The SI is a Friendbringer who is also a Thiccbringer. Also, she rides atop an eldritch abomination.
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Worm is owned by Wildbow. This fanfiction is a creative outlet and is completely non-profit.
This will be my first time posting fanfiction so please be gentle. Also, please feel free to point out any grammatical errors!
Boredom is an incredibly deadly state of mind. It can cause humans to do terrible things just to quell the sense of being idle for too long. On the other side of the spectrum, it could cause grievous amounts of self-harm. In my case, it was more of performing an action that would lead to unforeseen consequences. That is if one considered filling out multiple Choose-Your-Own-Adventure sheets to be dangerous. You see, for a twenty-two-year-old college student who had nothing to do except eat, sleep, swim, and play video games, the same old routine brought about an increasing sense of boredom.
So, there I was, seated on my La-Z-Boy rocking chair near the corner of my spacious air-conditioned room. Swaying idly as I typed away in front of my computer. Sometimes my feet would touch the ground and the feeling of the cold wooden floor would distract me from my current goal. Which was figuring out which powers to choose from Worm CYOA 5's rather limited list of Endbringer abilities. A disappointed expression landing on my darkened features as I clicked away.
Most of the powers that were listed did not appeal to me simply because said powers were already being used by other Endbringers. That being said, gravity, illusions, summoning, sandbox, and elementalism forms aside from Hydrokinesis were the only options. The aforementioned options made me want to roll my eyes, simply because they didn't appeal to my personality. Neither did they advance my ideas for what I had imagined.
So, I went to look for other options. Opening a new tab and searching for other Worm CYOA's. I used Worm CYOA 1 as a base for what I had planned. I simply chose my nature of entry and the difficulty setting I wanted before skipping the entirety of the power options. I then browsed the list of companions and decided on one that I liked. They would play an interesting role in my metaphorical "adventure". I was already breaking the rules by planning to choose a second CYOA, so why not bend them a little bit more. Finally, I chose a few perks and took a penalty in points due to adding a different CYOA into the mix.
I smile for a moment, knitting my fingers together in front of my face. Half of my points used, the other half removed as a penalty, and no powers taken. It would most likely be the first Endbringer CYOA that broke the rules to take a companion and use a second CYOA. Moving my hands back to my keyboard and mouse, I yawned slightly as I began my search.
Tabbing out of Microsoft Word and back into google chrome for the nth, I opened a new tab and clicked my bookmark for r/makeyourchoice. It was time to choose the "addition" to my rather lengthy hypothetical adventure. The "Heavy Metal Band CYOA" was nsfw and though a musical Endbringer did sound fun, I felt that it was not for me. I searched for "powers" and found some interesting results, like "Power Creator: New Pantheon" and "Abstract Powers 2". Both CYOAs seemed fantastic at first glance, but after much consideration, I decided that they didn't tickle my fancy enough. So, I went back to searching for more results.
Though I was getting quite drowsy due to it being past 3 AM, I was determined to finish my work. I let out a soft yawn and stretched as I continued to browse the titanic list of CYOA's that r/makeyourchoice provided. That is until something finally caught my eye. A smile lands on my lips as my eyes crinkle with delight. I had always been heavily fascinated with HP Lovecraft and Eldritch themes, so naturally, a CYOA entitled Eldritch Revelation would entice me.
I clicked on the link and read some interesting responses to the thread. Most of them had chosen Flesh Sculptor, which was an obvious pick if you inferred what the power could do with just its name. Then I clicked the Imgur link and read what the CYOA had in store for me. The old diary and abyssal bestiary intrigued me. The eldritch guard dog sounded adorable, if not a little bit murderous. Symbiosis, lich's phylactery, and star spawn did not appeal to me. The architect and flesh sculptor both sounded fantastic, I could see why people picked the latter often. I then skimmed through maddening aura, death wraith, and obsidian skin. They were excellent powers to give to an Endbringer, but I felt that the last option deserved more consideration.
Astral Informant, an eldritch artifact in the form of a mirror. The mirror's reflection would show a living planet that could answer any question. Though the implied price was quite ominous. I narrowed my choices down to four options before feeling my drowsiness get to me. My eyelids feeling heavy and my body feeling fatigued. Determination be damned, I needed my beauty sleep. I decided that I would finish my CYOA later.
I saved the document and turned my PC off before going to bed. Laying into the smooth sheets and soft pillows before drifting off into sleep.
[The Unknown]
Through the night, I had a restless, dreamless sleep. It was strange, I always dreamt of something strange or saucy. This night was different however, as soon enough, I felt myself go into a half-awake state. I attempted to turn to my side, but for some reason, the bed felt like it was made of stone. The palm of my hand felt like it was touching granite. My face twisted into that of half-awake confusion. I thought to myself that I must be dreaming now until I felt a cold slimy appendage slide up my bare neck.
Of course, in these kinds of situations, I did the only sensible thing one could do. Scream like a little girl and flail around.
