A/N: Just a heads-up. During the 'watch', I'll be skipping around and merely mentioning moments. If you haven't gotten around to 'Book of Circus' or any other special 'Black Butler' arcs, spoilers ahead.
Third Person POV:
An assortment of people were present in the main room.
One group was a bunch of circus performers, (seemingly) missing a member of their trope and brought along a brown-haired boy with freckles on his face. Ciel was joined by his servants and his blond fiance.
Baldroy, the 'chef' of the Phantomhive manor, whistled as he looked at Joker, the unofficial Circus Leader. More specifically, his right arm. Baldroy complimented, "Nice substitute. If we had these back in my day, the aftermath would be less painful for the folks." Joker blinked, "Back in your day? Forgive me, but you're just as old as the butler!"
Finny looked up at Jumbo, eagerly speaking, "I'm Finnian, but you can call me Finny!"
Jumbo cautiously nodded, "I'm Jumbo."
"Jumbo, eh? How strong are ye?"
One of the younger kids with them, Peter, bragged, "Jumbo could just about lift those statues out in front!"
Finny blinked in confusion, "But... I helped place them there all by me-self..."
A red-haired maid stammered as she clumsily tried to cover up the black-haired Beast, "Y-You should cover up your modesty for the Young Master!"
Wendy blinked, "These are our uniforms, though..."
The blond teen, Dagger, merely talked with the elder butler Tanaka.
As for Ciel... he was talking with the tag-along, Freckles, along with Elizabeth. Ciel was looking alert as Elizabeth and Freckles talked animatedly.
Finally, the grey haired Snake merely kept to himself with his serpents coiled around him.
Sebastian entered through the main door, being followed by Shopkeeper... who was dragging an empty coffin lined in velvet cushioning, a glass cover showing the inside of it.
Sebastian bowed, "I have arrived with Shopkeeper, Young Master."
Ciel hummed, "Good. Now, Shopkeeper..." With a hardened gaze, he continued, "Why did you request all of us to gather here today?"
Shopkeeper placed the coffin down, Shopkeeper began, "First, Young Master... I require Lady Beast to lay in this coffin. You have my word that this is to merely make things easier, and will cause no harm to anyone here. I swear on the rule of Her Majesty."
The trope looked uncertain, before Beast stepped forwards, "I just need to lay in it?"
Shopkeeper admitted, "Prosthetic removed, but you'll get it back shortly after what is done." Slowly nodding, Beast stepped into the coffin and, after placing her fake leg outside of it, laid down. Quickly the cover sealed over here, before bathing her in green light.
Before everyone's eyes, they looked on in shock as her missing leg regenerated to match her real one. While the amount of time that has passed was merely half an hour... it felt like a lifetime of waiting.
Beast stared in shocked, the process now over as she experimentally stood up, before quickly stumbling. Joker instantly caught her as Shopkeeper pointed out, "Since you have gotten used to having one leg, you have new motor functions to get used to. For one time only, as long as you take turns, I offer this coffin to heal and regrow your limbs and bodies."
Freckles lightly touched her covered eye, asking hesitantly, "Does... does it work on my eye?"
Shopkeeper nodded... and quickly the trope argued over who should go in first.
A bunch of healing later...
It was late in the evening. Due to the extensive and various injuries, a lot of time was spent to restore the circus trope's bodies. Sebastian already set the dining table and was serving dinner, Shopkeeper sitting next to Elizabeth.
Shopkeeper whispered to Elizabeth, "You'll soon find out what happened to Lord Ciel Phantomhive, and a possible future that revealed your dueling talents. But before you make a fuss... just know that his servants are not ordinary people." The blond future wife to Lord Phantomhive blinked in shock, before slowly nodding as the meal was finished."
Shopkeeper stood up, revealing a remote, "Sorry about this, Young Master... but this is why I gathered you all here today. I want to show all of you... what would have happened in the future."
Click!
A bright light consumed everyone's sights, Shopkeeper's voice echoing out, "May I present to you, a form of entertainment from the future."
An layman's term of how television works later...
During the watch of Book of Circus...
During episode 1:
Seeing all three servants muck up...
Freckles blinked, "I thought servants of Lords are supposed to do their jobs correctly?"
