done.

Soon I feel the presence of another servant running in that direction

Now I step two to screw a counter-guardian.

 

[Caldon]

Now I step two to screw a counter-guardian.

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You mean "Actually" Satan?

 

[Anjel]

Self-insertion that travels to Middle-earth while sleeping, period before the battle of the five army.

 

[Anjel]

Sofia's life was monotonous.

As a child she dreamed of living a life full of adventures, she was not like the other girls who thought they were princess, marry enchanted prince or be a housewife, she did not want to know the world, discover her mysteries and discover new horizons.

She wanted to be like Indiana Jones, to know ancient civilizations and even discover secrets long lost.

In adolescence, her desire for knowledge was deeper, because she was from a poorer family, she suffered many times, she had to stop buying the items she needed to complete her studies, but there was no giving up, she studied and learned where she could, she fought with nails and teeth to make your dream come true, go to college, become famous, and repay your parents.

However, the world was cold and cruel, as she had to abandon her dreams when they died, leaving her in debt.

Now she had not only had to fight for her studies but also had to bring home money, and pay the debts her parents left to look after her.

she got a job as a waitress at a local cafeteria that only paid enough to put food on the table and pay some bills.

Many times she had to stop eating to be able to pay her debtors, who were petty people always charging more and more.

On the positive side, the owner of the cafe was a lovely and gentle elderly woman, she had helped a lot when she needed it most, always giving a tip or leftover of the day for her to take home.

But today...

"Here, Sofia, for the good service".

It was very different.

"Mrs. Helena, why are you giving this to me?".

In one of the old woman's hands was the bag of leftovers that she always gave her in the other a small silver necklace with a simple leaf pendant, although it was beautiful and delicate, it had a captivating aura, which hypnotized me, making me want put it on and never take off.

Spoiler: pendent

"That is why wanted , is my gift to you, as far as I remember, tomorrow will be your birthday and how will you be off , I decided to give you your present in advance.". replies the lady, in a hoarse and gentle tone, while giving me the objects.

"That ... it's very kind of you, Mrs. Helena, but you didn't need to buy me a necklace, a small cake would be enough". I say in a shaky voice, picking up both packages.

"Bah nonsense, you deserve this and more, the young people of today do not respect the older ones anymore nor do they strive to accomplish what they desire, they are rude, lazy, and badly educated, you my girl and something very rare, it is for it deserves a gift ". said Helena, shaking the finger to the girl while speaking.

"Besides, this jewelry was not very expensive, I managed to buy it in an antique store nearby". said the old woman.

"Oh, thank you very much, Mrs. Helena". said the girl.

"Come on, now go ....it's already getting late and I don't want anything to happen while I go home".

"Okay, see you the day after tomorrow".
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The return home was quiet and without any problem, she was lucky because the collector was not waiting for her.

Right after the shower, dressed, and fed Sofia gets ready for bed, when she gets to her bed she gets ready and turns to change the alarm, but something catches her eye, the necklace that was on the furniture next to the clock , it shone slightly as if it is called.

Taking it Sofia looks intensely at the object, moving it from side to side, mesmerized by its charm, acting impulsively she puts it on and is surprised to feel it was hot.

Unawares, she lies down, turns off the light and prepares to sleep.

.......

Tall, clear tree trunks rise around it, the great gaps between them denying its size.

Although it does not follow a clear path, no shrubs hinder its path; her continues in a sinuous line, golden brown leaves falling to the ground around it in lazy arcs and loops.

There is a small harp in his hands, with curves of silver metal and golden reflections embedded in it, had a designer very similar to that of ivy with small flowers blooming on its branches.

She does not remember learning to play the harp, but even so, her fingers twist skillfully over the strings, pulling gold to produce a beautiful melody she has never heard before.

Dressed in a long dress, whose colors were mixed in a beautiful degrade, with silver embroidery on the chest , that she did not remember wearing, the sleeves that were cut in two flowed gracefully by the breeze , moving like leaves blown by the wind.

Spoiler: Dress

Brown leather boots that she does not remember receiving leave no impression on the earth as she walks.

Her long brown hair, gently curly, falls loose beyond her waist, although she doesn't remember having it that long.

She does not know how long she has been walking through the pale, unchanging forest before the urge to sing takes over.

O Gil-galad i Edhelchír
dim linnar i thelegain :
Im Belegaer a Hithaeglir
Aran ardh vethed vain a lain.
Gariel maeg ech Gil-galad,
Thôl palan - gennen, ann-vegil;
A giliath arnoediad
Tann thann dîn be genedril.
Dan io-anann os si gwannant
A m as, ú-bedir ithronath;
An gîl dîn na-dúath di-dhant,
vi Mordor, ennas ca ed a gwath.

She does not recognize the song, or the language, or even her own voice, but somehow she understands, and as the frighteningly beautiful voice that cannot belong to her weaves in and out of the harp's sad notes, she cries for Gil- Galad the Elven King. It is only when the final note sounds, clear as a crystal bell, that something finally changes in the unchanging wood.


"Daro."

The voice of an ethereal and velvety woman intones the word with absolute authority. Stop.

She turns gently on her heels to face the speaker, her fingers finally stopping on the harp strings.

She is a few feet away, a familiar, tall, and graceful figure in a shiny silver dress, shining like a fallen star against the pale wood. Long silver and golden hair spill in waves over his shoulders, intertwined with silver threads and jewels that seem to culminate in a circle on his forehead. Intense, unusually blue eyes penetrate him. A mind grazes hers, curious, and she knows, without knowing it, that it is her mind that she feels, and her mind that gave the command its ethereal double timbre.

She tilts her head to the side with curiosity.

"Man le?" she asks, making no move to approach. Who are you?

Silence falls over the forest as she considers the question.

When she speaks, words that she does not remember learning smoothly flowing in her language, she is quite surprised by the response.

"Nonue," she whispers. No one.

Spoiler: Sindarin(Nonue)

Then the pale wood disappears and suddenly it is Sofia Preston who is blinking dazedly at the ceiling of her apartment, moaning the young woman rolls over on the bed, feeling the alarm, turning it off instantly.

Sleepy and with the memories of her strange dream, Sofia gets up to start her day, when she stumbles, in which she instinctively leans on the dresser and automatically looks at the object in which she stumbled.

It is what she sees instantly wakes her up.

'What the hell'. she thinks a little hysterical, sitting on the bed looking down in a dazed way.

There on the ground where her had stumbled was a beautiful silver harp with golden highlights.

The same instrument she played in her dream.

Her heart thundered, she didn't believe what she was seeing, her mind frantically searched for answers to that situation.

But

For more denies Sofia knew .....

This dream ... is not like any other she has ever had, she knew it was important and had the feeling that this is clearly an omen of what is to come.

Whether it was good or not, the young woman did not know

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Author note.

J.R.R. Tolkien's Fall of Gil-galad is a song sung by Samwise near Amon Sûl (see Knife in the Dark in The Ring Sets Out, in The Fellowship of the Ring).
P. 17. My text is based on translation of Eli Bar-Yahalom, but I have introduced few minor changes which are in accordance with Sindarin documents by Tolkien revealed in Vinyar Tengwar.


«Man Gil-galad?» mabent Gelir; dan Telcontar ú-dhambent, a and thiant i siriant vi innath. Na-vragol i-lam dofn norr:

Ó Gil-galad i Edhelchír
dim linnar i thelegain :
Im Belegaer um Hithaeglir
Aran ardh vethed em vão um mentiroso.

Gariel maeg ech Gil-galad,
Thôl palan - gennen, ann-vegil;
Um giliath arnoediad
Tann thann dîn be genedril.

Dan io-Anann OS Si gwannant
Um m como, ithronath ú-Bedir;
Uma Gil dîn na-di-Dúath Dhant,
vi Mordor, ennas ca ed um gwath.

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Translation:

«Where [is] Gil-galad?» asked Merry; but Strider not-answered, and he seemed that [he] flowed in thoughts. Suddenly the voice low murmured:

About Gil-galad the Elven-king
sad sing [pl.] the harpers:
between Great-sea and Misty-mountains
king [of] reign last fair and free.

Holding sharp-spear [of] Gil-galad,
helm afar-seen, long-sword;
and stars unnumbered
show [the] shield his like [a] mirror.

But ago-long from now [he] passed
and where, not-say [pl.] loremasters;
for star his to-darkness down-fell,
in Mordor, there lays shadow.

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Glossary:

*mabent 'asked'.
*dambent 'answered'; cf. dambeth 'answer'.
*na-vragol 'suddenly'; cf. bragol 'sudden' and a pattern seen in adverb na vedui 'at last'.
*norr 'murmured'; cf. *nor- 'murmur', cognate of Quenya nurra-.
*io-anann 'long ago'.
*tann 'showed'; preterite of *tan- 'show' < *TA-N- 'show, indicate'.
*mas 'where?'

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[Anjel]

I had an idea and if I write a self-insertion in a universe where Goetia had "won".

 

[Anjel]

I don't know exactly what happened, but somehow I knew something was wrong.

The first fact was that when I woke up and found myself in a place that I will not remember.

The second was that I was somehow sleeping inside a flower.

Why do I know that?

