I needed to clear my head of all the stuff that happened at the Bao's.

So, I decided to go into a new ID that I got when ID: Creation reached Level 10.
It's simply labeled The Wild. Pretty sure it has something to do with forests or swamps, maybe even jungles.
I use the skill and blink at the sudden light that fills the building. I look around and see ruins covered in plants.

ID: Empty is just replica without people, ID: Zombie is an undead nightmare version of the world. I guess this is different kind of dystopia.

I start to walk through the ruins that used to be a city. There isn't much. I search buildings that are still somehow standing, if only by hairs breath.

I notice something in the corner of the room covered by ragged cloth. I take the cloth into my inventory.
[+1 ragged cloth]

It's a chest. An honest to whatever passes as a god in this world treasure chest.

[Wooden treasure chest]
[Rank: common]

I smile a bit. At least I'm off to a good start. I open it and a notification pops up

[You opened a Wooden treasure chest]
[It contained: 2x Equinium, 5x Iron Ingots, 100 Yuan]

The hell's Equinium? I take it from my inventory and look at it.
It's a simple glass flask with the diameter of a coke can. A sticker with a horse on it. Not very descriptive. I look at its description in inventory.

[Equinium]
[Rank: Common]
[Use: on self]
[Effects: ?]

I guess I'll keep that for later.

Now back to the exploration!

Ruble, more ruble, even more ruble.

I hear a snap behind me. My head turns towards the directions of the sound.
Silence reign over the metropolis turned forest.

I feel air get displaced behind me. I immediately whip around only to get my shoulder cut.
-41 HP

469/510 HP

Shit! I turn back to hit the assailant, but they're gone. Frantically looking around to find them.

I get hit again form the back.
-50 HP

419/500 HP

I take out two swords out of my inventory.

This time I see blur coming towards me. I quickly prepare myself to swing both of them.

It's closer.

Now!

I swing from left to right full force.

At the moment of impact, I hear a sound of metal hitting other metal. I roar as I continue with my swing, practically making it look like I'm a baseball player swinging a bat.

Whatever I hit gets sent back. And now that it stands still, I can finally take a good look at it.

[Bunny Beast-man (m)]
[Class: Scout]
[Level: 25]
[HP: 2,300/2,300]

Living in this dystopian world, Bunny folk are light, fast and are considered efficient assassins.

Huh, Beast folk indeed. Well more like someone decided to put rabbit ears on a guy's head, give him a tail and change his legs ankle down to rabbit legs scaled to fit his body.
Seriously those legs are no joke. The upper half of his legs that are still human is ripped as fuck.

What weapon is he even using?

Is that a sickle? I thought a dagger would be better, but ok.

The rabbit-man gets into a fighting stance ready to jump at me again. I put the second sword back. I can swing faster with one in both hands.

He jumps straight at me. His sickle looks like it's made from bronze, like the ones used in ancient Egypt. At least I think it was Egypt.

I swing my sword upwards. As he travels through air, he just smirks. When at appropriate distance he swings his sickle at me.

I give a savage grin. Power Strike! I couldn't help but shout Exu-caliba in my head. Fate/unlimited blade works is pretty fun.

He tries to counter my iron sword with his bronze sickle. The thing about power strike is that it doesn't just add damage but actually increases the amount of force behind the swing itself. Fast enough for him to be momentarily surprised and taken of guard at the sudden change of speed.

Sword meets sickle. Sword lodges itself into the sickle. It continues to go through the sickle. Goodbye sickle. Hello shoulder, pleasure to meet you. The power strike may have lost it's charge going through the bronze material but there is still some juice left in it.

Enemy taken of guard! Critical hit!
50x damage increase
50 x 1,175= 58,750 dmg

I slice right through him. No blood, no insides. Just pixels as he is slowly transformed into nothingness.

[Bunny Beast-man (m) lvl: 25 defeated: 3000 Yuan, 6000 Exp, Super carrot]

I look at the Super carrot. Just like equinium it's just three question marks. I put it away for later.

