A Gamer's multiversal debacle
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Before we begin, I would like to say a few things.
For my fans: This story is technically a sequel to the Marvel story but you can also treat it as an interlude before the MC returns to that world.
The Gamer aspects of the story are still present but will no longer represent a large aspect of the story. Why? Because this character has become so strong and over-levelled that the sheer complexity of my system takes away the will to write this.
Solutions for this would be to start over with a fresh start and new mechanics or to update the system which will inevitably nerf the character as well as invalidate the progress she has made. And I don't want to do either option.
So while gamer elements will still be here, do not expect any large number blocks, grind sessions or system exploits. This is about showing a Journey of an already powerful (But not omnipotent) character travelling through the Multiverse.
Now then. For those who are interested in this, but don't want to read the previous fic, I say this. You don't have to have read the previous story to enjoy this.
Many aspects of the original world are left out for the time being and will barely be touched upon until I write the proper sequel for it.
So, for the sake of new readers, I will promptly give a small Summary of the Protagonist and will then post the Character sheet.
Jeanne Dark, the protagonist of these stories, was a normal woman working in the normal world before being abruptly murdered. It was a direct consequence of her personality and the bad decisions that followed from them.
After her death, she was gifted the Gamer ability along with a sentient SYSTEM. She was brought into the world of the Marvel cinematic universe which had been altered almost beyond recognition.
But she was able to make her way in that world and thrived for quite some time. She had inserted as a girl already present in the setting and worked her way from the bottom of New York's underworld to something akin to a mob boss. But She was in marvel so things got complicated. She interfered in the plotlines she knew for the sake of furthering her goals.
What were these? Live an enjoyable life without hardship or death looming on the horizon. Sadly this was not the case.
She soon realised the nature of her world and discovered the many other realities which were blended into the world of Marvel. History was distorted by FATE, Magic was dominated by the Wizards whose Hero was an abused and scarred boy, Hell was ruled by an absentee Devil who preferred the company of Los Angeles. Last to mention was the Insanity going on in Japan and its political squabbles of Devils, Fallen Angels and the forces of heaven.
Threats were all around and if nothing was done, any quiet life would be impossible. So she decided to involve herself. She grew in power and influence, creating webs of intrigue and political power to ensure her superiority for personal gain but also to protect the world she was forced to live in.
She had her other difficulties as well. Her mind and soul was merged with the corrupted one of Joan of Arc, an occurrence only possible due to the influence of Gilles de Rais and his meddling with the Throne of Heroes. It was the afterlife reserved for Humanity's most prominent figures and he plucked her from it. Only issue was that the reincarnation took a while before occurring. She was born centuries after his death after all.
But that is enough on the matter for now. Jeanne killed her way from simple Mobsters to Gods of Asgard and she would have done so much more if not for the actions of Kamar-Taj. The Sorcerer Supreme, The Ancient One, the woman tasked with the protection of earth against mystical threats recognized her power and believed her irredeemable.
This was true to an extent. The Sorceress expected the soul of a saint, but the girl was a hedonist that dealt with Demons and Devils, both Human and from Hell.
So the Ancient one sought to "Unmake" her. To use the timestone to nullify her existence and bring order to the chaos she brought…
But the spell failed due to the quick thinking of Jeanne who managed to escape to another reality. Whether or not she would be able to get back was another issue entirely.
The Ancient one failed in her objective, but she thought it good that the Girl was now barred from their reality. But what she didn't realise was that their reality was doomed to end without a certain outsider doing her best to keep them all alive.
Only when it was too late did the Sorcerers realise their mistake with the use of the timestone.
Jeanne on the other hand now finds herself in an unfamiliar place, with no clue as to where or when she actually is.