Because the walls were so much softer than they normally would be, there was no water around me to be inside a uterus and it was clear enough to distinguish where it was, but the main factor that revealed it was ...

Atchim!

I was allergic to polemic.

Standing up, I walk cautiously to the petals and reluctantly separate them by opening a crack to see the world.

And I find myself disappointed and relieved.

It seemed the flower was inside a huge white room.

Yes white, with no furniture except the table whose vase the flower was.

After a few indecisive minutes, I step out of the flower and cautiously, descending from the vase that it was in when I feel a cold touch on my feet, realizing in that instant that I was barefoot.

I quickly look at the reflective floor, to examine myself when I scream in fright ...

My voice is much louder than normal.

My appearance had changed, as well as the clothes I was wearing, I also had two additional appendages to my back, the sensation of which I have only now, which indicated which species had transformed me.

Spoiler: Appearance

Fary.

Who ..

The memories started to return at that moment, the agreement I had with a boeng was so far beyond me that I was nothing more than a specification for them.

It seemed that the powers given me would act on their behalf if I heard the need, which was almost never according to him, there was also the fact that I was chosen was a mere coincidence

Since he needed to choose someone to represent him for having lost a bet, then he would probably forget that I exist if it wasn't interesting enough for him.

While most people would be irritated by these words or annoyed by words, I felt relieved and cautious.

Well, no, and every day you are chosen to represent a superior being without wanting anything in return.

Even those described in the stories, they wanted something like intertraction, defense of a world in question ....

Anyway when he gave me the powers, I was shocked.

Normally the SIs gained more limited broken powers, many of which were systems and even abilities of anime characters.

I had something else.

Apparently he looked at the most requested powers and decided to choose 3 random ones from the powers of broken anime characters.

Yui's powers were one of the chosen ones.

But precisely I could access the very structure of reality and change it as I wished, just as Yui was able in Sao, and if Cardinal was not there to limit it, she could do anything.

It could create and destroy entire virtual worlds. Although I could do the same, except that it is not virtual. Just to get it?

That was how I would be for the rest of my life.

The second power was something extremely useful, most definitely broken.

Akashic records

I had access to the existing records of the entire multiverse, all within my reach.

Latter was something so broken that I even spent it when I realized I had it.

Calendar.

It took a few minutes to stop laughing.

with the following discovery.

I'm a CYOA and a Jumpcham.

DC

Dragon Ball

Nasuverse

Naruto

Marvel

Transformers

And others.

Everything within my reach, multiverse care, because here I go.

 

[Anjel]

How long have I been in that void?

It could be days, weeks, or months .....

My senses were long gone.

Hearing, sight, touch, and taste...

I felt numb.

There is only one thing I could still do was think.

But I still ran the risk of losing my mind.

It is with this in mind that I did what anyone with self-prevention would do .....

I fell asleep.
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"......... I want you to bring my beautiful Jeanne!"

I woke up again in fright when I felt like a tiny part of me was separated from my being.

That's when I realized that something...

I was no longer in the void.

I could see it!

What you saw scared her ...

The place looked like a gothic church, it was dark and had a dark aura, she could see the enclosure with the dark wooden benches leading to the church entrance, but at the same time she could see, The cross and the candles, along with the piano that was on the left away from the pupil, which should have been on her back, but somehow she could see as well as she could see in front of her!

Unfortunately, that was not what scared the most, of course, that waking up after hibernating in a place devoid of life should be the first warning sign, it is discovering after waking up from the snooze that I could see in 360 °, cool although it was disconcerting, raised flags in my mind.

But that was nothing compared to waking up and discovering that I was being held by the hand of a giant that I definitely knew!

Dark hair combed back a huge, furrowed brow, his skin was a sickly pale shade, his dark eyes were bulging like fish eyes where the glow of madness was visible.


His robes were dark, and around his neck, there was a kind of scarf with stripes in varying colors between light and dark purple.

Gilles Of Rais.

It was there that I realized something of extreme importance: that I had somehow reincarnated in the nasuverse.

But how?

"Finally ..... Finally we will be together again, my Jeanne! And with that we will take revenge on the traitors who have hurt her". cries the man crazy.

His disgusting fingers caressed me, touching me with a tenderness that made me sick, his touch felt wrong in so many ways that he couldn't explain it.

It was as if my own being realized that he was unworthy as if someone's touch is expected.

It was from there that I realized ...

No please .... please don't tell me that ...

The drainage feeling became stronger, what used to drop became a small stream, as thin as a silk thread.
No ... no ... no

The atmosphere became heavy, and a circle with familiar symbols appeared on the floor.

Stop .... STOP ...

An intense light came out of the circle, and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't stop it, it was like being tied to a chain, and no matter how hard I pulled that chain, it wouldn't break, the only way was to obey the order I was given.

I knew that if that was what I believed it was if I really were in that specific universe then humanity would be condemned, if this madman's will was fulfilled then millions of lives would be lost in that era.

So this was how the Alladin genius felt?

The time seemed to decrease when a figure started to appear, that's when I noticed something.

Just because I can't fight it doesn't mean that I necessarily have to obey your wish.

Because if he did that, it was very likely that Ruler would not appear, which would probably end up resulting in the failure of the chaldea to end the singularity, since Jeanne is the key to solving it.

For this and other issues, it was what motivated me to act, stretching my 'hand', I wove the thread, altering his desire, granting what he wanted but not exactly as he wished.

He wanted the resurrection of his saint, but he also wanted revenge, he wanted his beloved back, but totally distraught.

That's how he would have it.

But also it would not be 'complete', because where there is light there is also darkness, that is why just as there would be an Avenger there would also be a Saint.

The light faded, and finally, the figure takes shape, She wore a black tiara that adorned her head, her hair was short and white, her eyes were golden, she wore dark robes, she had black armor that highlighted her skin was pale.

Confused, the woman blinks, touching her chest as if she doesn't believe she was alive, her eyes move quickly, scanning the environment in which she found herself, before settling on the man who held me.

Her eyes widen and incredulous.

"Gilles are you? What happened to you? W-how am I alive?"

"Yes, it is me, my dear Jeanne, it turns out that I finally saw the truth, my eyes were opened to the ingratitude of the French people for their sacrifice, it is thanks to my efforts, I was finally able to revive it and repair the injustice that these inconsistent fools did to you my beloved Jeanne ". responds the madman.

Hers lose focus when she hears that answer, lost in memories soon she starts murmuring...

"Yes .... justice will be done .... they will pay, all France will pay, I will take revenge on everyone, I will make them feel my hatred, when it is over there will be no stone unturned". it was possible to hear the uncertainty in heA tone, but with every word that came out of his lips, but that uncertainty was subsisted by the spread and in the end, only hatred could be distinguished.

Finishing her speech the avenger throws her head back, releasing the most insane and horrifying laugh that she could have heard.



Meanwhile, in a distant forest, a blonde figure with a face as beautiful as an angel opens her beautiful blue eyes and looks around in confusion, as she knew that her summons was different from the others.

It was not alone.

In the next few weeks, they were marked by blood, it is kind of a disgrace that has occurred throughout France, some servants had responded to humanity's call for help.

Meanwhile, in a small church, a sanctified object that has become sentient plans the next action that should follow.

After all, what's the point in being an object of phenomenal cosmic powers if you don't have fun?

Hmmm ... Grand Order never had a savior servant, did it? I would like to know what would change if I introduced this servant into history?

It doesn't matter, we already have some rules, so what a difference it will be since it is O Santo grall.

In addition, trolling a certain beast will be a very nice bonus.

 

[Caldon]

So, a SI as a sentiant Holy Grail during the France Singulairty... I would love to see a part two to that if not only to imagine the total confusion that Beast I would have to that.

 

[Anjel]

"Give us back our money! Now !! "The pursuers were still screaming.

"I'm not going to give you shit back !! I didn't do anything, you fool !! As much as he ran, he still had the breath and the voice to shout back.

She could totally blame the old man for his use of language, besides ...

- Boy, we will finish this business in a few hours, so try to stay out of trouble understand?

'Crystal clear'

It wasn't as if she cared about problems, they just showed up and of course, nobody believed it even when she claimed innocence, in fact, many members of the family believed that she and the problems were born together as soul mates, could never really separate them.

It is likely that they are right since she remembered always finding herself in unusual situations in her past life.

Yes, past life since she had the great honor of becoming an Isekai, unfortunately being conscious during her birth counted as an isekai experience.

Of course, discovering that I had been reborn as a female version of one of the Marvel characters with the worst luck of all would be the apex of this shit situation.

On the positive side, I discovered that I had powers at 5, or more precisely, magic circuits. believe it or not, when I discovered this I almost had a heart attack, because if I was in the marvel universe it was bad to imagine how much worse it would be adding nasuverse to the mix.

After some research, I found out that I was not in a crossover but that my magic circuits were the family's genetic heritage.

Something I will tell you about later.

Here let me introduce my name is Petra Parker and I am the spider woman.

...........

......

...

Pfff

Buahahahah ..... you should your face was hilarious ...... no ...... Un/Fortunately, I was not honored to be born with luck Parke.

But seriously speaking now, call me Petra Quill or as I prefer lady of the stars.

