Disclaimer : I own nothing of whatever appears on this fanfic and they belong to their respective owners and the cover art was made by Nehred. Also english is not my native language so expect a lot of spelling and grammars errors.
Gamindustri, a place that you know... and so do I!
Uhm sorry, so yeah, you probably know that place since that if you read this fanfic in first place and for the 1% of people who just randomly fallen here let me tell you...
Its quite a weird world there, at first very various landmasses and nations, form the cold and magic north of Lowee to the southern smaller but yet powerful continent of Leanbox
To the western land of progress that is Planeptune to the eastern industrial city of Lastation and even further the PC Continent
These fours nations are ruled and protected by CPU's but they are also called goddess with them, their siblings called CPU's Candidates who are destined to be the succesors of the CPU's and not forgetting the Oracles who are quite the secretary and advisors of the CPU's (and in some case they even do around 90% of the work)
The CPU's, Candidates, Oracles live in a basilicom, a huge building that like I said are their homes but also their workplace and serve as a holy organization, if an basilicom get destroyed by any mean, it would symbolically mark the collapse of the nation and their shares
Oh and about shares, they are basically a term to define the influence of a goddess on their nation and its people, it represent the people faith and belief towards their CPU's
But there is also a5th faction that recently appeared the ASIC standing for Arfoire Syndicate of International Crime not much is known about them and for the moment they haven't showed any serious hostility towards the other nations but I think they are preparing something and the nations officials themselves showed mistrust toward them,
so all we can do now is to hold our breath as the world is very slowly heading to a great conflict...
and now start my story...
Hyperdimension neptunia Re:birth 2
an Inventor tales
LEANBOX
DR. BETHESDA APARTMENT
FEBUARY 10 20XX
18H00
A door open and a tall blond man with a short hair and blues eyes apears, exhausted form working and still enraged that his heritage form his presumed dead father was stolen by some guy with glasses
the man who stolen his successful future around 10 years ago form now by simply pretending that the younger Bethesda wasn't neither smart or mentally strong enough to direct himself his vanished father institute
For now he work for the leanbox defense as a researcher, even if this job satisfy him and he's still quite known trough gamindustri, He still wanted to take back what always been to him
"WELCOME BACK SIR" his house keeping robot said welcoming him.
he wanted to upgrade the house keeping robot that his dad made and commercialized and also the first project Bethesda worked and where he started to be known on even if it was only 20% of the work but haven't a lot of time to work on that or others things at all on his free time but at least he can relax and sleep a little.
Bethesda calmly and politely greet him back "hello RL-3, prepare me some food as usual"
"YES SIR" RL-3 responded back and immediately started to walk toward the kitchen as Bethesda looked around his apartment:
It wasn't very dirty but he still wanted to upgrade the robot by doing things like removing his legs and replace it with a reactor that make it hover over the ground and adding 4 limbs with all different functions
He also looked at the dragon head on his wall, The first dragon he ever killed
He then went to the living room and sit down on his couch and setting the TV on, starting to watch the news
75% of the news wasn't very interesting as he already knew what's happening but the rest...
"An ASIC politician got assinated today, we don't know who did that but all we know is that she a member form the planeptune guild acording to the syndicate" the journalist says
"There also rumors that the ASIC actual goals is to resurrect an mysterious entity called Arfoire but the leaders of the organization refute these informations so that still ongoing, the person who revealed that also mysteriosly died in a car accident shortly after leaking that information." the journalist continues
the next new is quite pointless, about the Planeptune-Lowee sports games that will happen in the next year but well neither leanbox or lastation get invited so Bethesda didn't care
"According to the Leanbox guild, an discussion between Mr Badd and an high ranked of the ASIC, while its have been hypotised that the Mr Badd company used an technology to isolate the communication form leanbox and the technology disfunctioned allowing to listen their conversation and now an extract of their discusion."
