Chapter 1: I'm a Monster Girl and a magical talking book calls me, Master.
Headache, terrible pain in head, I can't even stand up or look around, all thanks to this mental torture.
Images of places and people that I have never seen flow continuously in my head, memories, knowledge, experience, opinions, techniques and much more are being pushed into me, they are trying to destroy my psyche to do it again according to their whims, I can understand what happens, I have at the advantage Outsider / Crossover and Epic Crossover or similar power for a fair amount of characters.
I am currently receiving the memories and teachings of those characters inside of me. I don't like it at all, flashbacks no memories of futuristic cities, dystopian worlds, exercises killed by the power of ice or a cursed sword that kills with a single blow, Image after image, world after world, a terrible torture that can upset the foundations of who you really are.
After an unknown amount of time I began to feel better I stand up.
"The headache has more or less gone away I am still me, even though I have gained the desire to vivisect a Cloak and take control of the Empire 88." I said hearing the ghosts of heroes and villains somewhere in my head, not enough to take control of my will, but enough to influence my priorities, a feeling of familiar nausea hit my senses, followed by an infamous migraine that is hated.
"I forgot about the good guy in blue. My favorite Servant, Lancer ... It should be natural for you to drink until dawn with someone you get along with, even if they may be your enemy." The words of the Celtic demigod came out of my mouth, followed by the image of a white-haired Archer, dressed in red, armed with black and white swords.
Lancer is a lighthearted and laid back servant, always eager to get in a good fight and will never back down unless ordered. When not an enemy he displays a playful attitude and likes to tease. He is often seen battling Archer throughout the story. While it's easy to dismiss him as a mediocre Servant, compared to some of the servants In the 5th Holy grail war he's actually extremely fast and skilled at using the spear
His identity is revealed as one of the greatest heroes of Irish mythology, Cu Chulainn. Therefore, his Noble Phantasm is easily guessed: the Gae Bolg, which kills its target instantly reversing cause and effect so the targets heart was pierced thus the spear, must have traveled perfectly to hit the victims heart
He is from Ulster Cycle hero from Irish mythology. He was a demigod, the son of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who ruled the sun and a member of the Tuatha Dé Danann, the gods of Irish mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, father of Conchobar, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, he brought Sétanta, the son of the sun god
His legend saw him fighting an army through a series of duels. Who fought until he starts dying. He then proceeds to tie himself to a pole so he can get up to continue fighting. He continued to fight and kill people until his last breath, including killing his killer, post mortem. His enemies didn't even believe he was dead until a bird landed on him.
He saw an otter drink the blood that had spilled into the river and died standing up laughing at his greed. A raven landed on the shoulder of his standing corpse in his death, which is said to be the incarnation of Morrigan who continued to give him his unrequited love.
He was forced to break his geas one by one, causing him to lose his abilities. Ulster was again struck by the disease, so he alone challenged Medb's army. Acting as the shield of Ulster and committing many valuable deeds, he had an unexpectedly short life compared to that value.
He fell into dozens of traps during the battle and, fighting furiously, was eventually brutally killed and died pierced by the same magical spear.
Although it was not something he had planned, he never killed a gentleman or a woman. He didn't like killing women on the battlefield, and loving them or hating them made no difference.
He regretted nothing in his life, although it was full of wrong turns. There may have been disappointment, but he doesn't regret his life in the least. His spear only took the lives of his loved ones, his dear friend and son, but his only regret was that it was meant to kill a single woman he was unable to kill.
In legends he was known as a courageous, compassionate and likeable young man. He mercilessly killed his enemies on the battlefield, but he respected the faith and had the nobility to never break a promise he had made.
He likes to fish, hunt and hit cute girls. He is a proud warrior, someone who cannot give up a fight just because he is losing. He is ready to fight to the end, for the sake of his will to fight.
Poetry and statues praising Cú Chulainn still reside today in Ireland.
"One of the ghosts in my head is a good guy and a role model worthy of being imitated and respected. If a fourth ghost doesn't come, I'll go do my own thing." I muttered slowly, rubbing my forehead, happy that I was done with the implant memories.
With my head free I looked around, I noticed a lot of strange things.
One, I'm in some kind of utilitarian room that screams military, minimalist, I'm unimaginative and I love gray.