Back to why I'm running from a bunch of aliens chasing ...

She decided to kill time by visiting gaming tables while Yondu and his men were traveling on business across the city.

'Never cheat in the game if you can't make it look like you're not cheating'

Thanks again Yondu…. She only won 60 consecutive times when those alien punks decided they should take their heads off, that was the reason why she was running for her life now.

Now, where the hell was her old man when she needed him most !!! He could be proud of her if he knew that she managed to fool the idiots 60 times in a row, but he would appreciate it if he didn't get his head ripped off because of it.

"You can't run forever!" They yelled at her.

Damn that persistent person! don't they know when to quit? I've been chatting with the people on the 4 wall for about 2 minutes! and they are still running after me.

"Oh, trust me, I can" She had been running most of her life with the reinforcement spell as a base would be papaya with sugar, so it certainly wouldn't be a problem.
As quoted by a certain popsicle: I can do this all day.

What frustrated her the most was that she should have already fooled the idiots but somehow they always found her and it's not as if they tracked her by the smell...

Oh, shit, there's a char'ts between them, damn anthropomorphic dog ...

It was at that moment that unfortunately, his luck decided to attack, in front of him, there was an unfinished bridge. She was so focused on running and cursing mentally that she didn't see the building sign. So when she turned to look ahead again ... it was too late ...

There were several times she hated gravitation. When she failed to reach some delicious fruits on the tall tree when she ran around Elector when she was a girl and stumbled and was ridiculed, when she dropped her favorite candy on the ground and now …… .. she was falling to her death.

Again.

"SHITTTTT !!!!!!!!!! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!! "


Meanwhile ...

"We are very grateful for the kindness of your ruler, please inform your majesty that our peace will be valued as long as our planet thrives." said Senator Edotniamo as he walked beside Supreme Accuser Kree to say goodbye to him.

"Definitely, senator. We also appreciate your warm hospitality, "replies The Supreme Accuser, who was none other than Ronan, much to the admiration of the Senate, since according to the popular Kree's persistence, the accusers more than the rest, are warriors more than diplomats.

Something that Ronan could not fail to notice, but he did not feel insulted as he would do everything his emperor ordered that for the peace and prosperity of the empire, it is for that he needs to be diplomatic then he can and will take peaceful words from his mouth without tripping.

Damn it if this is not the proper image of a Supreme Defendant, the elders should understand that no matter how useful it is to have a warlord image, an accuser will do whatever is necessary for his people and his emperor, if that is for uses diplomacy who is he to go against his ruler?

Thankfully, he was a very good self-taught man, as diplomacy was not taught at the warrior academy in which he had lived.

Sighing internally the Kree observes a beautiful and peaceful planet, the people here are also very calm and polite. It looked like nothing could go wrong here ………

At that very moment, something had fallen from the top of his chest with a loud thud !!!!!

The Kree officers were all stunned, but quickly advanced in front of their master and spread out to detect any possible ambush.

Senator Edotniamo looked the most shocked of all, his face totally colorless.

One of the Kree was about to attack the unknown object (or person?) That collided with his master, but Ronan raised his hand as a signal to stop.

He picked up an unknown object with its reflection very quickly before it collided completely with it. Ronan was so strong that he didn't even move an inch when that object that looked like a person hit him out of nowhere.

With Petra ...

Petra was closing her eyes completely, she didn't want to feel or see her body crashing horribly and spilling blood all over the place in a disgusting way. As much as she knew how to use the reinforcement, she still hadn't perfected enough to protect herself from the fall.

Furthermore, as much as this universe hates it, it did not wish to die again because what would be the probability of it being reborn again? and what would prevent this verse from being even worse? there is also the question of marvel having a life after death and she didn't want to meet her very much.

Damn .. why did she have to die like this ...
at least she hoped that Yondu asked in her will and her notes would be burned, so she wouldn't fall into the wrong hands as they were mostly composed of her magicraft research and her past life memories, as well as burying her Walkman with her so that she could still hear it in heaven or hell.

As long as she had her incredible mix….

It is the first thing she wanted to hear… .and hopefully, she could meet her mother Meredith since she never met her parents in her old life… but considering she had done a lot of shit during the past 16 years then the probability of her knowing about her is 100%.

She felt that she had already fallen to the floor while monologizing in her head, but the pain that she expected never came.

Yeah ... why was the floor so cozy ??

"Are you going to release me?"

Said !!!! Holy shit !!!!

At the same time, she felt something clinging under her armpits and was lifted from something she was embracing in her life. That was when she decided she should open her eyes to see her situation after death.

Then she met the most beautiful pair of violet eyes and fell in love instantly ...

 

[Anjel]

Happy Halloween!

[A/N: This is an AU, so there will be certain things that work differently than they do in the canon of the Grand Order of Destiny. For example, most machines in Chaldea need to be operated manually or at least need to be monitored by a team, however, in this Chaldea the vast majority of systems work automatically, requiring only minimal external intervention beyond the initial input.]

[ A/N 2: Depending on the reaction of the readers, I may or may not continue this story.]

[A/N 3: you think you saw something that shouldn't work, or that is simply against the Fate / Grand Order plot, remember that this is an AU and that there is a good chance that it will be an intentional change, and this can be explained later.
These changes can be a turning point in the story or simply a side effect because of the change in the plot.]

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I woke up with the feeling of hard and cold ground on my face, dizzy with ears ringing, I felt a twinge of pain in my head accompanied by the hot and somewhat sticky sensation in the back of my head,

I pressed my hand against it, feeling something like liquid, and brought my palm to my face.

My eyes widen slightly with dark crimson blood, my blood dripping.
with shabby legs I get up and look around, then I realize that I am in a place I did not recognize.

Looking a little further, I came to the conclusion that I was in what was probably an infirmary, but ... the place was completely destroyed as if a hurricane was going through there, stretchers, curtains, and medical instruments were scattered everywhere, completely ruined. She could also see some exposed wires that were sparking, indicating a possible fire.

But in the front there was a huge hole in the wall that led to a poorly lit corridor, the debris on the floor next to that wall indicated a possible explosion, she deduced from the angle of her vision that the force of the explosion had pushed it to the other side of the room towards the opposite wall, this explained injury to his head as well as the loss of his memories.

Leaning on the wall, she looks to the side and realizes that there was a huge window overlooking an isolated region, with snow that went beyond her field of vision at a distance she could distinguish contours from what should be mountains.

There was a snowstorm outside, she felt lucky because it could very well have been thrown through it when she heard the explosion. If the glass doesn't kill itself then the storm would have.

It was then that she saw her reflection.

Upon a more detailed inspection of myself I find in the woven pocket of the lab coat that I was wearing a badge with a strange symbol, declaring myself as a 'Chief Nurse' of a 'Chaldean Security Organization', that name alone sent signs of alert in my head, yeah I didn't know why.

Another thing that made me uncomfortable was the name described in the identity because that name gave me an ambiguous feeling as if it both belonged to me and not.

Kishinami Hakuno ...

Now things are officially getting weird.

Mine was awakened from my deep reflection by a sharp pain in my head, reminding me that I was still hurt.

Searching the place a little more, I found the items needed to perform first aid, and after treating my wound I decide to leave the infirmary because I saw no sense in staying there.

Passing through the hole I find myself in a long, futuristic-looking corridor. On the wall opposite the room I just left, there is a symbol identical to the one on my badge

That's when I realized I was completely silent.

There was no one in sight...

So I came to a terrible conclusion ...

Where is the team?

........
During my search, I noticed 4 things after walking for 20 minutes.

The first was that the infirmary was not the only place destroyed.

The second was that this place was much bigger than I thought.

The third was that I was the only survivor of the explosion.

The fourth and that there was a lot that my body could take.

The sight of the victims' bodies in the debris was too much for me, the sight of the first body crushed by the rubble was enough to make me vomit.

After leaving this one, I look for survivors.

But...

I only found other bodies and each one was worse than the other.

Day 1 :

After what seemed like hours of searching, I was unable to find any survivors, so I decided to do three things. The first would be to locate the bodies and provide adequate assistance to the victims.

The second would be to find out more about the installation I was in, and why it was so important.

The last one was about writing everything in a diary.

The reason for this is twofold: the first is to not forget anything important and the second is to make sure I am not going crazy.

Someone has to doubt his mind after finding himself in an abandoned facility in the middle of nowhere, after all.

To summarize after getting my bearings and leaving the place I was, I looked for survivors for a large part of the facility, using a floor plan I found to prioritize the places I thought I was most likely to meet other people.

Facilitated by the pleasant revelation that my badge seems to grant me access to all the doors I have tried to enter so far.

This was due to the fact that the system recognized me as the only one with the highest position.

It was because of this that I discovered that the wristband I used had a GPS and vital signs detector.

It was also how I discovered that more than 200 of these bracelets were offline.

After not having been successful with this for several hours, I tried to do a brief survey of the places I thought I would need most to support myself and find out information about that place.

In addition, the medical box (or as it is called when it is part of a research center), which I found was one of the five existing in Chaldea, and mine was the closest to one of the canteens. from what I discovered there was a canteen, as well as a large kitchen and storage room with a wide variety of foods.