Character sheet
Jeanne Dark Lv 411
Class= Magus (Thaumaturgy)(Maxed out ) / Avenger
Sub class = Engineer (maxed out)
Secondary Sub class = [] LV 211
Race= Demi-servant
Title= Lucky Gamer LUC +30
Hp= 17,262,200 HP (LV x VIT x 100)
Mp= 20,303,400 + (500,000 ARC) MP (LV x INT x 100)
Hpr= 1,726,220 HP/m (LV x VIT x 10)
Mpr= 2,863,437 + (1,000,000 ARC) MP/m (LV x ((INT/2) +(WIS x 2)) x 12)
Arc Reactor Output: 500,000 MP storage, 1,000,000 MP/m production
Money: Cash =( 229,250$ )
Stats (0)
Strength = 600(0)
Vitality = 420(0)
Dexterity = 200(0)
Wisdom = 280(0)
Intelligence = 494(0)
Charm = 170(0)
Luck = 529(0)
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Skills:
Gamer's body LV=max
Gamer's mind LV=max
Skill merge LV=max (merges 2 or more skills creating a new one. Original skills can be destroyed to add their XP to the newly formed skill)
ID create LV=12
ID escape LV=12
Ultimate Sin of Gluttony(devour) 1/5
Portal mastery (aided) = LV 73
Servant mode
Avenger (B Rank)
Oblivion correction (A Rank)
Self-Replenishment (Mana) (A+ Rank)
Self-Modification ( EX Rank)
Dragon witch (EX Rank)
Ephemeral Dream (A Rank)
Presence concealment LV 79 (A Rank)
Nine Lives: Ignis Alter LV44 (C Rank)
Programming LV=83
Hacking LV=98
Medical Knowledge LV 31
Electrical Engineering LV 73
Mechanical Engineering LV 75
Advanced Robotics LV 60
Applied Physics LV 88
Theoretical Physics LV 45
Blacksmithing (Advanced) LV 73
Demonic Cooking Lv 34 : The Ability to create dishes of excellent quality and taste using ingredients of sinister origin
Free running LV=40 Increases your speed by 200% when active ( uses 1000MP/s)
Verbal Manipulation LV=85 Ability to manipulate and convince people for your own gain.
Intimidation LV 14
Pain resistance LV 34 (decreases pain by 34 %]
Gun-play LV 84
Close quarters combat (CQC) LV 58
Reinforcement LV 53 increases both Strength and limits damage taken by 50% for affected Objects. Costs 10000 MP/m to use.
Projection LV 43
Mana Manipulation LV 63
Presence detection LV 73
Poison resistance LV 28 : reduces poison effectiveness by 28%
Heal LV 62
Telepathy LV 100/locked
Glamour magic LV 61
Sword mastery = LV 146
Polearm mastery= LV 73
Supreme Ignithurgy: The power to create any flames known to man or the demons of Hell. A skill one step short of divinity and limited by the supply of the user's Magic energy and their imagination.
Water magic LV 56
Wind magic LV 38
Earth magic LV 47
Soul magic LV 67( target must be incapacitated or have a smaller level than the caster = Chances vary)
Sub skills: Soul bind, Soul manipulation. Soul extraction, Soul entrapment
Necromancy LV 56(Target must be dead and of equal or smaller level than the caster)
Sub skills: Create Undead, corpse modification, Create greater Undead, Resurrection (Results vary on conditions)
Sin of Gluttony (Mabeast creation) LV 1: Allows the user to morph and manipulate living beings and create new subspecies with differing capabilities. MP cost depends on size and magnitude of changes. Higher levels allow more conceptual creatures using aspects of differing Organisms and even inorganic Materials.
Eromancy LV 81 ( Can be blocked if defences are specifically tuned to it)
Sub skills: Pleasure manipulation, Expert body modification, Phantom touch, Liquid modification, Climax control, Arousal Control, Eldritch Appendages, Fetish Manipulation,
Sub Perk "Porn Logic" : Any sexual encounters require no preparation and can be tailored to align with personal fetishes to an extent. Also prevents injuries, Stds and Pregnancy unless wanted( Only applies when you are present)
Enchantment (Expert) LV 90(Skill efficiency depends on Level, Caster's imagination and understanding of Latin)
Sub skills: Create minor enchantment, Destroy minor enchantment, modify minor enchantment, Create medium enchantment, Destroy medium enchantment, modify medium enchantment, Create major enchantment, Destroy major enchantment, modify major enchantment.
Demon Forging LV 11 : grants the ability to summon lesser demons from the nine circles and implant them into a vacant body. Will mutate body to suit characteristics of summoned Demon (can be denied). Instant Obedience Stat of 75 with all summoned Demons.
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Perks :
Mystic eyes of revelation: A permanent enhancement made by merging structural analysis with OBSERVE. Allows their owner to see the true nature of all within their sight as well as allowing one to learn the history of the observed when focused.