Sebastian merely smiled, "Oh, they did... Even though it appears they didn't on the surface."
The 'shoot-out'...
Ciel and Sebastian were the only calm ones as the others collectively panicked. However, Freckles spoke in slight confusion, "He... imagined it?"
The 'bullet' reveal and timelapse...
After a moment of silence, Joker spoke, "You, Butler, are one scary person."
"Thank you, Joker."
"That... wasn't a compliment, nor a complaint."
During the scenes...
Grim Reaper encounter...
Freckles shouted in panic, "Suits is a Grim Reaper?!"
Peter muttered in disbelief, "No way...! Are we going to die?!"
'Doll reveal'...
Elizabeth, Baldroy, Mei-Rin, Finny, Ciel, and Sebastian froze up, before mechanically turning to Freckles... who spoke awkwardly, "Surprise...?"
Shopkeeper suddenly spoke up, "Oh, it's not like you have any room to talk, Lord Phantomhive. I distinctly recall a moment involving a dress, a corset, and a wig."
Ciel turned crimson, "You know about that?!"
Shopkeeper bit into his toast, "From where I am from, thousands, if not, millions have see you dress as a girl."
Elizabeth was silent for a while, before eagerly asking, "After this is over, can I do the make-up?"
Freckles/Doll added with a cheeky grin, filled with relief, "I'll get a dress if you do the cosmetics!"
Sebastian seduces Beast...
Everyone looked at Beast awkwardly, Joker even coughing a bit, all of them flushed as Shopkeeper muttered, "I think some of us need to change our clothes..."
Defending the manor...
The trope were deadly quiet, pale and shaking. Finny, however, merely smiled sadly, speaking up, "I'm a lab experiment that managed to escape."
Meyrin spoke up shyly, "Former assassin."
Baldroy spoke proudly... with a hint of hollow joy, "Former veteran of war."
Freckles stared blankly ahead... before turning to Ciel, "You sure know how to pick 'em, Smile..."
Prosthetic reveal...
Shopkeeper instantly handed the trope buckets to throw up in, the horror of their actions striking them as Baldroy cursed, putting a cigarette in his mouth, "There are animals... and there are monsters... Those are the only two kinds of people in this world."
Ciel, meanwhile, frowned, "No... You are incorrect on who they are in terms of what their actions will always be."
Redbourn Factory visit...
Joker gritted, "It... it was all for nothing?"
Dagger clenched his fists as Doll slowly wept. Snake finally spoke quietly, "What happened to me?"
Shopkeeper merely held up the second disk, "That... is for tomorrow, along with a voyage that shows what the Undertaker is up to."
In a flash of light, all returned to the Phantomhive main dining hall.
MC's POV:
It was currently late at night when we reappeared... but just one hour after we left.
I finally asked, "So... what do we do about the limbs?" Everyone looked at the assortment pile of prosthetic in the middle of all of us... because it was like asking the more awkward question 'What do we do about the body?', and it's merely the bodily remains.
Joker gritted, "Bury them... or better yet, destroy them completely."
Beast muttered, "Joker..."
Joker yelled, "I won't stand a physical reminder of the mistake we made, attached to us or even be around us! Our new bodies... they're enough to make me sick! Smile, Black! I'll work with you, I'll turn myself in, just please! Please... get rid of them!"
Ciel shared a look with me, before I bowed, "Lord Phantomhive... I leave this decision to you. However, I would like to extend the Funtom Toy corporation to the Redbourn Factory, as a way for the poor to gain some income and skills in life."
Ciel merely nodded stiffly, "I'll get right on that. Lizzy... and... Freckles? You... can stay in my room, if you would like to..."
Not even Sebastian made a teasing comment, and simply asked, "And the limbs, Young Master?"
Ciel spoke in barely restrained fury, "Burn them. And burn the mansion down, along with killing that Doctor and their 'Father'. This is an order." Bowing, the butler merely sealed the command,
"Yes, My Lord."
He vanished into the shadows as everyone went to their guestrooms in a daze.
From the corner of my eye, I say Joker talking with Baldroy about something, who merely shook his head and spoke something back...
A cruel reminder that, regardless of the lives we lived... we each have our own views and standards, along with emotions and limits to our moral codes. That includes nightmares and regrets.