They had also stocked up on medical supplies, equipment, and books.
Although not many of the supplies are recognized, I knew that my chance of survival had increased so I just had to be cautious about using these supplies.

This would also include, in retrospect, Amazon foods.

Many servers and console rooms are scattered throughout the building. They seem to operate the facility, to provide an IT infrastructure that many research institutes would undoubtedly be envious of.

The last important thing I discovered was a library that seems to be divided into several parts, depending on the purpose of the books.

There is a General section, which appears to contain books detailing general knowledge that you could find anywhere, literature from antiquity to the present day, as well as any books that did not fit into the other sections.

The technical section has several topics ranging from "basic user knowledge" to "system administrator" and "latest IT research".

This section is the one that I had the most difficulty understanding, the more I needed to learn since the installation was in urgent need of maintenance and I was the only one to have to do this.

The research section is probably the most cohesive, as it appears to be comprised of books from all types of research fields that are practiced here, from mathematics to biology, and more.

The last section, however, is the one that got me thinking.

Magecraft. This section may be the largest here and, in fact, it seems to contain books that talk about all the ways of the occult and the supernatural. My first reaction was to assume that someone had a little fun and renamed their Fiction section; however, the General section also appears to contain a good number of works of fiction.

I also looked at several books, all of which were academic in tone, as if they were actually written with the assumption that the reader will study and research them, lacking any narrative that would be expected in fiction.

I was very tempted to take a closer look at this section, but I realized that there was a lot to be done and that I also needed to research the rest of the installation, so for now I would not move this section. After all, books will not leave here.

With that in mind and knowing my obligations, I prepared a list with 5 objectives.
1 ° Search for the installation.
2 ° Study the manuals.
3 ° Perform maintenance.
4 ° Discover Chaldea's objective.
5 ° Find out more about Magecraft.

After writing these goals, I went out to continue my research and found that the elevator was still working but was unable to open the doors on some floors. I believe that some rubble would block the doors, many rooms and rooms in this immense building focus on all kinds of strange research.

I just took a quick look at them, I felt that I would be at great risk if I got too close, in addition, some of this research was extremely unethical.

Reminder: get rid of the contents of rooms 226,281 and 356.
Reminder 2: Wear armor and a flamethrower in room 356, I don't know what that thing was, but I believe it's alive ... I can still feel your eyes in my direction.

After running back to the room that belonged to me, I decided to stay there and after taking care of my injuries, and before I know it I fell asleep.

 

[Anjel]

[A/N:This story was inspired by Hiding From Unstable Spirits (Date a Live / Tsukihime) by Caldon. Seriously this story is very good]

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Cold.

It was what I first felt when I started to wake up. It was the slightly unpleasant kind of feeling in which you feel slightly numb, a feeling "I slept in the camp and I just came out of the sleeping bag on a spring night", kind of cold.
The second feeling of sand on my fingers.

That in itself should have raised all the warning signs in my head, but somehow it felt strange 'right'.

But that feeling dissipated as my mind woke up so I started to panic a little bit here.

Earth? I am absolutely sure that I went to sleep in my bed and as far as I can remember I had no plans to camp.

I automatically dismissed the idea that my family was doing a play, for two reasons, one and that I have a night of very light sleep and the other and that my country was recognized for its vast floras.

And the place I was in was a desert. not like the Sahara, but like the deserts of old cowboy movies I saw with my grandfather.

It only led me to one possibility.

Kidnapping.

Panic arose in my mind and thoughts of being kidnapped and drugged came to mind.

Calm down, Sara! panicking won't help at all.

It took me a few seconds to calm down, but when I did I realized something.

There was nobody.

If so, why was I left in the middle of this desert?

I was literally lying in the middle of the desert. Around me were rocks and sand but nothing to indicate civilization.

Maybe it was a dream?

As a guarantee, I pinch my thigh.

"There!" shout.

It is not a dream I think while rubbing the sore place.

So there is only one choice to be made.

I started to get up slowly from the floor in the hope that I might have some idea where I was.

Slowly, but surprisingly softly, I knelt down and then stood up, positioning myself so I could see past the rocks.

Leaning on the rocks, I caught a glimpse of something on the horizon.

It was a light that was in a considerable distance, forcing but the eyes could distinguish some buildings.

A city.

If I move on, I might be able to find a road.

Moving in a frighteningly graceful way, I head for the city, looking at his for some indication of direction by the sun. When I stumbled.

The cause of this was because there was a starry sky instead of a clear sky with fluffy clouds. I should have connected the dots before, I mean, the city light was clearly indicative, the lamps only shine at night, right?

So, why could I see everything around me as if it were daytime?

But now I saw an alternative to going ahead and prioritizing my survival for the moment, so despite the warnings going off in my head, I decided to simply ignore the situation and save it for later use.

With that in mind, I return to my walk to the source of the light.

Now that she was more alert, she realized that she felt much healthier than ever, her mother was more alert and that she did not feel any remnant of sleep even though she was awake a few minutes ago.

The stones and gravels offer little or no resistance to my feet as I walked I realized that the city was closer than expected, and this one further raises the alarms in my head even more and whether or not I knew something seemed wrong with me.

She sensed that she hadn't scratched the surface.

!?

Suddenly her feet suddenly stop, raising a cloud of dust, after a few seconds she dissipates and reveals a road. This was the third one that surprised her because of the position she was in, she could see an image she had known for a long time.

It is the green sign that was a few meters away confirmed something she feared.

It was written on it...

Jasper City limit

Spoiler: City

Toto, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore

 

[Caldon]

Oh, I like that!
But... I have no idea to what Jasper City is about? Is it important or something random? I can't remember.

 

[Anjel]

Oh, I like that!
But... I have no idea to what Jasper City is about? Is it important or something random? I can't remember.

Click to shrink...

It is the main city where the Transformers prime storyline takes place.


It was one of the series that most in my adolescence. So I thought, after a lot of research and readings seriously, SP and SV don't have many stories of this franchise, what if I mixed it? as a transmigrated SI with a set of skills that do not belong to this universe?

Her story was the final key to this writing, she kind of inspired me and gave me a lot of ideas.

 

[Anjel]

Here is SI Guinevere

 

[Anjel]

I just created the NP for the servant Savoir SI (the holy grail) What do you think of this aria?

Spoiler: Savior NP

I am the ambition of many.
Hidden from the truth, visible in the lie.
Bathed in the essence of an innocent sacrifice.
The sacred artifact, esteemed by the indecent.
Now I wake up from eternal sleep ...
It is to perform the miracle again...
Then listen to the world, then listen to humanity.
Restore what was lost, heal what was hurt
The will I say is the desire I make.
The Grail Purpose.

 

[Anjel]

"Patricia! "

Scared by the scream Patricia wakes up, stunned by the sudden fright she blinks several times, her vision that was previously blurred is fixed soon she can see the face of the person who woke her.

"You fell asleep again. Did you stay up all night playing those MMO's? "Her co-worker, a young woman named Sheiku, who joined the company about 5 years ago, nudged offensively.

"Ah, yes, I think so," she replies shyly, rubbing the back of her neck. "But I had a big break-in last night!" defend yourself. She scoffs, turning and leaning back correctly in her chair.

"I wonder if you sometimes hear yourself, if you don't start out and experience the world, you'll never have a boyfriend! What happened to live life to the fullest! "She bothers you a little, but Patricia just laughs and goes back to her paperwork. She reminded her of a boring father in many ways, despite being younger.

She had a real delinquent tendency, talking to her 'eldest' like that (there was only a year or two between you two, but that didn't stop you from mentioning it more often than you should).

"Now .. now Sheiku-chan don't get too excited !, you know, life doesn't have to be just drinks and boyfriends". she argues, stamping something and setting it aside.

"I said the person has neither, besides that it was a very bad pun".

"You don't have to scrub." she grumbles. It wasn't her fault that the courtship was a complete disaster! even after school, it just happened that no one stayed much longer than a month at a time, besides that she was very shy, either because of low self-esteem or simply because she was the daughter of a Gaijin.

Not for nothing, I love my parents more like so many other countries, always with a certain prejudice against foreigners and their children since they are considered to be mestizos of non-natives, of course, it is not everyone who was prejudiced in fact that was just view of contemporary natives, even more so these thoughts still influenced the people of my daily life.

The thought of being cast for more strange blind encounters sent chills down his spine.

I very likely would grow old on my own; maybe I would become a weird old woman that all children called a witch or something, who knows?

That is until the day when you go into the microphone during a game and rub the face of the new ones who's in charge, I can already imagine the reaction of the youngest! they would probably say, "Ehhh ?! What is a grandma doing here ?! "

This is truly depressing (> .. <).

I sigh * anyway, the job wouldn't be done alone.

Snapping her knuckles, she goes back to work, despite the imminent boredom it would bring her.

*****

A few hours passed; people slowly started to leave the office as her several hours ended, she was still typing unhappily.

The only other person who stayed around was Sheiku, although she doubted she was doing any work; instead, she seemed to be kidding.

Soon an uncomfortable feeling started to settle in the pit of her stomach, was she waiting for me? Moving my face, I look in her direction and I see moving the phone.