Favourite Patron: Bartenders, waiters, and baristas are naturally ensnared by your charming personality and good behaviour ( REP gains multiplied by 3 with employees in the food industry)
Friend to the underdogs: Vigilantes who act independently will see an ally and confidant in you. (REP gains multiplied by 2 with Vigilantes that aren't funded or controlled by a larger party)
Madman's Muse: Seekers of knowledge without care for human life or social bounds will be fascinated by your nature. Be that for better or worse. ( Mad scientist rep Gains multiplied by 3)
Brawler buddy: Warriors without weapons will seek your guidance and companionship. ( Rep gains with martial artists multiplied by 3)
Gift of the one true God: You are favoured but not protected by the One above all. The gods of the universe will notice this and be fascinated by your mystery. Your true nature will be hidden. ( REP gains with Abstract entity's and Deity's multiplied by 10. Your nature as an outsider to the multiverse is hidden by the highest authority).
Devil's Advocate: Beings from Hell will be drawn to you. You intrigue them, making them want to be your ally or owner ( Rep gains with Demons and Devils multiplied by 2 )
Fixer of broken things: People who went through traumatic experiences or possess shattered Psyches will seek your help and companionship.( Rep rewards with People suffering from Ptsd of personality disorders are doubled)
Helltaker: You are the ultimate lady-killer. ( REP/OBE gains with women has doubled. Your Women are more open to being in a Harem)
Born leader: Your followers trust your judgement and will rarely question it. They are less likely to circumvent or undermine your plans.
Personality Cult: Your followers praise you, your slaves desire you, your soldiers loyal till death. No servant of yours will ever defy you. ( Increased OBE gain after 50, OBE can no longer decrease through normal means. Soul magic and brainwashing are possible, but are extremely more difficult.)
Spec ops training: Rather than improving your skills or abilities, this perk teaches you the ins and outs of Special forces. You are versed in everything from Tactics to procedures.
Healing factor: Drastically increase cellular regeneration. ( Hpr multiplied by 10)
Eidetic Memory: allows recollection of all knowledge and details. Increase learning speed of all Grimoires
Herculean strength: Mimic the ancient Greek hero and re-enact impossible acts of strength when the time is right ( increases relative strength by 20% if the situation demands it)
Olympic Gymnast: you are capable of contorting your body at impossible angles and have impeccable control of your body, wasting no energy on unnecessary movements.
Playgirl: Your magnetic personality draws in people of all walks and lifestyles. ( All REP/OBE gains multiplied by 1.2)
I'm a Gambling girl: All games of chance have an 80% chance of ending in your favour( Bets on things like battles and future events do not count)
Favour of the Leprechaun: Permanently Increases LUC by 50
Rising Star: You are proven to be reliable and efficient but also ruthless. The criminal underworld will watch your career in great fascination. ( Rep/Obe Gain with Organized criminals multiplied by 2)
Lover of the night: Those who sell their bodies will see a confidant and friend in you( REP Rewards with Sex workers doubled)
Power Magnate: Persons of interest and Power will be drawn to your great charisma and Leadership( REP/OBE gains with politicians and leaders multiplied by 2)
Those left behind: Those who have lost something dear desire to be whole once more. A friend in those trying times is greater than any treasure( REP gains doubled with those dwelling on a loss)
Eye of the professional: Professional assassins and hitmen will be more likely to show you respect and willingness to work with you.( Rep Gains with Professional Killers doubled)
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Inventory:
Expert Enchantment Grimoire
11 Gacha tokens
Grimoire of Eromancy
Elemental Grimoire
Necromancy Grimoire
Soul magic grimoire
Grimoire of divine enchantment
Rider Catalyst (Engraved longsword)
2008-Laptop
Blade of the forgemaster: the ceremonial Dagger belonging to the Forgemaster Isaac. Used to bring chaos and misery upon the Balkan region during the dark ages by unleashing the forces of hell. (Grants intrinsic Knowledge over Necromancy Lv +10 and works as an ideal catalyst for any necromantic rituals by eliminating casting time and magical circles.)
M1911 Pistol with suppressor (Ammunition included)
"Damned" MG42 (Ammunition included)
Military Buck Knife
Cursed Battle Flag (NP)
Corrupted Blade of St. Catherine (NP)
44. Auto-mag (Enchanted)
Colt M1877 (NP)
Dragonslayer (Replica) (covered in divine blood)
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Servants
Assassin: Hassan of one hundred faces(Asako)
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Property (No longer accessible)
AIM (Advanced Idea Mechanics)
Warehouse (Hells kitchen)
Chapter 1: Behind the curtain
Unknown location
Unknown Date
Jeanne Dark
I can say with certainty, I have no idea where I am.
Though that is expected. After all, I crashed into some pasture with nothing but woods and flatland to be seen in the distance.
