AN: So I've had this sitting in my cache of stories for a while now but I never got around to uploading it, but since I got so caught up in the Overwatch bandwagon I haven't been writing as much. To compensate for the long period of drought I've decided to upload a couple of chapters of this that I finished to let everyone know that I'm not dead. Well, I hope you enjoy these shorts that I just wrote on a whim.


Ch. 1: The Second Oracle?!

Planeptune, the Land of Purple Progress under the governance of CPU Purple Heart, is arguably the most futuristic nation out of the four governing nations. Lastation, the Land of Black Regality under the governance of CPU Black Heart, has the highest production rate out of all the nations which earned it a title of being the heart of Gamindustri. Lowee, the Land of White Serenity under the governance of CPU White Heart, is a nation clad in snow that uses magic in order to make the lives of its citizens more convenient. And finally Leanbox, the Land of Green Pastures under the governance of CPU Green Heart, is an island nation separate from the main landmass of Gamindustri that is covered with beautiful nature.

When you look at things from a neutral standpoint, it's pretty clear that the existence of all four nations is paramount to Gamindustri's survival.

But me being a proud citizen of Planeptune, I have to argue that Planeptune is definitely the best nation. I'd say that it contains a nice mix of the other three nations.

In fact, I've been given a very rare chance to do something that every other citizen can only dream of doing.

Oops, that's right. In these sorts of situations it's always best to introduce yourself, right?

My name is Tarou Tanaka and I'm just another average, ordinary person. There really is nothing special going for me. I mean, just look at my name. It's a combination of two of the most generic names in the entire universe. All my grades in school are painstakingly average. My build and my looks are both completely average. In fact, if you ask me about my interests it'd probably be just whatever is the most popular at the time. That's just how boring I am. Well, if I had to say if there was one thing I was good at it'd probably be that I was a little more gung-ho than other people.

Now you may be asking why someone like me is able to do something that nobody else can. Well… the reason for that is because I was lucky. A couple of days ago I received an official notice in my mail from the Planeptune Basilicom that said I was chosen from a random lotto to become an Oracle.

That's… pretty much it. Kinda sad, huh? I was chosen for such a high-ranking position just because of some dumb luck.

Although I'm not too sure why they would want another Oracle. Maybe they're training Oracles for the other nations to use? From what I've heard Planeptune is the only nation that has an Oracle right now.

Mm… Now that I'm standing in front of the Basilicom I'm kind of getting nervous. What if that letter was just some stupid prank? No, it had the official seal on it so it couldn't be.

Ah, whatever! I'll just go in! It's too late to back down now!

Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the doors to the grand building and was immediately greeted by a bustling reception area. Other Planeptune citizens were here to voice their complaints or suggestions while the receptionists were calmly and patiently listening to their needs.

Wow. I've never actually entered the Basilicom myself so I was somewhat taken aback by how regal the interior looked. Large square windows ran along the walls all the way up to the pointed ceiling as the room was lit by a multitude of fluorescent lights on the walls.

"Um… Excuse me, but could you be Mr. Tanaka?"

I was brought out of my stupor by a small voice from beside me. To my surprise a small fairy had crept up beside me when I was examining the interior.

"O-Oh, yes." I nodded at her question.

Wait. A fairy? Do fairies exist? What in the world? Why is she floating on a book? And why does she know my name?!

"Ah, thank goodness. I was afraid that I might have gotten the wrong person," the fairy said with a sigh of relief and a smile. "I am Planeptune's Oracle, Histoire. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Huh? This… fairy is our Oracle? Um… What? This is… Definitely not what I expected.

"Um…"

Oh shoot! I've just been staring at here this entire time! I need to say something.

"R-right! It's, er… nice to meet you too, Miss Histoire."

Great! Real professional, me. I just stumbled all over my self-introduction. That can't be a good first impression to my employer.

"By the way, Miss Histoire, why did you come to me out of all these people?" I asked.

I was genuinely curious about that. There were tons of other males here that she could've gone to.

"Eh? Ah, well, you just seemed to fit the name."

Ah… haha… That's just another way to poke fun at how generic I am…

Noticing the depressed look on my face, Histoire quickly decided to change the subject. "W-Well, there is no need to be so formal. We will be working alongside each other from now after all."