The next morning...
I hummed to myself as I made my way to the kitchen, wondering what I should make myself for breakfast.
"Scrambled eggs, sausage, and toast...? Maybe blue berry pancakes with syrup..."
Suddenly, I stopped as I saw a red head with 'shark teeth' grinning wildly at me.
After a moment of silence, I took a deep breath, before sighing, "Well... at least I found you. If you could do me a favor, I require Ronald Knox and William T. Spears for today's events. While death is a small margin of a chance, it has to do with a rouge Grim Reaper."
Grell blinked, before asking seriously, "Does this have to do with the manor and all of those kids being incinerated to death?"
"Yep. By the way... quick question in regards to your job: why don't you just hang around and take up the job of collecting souls around the Phantomhive Manor?"
...
Grell face-palmed themselves so hard, they staggered back.
SMACK!
I held out my hand towards the professional Grim Reaper, "Thank you for taking some of your time out of your schedule to meet with me."
William shook it, "Charmed. And it does make it much easier since the massive soul harvest was ahead of schedule... but was then filled up with paperwork."
Ronald stretched, his hands behind his head, "Still... tons of work today takes a load off of tomorrow. I have more party time because of it!"
The others around us kept their distance... especially the circus folks. Baldroy, however, walked up to Ronald and commented, "So, do all Reapers have problems with their vision?"
Ronald sighed, "As far as I know, yes. But last I recalled, we are 'born' from suicide." This caused a harsh intake of breath. "And strangely enough, it didn't matter about the prior vision after 'death', so all reapers have affected vision."
Baldroy nodded, "But what kind of suicide? I mean... there's the kind where you do the deed yourself, but there's also the kind where someone does it for you."
Ronald paused, "That's... a good question. I'll check in with the higher ups to find out."
I quickly waved, getting everyone's attention, "Anyway, time for the Book of Murder, and Book of the Atlantic."
Book of Murder:
The guest list:
Elizabeth awed, "Oh my! The ones you invited are all over the place, Ciel! Especially that author!"
Freckles squinted slightly, "Wait... you got a diamond guy and a German? Why are they on the list?"
The murder by the fireplace:
"What the-?!"
"A murder in a bloody locked room?!"
Sebastian's 'death':
Finny blinked in shock, before muttering, "Wait a moment... how can a demon die?"
That caused the freakout session to pause, as Grell narrowed their eyes, "Not to mention, there's no Cinematic Record..."
William nodded, "Quite."
Meeting Jeremy:
Joker frowned, "While I'll admit that Kelvin reached out to us at the right time... the timing is too perfect."
Wendy added, "Same with the alibi... It's open-and-shut..."
Food Problem:
Freckles blurted, "Wait, that bloke can eat all he wants, and NOT have his stomach explode from it all?! Talk about bloody unfair!"
Elizabeth agreed with tears in her eyes, "And keeping his figure... it's not fair!"
Even Beast frowned in envy, "Not fair..."
Soy Meat:
Peter drooled, "Blimey, I want to try some of that!"
Ciel tilted his head, "While I'm unaware of it... we might be able to use it as a substitute for raining livestock." Freckles blinked, "What do you mean, Smile?"
Shopkeeper explained, shrugging, "In regards to butcher shop meats, the livestock needs to be raised. And before they hit the chopping block, they also need to be fed and raised big and healthy. There's also the problem of a future generation so more meat can match the demand for it. To make it easier to understand, it's sort of like the admission for your circus. If the tickets are limited, then that many people will end up coming. Too many tickets would most likely end up with not enough seats. The Supply of the Tickets, versus the Demand for attending the Circus. Basic economics."
The 'Real' Killer:
Snake blinked in surprise as he saw the serpent tied up in a pretzel. "... I'm there? But my snakes would get cold in that weather..."
The Truth of Jeremy and Sebastian:
Ciel slowly hummed, "It seems everything is now making sense."
Explanation:
Everyone was stunned... before Joker muttered, "If that's what Her Majesty does to those that disobey her orders, with a 'game'... I hate to think to see what she does when 'serious'..." Everyone nodded in stunned silence...
