THIS IS URGENT.
An Update!?
No, not exactly. I wanted to let anyone still following this know that I have been reworking the entire story heavily. Semblance and Weapon changes, plot shifts, and longer chapters. The only thing is that Vol. 5 is still releasing for a bit, and so on. I do have a plan to release this story, though it may not be for a while, and it will be nearly completed when I do. A large chapter dump.
Sorry for the ever so long wait, and I'll continue to update when I can. To keep you readers interested, I do have a small teaser for you.
"I have a job for you pretty boy."
Damn that woman. Now? NOW? I just woke up. I have spent a week in your little coffee shop purgatory, and you let me do nothing but sit and sleep in the booth, what do you want now? You have taken my life, my home, and fogged up my memories to the point that I can barely remember the names of my family members, what more could you possibly need!
"I have an issue on one of my administrated worlds. I need you to go down and fix it."
I blinked twice.
"I'm sorry, you want me to what? No, no I'm not doing something for you. You ruined my life."
The girl (Girl? Goddess? Entity?) smiled. It was a sweet smile, the likes used by those who desire something you own. I didn't really like it. "I want you to fix this issue."
"Uhhhgg, why me?" She refused to answer, and I tried my best to glare at her. It wasn't working. Why did I have to be dragged into this, why couldn't I die like a normal person. Did I need to have some sort of superpower in my life, something that made me 'stand out among my fellow man'.
"The world is broken. There exists an anomaly somewhere that I cannot identify. As I am unable to go down and fix the issue personally, I needed someone to do it for me. I chose you. As a stable anomaly, your very presence will re-code it, fix it. Not to mention how your little power will help." She took a sip from the china cup filled with coffee, never breaking the eye contact. The scenery around our little Cafe of Hell continued to shift.
"But-"
"Alex." Sharp. Sudden. Hard. That wasn't how she talked. Not normally. I had already known her for a week or so, and this was something new. She may speak politely, but she was never cold about it. "I already told you that your very soul holds a power, one so wrong, that if revealed, it would force the Others to make me kill you. You do not get affected by Fate. The very binding force of the universe, it should not, cannot, be broken. You, however, have the ability to Cut the Red Strings, to neutralize Fixed Points in Time, alter reality to your will. And you got it by a fluke.
The world has never seen a Fatebreaker live longer than a month before discovery and execution. Do this, and I will pull as many strings as I can to keep you alive."
I hung my head. That wan't the first time we had had that conversation either.
"Fine, what could you possibly want, Oh Benevolent Goddess of Mine?"
She brought up her hand...
"That will come in time. You will receive little to no assistance from me beyond this world."
...her middle finger pressed against her thumb, building pressure...
"One last thing. You'll need a disguise. I, for one, am happy to help."
...and her thumb moved. I would have heard the snap had I still been in the same area as her, but the 'Void Between' is not located within 'Space-Time'. I had already been moved to what would become my new home universe.
Not that I would be excited about it.