The crater I left was decently sized and one would have expected more damage to my own body if one had to judge it. To my luck, I was still in my servant form. That kind of impact would be nothing to me as I am right now.
And with my stats being the way they are right now, my first step was to leave the crater behind and gain as much distance as possible. SHIELD or some other agency will without a doubt show up soon enough.
I would rather not be near that.
Looking down at my fingers I see the sling ring sizzling with green and blue energies. I was a bit unsure on using it, but considering my predicament it couldn't hurt to try.
Focusing my magic ahead, I recreate the motion to open up a portal but quickly cut off my mana when I realise that the spell was bending and tearing at space rather than its usual phenomenon of opening a small hall in the fabric of reality. Oh right… It was also burning my fingers while glowing white-hot
Dousing the ring in conjured icy water quickly does the trick and my regeneration deals with the damage. I guess the ring isn't an option right now
So, I start moving in a light sprint towards that direction. The plan, for now, is to get away and find a place where I can get some reception. I'm not sure if my phone was fried by the energies exposed by this little event, but it hasn't been able to connect to any network services ever since.
After making my way through a small forest I finally come across something that raises my hopes. A simple dirt road going in two directions.
I don't want to choose a random direction, so I activate my mystic eyes instead. the Mystic eyes of revelation. They were a product of me merging the gamer ability known as "observe" and the magical spell "structural analysis". The results were an ability, which not only quantifies any object or being into a system of numbers and statistics allowing me to be able to gauge the threat and significance of any being. It also allowed me to see the greater history or intention of an item or person if I focused on them with enough effort.
While it was not the skill you would use to inspect a road, it was still perfect for the job. With it, I was able to tell in which direction most vehicles had travelled along this road and what kind of weight they were carrying.
Turning left, I continue down the path towards what I imagine to be a small city or town. As I walk along the road, I give my own body a quick look. I was still wearing my armour and it didn't take a genius to realise I would stand out like a sore thumb wherever I was headed.
I dematerialise the gear and find myself in the outfit I still wore in New Mexico. It also happened to be completely soaked in sweat and clung to my skin. It was in cases like this that I grew thankful for the fact that I hoard everything and just dump it in my inventory.
Moving towards the nearby forest, I hide behind some trees and quickly undress myself. The dirty clothes end up in the inventory and after splashing myself down with conjured water to clean myself, I quickly get dressed in a casual outfit. Jeans, a T-shirt and a hoodie would be adequate.
I leave the forest and begin walking along the road once more. It was a rather sizable dirt road, but still had a decent bit of tire tracks. Pumping a decent bit of mana into my mystic eyes also showed me that the cars were quite old but in seemingly good condition.
Guess they were taking care of their shit then.
Now that I was decently safe, I could finally process everything that had happened…
Fucking bald bitch trying to kill me just because I was part demon and was trying to make a sex cult. Of all of my crimes, those were some of my smallest in all honesty. I mean seriously! Of all the things!
But yeah…Fuck.
Now I'm in the middle of nowhere….and looking at my status, and giving my mana drain a look, I either time travelled or am in an alternate dimension. Asako isn't drawing on my mana even though I can feel that the connection isn't broken. Then there is the fact that I cannot access my property outside of my inventory.
If they were destroyed, then they would be gone after all.
So for now, I need to find out where and when I am.
My plan of travelling along the road was paying off. I can already see a small town in the distance. It has an old-timey feeling to it, but I could tell from here it had telephone and electricity connections.
So I'm guessing time travel was out of the equation. Judging by the buildings at least, they were extremely old. So I am guessing I was somewhere in central or mainland Europe. Definitely the countryside at least.
The road soon connected to a proper road made of tar and some cars actually passed me by. I didn't bother concealing my presence, so the possibility of someone stopping and asking me where I was going was obviously there.
A pickup truck stopped in front of me, it was hauling numerous crates of sorts. Looking at the car's number plate, I was unsure what it meant. A decent bit of Europe was part of the European Union after all and I did know that they have specialised licence plates.
A Middle-aged man beckoned me over and I gave him the courtesy of approaching his window.
"ça va bien. Où allez-vous?"
He spoke French… Of all the things, he spoke French.
This wasn't a time to get angry or irritating, it was the time to get answers. I wouldn't like to admit it but I could still speak fluent French, so answering him was not an issue.
"Hello there Sir. I've found myself lost. Could you tell me which province I'm in and what town I'm heading towards?" I ask him in the same language. I will admit I'm a bit rusty but I could still understand and speak the language.