"You don't have to wait for me ..." I say, a little confused and cautious.

She was planning something, why do I have the feeling that I got trapped?

"Ah, but of course I must wait for the fourth member of my double date tonight." Patricia freezes. What now ?!

"A date?!" asks in disbelief, I could practically see the horns sprouting from her head.

"Oh, did I forget to tell you? My boyfriend's cousin is also single and I agreed to take him on a double date with us! It's the perfect chance for you to mix up! "

"Sheiku-chan, what did I tell you about just throwing myself into these things ?!" the alarm on her phone rings at that moment, I automatically look at the time.

When did it really get so late ?!

"I don't even have time to get ready! What would I even wear ?! "

Sheiku waves to you.

"Don't even worry about it, it's casual; you can just go as is. "

"In that?!!" You wave at her office attire. She hums and shakes her head.

"Yes, all right… are you finished? We can find them at the station; we are going to the center. "

*****
Why did I agree with that?

Even after much protest, Patricia had followed Sheiku, the other girl was extremely stubborn and devoted to her own good.
Is it like she said her boyfriend and her - cousin? - were waiting there.

Well, it looks like he wasn't bad; glasses, tall, decently handsome, though a little plain. He introduced himself as Mekura Tsuki, she managed to introduce herself as well, after a little stuttering.

He didn't say much, something you were grateful for even if there was an uncomfortable silence, she didn't lose the way her nose wrinkled when she introduced herself, sheiku and her boyfriend were talking to fill the uncomfortable silence.

Soon, you were walking downtown to a bar that Sheiku liked; the pair walked ahead of you two, you felt a little like a fourth wheel and it didn't help her nervousness at all.

The strangeness between you two was starting to be too much to discover.

Just as he was mentally preparing to start a small conversation, he said something.

"My cousin said you play," he asks.
finally sighs internally with relief, Thank God for a topic that you could easily talk about!

"Oh yeah. I play a lot of MMO RPGs, especially Final Fantasy XIV. Actually, I was planning on playing tonight, but it was canceled in a short time ..." The members of your guild would kill you, what is an invasion without the guild leader, anyway? You could already feel the contempt for not warning them in advance that you would not appear.

"Garbage."

Her mind stops, surprised she blinks.

Did he just ...?

"Sorry, what?" question, just to make sure you're not listening incorrectly.

"These games are rubbish. Only newbs and casuals play this. Do you play any sniper? Do you know, the real things? "He asks, feeling a sudden irritation under the surface of the skin, breathing deeply I respond calmly.

"Yes, I think they are not really for everyone ... so I played some and I didn't like it very much".

Actually, she was pretty decent at some shooting games, but the way this guy was acting, it was best to mention that. If you ever met him at the microphone, you would definitely yell at him ...

The walk to the bar seemed to drag on indefinitely. Not much was said between her and Mekura, at least not until she reached the bar.

She was already tired and knew from experience that this meeting had long since become a failure, she already wanted to go home.

An hour later, she was done with the whole situation. Sheiku was a good friend, but if she dragged her on another of those excursions with a bum like that, she would have to kick her in the shin.

She didn't even bother to drink anything. Sheiku, however, exaggerated a little, she was practically reeling in the chair.

"Please excuse me for a few moments." I say getting up and going to the bathroom.

"I have to go back to ..." She pauses for a moment as if contemplating what she had been in the middle of saying.

Looking at himself in the mirror she can see how messed up she was, her little figure was disheveled, her dark curls were messed up, her pale skin was highlighting the freckles of her apples, in addition to her dry lips and lack of makeup, would be better if he had denied Sheiku's request, wrinkling his nose, looks at the reflection and says.

"Why do you always let yourself be involved in these things? You should be at home reaping the rewards of that high-level boss ... "
With a sigh, I try to dress up for a presentable appearance, wash my hands, and take a deep breath before returning.

she was just steps from the booth seats when she took a break.

"I'm telling you, she's not my type at all!" Ah, that sounded like Mekura. "She's staring at me all the time, she won't even talk to me! Does she even know how to entertain someone? I'm not surprised that she is so rude! her being a daughter of a Genji and of course she would do so. "

Was she looking ugly? she didn't want to do that, she was just a little nervous, besides that seriously? why of all the guys Sheiku had to tangle me with this one !.

"Come on, don't be like that, Patricia is a little sulky because I invited her at the last minute! She really is a lovely girl when you meet her. "Well, at least Sheiku was on her side.

"I don't know Sheiku, she has been a little disheartening all along ..." He looked like her boyfriend. Of course, he would side with his cousin.

"Exactly!" Mekura meddles. "I bet she wouldn't be a loving wife! She probably can't even take care of herself, let alone be someone's girlfriend! besides that she would like to be a husband of filthy blood? "

"Look, it may have been disheartening but ..."

She didn't want to hear anymore, with tears in her eyes she turns and walks away from the table, walking out the door and hurriedly walking away.
.......

Paty: hey, something happened. I had to leave early. Excuse.

Misuzu: What? It's that all right?
You better not just go out and play.

(read 10:32)

Did you really leave me for this?!?!?
Patricia !!!

Ignoring the hum of the phone and concentrates on getting back to the train station. The streets were quiet empty; except for a few drunks who stumbled on the way home and a few groups of friends spending a good time, everything was quiet, the tears had long since dried up.

I don't know why she was so surprised, she must already be used to this kind of prejudice.

Arriving at the train station, she would have to take the last train at 11:00 and book it back to a station that was just a few blocks from her apartment.

The station was more crowded than expected - people probably trying to get home after a night out.

Patricia was practically sleeping where she was; at this rate, she would pass out as soon as she got home, instead of playing for a while. Well, I think.

Even with the crowd's murmurs, there was still that strange kind of loneliness, the loneliness you feel at any train station at night, but other than that, nothing seemed wrong.

The train would come, she would board and then go home.

I should have known better.

Instead, a sudden disturbance came from within the small crowd; screams went up in several directions.

She could hear someone screaming about a purse thief, but she couldn't see exactly where it had come from.

She tried to get out of the mess but instead found the problem ..... literally.

A curved shape pushed her with such speed that she lost her balance, stumbling over the edge of the line and falling upside down from the platform. Pain hit her head, then her back.

The world seemed to be spinning, and there was a ringing in her ears.

Time seemed slow, almost impossible to understand.

There were voices on the platform, but they seemed distant as if you were listening through a wall.

Getting up quickly, unsteady she stumbles. Drugs a concussion, the pain seemed to get stronger the more blurred the vision became.

She turns around, trying to find the platform in a spot of stains and a revolving world, and sees a man reaching out to you. What exactly was he saying? His mouth was moving, but the ringing in her ears made him sound like he was mumbling.

Taking an unsteady step forward, she approaches, reaching out to take his hand. He would help you get back to the platform. But when she was about to touch his fingers with hers, she heard a loud and undeniable squeak.

The train.

She didn't know why but she froze. Time has stopped. Everything seemed so slow, but so fast, as if the moment could last forever, even though it was only happening in an instant. The train's sparks and creaks were useless; it wouldn't stop in time.

She felt the man try to pull him out of the way, but the grip was too loose; the train pulled you out of it.

At first, there was an explosion of pain, every bit of his body hurt. She could feel her own flesh breaking, feeling the crush of her bones, the breaking of tissues.

Stop! screams in your mind. Please stop the pain!

[Skill acquired: cancellation of pain]

Absolute nothingness consumed his mind, followed by a strange calm. she knew there was probably no way out of this alive.

She didn't even have a chance to scream. Then again, she supposed it didn't matter that much at the moment, even if you try it no one would listen.

Even though the voices screaming from the small crowd on the platform failed to start the moment, the only thing that existed was emptiness.

Her vision was rapidly fading, but her thoughts were furious. Did the train ever stop? Was her body still moving?

Probably thanks to physics, damn newton!

[Acquired Ability: Telekinesis]

I should have stayed with Sheiku, Or better yet, I should have gone home if she weren't so good, maybe she wouldn't have been pushed by the thief and died! Why ... Why are there such evils in the world, why do people not understand and leave me alone? was asking too much to be undetectable?

[Skill acquired: Concealment.]

[Skill acquired: Evil cancellation]

I think she meant well. Perhaps this is an adequate death; I didn't really have much, but still, there aren't that many who would like to date someone with mixed blood. I hope that Sheiku-chan gets along in life; maybe she'll marry a good guy in my place since I wouldn't be able to find anyone anyway.

[Skill acquired: Finding]

[Benevolence detected Upgrading the 'nullification of evil' ability to "Purification"].

[Integrating mestizo status].

What is that ... a strange voice ... is that god? .... hah, maybe I'm delirious ... what a funny way to put it. If only they had a book or a file or even a guide to explain what was going on?

[Skill acquired: Akasha.]

Of course, it would be nice to have someone explain the process of this ... seriously this monotone and scary tone.

[Skill acquired: Develop.]

[Skill acquired: Empathy]

[Upgrading skill by merging 'Telekinesis' and 'Empathy' Skills to 'psionic skills']

I feel like ... are you ... making fun of me? ... that's ... very rude .... I'm not ... a kitten ... sca..re..d ... k?