I start to think about this encounter. I was lucky. If there were more than one, I'd probably die. If this is anything like Zombie dungeon, then the longer I stay here the more enemies will show up simultaneously.

One of the reasons why I always stopped before the Necromagus. I mean I could probably handle him better now. I know his skills his attack, but I still think that there's something missing and I get the feeling I'll have to go to Zombie dungeon again and fight for much longer than that.

With that I use ID: Destroy and leave the dungeon. I appear somewhere in a dark alley.

Right, I forgot to walk home before destroying it. Might as well enjoy the city at night.

Lamps lighting the streets. Very few people out too. Even the cars are hardly present.

Hmm. Maybe I should look into how much does a car or as they call it satomobileTM, costs. Use the Small Time Inventor perk and pimp out my ride.

I keep walking until I reach a house that's emitting more light than others. I look up at it, it's a brothel. I furrow my brows. I look across the street and see a road extending far away.

I cross the street and keep walking. I stop as I see a restaurant.
Maybe I should invite Akeno to dinner sometime. Break it to her that I'd like to have sex with other people as well. I mean she'll always be my first in this world, but I gotta expand my horizons a bit.

I walk across another street. Then I could do a bit more-

"Watch out!" Someone shouts at me. I jump out of the way. A scooter drives across before coming to a stop a few seconds later.

What kind of lunatic drives this crazy! Someone take their license away!

I'm going to have a very long chat with this individual. I start to walk towards the person who is now getting off their scooter or moped or whatever you want to call it.

The figure takes of their helmet. It's…It's….Asami?

The teenage genius
Asami Seto
Human (Female)
Age: 18
Class: Civilian/ Engineer
Level: 16
STR: 30
VIT: 20
DEX: 40
INT: 500
WIS:60
LUK:20
Relationship: She doesn't know you
Mood: Worried

Child of a wealthy industrialist. At age six her mother was killed during a break-in, following that event Asami was trained by the best self-defense teacher.

The Asami. As in the one from the show? Really? I'm here of around a month and half and already I'm meeting to main cast.

I kind of wish I didn't. I wasn't a big fan of them. Now Amon, if the kept him a nonbender with spiritual powers, he'd be a great villain. Relatively speaking at least.

Now in front of me stands Asami, a person that I'd label a Mary Sue. Then again, I might be remembering things wrong since I've seen the show like three years ago.

"Are you okay kid? I didn't run you over, did I? You're not hurt, are you?" She started to fuss.
Aw. Ok, that is adorable. So caring, I just want to take her home and have some fun. Even though she doesn't have much in terms of shape, she does have a cute face that I want to see in ahegao and screaming my name.

No, bad brain, thinking of every woman you meet as a sex buddy. Not a way to get a girlfriend, but that is how I got Akeno.

"Um, you okay kid?" Oh shit, I'm spacing for too long.
"I am fine. It's just I never met a person with such a beautiful face." She blushed a little at that out of embarrassment.

"Aren't you a charmer. I'm sure when you grow up, you'll be swimming in girls wanting you." Hahaha. Oh, that is just the funniest thing I heard today.

She extends her hand to pat my head. I grab her wrist before her hand lands on my hair.

"Look as amusing as this is, I think that we should get this out of the way before this turns into chaos. I'm not a kid." She just chuckled.

"A lot of boys your age say that." She says with a smile. I stare at her unamused, giving my best poker face to hide my excitement when her head catches fire from the earth-shattering truth.

"I'm twenty." I tell plainly as I take out my ID with the unoccupied hand.

She's still smiling. Then she looks at the ID, reading it carefully, her smile never wavering.

Then comes the silence. She just stands there, blinking once, twice, thrice. Eventually she stops doing that as well.

She looks back at me. Her smile still on. The hand she extended for patting then tries to retreat. So I let go of her wrist.

Her eye twitches a few times. Then she takes a deep breath and closes her eyes she then proceeds to give a long exhale whilst opening her eyes, still looking at me.