"Oh, sure. Then… um… can you just call me Tarou? Calling me mister when I'm barely an adult is kind of…"

"Ah, my apologies. I will be sure to refer to you as Tarou from now on, then. If you will follow me, I will introduce you to the CPUs."

At that the small fairy known as Histoire began floating away towards the reception desks. I made to quickly follow her as I took in my surroundings. We made our way through a couple of straightforward hallways with a few turns here and there before finally reaching a normal looking wooden door. It surprised me when the professional look of the Basilicom dissolved into an interior somewhat similar to a cozy home. I guess if the CPUs and Oracle live here it has to be comfortable to live in.

As Histoire reached to open the door, an ear-piercing scream rung out from inside the room.

"Taaaaaake thiiiis! Neptune Haaard Breaaaaaak! Yaaaah!"

I leapt five feet away from the doorway at the sudden and unannounced shriek while letting out a surprised cry of my own.

Meanwhile, Histoire just sighed and shook her head as if she's gone through the same routine over a thousand times already.

Seriously? What the heck was that?!

"My apologies, Tarou. As you can see our CPU is somewhat… unique," Histoire explained with a strained expression.

That was… Lady Purple Heart? But… She sounds like a child. And… And… What the hell was with that strange shout?!

Without wasting another moment, Histoire pushed open the door and led me into a living room of sorts where a small girl in a one-piece hoodie with purple hair sitting in front of a television with a game controller in her hands. Her whole body would move as she mashed buttons and controlled the small virtual character on the screen that was tearing through hordes of enemies in some kind of beat'em up.

"Neptune. I thought I made it clear earlier to make yourself presentable for the new Oracle that will be starting today," Histoire chastised the girl who continued playing her game

"Eh? But I'm always lookin' good with this bod of mine! In fact, I'm sure the moment he sees me he'll be struck by my beauty!" The girl known as Neptune replied without taking her eyes off the screen.

Is this really our nation's CPU? No way… How? I always thought the CPU had to be… well… not this. Maybe the CPU Candidate will be better?

"Neptune…" The little fairy growled.

*pop*

Huh, wait. Is that steam coming out of her head?! And what was that popping sound just now?!

Suddenly, Histoire flew towards the game console and slammed down onto the power button.

"Neptune! Greet our guest properly!"

"Mugghh… Fine. You don't have to be so Pissty about it."

With no other choice left to her, Lady Purple Heart spun around and leapt to her feet so she was facing me.

"Uwaoah! Who's this super beyond generic NPC, Histy?"

Gak!

You don't have to say it so bluntly… I know for myself just how boring I am but… but… Calling me an NPC is just too cruel. Clearly I'm some sort of protagonist this time. Right? The first part of life had been me doing nothing but being average but now I've been given a chance to be something more! I have to make the most of it! No longer will I just be one of the extras that are used and killed in an earthquake scene! No. I will try my best to become someone worthy of a sidekick character at the very least!

Haha… Who am I kidding? The most I'll amount to is a side character that appears occasionally to serve as comic relief…

"Do not be rude, Neptune," Histoire scolded as she floated to my side. "This man will be acting as another Oracle for us starting today."

Lady Purple Heart stared at me with narrowed eyes for a moment before darting forward and grabbing my hand to shake it furiously.

"Well its nice ta meetcha, new guy. I am Neptune, the CPU of Planeptune. No need to call me anything so stuffy like Lady Purple Heart or anything. Just call me Neptune, Neppers, Nep, or Neppertons or whatever!" She greeted energetically.

Wow this girl really is a bundle of energy… I'm already having a hard time keeping up with her.

"Um… Well I think I'll just stick with Neptune. I'm Tarou Tanaka. It's nice to meet you."

"Woah. Talk about creepy. Your name is just as unimaginatory as your appearance, dude."

Just how blunt is this girl? Maybe it isn't too late to reject the job offer.

I glanced at Histoire for some help, but she just shot me a sympathetic look back. Ah, I see. She must have to deal with this every day. That's probably why she wanted another Oracle for the nation.

I'd feel kind of bad for leaving her like this when she's already counting on me to do a good job…

Alright. Fine. I might as well go through with it at full force!

As I was thinking, a new voice joined our group. "Neptune! I brought some tea and snacks!"