The men gave me an odd stare before asking, "Definitely a strange thing to ask, and I can't exactly place where your accent is from. Are you from Quebec?... Right, sorry, we're currently in Brittany, near the city of Nantes.
I'm taking a short stop here, so I don't mind giving you a lift. What do you say?" he asks me. I quickly cast an Illusion to conceal my mystic eyes as they light up to check his intentions. Apparently, they were pure. A small smile forms on my face as I quickly accept the offer and get into the car.
The drive didn't take long as the town was already in view, and I didn't mind conversing with the driver. He was rather pleasant all things considered. What really got my interest was the small newspaper lying on the dashboard. After eyeing the bundle of papers for a few seconds he quickly offers it to me with a light chuckle.
While he was probably expecting me to read up things like the weather, some random news or anything else really, the only thing that truly interests me was the date written on top of the paper.
Seventh of July 1972
It was safe to say, that was quite a shocking revelation. We were apparently still in the middle of the Cold War and decades before I was even born.… The issue now though, is that this couldn't be time travel. The connection to my servant was still there, as was the connection to my properties. If this was simple time travel then they wouldn't even exist.
So I bit the sour apple and asked the man next to me, "This might sound a bit weird, but have you ever heard of Captain America?"
His eyes narrowed as his face scrunched up In order to think. After a few seconds, he finally says, "Can't say that I have, miss. Is it a film or a book?"
I quickly shake my head and answer, "Well, it is supposed to be a soldier and I wanted to-
"In that case, I really won't know anything. I usually keep out of politics or any business our militaries get involved with these days. I'm barely keeping up with what's going over in Indochina. I saw enough war for a lifetime 30 years ago." the man interrupted me. I'm guessing he was involved in World War II as anyone of his generation, but that was hardly what was important.
No Captain America means no Marvel Universe. And that means I am somewhere completely different. So, it's time to do some research.
2 days later
Early Morning
Jeanne Dark
You never realise how amazing the internet is until you lose it. So much information at one's fingertips….And now? I'm stuck with Newspapers, TV and books. Most of these things weren't available either. I was in a town of 400 people right now. They didn't exactly have what I needed.
With the internet, one was able to look for the things people kept secret, but here? Now? It all seemed normal. I couldn't find anything out of the ordinary with this earth. It all seemed to be just the same as the one I was originally from. And that worried me.
Because it either meant two things. This was my original world and I was the only supernatural element within it. This would be freaking awesome honestly as I could literally do what I wanted and grab as much power as possible without any issue…
The problem was the other possibility. The supernatural aspects of this world were hidden from the common people and were either hiding by themself or were being hidden by an organisation.
And I couldn't know which it is without testing things. So I came up with a…really dumb plan, but one that would technically work.
And it all came together in the local church. I snuck in rather early and had been waiting on the benches ( with a spell of invisibility of course) for the priest or whatever to show up. A man in robes showed up from behind the altar and started to prepare for mass.
I moved towards him and pulled out the "Blade of the forgemaster" from my inventory. I quickly moved behind him and slit his throat in a quick motion as I grabbed hold of his body. As the corpse goes limp like a puppet, I take the blade and infuse it with my mana before plunging it into his back.
With that dagger, I can summon demons from Hell and place them into any body of my choosing. The best part of this was also the fact that hell is an infinite realm with no alternate versions in existence. Maybe a few layers are hidden or open, but that is it. It may not have been a good consolation but it also means that this reality is still connected to my old multiverse. It means that getting home is always a possibility.
But back to summoning a demon. Searching for my connection to the bowels of hell, I selected a certain demon very known to me.
The body lights up with azure flames and morphs into a sleeker and more attractive body. Not enough to be entirely unnatural, but certainly enough to be noticed. Their eyes open up and quickly turn around to stare into my own.
I give him a small grin as I scan his stats.
Orihis LV 35
Lesser Incubus
Title: Bonafide Redshirt
Rep (30-60) (+30 for bringing him back from hell. )
Obe (75)
Thoughts about you: is deeply ashamed of his previous performance. Wishes to prove himself but is also fearing his fate.
Strength=30
Vitality=60
Dexterity=45
Wisdom= 30
Intelligence= 50
Charm=150
Luck=-5
Unique skills:
Minor Pheromone Production
Minor Body Modification
Minor Compel
I was actually amazed at how much he had changed. Sure, it wasn't anything groundbreaking, but he went through quite the improvement in a very short time. Especially as he was summoned for a week at most.
"It's been a while hasn't it 'Doctor'? Well, it hasn't really been that long, but you get the point." I say as I sling an arm around his shoulder.
