A/N: Hi guys. This will be a sister story to my fanfic, AI of Gamindustri. I recommend that you read that first if you haven't, as this one will be covering details and backstories that aren't or won't be explained there. Now with all that out of the way, I present to you Angelic Adventures.
Chapter 1: The Corpse Eater
I sat alone in the fields, staring into the sky. Why was I born? Is there a purpose to my life? I smiled bitterly to myself, knowing that it's impossible for me to find an answer. If there was anything I've learned in this hellhole, it's that I am alone. People will come by from time to time, but they always just run from fear or try to kill me. Of course, I'd kill them if anyone was ever stupid enough to do that.
*rumble*
As always, my stomach growled from hunger. I looked around and saw the corpses scattered around me. I got up and inspected each body closely. I tried to find the best edible piece. Oh? Lucky me! A fresh new corpse that's only a month old. The liver seems to have been preserved quite nicely too.
I picked it up and chewed on the raw human flesh. Normally, people will be sickened by this. In fact, I'm sure that you felt sick reading that. But here, food is scarce. Plants don't grow properly around here, and I the monsters here are really hard to chew on. I have eaten them before, but that was only in a life-or-death battle. It is more trouble than it's worth to eat one if I can eat other edible substances.
"Kkkkyyyyyaaaaa!"
I hear a girl scream behind me. I turned around and saw a three of guys dressed in armor. They don't look like anyone from the army. Mercenaries, perhaps? …I heard a girl scream, so why are they all guys?
One shivered, "M-Monster! I- It just ate a human liver!"
Oh…is that a girl crossdressing, or maybe…No, that's definitely a girl crossdressing. I'm not in denial.
Another one shouted, "Tom's right! That thing's a monster."
Tom, huh? Why does she have a masculine name? Not that I'm one to talk. I don't even have a name.
The leader of the group said, "Who cares? Monster or not, they'll all die when stabbed through the heart."
Is that so? That never happened to me though. I guess these people are just that weak.
Without hesitation, all three mercenaries charged at me. I sighed. Another group of suicidal idiots. They are no threat, but really. Having to go through this every day is getting annoying. I picked up a broken sword and threw it.
The scrap of metal lodged itself in Tom's throat. The second lackey was about to scream in horror. I'd rather not deal with that. I ran up to Tom and ripped the sword out. I stabbed the blade into the other lackey's face. The leader still had his back facing me. Is he an idiot? That's going to kill him. In fact, it already has. I pulled the sword out of the lackey's face and stabbed the leader in the back. At the same time, all three fell.
The leader muttered his final words, "S- So fast…"
Fast? Things were rather slowly in my opinion. Too slow. I've heard stories where people feel most alive on the battlefield. I have yet to experience this. I feel the adrenaline rush, but I don't find the appeal of slowly killing yourself. Both physically and mentally. I've lost myself countless times, so I know what I'm talking about.
I looked up into the sky and pondered the reason for my existence once more.
Why was I born?
*break*
Years have passed and I've yet to find my answer. One day, an army came passing by. They wore purple themed armor and weaponry. I counted at least 10,000 of them. Although, looking back on it all, there might have been more.
The leader commanded me, "Boy! Move aside! We are the…"
At this point, I tuned him out. Another arrogant jackass who thinks he's on top of the world.
Inside my head, a voice screamed.
KiLl, ThEm! BlOoD. I NeEd tO fEaSt On MoRe BlOoD! I wAnT tO eAt! HuRrY! HUrRy! ThE fAt OnE lOoKs EsPeCiAlLy DeLiCiOuS…
The voice in my head is really annoying. All it does is kill and want to eat the raw flesh of the living.
Anyways, the voice had a point. This man looks so fat that he could drop dead from a heart-attack any second now. How did he ever become a general?
KiLl?
I'd rather we didn't. That seems like it will take too much time and effort.
KILL!
Wow, all caps. You must really want to eat them. …What the hell. These guys are pissing me off with their smug ass look anyways.
I got up and the leader looked surprised, "Oh? Do you withdraw since you can see the greatness of our army, boy? Now, move aside so that we may pass through and conquer the other lands in the name of-"
I got tired of hearing him at this point. I picked up a rock and flicked it at him. The pebble flew through the man's skull. Everything stayed still for a second, and then the leader's head exploded.
The knights screamed like little schoolgirls.
I commanded, "Sanity Breaker: Activate."
A surge of power flowed within me. I giggled. That giggled turned into a chuckle. That chuckle turned into a cackle. Soon, that cackle turned into full-blown laughter.
My mouth twisted into a hungry smile and saliva fell down my lips.
The soldiers backed away in fear as they could see death approaching.
ItAdAkImAsU!
A ran headfirst into the army and killed a third of them from the impact alone. I grabbed one by the head and crushed his head. I flipped him upside down and used the recent corpse as a cub. I kept pounding everyone until the body burst into pieces.
Without pausing, I ripped out a spear out of another soldiers hands. I stabbed him as well as several others until I created a kebab. A soldier tried to split my head in half, but didn't have enough strength to go all the way. I kicked the helmet of the soldier revealing to be a girl. I slapped her with my meat stick and shoved it in her mouth. Effectively silencing her.
At that point, I started to lose it. I couldn't remember much of what happened after that. All I could remember was hacking and slashing my enemies to pieces. I also remember that at one point, I ripped out a heart and ate it right in front of them. Although the thing that I remember the most, is that I laughed the entire time.
Not because the battle was exciting, or that I enjoyed killing them. I simply realized how easily they all die. A stab in the heart. A blow to the head. Hell, even so much as breaking a kidney can kill them. But I have never died whenever this happened. I can not die. I can not lose.
