What Comes & Goes (Soul Eater Quest)

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Chapter 1: Part 6 (Arrival)
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    • [X] Anything you think I should watch out for out there?
    [X] How balls to the wall is this world? Or is my gut feeling after getting to know boob madness was a thing wrong?
    [X] So are other ROB as bad as I heard? Granted my source is not that accurate. (Isekai fanfics)
    [X] Any secrets that need to be kept?
    [X] Any advice?
    [X] Is there anything that goes bump in the night that should be avoided?
    [X] Should I... try to stop people poking at things? Cause I don't want to find out if the Yellow King is a thing.
    [X] Don't forget to collect on your hug... it isn't every life that you get to hug Bob the ROB.

    "So, anything you think I should watch out for out there?"

    Bob tilts their head to the side... You resist the urge to hnnnggghhh at how cute it is. "Oh! I suppose I should tell you a bit about how things might be different... See, this might not be the Soul Eater world you know. It's twenty years after the end of the series, so... Things might not be as dangerous. DWMA has been trying to maintain good relations with the Witches' Realm, monstrous races like Bloodsuckers and Werewolves are allowed to enter DWMA and be open about it, and the Madness of Boobs has been subtly, but benignly, affecting the world."

    "...Manga canon?"

    "Manga canon."

    Thank fuck. "How balls to the wall is this world? Or is my gut feeling after getting to know the Madness of Boobs was a thing wrong?"

    Bob sighs and slumps against their desk. "It's... Tiny Toon Adventures with bewbs. I-It's Bleach, on crack! And with comparable care to long-term planning and worldbuilding implications that Tite Kubo gives Bleach..."

    Sonuva... Just what are you getting into? "So, are other ROBs as bad as I've heard? Granted my only sources are isekai fanfics..."

    Bob sits up, almost looking surprised. "Oh! Um... I-I'm not that kind of ROB. I'm a Reincarnation Omnipotent Being, not a Random Omnipotent Being. we handle reincarnation as a postmortem event, we don't throw people into worlds just to be mean..."

    Oh... That's a relief.

    "The downside, though, is that unlike a Random Omnipotent Being, I really can't help or contact you once you're in your new world. Since we just handle reincarnation, us Reincarnation Omnipotent Beings have a more hands-off approach. Once the actual reincarnation is done, so is our job. We try to remedy this by making sure our clients are as prepared as possible for their new life."

    Awww... So you won't see Bob again? "Any secrets I need to keep?"

    Bob reaches for their papers and starts shuffling and straightening them. "Well, you can tell others you're reincarnated if you feel they can handle it or might believe you, but I ask that you not tell them about us ROBs. The fact that extradimensional deities exist is... probably not something a world with its own gods has to know. Might affect power balance."

    Understandable. "Any advice?"

    They smile. "Try to find a Meister as soon as possible. The sooner you do, the sooner you can get out of NOT and into EAT, and the sooner you can start hunting evil souls."

    Makes sense. "Is there anything that goes bump in the night that should be avoided?"

    Bob shrugs. "Well, with DWMA's new policies, a lot of Bloodsuckers, Werewolves, Monster Cats, Witches, Sorcerers, and Demons aren't just okay with the DWMA now, they've even joined it! But that doesn't mean evil humans and old grudges among the non-humans don't still exist. But join DWMA and find a good Meister and you should be able to handle most threats. Just... remember, no one is an island. People think asking for help is a sign of weakness, but... No matter how strong you are, allies can make you stronger."

    Solid advice. You smile at Bob. "Heh... Cinnamon roll."

    Is that a blush on their cheeks?

    "Should I... try to stop people poking at things? Cause I don't want to find out if the Yellow King is a thing."

    Bob giggles. "Don't worry. Trust in your Meister, trust in Shinigami-sama, trust in your instructors, trust in DWMA, trust in your fellow student body."

    "Well, I think that's all my questions. One last thing, though."

    "What is it?"

    You stand from your chair and walk around the desk. Bob turns their chair around to face you, tilting their head in curiosity. You lean forward and wrap the ROB in a hug. Reluctantly, they return it.

    "It's okay..." you say, patting their back. "You did wonderfully for your first client. I'm satisfied with my services."

    Bob sighs in relief. "Thank you..."

    -o-​

    As sunlight filters onto your face through the window, your eyes flutter open. You're... not in that white void anymore, and Bob's nowhere to be seen. Where are you?