Two, I can see everything, when I say everything, I mean that I have a 360 ° view, I can see and hear everything around me.
"《Wyld 27, Panoramic senses / bearing》 it must be responsible for this 360 ° view." I said, recognizing one of the Powers I have gained from my gambling streak.
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《Wyld 27, panoramic senses / bearing 》
Classified: Lesser Power.
Power level: 2.
Description: The user is able to use all / all senses in all directions at the same time, allowing them to taste, feel / touch, smell, hear, see, etc., omnidirectional at the same time.
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Strange, I can see, hear, and touch everything around me, there will be some difficulty sleeping, but I can get used to such a vision and sensations
As I focus further on my new world view, I can notice what looks like a built-in HUD view, a screen-style HUD view from PC video games, Health bar, mini map, mirage system, a table with about forty "spells", probably the lesser powers obtained with Wildcard.
Closing my eyes so I can longer see the HUD, I ran my hand through my hair, The feel of my hair is different, less texture more jelly, Opening my eyes, I look at my hands, hoping to see my normal hands, instead I find thin and graceful hands ... black in color, not in the African American sense, but in the black sense like tar or oil like color Without wasting time I ran towards what looks like a large mirror.
The experience of seeing your reflection and not recognizing the viewer is indescribable.
"Disadvantage: Case 53." I muttered, remembering one of the worst choices I made while completing the CYOA it just kicked In, In place of the common-faced 20-year-old is ... an erotic fantasy of Lovecraft.
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《Case 53 》
[A section where you can mix in new appearances and features to add to your body, marking yourself as a Case 53 in the eyes of the people of Earth Bet. You become a "Shoggoth"(From monster girl encyclopedia), and your body is now made mostly of black tar which you can change into any shape you want, although you will revert to a human form with leg tentacles when you are not concentrating.
The most normal bullets and weapons will do you nothing, and only the most exotic powers may have a chance to harm you. You will feel happiness every time you help someone and you will have a smell around you that they may find strange, but usually not unpleasant.]
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"They're a sticky couple from a Monster Girl Encyclopedias Shoggoth." I screamed out loud, hating the change in my body, a semi-solid body composed of tar, which makes my skin dark black with different shades of blue and purple, Instead of legs I have tentacles! About ten tentacles make up my main means of transport, ignoring the mouth-filled tentacles, multiple eyes and haze, the blue-purple colored skin, I focused on the upper body, my eyes are golden glow very faintly I can only see it because I am very close to the mirror, my top half reminds terribly of a woman, a very attractive and feminine woman.
At least, there is one saving grace there is a bit of masculinity left in me, the flat chest, thank goodness I don't have tits; I'm as flat as a table, around my neck is a silver column with a pendant resembling a fantasy key.
This whimsical item reminds me too much of the magical artifacts from the Yu Gi Oh series.
I look like i am strangely wearing (?) A maid dress designed for this body. Honestly I'm not sure if I'm actually wearing clothes, I mean True Shoggoths are shape shifters, taking the form of a clothed body or a naked body makes no difference to Shoggoths at all
"Perfect, I'm just like Mystic from the X-Men, a blue woman who walks around naked and uses her powers to create fake clothes." I commented, the similarity between me and X-Man's favorite shape shifter.
"Rimuru Tempest from Tensei Shitara Slime and Suu from Monster Mosume, they taught me one thing, slime creatures are OPs and are very skilled shape shifters. Shoggoth's innate skills, activate, I want legs!" I screamed, clenching my fists and teeth, seeking the mental power needed to order my body to change shape, I can't say it was an easy or comforting process, but a mirror in front of you helps with mass distribution, Through a bit of concentration it was working, slowly but surely my tentacles turned into a lump of slime, then into a pair of legs ... legs worthy of a sexy magazine model, but still snake legs.
"If only they weren't blue and covered in straight lime, at least I'm not wearing heels." I murmured, looking at my sexy legs and the famous bunny slippers covering my feet, nothing too masculine, but definitely better than being barefoot or in heels.
"Now that I can walk on two legs, let's see where I am?" i said to myself, I already feel lonely enough if I talk to myself.
"Good idea, Master, do you have any hypotheses about where we are?" A friendly, feminine voice answered from ...