"WHAT THE SHIT?!" I screamed in a high-pitched voice as I opened my eyes, freezing in place to see…a beautiful creature.
Its face was an eldritch amalgam of pink and flesh-colored lattice-like skin. Rows of uneven needle-like teeth dotted its mouth with a chin that split into two making the creature look even more alien than it already was. Its stinger tipped, proboscis-like tongue dragged across my cheek as I continued to admire it. Holes dotted the creature's pale bluish body and pulsing red veins danced across its skin and the tentacles that grew out of its back. Its spine was littered with barbed spikes and its exposed ribcage oozed a blue pus-like fluid. Wobbly tentacle-like legs that ended in finger-like hooves and a long prehensile tail that seemed to wag like an excited puppy.
I steadied myself and stood up slowly. I dusted my pajamas before moving my left hand to pinch my right arm to wake myself up, only to realize that I was not dreaming. My eyes widening in shock, my left eye twitched as I began to slowly comprehend. What stood before me was eldritch perfection. A real Hound of Tindalos stood before me, in all its eldritch glory. Thus, I did the only sensible thing a fanboy such as myself would do.
"PUPPY!" I squealed as I assaulted the creature with a hug. Careful not to touch the rather sharp spikes it had. Its skin felt leathery and cold. The poor thing must have been all alone in this place. Nothing could remove the grin on my face, at least I thought nothing could. I was soon proven wrong as I heard the eldritch hound attempt to bark.
'Bark!' The creature attempts to sound like a dog, but all I hear is a shrill and painful noise that made me wince due to being so close to its mouth.
"Oooookay, that's enough barking," I say this with a queasy look on my face, pushing myself away from the Hound's head. It seemed to not understand as it let another 'bark'...
My lips purse and widen as I pat his...nose? Snout? I wasn't sure. I steadied my breathing and smelled the creature's unearthly scent. It didn't smell bad, but it didn't smell good either. It was just a smell. An out of this world smell.
It licks my cheek again, and I smile. I should probably name him if I was going to keep him.
"I think I'll name you Tindalos, Tiny for short because I am terrible with names," I say this as I stand up straight once again to get a good look of my surroundings.
I was in a wide, dimly lit stone corridor with walls that had runes written all over them. The corridor itself was filled with ancient tomes and scrolls, some of which looked like a single touch would make them crumble into dust. Small torches light the way and the ceiling itself was almost out of reach. There was a black slime on it that I completely ignored, remembering the CYOA.
"You wanna come with me boy?" I say this to Tiny as I motioned for him to follow me. He lets out an excited bark that was still painful to listen to as we began to walk together. I grin as we moved, weaving through the small piles of books and objects.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't at least a little bit tempted to read everything in this place. A wealth of information that existed beyond the realms of comprehension. Only accessible in a land of dreams, a place I couldn't have reached on my own.
There were other powers at work, and if I was to put on a show, I would put on one hell of an act. I would be a showstopper. I would become fabulous! More so than I already was at least.
Tiny kept his head underneath my left hand as I let my thoughts wander once again. Moving based off of peripheral vision without awareness. I knew that taking more than three gifts was incredibly dangerous. I had already chosen Tiny, so I was down to two more options. He was a powerhouse on his own, but I still had two choices before me...
As we continued to walk through the cold corridor, we passed a gilded and decadent looking mirror covered in cloth. It was enchanting in a way…
"Come closer…" A whisper in my ear sent chills down my spine. It was like being in one of those cheap horror movies, and I did not consent.
"HELL TO THE NO!" I shout as I bolt away from the cursed object, Tiny following behind in hot pursuit as I dashed further into the corridor.
Soon enough, I found myself out of breath. My hands on my knees, panting heavily as Tiny comes closer to lick my face once again. He sits on the floor breathing in an odd tone as he wags his tails.
"We're not going back there Tiny. That mirror was flat out creepy." I said this in between breaths, my face showing a rather exhausted expression as I talked. Tiny, the loveable eldritch horror that he was, simply barked another painful noise as he continued to wag his tail.
After taking a moment to catch my breath, I stood up straight to get my bearings. A different bunch of dusty old tomes and nearly withered scrolls. Except this time, there were glowing runes in front of the wall I was facing. They were mesmerizing, and their faint glow let out a thrum of power that I could feel all the way to my bones.
A golden rune in the shape of a disjointed, uneven claw with a spiraling arm. Being the curious creature that I was, I reached out to touch it with my right arm. Suddenly the glowing rune shines brightly before fading. A runic golden tattoo now on my right hand. A rune of the same likeness as the one on the wall.
I didn't feel more powerful, which was strange, but the mark was there. A testament to my new power…
Then my attention was drawn towards the rune beside the one I had just touched. A crimson rune in the form of a disjointed eye with a multitude of spike-like lashes. I reached out to touch it, because why not? A crimson light shines through the corridor and I attempt to shield my eyes, but my hand seems to have stuck to the wall. Shortly thereafter, the light fades and I find myself with yet another runic tattoo. Blood red in its color. I pull my hand away from the wall and turn to face Tiny.