"Now then. I'm not angry with you, if anything, I'm glad you're still around. And you don't have to explain anything. The sorcerers got to you and they got to me. I'm angry with all the shit that happened, but I can't exactly blame you for any of that." I quickly told him.
A small smile graces his trembling visage, as he quickly stammers out, "Thank you, my master. I do still apologise for failing you in such a grandiose manner…and I thank you for bringing me back. I am willing to take any punishment or order you give me. I'm yours to command." he says as he drops to one knee and bows before me.
My smile crumbles a bit as I place the open palm of my hand on his head, "Well, be thankful that I'll be making use of you mostly, because well, I doubt you'll be surviving long this time as well."
He looks at me with confused eyes before saying, "I'm sorry what do you mean? I thought you wouldn't punish me."
I shake my head as I move past him and gesture towards the interior of the church, "In all honesty my friend, things are much the same as last time. I want you to make a cult, devour some souls, have fun and enjoy yourself for as long as possible before someone comes knocking once more. You see, I know for a fact you will lose nothing if you die here again. Sure it'll be uncomfortable being stabbed or shot, but you still get to keep all the souls of all of your victims."
His eyes widened and I guess he made use of his new intelligence stats as he quickly answered, "You're making a trap!? Ingenious master! We learn of our foes before expending any true resources. Afterwards, we could truly spread our influence and harvest humans in droves!"
A stupid smile on my face forms as I turn away from him and make my way towards the door, "You have it right my friend. Even when you die, I can always bring you back. And when that finally happens we will be able to plan our next move and find out where we go from here."
With those words I leave the church, leaving him to fulfil the task at hand.
3 weeks later
2 AM in the morning
Jeanne Dark
I am awoken from my sleep, by the sensation of my familiar sending me a distress call. It was a simplistic bird, just a normal crow if I'm correct, that I modified a bit with my mabeast creation. Considering I had so much free time on my hands, I decided to focus on improving some of the spells that I had neglected for quite some time. Mabeast creation was one such spell.
The blanket rustles next to me, as a brown mop of hair suddenly pokes through. The voice of a middle-aged woman suddenly pipes up, "Lilian…what are you moving around for…." She lets out a small yawn as she hugs my torso from behind. "Come back to sleep…Hold me."
I turn around towards the woman and give her a small smile before tapping her forehead with a few fingers. I had intrinsic control over her which wouldn't be detected unless one was directly in the room. The woman quickly falls unconscious, I guess the memory of me being wiped away does that…or well, not quite wiped away. I just really changed some minimal aspects.
The woman was an absolutely gorgeous woman I had seen when I came to town. She was a mother of two who put models to shame. She was honestly wonderful and I wouldn't let something like her husband come between me and her. But I didn't plan on staying here long term, so I didn't mind cheating. Members of my harem are something to be acquired with hard work and dedication. This woman was a fling I got by using pheromones, brainwashing and some good old sex magic.
And she was also just a means to improve my skills in that department. Generally enjoyable, but not someone I would take with me. She has been pretending to be visiting her family in a city over, but had actually just spent a week with me.
If I was honest, it changed my mind on a few things. I took things too seriously, I planned too much and I was too dishonest. I don't have any moral issues with this and I won't exactly stop it, but it's been proven that I cannot plan for everything….or I can but I was just an idiot…so before I become all paranoid, I prefer making my plans a bit more flexible and efficient. Also, I still need to have fun.
So rather than worry about every little thing, I would just try to be as prepared for anything as possible. This included my abilities….Especially them if I was being honest. And the first step for this was selecting my classes. I had enough XP for them after all.
Arcane Knight. Grants 1 STR, 1 VIT, 1 WIS for every level. Triples experience gain for melee weapons
Magitechnichian. Grants 2 INT and 1 WIS for every level. Allows the creation of Magitech
constructs and gear.
After maxing out those classes, I was given access to something… Truly unique.
Godslayer. Increases experience requirements for levelling class by 1000%. Increases all stats by 1 every level increase. Grants Divinity (Rank E) which will increase with levels. Any obtained divine material or energy can be assimilated with varying results.
This was something I couldn't have expected. Sure I had killed Baldur, one of the mightiest gods in existence. I beat him even though my power was barely enough, my skills were lacking, and my gear could barely injure him.
And I guess my actions would not go unrewarded. It did make sense to a certain degree. After all, I defeated someone far above my league. Divinity was one of the greatest skills in the Nasuverse and simply increased every parameter. The only issue was that; the higher the skill, the greater one's weakness to Anti-divine Weaponry. All in all, I would not consider it a big enough drawback to not want the skill.