"Did you just talk !?" I asked looking at my silver necklace, especially the pendant which seems to glow faintly.
"Yes, Master, I am a Magical King Class Legendary Grimoire, speaking is my most trivial ability." answered the pendant ... named Grimoire.
I remember, I bought quite a few magical steals with some points, a divine armor, a magic sword and a legendary grimoire.
"Nice to meet you, Grimoire, by chance you saw some weird objects that look magical somewhere. They probably appeared with me." I asked my partner (?), Instrument (?), Friend (?), Subordinate (?).
"Yes, Master while you were ... battling migraines, you were surrounded by an arsenal of weapons and dangerous objects, I took the initiative to transport them to a pocket dimension." He explained the magical artifact, with a sunny tone.
"You have a name; you know how to call yourself Grimoire or Magic Artifact in my mind makes me feel uncomfortable." I asked politely, wanting to receive a name for my ... assistant?
"My official name is quite long and complex, with an impossible pronunciation, if you don't know at least ten dead languages. But you can call me Sabrina." He explained the Grimoire, now known as Sabrina.
"Well, Sabrina, we just met, and we're probably in some sort of underground basement, I can rely on you to find a way out of here." I asked Sabrina, desperately wanting someone to talk to, Thanks to the perk, 《Heroic Resolve》, my will is impossible to break, as well as gaining a big boost in the trust department and keeping calm in stressful and tense situations.
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《Heroic Resolve 》
[Your will is unbreakable. Keep a clear mind under duress, capable of continuing through paralyzing pain and you will continue even if it means carrying the crushing weight of the world on your shoulders. Any attempt to influence or control is mocked or ignored, as it finds no purchase on your impervious determination. You do not bend, you do not bow, you are an unstoppable force, which if your bodies were destroyed, you would still continue uninterrupted.]
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Without this advantage, I would certainly be in a corner crying, screaming, shaking with fear for hours and hours
Basically an advantage to keep the mind intact is mandatory if you want to live in shounen / Manga / Anime / Isekai etc. worlds.
"Master, I live to serve, tell me what you want and I will do it without asking a question." Sabrina replied, with an incredibly sweet and serious tone, at least I'm not alone in this mess, I have my magical version of Cortona, that makes me kind of a Master Chief, that would be nice, then building a Mjolnir power armor is mandatory for me.
"Long story short, a higher entity has chosen me to be his instrument of revenge. Before the final battle, I have to complete many missions, some weird and some difficult." I explained in a few words what happened to me. Hoping Sabrina will believe my words or at least not react in a negative way.
She (?) Is a sentient magic book her existence involves complicated magic, rituals and fantasy stuff. This must make her more accommodating to my situation.
"For the first mission I have to eat a lousy sandwich, slap three whores, defeat four gangs of supervillains, a globin king, a bitch who enslaves women, nine infamous madmen. Free a dragon, slay three colossal monsters and win one magical warfare that will likely destroy the world if an unworthy one triumphs. "I have listed my many tasks, one more difficult than the last. Internally I curse myself for taking so many missions, certainly they grant me extra points to get more powers / perks / items, but truly living these missions' takes away the beauty of the extra points.
"Anything else to add, Master." Sabrina asked, in a slightly worried or excited tone, I'm not too good at inferring people.
At least she hasn't stopped talking to me; this is a plus point for me. Let's see how it reacts to the real bomb.
"Do you know how to kill an extra dimensional entity capable of empowering a fair percentage of the human race? Because in a few years I have to fight against such a monster." I dropped the last bomb I own, fighting some kind of crystal Cthulhu pretending to be Superman combined with Silver Surf.
"In the name of the creator, you are that kind of Master, no ordinary researcher who will spend his life locked up in a cave doing useless experiments. You are one of those very rare interesting and heroic Masters. Fighting monsters, saving lives, founding harems, creating legends. " Sabrina exclaimed, full of happiness.
His reaction is completely the opposite of expected ... his enthusiasm is oddly welcome. I think everyone needs an optimist in the group.
"The harem stuff I don't think will happen, but fighting and saving lives is certain." I answered honestly, I am obliged to perform heroic deeds or at least take out a lot of bad people.
