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*CLEARS THROAT*

(Oh and sorry about the delay, I'll explain why at the end)

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I OWN NOTHING IN THIS FANFICTION EXCEPT FOR MY OC. I DON'T OWN MUCH OF ANYTHING WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT...

The day was bright and the sky was without clouds in Gameindustri. The midday sun would be soon encroaching on the four Nations that dwelled within the supercontinent (and Leanbox).

This meant there were monster hunt- I mean adventurers out doing quests. To gain vast amounts of wealth and help keep the ever spawning monster locals of the supercontinent (and Leanbox) at bay.

"Rahh!"

*Boom!*

*SPLAT!*

One of these being Gynesis. A skilled swordsman who's proven his personality to be... abrasive at times. A skilled swordsman who had just axe kicked a dogoo into just goo. Leaving a small blue crater where the small monster once was.

"I swear these things are made of gelatinous C4..." The male grimaced as he kicked the dripping monster corpse off of his pant leg.

Dogoos are a mob of monsters that had looks similar to both dogs and slimes. Known for low damage, high numbers, and explosion upon death and as an attack. And Gynesis used his heel like a hammer and splattered the blue orb all over his brand named white and gold long pants with his kick.

A choice he clearly regretted by the look of disdain on his face he had to quickly shake off. Followed up by a long sigh and determined scan for any more explosive bastards.

A scan that yielded no results.

"I think you've killed them all already," Spoke another male from behind the first.

It was the much more level headed and sensible Mugen. Someone who'd somehow become friends with Gynesis despite his unending need to hurl unnecessary insults every new interaction.

"Bah!" Gynesis dismissed his friend's claim with a wave, "Their respawn rate's far too quick for that." The half Uzumaki felt with what he had to say next, "No matter how many die today, they'll all be back by the 'morrow."

"But the amount you've killed, they'd need a week." Mugen reflected with folded arms, "It was basically a holocaust..."

"That word only applies to sapient organisms." Gynesis huffed, "Where were you, anyway?"

A valid question indeed. Because for the past five minutes or so, Mugen was nowhere to be seen. Less likely because he left and probably because of the tunnel vision Gynesis was having when he racked up his nuke of a killstreak.

"Since you went into that 'zone' again after the first minute I booked it. Went to a different spot not too far away." The blackette shrugged.

"Eh, I wasn't in any zone." Gynesis said as he mirrored his friend's action, "But if you say so."

All the walking airheads pack remembered was dispatching some random slime-canids while still lucid. So to him, those claims made no sense, but he reluctantly agreed with them anyway. But not put away a smug smile that appeared on his face not too long ago.

The expression of an artist relishing in the success of finishing one of their greatest works.

Which, in Gynesis's case was the player unknown battleground he'd made of the surrounding area the duo were standing in. Small craters covered in blue littered themselves all around the place. A testament to the sheer force of both species involved in the massacre.

"I think you've spent enough time here," Mugen deadpanned after laying witness to the smile his comrade was striking, "You need to leave."

"I'm not finished." Gynesis shook his head in protest, still cracking that smile.

"I told you already I'm fine!" Until a familiar tomboyish voice filled the air, "Thanks to your superb handiwork anyway."

"Yeah, but your leg is still broken!" A different familiar voice chirped dripping with concern.

The bois, curious to find out who they were hearing, turn to face the new pair to their environment. Their eyes would fall onto two women. One with creamy pink hair wearing a white sweater and plaid skirt, the other would be a brunette wearing a blue trench coat and a black tank top with matching shorts.

It was our favourite platonic pairing, IF and Compa. By their current states, they seemed to be returning from a previously finished expedition or monster incursion. If the sheer number of rips and tears decorating both females' clothing had anything to say about it.

"Ayyeeee...īf" Hollered an ecstatic Gynesis the second he realized who he was looking at. "Haven't seen you two in a few days!"

Both girls turned their attention towards the other pair with warm smiles. Making the quick decision to head over to them. If showing no signs of this elusive "Broken leg" with how easily she was walking on both.

"Sup guys," IF greeted with a casual wave, "You on a quest too?" Were her next words to the dynamic duo.

"Hey, Gyn-Gyn~" followed up an ever so cheery Compa, unaffected by the small injuries that littered themselves all over her skin and clothing. "you too Mugen."

"Nah," responded the dual wielder, "We completed that a while ago."

"It's more for fun at this point," Gynesis grinned.

"You mean to vent." Mugen corrected, "The 'fun' should've ended half an hour ago."

"See this is why our last spar was off-screen," Gynesis grumbled before taking a spin around and folding his arms.

"Cuz you got your ass washed."

"Keep telling the readers that as if they'll believe it."

"Tsk-"

"Are you two done?" Having enough of... that, IF decides to interject before it escalated any further. "Because I have some information you two might wanna hear."

"Seems so," Mugen stated, earning yet another scoff from our Rumblr OC.

'Good, it's about your CPU memories. To cut a half-hour explanation into one phrase, you need to gather Shares." IF explained, simultaneously clearing the air and raising a few more questions.

"ah sweet!" interjected Gynesis with a middle schooler who'd just learned a new swear word's enthusiasm and star-filled eyes.

An enthusiasm that would fizzle out just as quickly in the span of one question and one answer.

"And how do we obtain Shares?" Mugen pressed for more info on the newly discovered resource.

"Well, you'll need to be a goddess to gather Shares and utilize Share energy." IF declared. "And since neither of you classifies as such, you'll need one of their help."

"Fuck!" Gynesis exclaimed sounding much more in the background than he actually was.

"Well Planeptune and Leanbox are the two closest as of where we are right now," Mugen stated, "So maybe we can ask Lady pur-"

"She's not in Planeptune..." Seeing what the blackette was going to say IF swiftly made an overwrite of his dialogue.

"Well how about Lad-"

"Too busy thanks to not having a CPU Candidate to help her,"

"I mean... we could talk to Lady Black Heart," Gynesis added.

"I was at Lastation a while ago," The cute Compa chimed in from her ever-lasted silence, "she should be at least somewhat free."

"Compa that's cap. The day Noire gets free is the day she gets friends..." Mugen blankly stated.

"Oh, that's great!" Gynesis hastes, with his middle schooler enthusiasm right back, "Because I needed to go there soon anyway!"


Alright!

I'm done.

So, as promised, here's your mini-chapter. Pretty bland I know, but I'm gonna need to put a bit more focus on the next chapter since it follows up from the eve drier previous chapter.

Anyways. Ciao.

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