So I took the classes, and could not complain about my new improvements. Due to the change in required experience, my level was brought down to 402. It didn't bother me too much. After all, I was more concerned with this.
Godslayer class. LV 2
Race= Demi-servant
Title= Lucky Gamer LUC +30
Lv= 53 (8,200 /480,000 Xp)
Hp= 20,954,400 HP (LV x VIT x 100)
Mp= 27,979,200 + (500,000 ARC) MP (LV x INT x 100)
Hpr= 2,095,440 HP/m (LV x VIT x 10)
Mpr= 4,790,232 + (1,000,000 ARC) MP/m (LV x ((INT/2) +(WIS x 2)) x 12)
Money: Cash =( 229,250$ )
Arc Reactor Output: 500,000 MP storage, 1,000,000 MP/m production
Stats (0)
Strength = 702(0)
Vitality = 522(0)
Dexterity = 202(0)
Wisdom = 482(0)
Intelligence = 696(0)
Charm = 172(0)
Luck = 531(0)
So yeah, I was happy. I quickly get out of bed and move towards a nearby window. Looking outside, I see various vehicles without logos or Licence plates. Men were exiting the vehicles, armed with all sorts of gear and weapons. Their gear looks extremely modern and considering that this was the 70s, that meant that these guys were the cream of the crop. They had Night Vision goggles, strange devices, expensive weapons and so much more.
Judging by their movements, I guess they are preparing to enter the church. I had a perfect view of their group from my "room". The church was conveniently located across from an old clocktower, where I had made my home. I had more than enough supplies in my inventory to remain completely undetected, and anyone who snooped around or came around for maintenance was quickly and conveniently wiped of their memory. Sure I went around town here and there, but I made an avid effort not to stand out.
In cases like this, I would usually resort to using my mystic eyes. The issue is that I myself was picking up some sort of magical signature from these agents/soldiers. So before I use them, I pull out a simple buck knife from my inventory and slice into my hand. Blood trickles to the floor as the wound quickly closes up and I use my fingers to draw three elaborate runes.
Other than improving the Mabeast creation, I have been reading up on divine enchantment as well as improving my technical skills. I also spent quite a time studying divine lightning from the Quest involving Thor and have been having quite some fun with that…But right, back to what was important.
I obviously want to start the production of Magitech as well, and the only thing keeping me back now is my lack of imagination. Obviously, I had ideas, but before I had a proper work environment, I wouldn't even begin with that.
My focus goes back to the soldiers down below. Now that I've finished these runes, I'm able to use magic within this area without being detected externally. It's not with some strange cloaking spell or anything. But rather, any Supernatural effect is restricted to a small radius and this includes any optical and auditory signs. This should technically affect my eyes as well, but they aren't exactly a beam or something travelling away from me. They just process the information they can perceive and the mana used in their activation and the red flash of my eyes is the only sign of their use.
As I observe one of the soldiers, my eyes understandably widen.
PHYSICS soldier LV 83
Faction: (GOC) Global Occult Coalition
The stat list and the remaining details no longer interest me in any way. After all, my only priority right now was to get the hell out of here.
I quickly get to packing my things and give the woman lying in my bed one last glance. If they properly inspect her, they will find out about my foul play. I'm not sure which to which degree but… Actually…This isn't a problem if I am fast enough.
I inch closer towards the window once more and watch as armed men Charge into the church, the sound of Suppressed gunshots hitting my ears shortly after.
The SCP foundation… This was the universe I currently find myself in.… In all honesty, I was fucked…
And my plan here might honestly backfire to an absurd degree… So I need to leave right now.
I make my way out of my room and soon found myself jumping out of a window into a back alley. It's nice and out of sites for troopers out there. I was dressed in a simple outfit without something like a duffel bag or briefcase to make me look more suspicious. Having an inventory always helps.
I quickly make my way across town and quickly realised to my luck, the car was heading to the next village over. I rush towards the vehicle and promptly knock on the window of the drivers seat.
As the window is lowered, rather than being greeted with kind words for some magical trickery, a suppressed M1911 pokes at Their face before promptly firing.
I opened the door and let the corpse fall into my inventory. I quickly get into the car and shift into first gear before driving off.
This town is bound to be sealed off, interrogated and brainwashed to forget what happened… So the faster I leave, the better.