She takes a step back and then does a nearly ninety-degree bow.

"I am so sorry! I didn't mean to insult you." My poker face breaks.
"Hahaha, It's fine. You wouldn't know just how often that happens." It does indeed happen at times during my breaks between the vigilante quest. I just put on my regular clothes and go buy something. People just give me a weird eye, probably thinking why anyone isn't with the young teenager or a child.

"L-look, let me make it up to you. Perhaps a dinner or tickets to theater or…" She then keeps on mumbling about how to make it up to me. I already have an idea that's too good to pass up.

"Go on a date with me." I tell her. She freezes.
"I'm sorry I think my ears went deaf for a second. Could you repeat that?" She asked.
"A date. You choose the place; you pay for everything as an apology. Sounds good?"

She stared at me for a moment. "Ok, I think I have a place in mind."
"Good let's set a meet up and we'll meet tomorrow then." I simply state.

For the next 15 minutes we discussed the meet up and the place of our date.

Fire Nation islands, tropical paradise, unknown island

"So was the order delivered?" Asked a deep voice. It belonged to a very tall man, muscles like that of a professional rugby player. If rugby was a thing. His hair was short and black as coal, his eyes as rich in color as a carnelian gem.

"Only partially I'm afraid." Said a feminine voice across a telephone.

"What do you mean by that?" Asked the man eyes narrowing.

"Whilst the man received what was desired, mother and child have yet to accept."

"Explain" He said whilst his fingers were tapping the wooden surface of a table.

"After the moment of delivery, I heard a noise and thought that it was the vigilante." One of his brows shot up.

"A vigilante?" He asked. This might be a minor bump in plans.

"Correct. They have been patrolling the city during the entire day. Since I thought it was them, I decided that the best course of action would be to leave before I was noticed." Answered the female voice.

"I fail to see how this vigilante would be a problem for you." The man stated.

"He took down many triad members and other gangster bands. There were people among them that I would definitely have a hard time against even with stealth advantage." She explains without skipping a beat.

His frown deepened. Someone that capable and he wasn't aware of them.

"Very well. Finish the mission, then report back to me. I'll put a bounty on the vigilante. Do not concern yourself with them anymore. Understood?" He takes out a cigar and lights it. Without bending or a lighter.

"Understood sir. Agent 1 out." And the line is cut. At that moment doors open into the office. In walks a five-year-old with a woman holding a babe.

"Father." Child addresses the man.

"Son." The man nods at him.

The boy looks at the women with the child.

"Leave us concubine." She bows her head and leaves.

"Is that a way to address your mother?" His father snorts and takes a puff from his cigarette.

"We both know neither of us care what happens to her." His son answers him with a dead-tone voice.

"What do you need?" Coal haired man asks.

"This body." He simply states whilst putting his hand on his chest. Fathers attention on him was immediate. The child's body was slightly malnourished some bones slightly visible under the skin.
"It does not have much more to go on. I'm giving it a year. Are the preparations done?"

"Not yet. While Mr. Bao was helpful and his death necessary, his wife and child still live. I'll get rid of the loose ends. Then our plan can reach fruition."

"Good. Wouldn't be the first time someone stopped me just by letting someone even remotely aware of something odd happening."

Father only nods.

The child decides to leave. As the door close the man looks at a picture on his desk.
A very tall, beautiful and curvy woman. Black hair and emerald eyes. Skin slightly pale.
"Soon, my wife dearest. You will come. Whether you like it or not." He then opens a drawer and looks at a book inside it.

The sigil on the book glows ominously.
"Soon."

AN: I do hope you like it and I hope that you see this as plot moving forward. I was listening to Bustin' by Neil Cicierega whilst writing the Asami scene and found it a bit funny. As for who the man is. That is pretty obvious.
If someone is wondering why I'm constantly online (on questionable questing where I post most of my things), then it's because we have internet connection at our job and these few days were pretty long when it comes to getting things done.
Also I encourage discussion, though I get the feeling people won't discuss things much.