"Haaaaaaaa! Master, we have to prepare everything for your debut, we need a fantastic costume, a catchy slogan, a corrupt city to save, a bunch of criminals to beat and a beautiful sexy bard to chase you and tell your deeds, a secret lair and shelves for your trophies. Master I will make you the greatest hero in the world, I promise on my honor! "Sabrina said, practically elated at the idea of a heroic master and adventurer, It seems that magic books can be adrenaline addicted or heroic fetishists, better a partner who pushes you forward with her eccentric ideas, instead of a negativist ball and chain who criticizes you.
"Sabrina, calm down, first let's find out where we are then you can create my epic." I tried in vain to calm Sabrina, who appears to have no dead batteries inside her.
Apparently silence and tranquility will be a rare commodity in these parts.
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"Master, I'm bored, we've been walking through gray corridors, metal floors, metal walls, metal ceilings, who the hell uses so much metal " Sabrina complained for the umpteenth time, when you picture a sentient magic book, you are reminded of fantastic magic, not endless chatter about medieval fantasy themed adventures or constant complaints about lack of action.
Instead of a fantastic magic tool, I got a annoying younger sister, it could have been worse, I could have received a thing with the attitude of Gilgamesh.
"Finally we arrived at our destination." I said, relieved to have reached the heart of these structures. So Sabrina can stop bothering with her constant questions.
"Master, our destination is a closed door, I would have hoped for a magical portal or a cursed ancient temple." Sabrina said, in an obvious disappointed tone, as if I promise to take her to an amusement park then I take her to the dentist.
"Sabrina, what did I do at the start of our walk?" I asked, hoping to bring Sabrina down to earth ... minus the feet plus the mind on the ground, bearing in mind that Sabrina is not a body.
"Master, you didn't close to punching and kicking the wall, then you started to wander incessantly through the corridors ignoring the doors and occasionally hitting the wall." Sabrina stated, not understanding what I did or why I did it.
"Do you know why I punch the wall every now and then?" I've been trying to see what you think of me, Sabrina.
"The Master is as bored as I am and tries to kill time with his fists." Sabrina replied, clearly my Grimoire is not an analytical or complex person.
"No, I was making a rudimentary map of the place." I have respect without too many words.
"A map created with spell or an affected ability. I hope it's the latter, I love innate or special abilities, only the protagonists can have them." The most nerdiest Grimoire in this world answered.
"My second bought special ability 《Sonar Sense》. It allows me to emit sound waves and use returning echoes from various objects to locate and identify objects, by repeatedly hitting the wall or the floor, the generation of the vibrations passing through the air, my mind perceives how the vibrations pass and what the vibrations go through, building a crude map of this place and something is behind this door is a command center or a very important place. "I explained to Sabrina, one of my skills and how she used it in my favor to find the way.
"Master, then we are in front of the throne room of the boss of this Dungeon!" Sabrina exclaimed, excited and full of energy, probably imagining some sort of fantastic battle between me and a bad guy.
"In a way, we're technically in a lifeless underground facility and we're about to enter the command center. But I don't think there's going to be a bloody battle here." I replied, not too happy to have a war freak around my color, because I got such a grimoire, one moment she acts like a kid with too much blood sugar, then she gets bored and becomes annoying, finally warmongering or perverted comments.
"Master, as we pass through the door, the breakthrough with nasty force or we open the magic lock." Sabrina asked, while I notice once again Sabrina doesn't seem to distinguish modern science from magic. It probably comes from a medieval wizarding world; perhaps the most advanced place is a city similar to Victorian London.
"One, it's called an electronic lock, because we use force when we have something more subtle and acidic." With these last words I opened my mouth wide, being a life form with an unusual biology my mouth is open so wide that I can swallow a watermelon in one bite.
Concentrating and using the HUD to select the power I wish to use, I felt a light come on in my head, followed by an instinctive knowledge of power.
'Corrupting breath' I mentally screamed, activating one of my powers, strangely I had to "activate" it.
Unlike Sonar Sense and Straightening Reflex, maybe some of my skills are passive, always functional, while some are with on and off switches, ignoring the exact functioning of my powers, a dark purple cloud of corrosive gas came out of my mouth.
The process was quite slow, I had to repeat the process two or three times, but the metal door melted, allowing me to enter the control room.