"Ooohh! Nice one, Nep Jr. Thanks a bundle!"

Neptune quickly dashed past me towards the door where a girl wearing a one-piece sailor outfit with long, lilac hair walked in while carrying a tray full of cookies and a few cups.

"Cute…"

Oh crap! Did I just say that out loud?!

The new arrival blushed and poked her fingers together as Neptune snatched the tray out of her hands. "G-Goodness… um… who are you?"

Crap, crap, crap! Think of something to say! Why did my mind short out on me now?!

Seeing my inability to speak right now, Histoire jumped in to rescue me.

"Nepgear, this man will be working as another Oracle in the Basilicom to support us," she explained to the girl called Nepgear.

She must be the CPU Candidate.

Finally coming back to my senses, I cleared my throat and held out my hand.

"My name is Tarou Tanaka. It's very nice to meet you, Miss Nepgear. I hope we can get along," I introduced myself with an awkward smile.

The girl took my hand and shook it.

"I'm Nepgear, Planeptune's CPU Candidate and Neptune's little sister. It's nice to meet you too."

She gave a bright smile that sent my heart rate spiking. Is this what people call love at first sight? Ahaha... but there's no way I'd ever have a chance with someone like her. I might as well just give up now.

"That's my lil' sis! It looks like you managed to seduce another guy with your feminine wiles."

Wait, huh?

"N-Neptune! What are you saying?! I'm not seducing anyone!"

Ah…

Histoire, noticing the exasperated look on my face, floated next to me and bowed her head.

"Again, my apologies, Tarou. It is best if we leave now before Neptune gets further out of control. Now, if you will follow me, I will show you how to perform your duties."

The small fairy turned and glided out the door. I gave the CPUs of Planeptune, who were still talking between themselves, one last look before following Histoire out of the room.

This was certainly going to be an interesting job to say the least.


You know… When I said that this job was going to be interesting, I was dead wrong. In fact, for the past few days all I've been doing is pushing papers. How is this any different from any other office job?! I mean… the level of the documents I'm handling are on a nationwide level, but all I'm doing is sorting through them to see which ones are relevant and which ones are a complete waste of time. Histoire did say that if I did this job well then I'd be able to do some more important work although she didn't mention what that kind of work was.

As I was silently lamenting over this turn of events, I heard of soft knock on my office door.

"Yes, come in!"

The door swung open, revealing Nepgear carrying a tray of snacks along with a pot of tea. Ah, come to think of it this is usually the time she comes by. Ever since I began working in this office, Nepgear had begun dropping off snacks and drinks for me after lunch every day. It really flattered me that she cared enough for me to do this all the time.

"I brought some snacks and tea, Tarou," Nepgear said as she walked in.

"Oh, thanks. You really don't have to go out of your way to do this, though," I replied as I stood from my desk and moved to help her.

I carefully took the tray out of her hands and set it on my desk.

"No, no. I make snacks for Neptune all the time so this isn't much more work. Besides, I feel sorry for you doing so much work that Neptune and I should be doing."

Ah, Nepgear really is an angel. It's still hard to believe that she's the younger sister.

"Well…" I awkwardly rubbed the back of my head. "If Neptune wasn't such a slacker, then I probably wouldn't have gotten this job in the first place, so I'm pretty grateful for that. Besides, I'm sure you're doing your fair share of work as well, right?"

Nepgear giggled. "I guess you're right. Anyways, I should stop bothering you now. Please keep up the good work."

"Yeah. Thanks for the snacks and tea again."

Nepgear gave me a small, polite bow before walking out of my office and closing the door behind her.

Well, I might as well take a break from work and relax a bit now. This kind of job is will definitely pay off in the long run. It's better than all my previous part-time jobs that's for sure.

And that is how I, the most ordinary person in the universe, started my new job as an Oracle for Planeptune.


-The Oracles-

Planeptune:
Name: Tarou Tanaka
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Special Abilities: None
Biography: A supremely generic man with absolutely no points of interest at all. In fact, his face is often compared to a blank canvas. He was chosen to be an Oracle through a random lotto sent to all Planeptune citizens. Nothing much else is known about his past.

Lastation:
?

Lowee:
?

Leanbox:
?