"Goddess dammit..." I muttered, walking back to the Basilicom. The only one of two at the moment. Just came back from a mission of taking every last Share from Planeptune, and it worked fine. Except my leg was impaled by a dragon claw. Explains my cursing, so then. I'm Zimon, a scout for Lady White Heart and her only one to work in Planeptune. Even though it wouldn't be smart to report to her with no information, I decided to go anyway to have her remove this dragon claw as she seemed to have more skill with her hands than me. I snuck past the Minister who hated me with a passion, and walked into her room.

"Lady White Heart?" You asked, and you found her on her computer.

"What, Zimon?" She asked, annoyed with my presence as usual.

"The Lowee Minister denied my free healing once I arrived back from work." I explained, arms folded behind my back. "May you please help me remove this dragon claw from my leg?" Being polite usually worked. Keyword usually.

"You know what happened as you went to Planeptune?" Lady White Heart asked, and I shook my head. "I couldn't hear you."

"No, ma'am." I answered swiftly, my vision beginning to blur from pain and the fear that was slowly beginning to fester due to her malicious tone.

"Well, let me explain." She turned from her from computer to me, and I dodged the flinch. "Two CPU Memories were found, consumed, and now a new nation is being born as we speak." She glared her piercing gray eyes into my own greens. "How come my Minister had to inform me of this, and not my own scout who was assigned specifically to Planeptune?"

"That is due to the fact that you assigned me to northern Planeptune where all the monster quests were. The CPU Memories were in the south, Milady." I answered calmly, yet I couldn't help but back up when she raised a finger and it began to spark.

"I'm sick of your sass." A bright ball of white Share energy popped up, and my eyes narrowed. "Here's your healing!" She removed the dragon claw with her laser blast, except she took out a chunk of my leg at the same time. "Get out of here and tell a maid to get your damn blood off my floor, and get out before I aim for your head slacking jackass!" I limped away best I could, and followed my training for controlled breathing. I couldn't let myself bleed out, so I stalked out of the Basilicom toward the iciest river I could find. I laid my leg in it, hoping freezing my leg off would do me some something was caught in the hole, and I drew it out with a constrained yelp. I looked it over and it was strangely shiny. A power bottom symbol in a crystal, and it flashed. It matched the description of the thing Lady Blanc called a CPU Memory.

"Really? The first male CPU?" I asked no one, then remembered the alternative. "Man or monster?" I shrugged. "Might as well. If I become a monster, I hope my leg will be healed at least." I gulped down the crystal, and shook. My jaw dropped and my pupils began to spark and change, glowing brighter and brighter as I seemed to lose more and more control of my body. I face planted into the water when the first numbers appeared. Cool liquid washed over me, encapsulating my senses in a refreshing burst of power. I could feel the water swell up in my wound, and it was suddenly healed. That was only the start, as my wide eyes were dyed a new color, black with white iris, by unknown forces, and my regular black hair was submerged by new power, and new silver color. My cotton wool jacket vanished, along with my regular brown shirt which leaved me in a singlet that was glossed over black with white data lines reaching around my body. Solid steel belt overtook my leather one, locking itself around my black pants which became skin tight shorts with more white data lines. My regular snow shoes were replaced with silver spiked shoes that seemed too big, and my basic gauntlets were much larger and patterned black and white. Everything was still very large on me, and suddenly I could feel my own heartbeat at a much faster rate. Nearly double. To follow that, my body mass doubled and I lost all control off my body. However, everything fit and from my back sprouted for large black wing exoskeletons. They popped off my back, and suddenly were filled in with silver energy, and my body laughed. It burst out of the water and exploded with laughter, two octaves deeper.

"AAAAAHAHAHA! Finally! A power stronger than I've ever experienced!" It laughed once more. "Who am I though? Well, silver hair? HA! Silver Heart!" My body tapped it's chin. "No, originality! White Heart started the whole Heart trend, let me go a level higher! The first male CPU? They shall call me Silver Soul!" My body erupted with a burst of data energy which blew apart the water. "Yes, yes, Silver Soul! Okay then, I need to train! Hey, Zimon, let's fuse fully so we can work as one unit!" Okay then. I gained back control of my newer body, yet this Silver Soul's skills ran through my head at a rapid pace, and I swung around in the air a couple times. This felt amazing... Such a rush of energy which empowered me beyond belief. I obviously had very little Shares. If I tried any of the other goddesses I knew I would lose.

'We would lose. Honestly, I say we act independently from Blanc from now on and build up our Shares without building up our nation.' Silver Soul suggested, and I nodded.

"Seems sensical. We need to get stronger though, where will we train?" Silver Soul went quiet.

'That is a valid question. No one will train with us, and we are NOT going to tell Lady Blanc. Let's just gather Shares for now, it should do us some good." I reverted back to my regular body, and took a breath. 'Applet!'

"What?" I asked Silver, who laughed.

'Our nation's name! We need to register it at the Guild quick! Human questers will have no idea what it is, but they'll risk it.' I smirked and nodded. I ran towards the Guild, fists behind me. 'Wait, how do we do that?'

"Blanc claimed that the Guild appeared for her when she first gained the power of a CPU. Applet is probably registered already, but I'm going to pick up some quests and do them to get more power!" I stopped running and accepted twenty quests from the hologram receptionist. They were all pretty easy slaying quests in villages. I ran out of the Guild, and back to the river. "I'm going to let you run things for some good PR." I leaped into the river and with a burst of data I was in the open air as Silver Soul.

Insert Badass Grinding Montag Here

Silver Soul flew into the night sky with the village people waving behind him. When we reached the edge of the woods he reverted back to me. I turned in the quests at the Guild, and we sat down outside. "Whew, Planeptunes at one percent, Lastation at 5, Lowee at 30, Applet at 20. Whew, that was fun."

'Who did all the work?' Silver asked, and I smirked.

"Who provided the base skills to even allow you to exist?" I asked.

'Damn. I hate your logic.'

"Technically yours. By the way, as you were battling I came up with a way for us to train. One of my SP allows a clone to be forged from my SP and fight. Now, I can force my Shares to reproduce a copy and true training partner." Silver Soul laughed. "So, how about we cut the chapter here and train for... What's the cliché?"

'Three days!'

"Make it three years! We can get powerful from that alone, and with questing and no paperwork?! Ha! We will be the true Gamindustri God!" I stood and chuckled.

'It'll work. True power can't be extracted just from Shares. We must find a way to reach a database of knowledge on Share tactics. Who knows what we can do!'

"I know somebody I met in Planeptune around... Three days ago. Let's spilt." I got in a running position.

'Run. Run like the wind!' I burst through the snow of Lowee, leaving the country of my birth to my back. Along with it's bone breaking CPU.

SOUL STATION : Broadcast 1

Z : You thought we were done? Wrong!

SS : Very. Now then, counterpart, shall we explain?

Z : This series explains nothing most of the time, but go ahead!

SS : Now, we have no relation to the beings of Dark, Light, and Twilight, or even Anti! We are separate entities.

Z : Yes, yes. There will be no author's notes. Just Soul Station! It will encompass us chatting about the plot, and maybe other guests. We are going to be replacing The Graveyard's CPU! It'll be up there, but trust me. It's not being worked on.

SS : Yes, and sorry Black Brother fans. You will not be getting the serious protagonist in this story! Cameos are a whole nother thing, so there.

Z : That's all for now! Bye!