Before, there were times when I would pass out from pain and agony, but no more. At some point in that fight with the army of over 10,000, I could no longer feel it. My only assurance that I was human. As long as I could feel, I knew that I was a human. In that fight, I lost what little humanity I had in me. From that moment on, I was a nameless monster. I was the Corpse Eater. And I accepted it. That was reality.
*break*
A few years passed after I fought that purple army. I vaguely recall one of them getting away, but it didn't matter to me. I had more than a year's supply of food. Assuming of course that they don't rot away by then.
I was mindlessly chewing on my lunch when I heard a strange sound. It sounded like…something jiggling? I turned my head and saw a blue blob with a dog face. What is that?
EaT? IS iT eDiBlE?
It looks like a slime monster from an RPG. Maybe we can gain EXP from it!
Oh yeah, a second voice started to appear in my head. I'm not sure what's worse voice in your head to eat every living thing or a voice that acts like a kid that loves to troll people (me).
You're such a buzzkill. Why don't you jump off a cliff and die?
I'm you.
I know. You can still die.
Ignoring you.
I asked the dog goo thing, "Are you edible?"
EaT!
How are you any different than him?
Shut up! You try talking to him!
I'm not real, idiot.
UUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH! You are so insufferable.
The slime barked.
Maybe it was intelligent after all.
It jumped up and tripped on itself.
…How did it even do that? You know what? Screw it. I'm eating this thing.
I shoved my hand into the thing's face and ripped it apart. Its body splattered all over the place, leaving nothing but a sticky substance. What is this stuff, anyways?
I sniffed it. It smells gross. Maybe it was one of those things that tastes better than it smells? I licked the gooey substance.
…THIS TASTES DISGUSTING! Oh god! What is this!? It's sweet, but bitter. It's so thick that it got stuck in my mouth. I was forced to immediately cough it up. I am never doing that again!
Ha! Double entendre, am I right?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I heard more rustling behind me. I turned my head and saw several more creatures. They came in several shapes and forms. There were more beasts than I could count, far more than the army of 10,000 I fought all those years ago. Can I even call them beasts? No, they are different. They are…monsters! They are abominations of nature, just like me. Does this mean, I can find one strong enough to kill me?
KILL!
Took the words out of my mouth. In fact, I think I'll go all out.
I got up and smiled, "Heaven or Hell? Let's rock!"
At that moment, I had forgotten everything. Who I was. Who I am. Not that I really knew much to begin with. All I could remember, was that I was in complete ecstasy.
When I came back to my senses, I was on top of a literal mountain. I was breathing heavily. My body was covered in wounds that would not heal. My body was in greater pain than I could ever imagine. It hurts. It hurts so much, but I've never felt so alive in my life.
My eyes were covered in tears as I came to a sudden realization. I will never be killed. I won't ever know my purpose in life.
I laughed as I cried. It was so funny! What is even the point in being alive if I can't find a purpose? Why continue living when I can't die.
For the first time in my life, I was close to going insane. And this time, it wasn't because of my power.
*break*
I sat on the pile of corpses eating an apple. I have no idea where this came from, but I'm not questioning it.
Let me in control. I can end your pointless suffering.
Lately, the first voice has been acting differently.
Instead of demanding for corpses to eat, it's been demanding to take over my body. It feels like its clawing its way out of my skull. In fact, I'm almost tempted to let it. Almost. The only thing that's stopping me is one simple little thing.
I'll disappear if I do. The second voice was devoured because of it. It will do the same to me if I allow it. I may not like living, but I don't want to die like that. I'm okay if I lose against anyone, but I refuse to lose against myself.
I don't know how, but I will strangle that voice inside me and kill it for killing the second.
A voice from behind snapped me out of my thoughts, "My, my. I came here looking for a Corpse Eating Overlord, but all I find is a cute little boy."
I instinctively turned around and picked up a fallen sword. Unfortunately, I dropped the apple in the process. I momentarily looked at it but quickly shifted my attention to the person in front of me.
This time, it's a girl who looks slightly younger than me. She has purple hair and eyes with d-pad accessories. A katana was strapped to her side. The girl had the air of a spoiled brat. Someone who believed that the world revolved around them.
I snarled, "Who are you and what do you want with me?"
The girl smiled, "Oh my bad! I'm Neptune, Planeptune's CPU! And I want you to be mine!"
CPU!? I remember hearing that term used by some soldiers a few times. From what I can tell, the CPU is their goddess. The fact that she claims to be one… No, that's impossible. She hardly looks like she can pose a threat. Then again, looks can be deceiving. Regardless…
I declared, "I have no intention of belonging to anyone."
Neptune looked genuinely sad, "Aw… Are you sure you don't want to be mine? This offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
I asked, "How do I really know you are a CPU? For all I know, you could be lying to me."
The girl who claimed to be a goddess thought for a moment before exclaiming, "I know! Why don't we fight? That way, I'll prove to you that I am a goddess. And if I win, you will serve under me."
"What happens if I win?"
Neptune smirked, "Then I'll be you're servant."
I sighed, "Fine."
A few people challenged me the same way in the past. They were always too pathetic to be bothered with. One swift blow to the head shut them up for good. This time will be no different.
A/N: That's all for today folks! This was more angst than anything, but the rest of the stories won't be like that. At least I hope not.
Don't expect this to be as updated as much as AoG. This will be filling in some holes between chapters as it progresses, but that won't happen as much.
As always, please leave a review to tell me how I did. Constructive criticism is welcomed and appreciated. Happy Christmas and Merry Holidays!