[Ability acquired: Graciousness]

My vision darkened, the noises stopped and suddenly she felt like she was floating.

 

[Anjel]

Suzuki Irumi's life is not normal, most of her existence was brutal and simply incontentive. The most aggravating was when she was one, just after she found out how to walk, her father decided to teach her how to fish for tuna.

Although she was so young she would never forget such a traumatic experience that impacted all the actions she has done so far. Yes ... it may seem ridiculous when you think about it, but her life has always been like that.



Her parents, they had no love for her concluded on the same day, her father when he took her to a fishery used her as bait for tuna. At the age of three, her mother taught her to cook, clean the house and wash clothes, leaving all these tasks to her.

When she was six, her father took her on a hunting trip where she had to fight and kill a bear, during the same trip her father taught her to skin properly and the butcher said bear ... and other animals.

When she was ten, her parents sent her to work for a suspicious organization to pay off a loan they asked for, there she had to steal from the mafia and deal with mercenaries.

Among all these experiences, none of them was more abnormal than to awaken her memories of her past life while she fought a Tuna!

That's right, his past life, something that only occurred in fictional stories of webnovels and fanfics, although he doesn't remember much, the few things he collected, Irumi realized that his past life was not very different from his current one, maybe even better, being the difference is that she only had an aggressive and drunk father, if it weren't for her only friend she would certainly have given up her life, which only delayed the inevitable since she apparently died at 19 when she was attacked by said father.

Yes Suzuki Irumi was not normal, she was a reincarnation , a survivor.

Thanks to the aforementioned events, she developed an inability to refuse any request that people gave her, whether by aggregate instincts or not, her main triggering phrases were.

1.- Please, 2- Help.

Thankfully, she also knows some self-defense, like firing a gun and always carries a pocketknife with her.

Currently Irumi was returning home after finishing her work with the organization mentioned above, she took 2 full years to fully repay the loan that her parents unwisely asked the said organization, she now hoped she could take a short break from her antics. dear parents and maybe go to school and possibly even make some friends.

She opens the door to the small apartment where she sometimes lives with her parents and is greeted by her smiling mother.

"Welcome home, Irumi-chan ~." The woman with the light blue hair sings.
OH no .. whimpers intentionally.

"Thank you for your hard work, Irumi!" Says her father as a greeting, the man with dark blue hair not even bothering to get up from the tea table in front of the on TV.

.... They are up to something ..

"I'm at home, mom, dad." Tired, he greets Irumi back, a small smile on his face.

"Look at yourself, dear. So dirty! I bet you must be dead tired too. "Softly states Irumi's mother." You still have some clean clothes that can fit you in the closet. Go take a shower and change. "

"We also have something important to talk to you about, so please don't be too long." She adds her father with a silly smile.

"..OK ." Irumi responds discouraged as she goes to her room with a heavy heart and does as instructed.

She first puts her huge backpack in the closet and chooses the only good outfit she has there. A pair of clean male boxers that her parents bought at a used goods store, a 75% promotional sports bra, a pleated baby blue skirt that reaches her knees - one hand down - and a simple white T-shirt she has had since was ten years old and, fortunately, has extended over time.

She enters the bathroom and takes the dirty clothes off her body, sits on the bath chair, takes the hand shower holder and turns on the tap, there is no hot water and Irumi ends up taking a cold shower and a limited amount of soap for her body and long hair, yes, her parents are so petty, but compared to the other, this was a luxury for her.

Although she cannot figure out where this déjà-vu feeling she has been coming from since she woke up these memories comes from, a feeling she could not deepen as she will be very busy surviving her parents' plans.

Once she considers herself clean enough, she dries herself with a towel that looks more like a rag and gets dressed in the bathroom, she quickly combs her hair, internally thanking her for the short cut as she would have even more work to take care of him if she went longer, still wet with her father's comb and with a sigh she leaves for the living room to hear what they are planning this time, all with a placid and silly smile decorating her face and small flowers in the background.

Despite everything, she was happy to be home.

Arriving in the room irumi finds the two adults sitting at the tea table, with a plate filled with assorted cookies and three cups of steaming green tea on the table, the TV off so that the small family can talk without distractions.

"Come and sit with us, Irumi-chan." She gently calls her mother and Irumi does as she is told, her father hands her the third cup of tea while her mother pushes the cookies towards her.

Internally, the warning bells resound in her head when she hears that tone, her survival instincts were on high alert, she knew that nothing good would come out of this conversation, without showing any change as the girl approaches.

"You are such a good daughter, Irumi." She congratulates her father. "We are proud of you."

"Our good girl, we love you so much ~." As her mother as she pats her on the head.

She cannot avoid the emergence of the traitorous feeling of happiness in her chest, despite everything that has happened she was still a kind and benevolent child, moreover she wanted more than anything to be recognized, so she couldn't help blushing with praise .

"And you love us just as much, don't you?" Asks her father.

"Yes, of course," replied the girl with jealousy, despite all her faults they were still her parents among them and the other she would prefer them a thousand times.

"And you would do anything for us, wouldn't you?" Question her mother.

"Yes of course." The girl responds in a distracted way, already accustomed to this type of conversation, her mind was racing at an hour thinking about contingency plans to survive another scheme of her parents.


"That's nice!" Exclaims his father. "Because we sold you to this demon that we summoned while you were showering!"

"Yes, of course - YOU DID WHAT ?!" Finally the girl reacts while spitting the tea that was in her mouth.

The room suddenly darkened, despite the fact that just a moment ago there was sunlight coming from the windows, a mysterious mist and the smell of wet dirt filling the apartment.

She tries to get up to escape when she notices a slight numbness in her body, her parents anticipating her escape prepared for it, when she realized she was already tied up.

Did they ... did they drug me? ..how long have you been planning this ?! .

"Suzuki Irumi. "A deep voice from the fog calls, the cadence of the way he spoke his name I am almost like a caress, the sound of his voice echoed within the small space. "I came for you. "he stated.


The fog then concentrates at a point in front of him, trembling until it begins to take shape taking the form of what could be a humanoid, majestic and gigantic, with two pairs of immense black wings that filled the entire room. His eyes were sharp and bright with a toxic yellow tone, above his head were a pair of large horns decorated with many jewelry that scratched the ceiling, even if it was tilted.

They also had a dangerous-looking smile, their huge hand, with sharp nails, reaches out to her and touches her face and her thumb caresses her cheek

"Here she is! How we agreed!" With enthusiasm, says Irumi's father.

"She is all yours! All of it! Now, give us our share of the business! "Irumi's mother sings.

To say that Irumi is in shock is an understatement. She knows that her parents are lazy, greedy and very bad at handling their finances, but she never thought they could sell her.

Seriously, much less for a literal demon.

She felt betrayed, because she believed that despite everything they still loved her.

Her despair was profound, she never felt more vulnerable in her entire life, little by little her eyes darkened and without ever taking her eyes off the creature, who was looking at her with a strange glow, then she erased and after that everything went from a blur.

"They sold their own son in exchange for mere pieces of metal. "The demon says with disgust and disdain. "Very well, I will fulfill my part of our agreement, but remember this, it is mine now! "It ends with a warning.


After pronouncing those words, the demon extends its wings spreading and folding them over the vulnerable girl and her parents, covering them in a dark embrace and the instant the wings close around them, the demon and the girl transform powder, disappearing into the air leaving behind a huge, bloody pile of gold bars.

 

[Anjel]

In the beginning, there was THE EMPTY, there was no life, there were no forms, only eternal darkness.

IN THE DARK THE BEING emerged that soon after a long time created THE HEAVENLY, which floated dispersed in the vast space.

However, there was a singularity, because among them there was THE LIGHT.

THE LIGHT was eternal, there was nothing like it, its splendor was unique, even among its own, over the course of its existence LIGHT developed wisdom and realized then that it was lonely.

THE LIGHT then understood why THE CREATOR created it.

THE LIGHT knew that it was not like THE BEING, that he felt before becoming THE CREATOR, he also knew that creating was never his function, which was to observe is to enlighten, but he still wanted a change, 'I didn't want to be alone', it is for this a sacrifice should be made.

The resulting explosion released an immense amount of luminous particles of varying sizes, some as large as olive and others as small as a grain of sand.

They dispersed, creating new shapes and colors, evolving beyond what they once were.

However, from these, there were some exceptional exceptions to the sacrifice made by LIGTH 6 immense fragments were formed, unlike the others, the fragments contained a large part of the essence of LIGHT.

Their splendor, as well as THE LIGHT, were unique even with the ability to ascend beyond their essence, as proud jewels of their own essence, they will be dispersed throughout the cosmos.

These were:
The jewel of Wisdom.
The Jewel of Mercy.
The Jewel of Courage.
The Jewel of Benevolence.
The Jewel of Justice.
The Jewel of Faith.

These received the mission of LIGHT and knew that as soon as they separated, they would one day return.

However, from this formation, something emerged that THE LIGHT had not calculated, something that could turn out to be causing both Good and Evil.

Hidden in its shadows a hidden fragment was formed, a jewel so dark whose light is reflected, the seventh is this became known as The Jewel of Faithfulness, it is the shadow of the jewel of Faith, it is your duty to ensure the return of light.