    A glance around the room finds you're in a bedroom. You're sitting on a bed and there's a closet, a dresser, a desk with a computer on it, a bookshelf, a vanity... Oh! You must've been reincarnated! And this must be your room!

    A glance out the window and the architecture proves it... You're in Death City, Nevada.

    Well, what should you do first? You need to get your bearings.

    Reader Choice
    [ ] Examine your memories. Who are you?
    [ ] Examine your appearance. What do you look like?
    [ ] Examine your room. What's your living arrangements like?
    [ ] Whizz. You just woke up, and you gotta go!
    [ ] Squee over how cute Bob was.
    [ ] Write-in!

    (Spoken A/N: I swear Bob is Weasel's secret SI, but she refuses to admit it. :p )
     
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    • [X] Whizz. You just woke up, and you gotta go!

    Nothing like a post-reincarnation piss to really give you that "fresh undies on new years day" feeling.
     
    Twenty years after the end huh, age gap is going be a huge ask.

    [X] Examine your appearance. What do you look like?
     
    Chapter 1: Part 7 (Protagonist Description)
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    • [X] Examine your memories. Who are you?
    [X] Examine your appearance. What do you look like?
    [X] Examine your room. What's your living arrangements like?
    [X] Whizz. You just woke up, and you gotta go!
    [X] Squee over how cute Bob was.

    You look back on your memories, trying to figure out who you are...

    Let's see... You're Sui Feng. You're fourteen years old and going to Death City High School as a freshman. You are the oldest child of Sui Li and Sui Wei. You have four younger siblings. Fang (male, 10), Qiang and Min (twins, male and female, 7), and Fon (female, 4). Also living with you are your four grandparents, who your siblings and you call Granny, Pappy, Poppop, and Nanna to differentiate them. You're quite the social butterfly so you have a sizable circle of friends at school, but you don't get to spend much time with them outside of school since both your parents work, leaving you at home a lot to take care of your siblings and grandparents. As a result, you've become quite skilled at cooking, cleaning, and other housework just out of necessity. When you can get a moment to yourself, you're either studying, gaming, watching anime, or browsing the Internet.

    A glance around your room shows it's decked out in your interests. A gaming console hooked up to a TV. A desktop computer on a desk. A bookshelf filled with manga, video game guides, video games, anime BDs, databooks, and some nerdy literature. There's a vanity, currently covered in some light cosmetics. A dresser and closet on one side of the room has clothes, most of it in various bright colors. You just could never wear all black. You wardrobe demands a splash of color! Your room, similarly, is primarily bright colors, with white walls covered in anime and video game decals and posters and a red carpeted floor.

    A glance at the mirror of the vanity has you examine your appearance. You have clearly Asian features, with long, straight black hair, brown eyes, and a toned body. Not muscular, but toned. Definitely a runner's build. Your muscles are tight and dense, rather than visible and bulging. In fact, your entire body is rather compact. You seem to stand at about four foot six, or a hundred and thirty-eight centimeters, though at only fourteen and still in puberty, you're bound to grow some more. In fact, your figure has been filling out over the past couple of years, but the less said about that, the better. Thank Death for sports bras, is all you're saying.

    A trip down to the bathroom and you take a quick wizz, then a shower. You tie your hair in a high-set ponytail and return to your room to change into some undies, a tank top, a skirt, and some socks and sneakers. Death City is in the deserts of Nevada, so most people tend to dress light unless they can tough out the arid heat.

    Now, on to the important thing... Holy crap, your ROB was just adorable! So smol, so cute, must protecc! Too bad you probably won't ever see them again...

    You clench your arm, but it doesn't look like your Demon Weapon powers have awoken yet. You certainly don't remember them having done so, anyway. Considering how long since puberty started, you must be a late-blooming Weapon. Should happen today though, considering when you asked to be dropped in.

    Well, what do you want to do today? It's Saturday, so if you're lucky, your siblings are busy and your parents are home to take care of them, so you could head out, explore Death City.

    Reader Choice
    [ ] Check if your parents are here, see if you can head out to explore.
    [ ] Call some friends up, see if you can set up something fun.
    [ ] Veg out with some games, anime, and Internet. It'll happen when it happens.
    [ ] See if maybe you can force the Weapon Gene awakening.
    [ ] Write-in!
     
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    • [X] Call some friends up, see if you can set up something fun.
    [X ] See if maybe you can force the Weapon Gene awakening.

    Training is fun, right?
     
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