"Master, whoever built this place must be bipolar, the corridors are so unimaginative, while the throne room is so ..." commented Sabrina, who has just become a fashion and architecture critic.
"Science fiction, it looks like a spacecraft command bridge or an advanced command center to command an army." I replied, impressed to see a place that reminds me of a spaceship.
The place is full of computers, holograms that I hardly recognize.
But even an idiot can recognize a large armchair or it is a metal throne, surely it is a thing to sit on, with a keyboard or a terminal in front
"Master, do you know how to use these artifacts?" Sabrina asked, completely unaware of what a computer is and how to use it.
"I recognize them, but they are so advanced that they are almost unrecognizable. For the moment I don't know actively or use them." I answered without shame, I can use a computer like any normal person, but a super advanced computer, built by a Metahuman or Parahuman Inventor, is above my level, I think it's time to use one of my two OP skills, Inspired Inventor, time to see what you're capable of.
"Master, you said for the moment, it means you can learn how these artifacts work in no time. Is another special skill about to be used?" Sabrina asked, smiling metaphorically speaking.
"Wait and you'll see. 《Inventor Inspired》, activate!"
'I choose: Computer systems, hacking, cyber security, cryptography, computers, locks, infiltration, sabotage, software, hardware, computer viruses' I mentally chose what I wanted to have themes in
After listing of all the things I wanted, a semitransparent sphere appeared in my hands, containing 10 small bright blue stars each of these stars came out of my containment sphere then flew into my head, rven on my HUD the charges of the blue bar have vanished one by one, it will be easy to keep track of them with this little help.
I focused on the thick charges, they didn't go into thin air instead they dissolved into the metaphysical space of my mind; Metaphysical stars of knowledge have dispersed into my subconscious, giving away their knowledge, The feeling I get is indescribable, but I try, I feel like I have a room full of shelves, but without books, empty shelves, an endless tide of empty shelves and a library that begs to be filled, each charge used fills the shelves with various books, each book is full of scientific knowledge so far ahead of modern science that it seems like magic.
By focusing on a particular book, I not only receive its knowledge, but also suggestions and schemes for creating mythical inventions.
"I just figured out how to create a quantum computer the size of a tablet, capable of working in every corner of the world, conceive an invisible super-fast computer virus to empty bank accounts ... above all I can access this simple device and understand where we are, who made this place and download my favorite soap operas in three seconds." I told Sabrina, smiling like a mad scientist; my mind is full of unlikely ideas for us mere mortals.
"Master, you are great, but as a disease can steal money from a bank, some kind of sleeping sickness or mind control. If it's the last one forget the bank and concentrate on a brothel or a girls' school reserved for the social elite" Sabrina has again suggested a perverse use of my skills and I really have to explain a thing or two about science to him.
"Sabrina I'll tell you later, now I have to turn the server back on, bypass the security and do a bunch of complicated stuff I don't know the jargon here." I stated, first of all giving up the legs in favor of the tentacles, Two hands are not enough for the job, two hands and ten tentacles are enough and advanced for sure.
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"You're a tough nut to crack, but I finally defeated you!" I screamed as I hit the send button, taking over the system, even with all 10 charges in computer and computer related charges, it took me nearly a full hour to break through all defenses and take administrative law of the facility, after all this I found a video message that read 'For whom Olympus claimed'
Driven by curiosity, I activated the video, an image of a masked man appeared on the screen that was familiar if someone browsed through the Worm wiki
"If you see this video it means that I am dead, I am Hero one of the founding members of the Protectorate."
"My real name is Sir Antony Kleiss-Westcott and you are on Olympus my Holy Sanctorum, Olympus is on the artificial island in the middle of the Bermuda triangle, hidden by a force field that separates it from the outside world."
"How did you get here and penetrate my operating system I don't know and I don't care. Let me tell you my story and my last wish, save the world and kill my half-brothers Van Kleiss and Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott" Declared Hero, the deceased greatest Tinker in the world, throwing a bomb on me that only I can understand.
"Because the antagonists of Generator Rex and Date A Live are Hero's evil half-brothers, the Crossover Perk had to be something good, not bad!" I screamed as I punch the keyboard.
Author's Note:
Thanks to my new editor for helping to correct this story. baigalakuna50, thank you very much for your help.
Story update: 17/12/2020