'Ū̶͓̔̃̃͌͗n̷̗̝͉͎̖͈̎̄̇͆t̷̢̫̮͖̰͈̱͓̬̉̒̈̒̚ͅỉ̷̧̢̘̟͚̝̌l̸̲̫̭͎̓͑̑̏̊͛͛̍́͂ ȅ̴͖̍̈́̐̆̈́.̶̶̧̧̹̪͚͕̹̪͚͕͂̃͛͂͂͒͂̃͛͂͂͒̚̚͝ve̷̹͊r̸̽y̸̛̱͊̇͋̚̕̚ŏ̸͙̼̉̀̿̆̐͝n̶̬͈̥̞̿́̓̕̚è̸̢̱̊̈́̒ ỉ̷̧̢̘̟͚̝̌s̶͓̳̦͍͕̩͈̰͑͒̈̈́̚ o̷̓͑̌̾͂͗̈́͝͝n̷̗̝͉͎̖͈̎̄̇͆e̷̹͊'.

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[Anjel]

A long time ago, when the heavens and the earth were one, THE CELESTIALS walked all over this place, watching, admiring, and fulfilling the duties imposed on them by their creator.

As cycles passed they realized that something had happened, their world was changing.

soon they discovered that one of their elders had been lost ...

Fearful and frightened, they turned to the surviving elders for knowledge.

THE ELDERS had no answers to their questions, frightened they went to their CREATOR who remained silent.

Frightened by the lack of answers, the elders started looking for answers in other places, but even so, they were left unnerved and indignant the elders started to wonder why their creator was silent.

This doubt took root in their hearts, soon some of them started to question THE CREATOR, this led to a feud of those who still trusted against those who did not.

That in the end only resulted in two things ... revolt and war.

Led by DAWN brother of LIGHT, the missing elder, 1/3 of the celestial forces struggled to assume order, the dispute was bloody many were lost by the blades of their brothers.

In the end, the leader was defeated, his parts were separated and sealed in different places, his weakened forces were also sealed and divided into lower realms, with his skills and abilities deposed.

As time passed, these parts took on awareness and names; soon they called themselves Membetsresh Bem-Shahar, the heralds of DAWN.

 

[Anjel]

Finally I managed to finish the continuation of the most voted story, with the total of 4 votes chosen by RookDeSuit, TJTV, StrugglingMind and HeyaPerson.

Thank you in advance for the consideration and patience of all.

 

[Anjel]

"Great of all the servants, you had to summon an extra class! And what the hell is an Alter servant?" exclaims Olga pointing in my direction.

Are we not stressed?

Humans call it tsundere, Olga is most famous for chaldea.

"A-calm down director, look on the bright side sen-master has summoned a strong 5-star servant". responds the shield servant trying to placate the local tsundere.

I decided to play with them a little. In addition, they must understand that every action has an effect, it is a strange magus being hostile to the master of a servant when the said servant has just been summoned...

It will be a miracle if they find the body.

Weapons must be handled carefully as there is a great risk of injuring the user.

"Mester, should a hostile near you be eliminated?" I reply with a serious look, descending from the shield is quickly placing me between the albino and my master.

At the same moment, 4 gates of Babylon appeared behind us, exposing 4 types of E + Rank swords.

Find out your majesty but I will need to use this to discipline some mutts, please don't be mad at me I will pay later.

Don't worry, little one, my friend won't punish you for such a small thing, I believe that he will congratulate you for amusing you.

"Eh ?, N-no lily-chan, the director doesn't want to do any harm, besides that she was the first to hear our summons". says, my master.

"um .. then i understand her and her ally," I say calmly is then my mischievous side shines again is the eye from top to bottom with a look of judgment, turning my eyes to the albino I see her right eye trembling with anger.

She looked like she was going to explode from that action, satisfied I reply before she screams.

"My apologies, miss! I thought you were an evil magician who wanted to hurt my master" I say with a serene smile as she closes the gates of Babylon.

Seeing that there was no danger, they all let their guard down.

They're stupid, aren't they?

They have not yet faced little difficulties, even the magus who is cruel creatures do not understand that they are not at the top of the food chain.

However caster was the only one who did not move, he does not come out of his 'relaxed' pose even when I threatened the director.

Although apparently relaxed, from the beginning he never let his guard down, if it weren't for the sparkle in his eyes, as well as the knowledge I gained from Enki's experience and that of the wiki about his personality, would have fallen on his performance.

A deceptive position to lower the guard of those around and attract the enemy, showing himself friendly so as not to alienate his allies when in fact he is a bloody beast without fear of getting his hands dirty, truly this warrior is worthy of his position on the throne of heroes.

If this is what you consider worthy of the throne, I don't even want to know what you consider to be unworthy!

"Is that you!" points out the director to the Celtic "I was threatened right in front of you but still didn't blink as he says he is our ally and he didn't even lift a finger to help us"

"Eh? What did you want me to do as a young lady? My reserves are low and the 'enemy' servant was not against my 'master'" respond Caster.

It looks like he discovered my move.

"Wh-what?" exclaims the albino with a shocked look.

"M-but Caster-san you said you would be our ally, and even ..." said mash before being interrupted.

"Wrong" interrupts the blue-haired man.

"Hmm?"

"I said that I would accept a temporary contract since our interests were aligned, that's why I accepted the boy as my master ..." said the warrior scratching his ear.

"... That's why I didn't defend it since this servant was defending my master ..." continued caster

"But .." my master stutters.

"Look boy, just because I decided to be your ally, not to say that I will become a shield of flesh, just because I agreed to help you does not mean that I will act in a hasty manner, as a servant I must first ensure the safety of my master". explains caster.

I think even he has his limits.

Hitting his staff on the ground he speaks to the others firmly

"Let this serve as a lesson, not all servants are subcidental, each one has a strong opinion and personality, many have a strong pride and no matter how much we agree to be allies, it does not mean that we will truly accept any order".

A heavy silence falls on the environment when the others assimilate the meaning of their words.

"Cough * It doesn't matter now", Olga pauses, "Why of all the servants we end up with a child, since she shouldn't be in a war zone". she said looking at me.

Is this a woman who leads the organization that protects humanity? hasn't she learned anything from previous events? truly the pride of the magus would be her ruin, listen very little never judge someone by her appearance, and always be prepared.

Otherwise, she may suffer serious consequences.

"Don't worry, miss", I say, rocking back and forth on my tiptoes, with a smile that showed my teeth too much "like a pseudo servant who was once a king, I've had the experience of experiencing many battles, each one of them more bloody than the other. In addition, you were also young when you inherited your position "I reply looking intensely.

Little your thirst if blood is leaking.

"W-how ... yes, well, I suppose," Olga looks a little discouraged

"It's okay, like any servant who serves a master, age has nothing to do with the fact that we will fight to the best of our abilities," replied Lily.


"But what are Alter class servants?" Fujimaru asks.

"Allow me to explain master". said, Lily.

"The servants of the alter class are servants opposite known legends, in my case King Gilgamsh sacrificed himself to save his best friend Enkidu, who swore revenge on all the gods and reigned over humanity in his friend's place, as a result of the war what followed led to the destruction of the entire sumerian pateatão ". I say summarizing the Alter legend of the Enki memories.

Whether he killed and devoured gods, at that moment it was irrelevant.

"This is crazy, if that had happened to all history ..." begins Romani.

"it would be completely altered .... That is why I am considered a Grand alter". I'm done.

"U-a Grand Alter!". Exclaims Olga, Mashu and Romani.

"A Grand?" question fujimaro

Caster takes this moment to explain.

This time it was Caster who answered his question, looking in my direction, his focus had a frightening intensity, in his eyes, I could see the gears working at full throttle.

He is reevaluating the threat level, analyzing what he knows about my legend, and trying to find out how bad the situation is so that a Grand has been summoned.

"A Great Servant has the nature to protect all of humanity from the threat of the Beasts. They are summoned by the world itself in a container even larger than that of a normal Servant - if a Servant is meant to fight against an individual, a Great could fight against the world. "He paused." In a more simplified way 'If [Servants] are weapons designed to fight individuals, [Large] is a weapon designed to fight the world. "

Nodding, I respond by attracting attention again.

"But because of a number of factors, Enkidu has become a rare exception since a Great Servant must be a human to assume this post. However, because he is so deeply connected to human history, any change in his legend can lead to inimitable changes so he qualifies. "

"The other case is that he, in his legend, enkido gained his humanity soon after the death of his friend, when he went after the herb of eternal life to give to humans". continues lily.

"W-what?" exclaims a certain doctor.

"As alter enkidu followed a path opposite to the version you know, he as a result received a class opposite the version that is normally summoned, in which case I am a multiple class servant a Lily Grand-Alter Pseudo-servant Assasin" she continues.

"Normally, the multi-class servants could not be summoned, but thanks to my compatibility with Enki, I was able to merge with him and be saved from human incerenation." I say in a provocative tone, loving the stunned looks of the elders.

By the stars, I now understand why Merlin does this! , their reaction is so much fun.

"But if that were the case it would be enkidu who would be talking, not you!" asks the director, after a few seconds of stunned silence.

"it is already seen how far your knowledge has taken you so far" I reply in the same beat.