"Well that was a bit anticlima-!" My body suddenly feels heavy as my vision begins to fade. It seems my time within these ancient walls was over. It was time for me to leave. I couldn't wait to get back home and play with my new dog!
[Earth Bet- Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean]
I awaken to…life, all around me in all shapes and sizes. The knowledge of what they are, their shape, and what they represent was not conveyed in simple images. It was something else entirely. In every direction, life exists. From large predators to tiny bacteria, I knew them all. Yet as soon as I focused on something, I was immediately aware of literally everything about it. Its life cycle, qualities, age, diet, and even current lifespan.
I also awakened to the sensation of matter. Molecules all around me, and every single atom of water. I could count the sand that composed the seafloor. I could feel and describe everything that composed it. Hydrogen, Oxygen, and traces of other elements and chemicals. I could feel the pressure of tonnes of fluid matter pressing down on me, so much weight, but I simply shrugged it off. It seemed that I was at the bottom of the ocean…
This flood of information should have caused my brain to explode, and yet it didn't. I was fine, in fact, I was aware. I was aware of so many changes.
I couldn't feel the beat of my heart. It didn't feel like I was thinking from my own head. I couldn't feel any muscles move on my face, yet my face still moved, portraying a face of shock.
I was seated on Tiny's back, which clearly had spikes on it, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Tiny himself was a biological marvel. A form that existed out of time, eldritch organs that allowed the digestion of the target's lifespan, and a tongue that doubles as a proboscis. So many wonderful and alien things that I understood as soon as I touch him. Yet he also had a core inside of him, and skin. So many layers of skin! Each one denser than the other, and as soon as I touched him with both hands, I could see through his eyes.
A spectrum of alien color entered my(Tiny's) vision as I(Tiny) blinked through the multiple eyes hidden in the darkness of my(Tiny's) lattice-like flesh. I(Tiny) could see the time that each life form had. I could tell how old they were and saw their essence of time. Each creature had its own time, a concept I never thought I would see until I connected with Tiny. Yet even with these new sensations, even more information came to 'mind'. It felt like it was coming from my left hand. It felt like I could do anything I wanted with Tiny, mold him, reshape him, add unto him. A piece of knowledge that felt foreign and exciting.
Still, if Tiny was an Endbringer now, then clearly, I was as well. That begged the question as to what I looked like now. So I hatched an idea inside my 'head'.
I let go and stepped down from my mount/pet. Then I kneeled down and touched a piece of seaweed with my left hand. Forming an eye that functioned similarly to a human eye, although this one could see underwater and produced its own light. I touched the sand with my right hand and up rose a mirror. That was when I saw new myself for the first time.
Standing at almost fourteen-feet tall with wavy opalescent hair that flowed around the water, framing long elven ears like the elves of Warcraft. An almost unrealistically beautiful face with wispy opalescent eyebrows and luscious lashes. Blue irises flecked with purple, a cute yet sharp nose, and full pouting lips. Caramel toned skin complimented an extremely voluptuous form. An hourglass figure with a slim waist, yet ridiculous assets.
It seems I had anime-level Tig ol' Bitties, and Dummy THICC thighs! They had physics, amazing jiggly physics. I couldn't stop staring at myself. This felt inappropriate, ogling the body of my dreams due to having no clothes. The clap of my ass cheeks might even awaken the dormant Endbringers. I did the only acceptable thing in this situation after making both the eye and mirror disappear.
"DAYUM SHE THIIIIIIIIICC! EXTRA THICC! EXTRA THICC! EXTRA THICC!" I shouted to the top of my non-existent Endbringer lungs.
I went back to Tiny, who I realized had grown bigger than me, and mounted him Godiva Style! Then I touched him with my left hand and made him grow wings. Though leathery and almost skeletal, they would function better than any avian. Then I commanded him to fly. Earth Bet here I come!
[Earth Bet - Somewhere in Orbit]
The tall feathered Endbringer known as the Simurgh smiled.
Author's Note:
Phew! Writing fanfiction is more difficult than I thought! Thank you for reading my first chapter! I hope you were a least a little bit entertained by it. If you enjoyed reading please consider leaving a comment!
P.S. Do any of you out there have any suggestions as to what I should make the SI wear?
First CYOA: Worm CYOA 1
Nature of Entry: Endbringer
Difficulty: World Breaker (+12 Points)
Powers: N/A
Companions: The Freaks (-1 Point)
Perks: Blank, Shattered Limited, First Impressions, Additional Core, Alien Nature (-5 Points)
Complications: None
(-6 Points as penalty for taking a Companion and Choosing a 2nd CYOA)
Second CYOA: Eldritch Revelations [+3 Choices]
Gifts: Eldritch Guard Dog, The Architect, Flesh Sculptor [-3 Choices]