Bethesda lean forward, interested
"-hen you are going to send us the prototype of weapon?" a woman voice says, porbably form the ASIC
"Be a little more patient, we are currently working on it but it will be soon finished" a voice supposed to be Badd responds
"Do it quick we will need it fo-"
The communication got isolated
"All of this incressed the Leanbox Guild suspicion toward Badd and the syndicate, well that was everything for this evening thanks fo-"
Bethesda shut off the TV
He know that these news have greatly increased the tension between the Syndicate and the Nations and now the Bethesda know that Mr badd is a potential traitor and now the Doc know that his time will come to get back what always been to him and with a smile he go at the bathroom take a shower then go to sleep at 10 AM
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"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT MUSIC !" yelled the Doc as he woke up furiously hearing a stupidly loud music form the other side of street in some kind of warehouse
Meanwhile...
the warehouse is in a burning ambiance of partying around 20 young adults breakdancing to some kind of electronic music.
The DJ seem just very slightly older than most of the others goons
then he receive a call form an unknown number
"Yeah?" the kid say
"can you turn down your music please?" the guy say
"what?" the kid respond
"Can you please turn down your music? there's people trying to sleep Here!"
"how that?!" he said as he increase the volume "how that? That's better?" as he continue increasing it
"I swear that if you don't actually turn it down, I will do it myself"
"Then come right here and dance sucker" he respond while grabbing his tec-9 handgun
"..."
"Hello?" the DJ say confused *click* the man stopped the call "bitch" the DJ say and immediately restart to dance with his girlfriend.
A few minutes later
"Phew, here you go girl!" the DJ say to the girl.
"Ha ha you called it dancing!" the girl responded friendly taunting the DJ.
"Im an DJ, girl not a stripper!" he say has both laugh, having a good time.
"Well I gotta go man, see ya!" she say as she quickly kiss the DJ cheek.
"Yeah see ya Linda!" he responded joyfully.
The girl leave toward the backdoor, the DJ think about his future with him, its own night club and Linda, living their life like a never ending party will still being in good terms with his dad. He return to reality and go back partying hard with the remaining Grunts
knock knock knock the sound have been quickly heard toward the front door, a goon go toward the door to open
"Hey, that's for w-" BANG the sound of a revolver got quickly heard, resonating toward the whole warehouse
a man with a helmet with two horns, a revolver on a hand, a round shield and a war hammer enters in with partially hidden yet serious face.
"So, I said that I will turn down the music myself bec-" BANG a bullet hit the edge of the shield bouncing away, he look and see 18 guys all armed with guns.
Seconds that looked like hours after he activate his skill: the L.A.T.S
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the helmet guy instantly headshot the 2 grunts on his front and dash forward to explode the jaw of the third one with his war hammer, the grunt UZI fly in the air, the man jump and throw his war hammer at the face of a 4th grunt on the platform, exploding his skull in a bloody mess and grab the UZI in the air and quickly reactivate the L.A.T.S and use it to accurately massacre the 5 others grunts, the man then mount on the DJ platform but see no DJ there the seconds after another grunt with a shotgun barely miss him but still manage to lightly injure him the counter attack arrive immediately the madlad slide to dodge the other blast of the shootgunner then shot him to the belly with his trusty BIG IRON
the gunslinger still have to stay on the ground, behind the DJ table to dodge the remaining grunts shooting him he nearly immediately blindly strafe the sames grunts on the ground killing 3 other's grunts while one take cover behind barrels, joining 3 others grunts, 2 being absolutely terrified of what is currently happening
The crazy gunslinger get down and see one of the grunt hiding, he don't wait and kick down the barrel crushing the unlucky grunt, the other one on his side quickly throw a grenade but the man quickly kick it back to where he is, exploding him and the two others grunts
The man calmly rest him self against the wall, looking for the DJ
The DJ absolutely terrified look and hide behind a crate attempting to call his own father but then the man found him and high kick him and collapse on the ground and drop his gun
The man then look at the phone and see the name of someone "Brave" and destroy it after seeing that.
"Wait!" The DJ plead "Who the hell are you !" he continue
the man then respond "Just someone who tried to peacfully get some sleep."
"Hang on! You just did all of that just for an music ?!" say the DJ shocked, the Madman simply respond by nodding
"Are you crazy? Do you know who my dad is?" the DJ said
"Yes I do" BANG
and now its where my troubles begins.
well its my very first fanfiction and I hope that you enjoyed that prologue, otherwise you can still leave a review that i will maybe read if i have time, im gonna try to make the next chapter in the next week or the one after who knows ?
So thanks you for reading and see ya later !