As I drive across the French countryside, I could feel my connection towards Orihis and his cult fade before being cut off entirely. I took this as a sign that he was now once more resting in hell…It wouldn't be long before I get him back though.
He has proved himself loyal, and I don't mind using him repeatedly. Especially as his parameters improve every time he is summoned.
I pass through the nearby village and don't stop until the fuel gauge reveals itself to almost be empty.
The sun rises over the horizon and I soon find myself standing next to a tree just a few metres away from the road.
"The bloody SCP foundation"
I was strong… I was extremely powerful, but the things I might find in this setting? I'm nothing compared to them. My biggest issue was getting out of this universe, and using the SCP foundation was both my best and worst bet to achieving that.…
I want to go home… Hell, I need to go home!
So I really have a choice in the matter. I could try my luck with any of the other factions, but I am unsure if they can actually help me…
The foundation is all that there really is.
Well, I guess I should make a plan for this. It is not every day that you take on an organisation which makes SHIELD look like children. At least I dumped so many statpoints into my luck. It shouldn't be too hard.
2 months later, Afternoon
On the road to site XX, Michigan
Jeanne Dark
'It should not have been this easy.'That was the only thought going from my mind.
Looking down, I find my hands and feet tied in handcuffs. They could not hold me, but I didn't want my "captors" to know about this. They thought me a normal human after all…or they could be pretending and actually know quite a bit and are merely pretending not to know…I doubt I should be that paranoid, but I think it is also justified really.
Looking to the side, I see three others dressed in a similar orange uniform like myself and handcuffed as well.
Although they only have their hands bound. I guess the harsher treatment for myself makes sense considering what I did.
I wanted to infiltrate the SCP foundation after all, and after two months I finally made it. It wasn't easy. The main issue was that I could not track them down in any way… And if I had made a bigger effort, They would have definitely discovered me.
So I came up with quite the unorthodox plan. It was a simple idea really.
Get in as a D class
Sounds stupid, probably is stupid, but at least it worked in the end.
The biggest issue really was creating a fake identity with all the correct paperwork in order that would hold up initial background checks. I hold no notion that I would remain undiscovered by the foundation for long, but I did have a window of opportunity there.
Getting to America was rather easy as aeroplane security was nowhere near the standard I was used to. It made sense as this World was still in the 70s.
Anyway, after reaching the States in making sure my credentials were correct, I came up with my completely "sane" plan.
I wanted to be an ideal target for D class recruitment, but I didn't want to seem too ideal…because that would be suspicious.
So I couldn't be a brand-new death row inmate. Those people were actually quite rare by the way and would also garner more attention to their backstory.
So instead of appearing to be an evil monster but deserves to be put down, I decided to become an accidental one instead. In this case, I orchestrated a bank robbery gone wrong… With me doing the robbing of course.
It had all the cliches; moneybags being Thrown around, hostages being Taken, police being incompetent and much more. I essentially rigged the ventilation system of the bank with poison gas, which was extremely easy for me to make.
Before I could trigger it, or kill any of the hostages, I tried "sneaking" out the back and was promptly captured by law enforcement. When the officers entered the building, they triggered my traps which ended with two officers and 32 hostages being killed.
While it wasn't direct murder, I was still charged for them…Things more or less went as planned basically.
And that is how I ended up with multiple life sentences!
But yeah! After that, I spent about a week in prison before being approached by some shady government guy. He came with just the deal I was looking for. He did the whole thing about asking me to "redeem myself by serving the country" and all that. He also offered me the chance to get rid of some of those life sentences in order to join this "volunteered government program".
I promptly signed the forms and gave my approval on the whole matter. Anyone else knowing the true nature of me signing away my rights to become a D class would make the utmost effort to avoid this, but not me.
This was just the opportunity I needed.
I am shaken from my thoughts as the armoured truck comes to a stop and armed men step inside to uncuff us. We are directed outside in single file formation and soon see the entrance of a large facility.
One of the guards opens the door with his key card Before saying, "You'll be taken to orientation soon enough. Remember, you signed up for this so don't go blaming anyone else… "He ushers us into an elevator along with the men who had been guiding us. Just as the door was about to close he stated, "Welcome to site 19."
As we move out of the elevator, with me at the back of the group, I couldn't help but let a small smirk form on my face as a single thought went through my head.
' Jackpot'.
I knew this site was probably one of the most dangerous in setting, but I still consider myself one of the luckiest people around because of this. Because when it comes to Dimensional travel, this place did have some options in that regard.
Author's Note: I wish you all a great weekend.