"whistle * damn child, you don't hold your punches". said Caster amused.

"I try to please" I reply

The albino in question shivered like a cat, but she did nothing, but by the look of death thrown in my direction I am sure I would not have gotten away so much had it not been for the impression I gave at the beginning and for being a servant.

If it were toshaka, even if he was a servant or not, that would not prevent him from playing a Gardir in the supposed annoyance.

An interesting figure, I am sure I would have liked to meet you in due circumstances.

she appears may appear in the chaldea, but I believe she will not be the same person.

A pseudo-servant?

Yes, archer and lancer class, the problem is that you probably will not like to meet the person who is 'flying'.

Why wouldn't you like to meet him? ..

Oh ... look they are starting to discuss the situation, I think we should focus a little on that since it is a very important subject!

.... Okay but after that, we will have a long conversation ...

Swallowing lily dry, he turns his attention to the conversation, feeling a heaviness in his stomach with the promise that the other had made

 

[Anjel]

Extra little gift for my beloved readers,
I present my SI Lily Enkidu

Shihoran's source of alter enkidu inspiration

 

[Anjel]

Summary:
We all know about the story of the unrivaled cucumber, that he was a passionate anti-fan of the Proud Immortal Demon Way story, his criticisms in the comments were nothing more than his desire to see the best of his beloved story and the desire to see a better one. development of this, his hate (love) was so great that even in the face of death his final words were "Book stupid, Author stupid".

Something that led to the awakening of the System and thus began its adventure.

But ... what if he wasn't the only one?

Is anybody in the multiverse someone who read about his adventure, not only died at the same time as him but also said the same words?

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She was waiting for the release of the new chapter, as she wanted to see what had happened to Shen Yuan after the merger between the world.

The translation of that chapter was scheduled for that day and she was anxious to know how the lords of the peak would face the protagonist's Father, on top of that she wanted to know how finally Shen yuan would realize her disciple's passion.

Daniele was exhausted from the service, since the pandemic began to hear a huge increase in the flow of people in clinics and hospitals, trying to find out whether or not they had the disease, the panic in the masses was so much that there were people who developed ghosts of the indicated symptoms.

The last few days had been crazy for the health team, reaching the point where she spent days in the hospital, working overtime badly sleeping and eating.

At that time the coffee was her elixir from life, she did not know how it could have worked 96 hours straight, with breaks of 20 mins of nap and 4 hours of sleep or not.

The extra days off were worth it, when the situation stabilized and she was released by her supervisor for a few days of rest, thanks to her job well done, as soon as she came back home she took a long bath, prepared a pot of pasta instantly and ran to your computer.

The anxiety was tremendous, she knew from the bottom of her heart that I should sleep and rest but she knew that I would not be able to sleep until she read the chapter that came out the day before.

Oh how she wanted to know Chinese to not have to wait for the translation of each chapter, it is to lose all cultural and historical meaning due to the translation, the best pleasures are always more delicious when it comes directly from the source.

It was his good fortune to have found a site that translates good stories without losing much content, from a certain number of chapters the reader could, with the right price, make an advance purchase of the chapter and even buy the book when it is complete.

Daniele had paid the next chapter in advance, nervous, with a chill in her belly accompanied by a slight throbbing in her chest, she felt like a maiden in love, entering the site she loaded the page and was surprised with what she found.

"What!" an outraged scream is heard from the neighborhood, frightening some birds in the neighborhood, the gossip neighbors who have long been accustomed to their behavior, start whispering among themselves, curious they weave possible theories ranging from a couple of fight to the death of a close relative.

Meanwhile, in her room, Daniele cast a glowing look for the reason of her misfortune, the reason being nothing more than the translator's note that due informed that the book she accompanied so much would enter Hiatus.

The stress of the past few days was too much for her to deal with, the last thread of her sanity snapped, squaring in a very colorful way the woman looks for the reason for such news, ignoring the shaky hands she enters the writer's profile and reads the explanation.

With each line she read the furious she got, the explanation was out of context and her excuse was nothing more than tattered, ignoring the small twinge in the chest she typed in the comments furiously.

-why .... just because he stopped writing at that point? why doesn't she notice in the comments right at the end of the last chapter? if he already thought about giving up, at least inform his readers before they made the payment for the next chapter!

I want a refund of the money I spent on this chapter! .-

She was in a deep frenzy that did not notice the wheezing or the slight haze in her vision, considered merely as signs of her anger at the situation she was in.

Suddenly she feels an extremely strong pang in her chest, her body jumps in surprise, below her the wheelchair slides backward by the force of the momentum, causing her to grab the table to prevent her from falling.

A wave of exhaustion sweeps over her body, her limbs fail, she coughs trying to remove the weight on her throat, stops cardiac diagnoses, but by that time it was too late.

Before the darkness takes hold of her she says her last words.

"Stupid author, Stupid book!".

Two things happened at the same time, in that brief moment in another dimension, a lonely man said the same words in his death from food poisoning.

Another was the awakening of the entity UV002, which started its protocol instantaneity: searching, connecting with a host who pronounced the keyword, and updating what had been programmed.

 

[Anjel]

I had an idea ... to write about an SI like Cath Palug (Fou SI) with the ability to travel not only in time, but between dimensions.

Click to shrink...

Here is @Caldono prologue of the story I had spoken earlier
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A toxic fog that clogs your mind...
KILL....KILL...KILL...KILL...KILL...KILL...KILL
The craving for insatiable blood...
DIE....DIE....DIE...DIE...DIE...DIE...DIE
The hate that will imprison you with chains impossible to break...
DIE...DIE...DIE...DIE...DIE..DIE
I could only expect the benevolence of those who control these currents.
KILL...KILL...KILL...KILL...KILL
they didn't remember how it happened.
KILL.. KiLL... KILL...KILL..
They didn't know why they were doing this.
DIE..DIE..DIE...DIE
Or even knew what they were...
KilL... dIe... kIlL... DiE
or even because they were in that hell.
Die... Kill... Kill... Die
Days, weeks, months, and years...
Die...Die ...Die
None of that mattered...
kill... kill... kill
Only the red haze that covered your mind
kill...die...kill
That's when all of a sudden
Kill...die...Ki...
the fog is gone
..D....
came the light
....
and then came nothing ..​

 

[Anjel]

How do you want to be remembered?

While it sounds like a pretty easy, rational, and straightforward question, it's by no means something that you can answer without being completely sure that this is the answer you want.

In fact, this is not really the question that should be asked.

What should be asked is...

What do you want to be reminded of?

Obviously, there will always be people who will want to be remembered as a good person, someone great whose virtues outweigh failures of course they would like to be remembered as someone who has done something in life, who accomplished something with the time they were given, someone whom others could be proud of and fondly remember years later.

Everyone always wants to be remembered when they were at their best and not their worst.

No doubt you want to be remembered in laughter, joy, and bittersweet longing.

Wishing someone was there to remember you, to cry for you, to give you proof that your life had meaning.

But is that really how you will be remembered?

We all have dreams, hopes, and expectations, we all strive to achieve something.

But can we achieve this goal?
..
....
I don't know how to respond to that.

How do you measure your life and actions and say "I did it"?
...

But what do you really get? ...titles, riches, and other possessions are nothing when you find yourself in the arms of death itself, even those with whom you have interacted in life will be left behind until a moment like this must also go away.

I like to believe that I was a good person, fun, intelligent, and kind, someone who proved to be a good role model for future generations.

But at the same time, I am aware of what is said behind my back, "crazy", "disappointment", "whore", "outcast".

Although I was sad about leaving my baby behind and not being able to watch her grow up to sail and become a great woman, I trusted that she would be well taken care of, even if my family relationship wasn't the best, I was still confident of that John would honor his word and take care of my little girl.

Somewhere in the universe in a small town on fire a little servant girl sneezes, Mama Enki springs into action and tries to know that she listens to her host.

People always talked about how wonderful it would be to wake up after dying in her favorite story.

For me, it was an extremely sick joke.

My first memories of coming into this world were blurry and confused because of my panic and fear; I could hear voices but didn't understand their exact words.

This is due to the simple fact that my last memory before arriving in that situation was the accident I suffered. A train derailed on my way home from a rudimentary trip from work.

I never found out how this happened, but I vividly remember the flashing lights, the screams of despair, and the people struggling to hold on as we left the tracks and entered the side tunnel.

The worst part of that memory was the moment I died - crushed under heaps of tons of rock and steel.

I remember one moment I was being buried by the wreckage and the next I was being crushed by a tunnel of flesh. After what felt like hours, I was finally pulled out of that dark, suffocating place and abruptly thrown back into the world.

I cried in confusion and bewilderment and all those confusing emotions I felt after my death, that's when I realized I was being rocked by someone and that someone was cooing and whispering to me.

It was scary when I realized I couldn't really stop crying. I was too young to control my body's impulses.

Going from free and stunned to helpless walking in the blink of an eye also didn't give me much incentive to try to force the issue.

So, on instinct, I snuggled close to the person holding me, trying to bury my head in her chest.

It was at that moment, rocked by the safety of her heartbeat along with the sound of her voice, that I performed my second action in that new life...

I fell asleep.