Histoire was blushing furiously as she shuffled nervously. I seemed to have gotten the full attention of Plutia, who was now leaning up against me. "The plot thickens." Said Neptune, who resided on the recliner. Histy looked up at me. "Where would we go?" I thought for a moment. "The World Chronicle?" She looked up at me in shock. "You'd really take me there?" The World Chronicle is the attraction of Lastation. Once every ten years, the four chronicles come together to add their records to the history books. This event is called Comicon. I nodded. "Yes." Neptune shrugged. "I guess it can't be helped. Oh well." Noire butted in. "I could take you both there since I need to go back there to finish my work." I nodded. She pointed to the elevator. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
When we reached the balcony, Noire turned to us. "Well, let me just transform real quick." She suddenly jumped off the side of the building. I watched in horror as she dropped. Suddenly I started hearing the roar of a jet engine. I watched as a black jet fighter rose high enough to reach. Histoire groaned. "You know I hate flying in jets, right? It makes me feel claustrophobic." The jet itself seemed to speak. "I am Black Heart." I climbed into the set-up cockpit of the fighter. Histoire hopped in as well. The hatch closed, and Black Heart's voice echoed through the cockpit. "Off we go." The fighter zipped towards the horizon, and my breath was taken from me.
Soon, we were flying into Lastation. It was heavily different from Planeptune, with a more military base feel, and it was black. Noire flew into the courtyard of the main building, shifting back as we landed. Noire didn't seem to realize that it was still a big drop from the cockpit, so I fell that far. Histoire floated down, having already shifted into her human form. She was lucky. I noticed a girl that was walking up to me. She had an outfit that made her look like a walking PlayStation Portable. She also looked like a younger version of Noire. She looked at me, looking a little irritated. "Question. How'd you get here?" she asked. I shrugged. "Noire brought me." Then I said, "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind." I turned around to reach Noire. The girl stopped me. "You didn't just quote Gandhi and walk away, excuse me." I looked back at her. "I didn't throw it." Most people from the surrounding crowd laughed as the girl's jaw dropped. I walked towards Histoire.
"Hey, sweetheart!" A guy wrapped his sweaty arm around me. His tag read, Markiplier. "What'd your boyfriend say when you told him you were moving to Lastation?" Laughter. Another man wrapped his arm around me. His nametag read Jackscepticeye. "Hey, my friend here asked you a question." He said loudly. "Hey, Mark, doesn't Lastation have a 'No Fags allowed' Rule?" I paused and replied, "They must have open-doors for assholes". There was a silence. Then Mark snarled, "Hold his arms." I wrestled out of Jack's grip and shoved him. Dodging Mark's punch, I drove my foot into his crotch. I turned around and punched Jack. I dodged a punch from Markiplier. I grabbed his head and slammed mine into it repeatedly. At the end, both fell to the ground.
I stood over the two as they got up and ran away. Noire tapped her foot impatiently. I quickly rejoined Histoire, who looked shocked. The girl quickly put on a name tag that read Uni. She nodded to me, playfully sticking her tongue out at me. She went with Noire into the Lastation HQ. I felt a sharp tug on my sleeve. Histoire looked a bit confused. "So, are we going to the library, or what?" she asked. I nodded. We walked towards the street, walking past vendors. We soon reached the library. As we walked in, my breath was taken away by the giant bookshelves that stood parallel to each other. As I walked, admiring the art on the walls, I bumped into someone. "Sorry, I just- "The man I bumped into turned around. He was a tall man, with a jumpsuit and wing suit. His name tag read-
"Rico Rodriguez." He nodded. I shrugged. "Nice meeting you, but I kinda have a date, so, sorry." He softly smiled. "No no, senior. It's fine." I quickly snapped a pic with him, then went on my way. "Some advice- "he called. "Don't fuck with a scorpion unless you're prepared to get stung!" As I walked with Histoire, she looked from side to side, admiring the books that lined the shelves. For reference, the nonfiction books were color-coded to signal which nation it was about. Green books held Leanbox history, while purple ones held the secrets of Planeptune. It was not long until we ran into someone else: "Noble? How'd you get here?" He shrugged. "Don't mind me, I'm just ending up in situations with the male protagonist, nothing much." I noticed the girl he was with. It was Akidearest, and she was the only resident in any of the nations that could not wear pants, meaning there was a crowd of weeaboos following her. "So… I will see you guys later?" Akidearest shrugged. "Maybe?" I continued the date with Histoire. Now we could finally talk. "So… You like?" I asked. Histoire looked at me as if I had asked her if Neptune loved pudding. "I love this place." We sat down at one of the many tables. She looked overjoyed. She quickly picked up a book with a black cover. It read, Hyperdevotion Noire. She looked at it, suddenly annoyed. "I told Noire that books about other dimensions do not belong on the Hyperdimension shelf!" she said angrily. Her anger vanished suddenly as she turned to me. "So, how's your day?" I looked at her, confused. "Pretty good." She looked pleased.
We continued to chat for a bit, then I asked her if she wanted some bubble tea. She quickly agreed. So, we both walked down the street, admiring the artwork that lined the walls. We soon stopped by a stand that sold bubble tea and I bought two. We continued to explore the city as we drank the delicious tea. Promotional posters were stuck to windows everywhere. Just Cause 4 and Resident Evil 2 must be popular. You could easily extend your Lastation Plus subscription anywhere. You just needed to scan your card and pay ten to fifty credits to extend the subscription. If you didn't, your card would get repossessed, and you would no longer be able to play online games. Tough luck. I looked at Histoire. "Noire is serious about selling games, isn't she?" Histy shrugged. "No kidding. The Lastation 4 came out a year ago." She replied. As I walked onto the wooden stairs, I felt them creak, then suddenly snap. I fell through the wooden planks, landing on a girl at the bottom. I got up, and I recognized Noire, looking very annoyed. "Where the hell do you think you're touching?" she snapped. I realized that both of my hands had landed on her chest. Removing them, I apologized briskly. She slapped me anyways. "Ow!" I yelp, a red mark appearing on my cheek. Noire huffed. "I feel much better now." I ask her. "Won't Histy lecture you if she sees you fooling around?" She shrugged. "I'm using my free time, and I'm also keeping an eye out for trouble." She replied. I suddenly realized that my gauntlet was beeping at me. I opened the interface, realizing that it said, Be on the lookout for a rampant Scorpion Guard. First person to subdue it gets a cash prize. "Rampant Scorpion Guard?" I asked.
I heard a sudden crash, as glass shattered, and metal twisted. The Scorpion Guard exploded from a wall, throwing up its tail as it stepped forward. "That's about right." I shrugged as the katana materialized into my hand. This was going to be a tough fight.