Aside from Ciel, who crossed his arms, reaffirming, "Those children don't have any 'hope' or 'strength' left to regain their lives lost. While it's cruel and inhumane... I made my judgement based on personal experience. Besides... they were dead long before their bodies gave out, anyway..."
Author's Future:
Ciel merely smiled in satisfaction, "The best way to keep your written works secret... keeping them destroyed and unread. You can't read what you can't find."
Snake's reveal:
Ciel was silent for a while, before beginning, "Snake-"
Snake merely shook his head, shyly speaking, "I... I understood why you lied, Smile... It was for your best, anyway..."
Sebastian's Funeral:
The butler frowned, "You emphasized how the Undertaker always seems to be at the center of everything, Shopkeeper... Why?"
Shopkeeper merely held up the final disk, "This... is the Book of the Atlantic. This former future is more important to the Grim Reapers in the long-run."
Book of the Atlantic:
Rumors of Reanimation:
William frowned, "This is indeed troubling."
Elizabeth asked, "The part about human trafficking?"
Grell got serious, "More like bringing the dead back to life. While I may be flamboyant and over the top, even I know that there's a line between life and death that can only be crossed one way and not the other."
Ronald nodded, "The Soul Society will be up in a big fuss over it. What's going on...?"
Elizabeth's Trip:
Elizabeth was frightened by the idea that she would've ended up putting her life in danger. Ciel merely held her hand... and Freckles did the same with her other hand.
Ronald Jumps Aboard:
Ronald sighed in relief... and in acceptance, "At least if there's murder onboard, then no overtime is given."
William adjusted his glasses, "Still, it's concerning since it implies that someone will die in the near future."
PHOENIX Greeting:
...
"PFT! HAHAHAHA!" The tense atmosphere was released momentarily due to the hilarious display and pose. Ciel was flushed in embarrassment... but inwardly smiled at how Elizabeth seemed to lighten up.
Reanimation Demonstration:
Everyone looked in awe as the body came back to life... before screaming as they saw the same body attack. Baldroy summarized perfectly, "WHAT THE BLOODY HECK?!"
Ronald get the head:
Ronald frowned, "Actually, now that I think about it... the brain technically gives off the commands to give movement. Connected through the neck, yes?"
Grell nodded, "When I went for the neck, everything stops for the body."
William glared, "You would know, due to the amount of paperwork and probation period you were on."
Corpse Boxes:
Snake frowned, "... Doesn't track by heat, and isn't alert by sound..."
Ciel glared, "These corpses... how do they find us?"
There's more Boxes:
Everyone paled as they saw the carnage of the various monsters fighting the living. Grell mused, "The German branch will get a kick out of this..."
William growled, "Indeed..."
Ronald complained, groaning, "Overtime... so much overtime..."
Swords-woman Elizabeth:
All of their eyes widened as Elizabeth looked away... but gripped Ciel's hand tightly, "I'm supposed to be a 'Lady'... your future wife..."
Freckles grinned excitedly, "Wicked! I usually bash at the blokes with a swing, and Beast uses a whip!"
I reassured the Phantomhive future wife, "Your fiance made a literal deal with a demon. Said demon is his butler. The maid is a former assassin with extreme far-sighted eyes. The 'cook' is a former military soldier. The 'gardener' is an escaped lab experiment. The elder butler is a skilled samurai. Young Lady, the fact that you are 'un-ladylike' due to wielding a sword or two merely makes you fit in with the Phantomhive's 'unnatural' theme."
Elizabeth smiled with tears in her eyes, "R-right..."
Group PHOENIX:
...
Everyone broke out in laughter again, this time even Ciel joining in, admitting, "It was humiliating before when Sebastian and I did it... but this makes it easier to bear."
Undertaker Reveal:
Ciel looked in shock, "That's... what the Undertaker was doing?"
William muttered, narrowing his eyes, "Editing Cinematic Records... Disgusting."
Ronald added, "And that doesn't take into account the reason for the body to move. Didn't that one person from Forensics say that the brain makes electrical shocks so the body can move?"
Grell growled, "Life beyond death? That right there is an insult to the idea!"
Ciel and Sebastian rock their boat:
Elizabeth griped Ciel's hand tightly, with Doll muttering, "Smile..."
As we reappeared in the main world, Grell instantly got serious and began talking with Sebastian and the other Grim Reapers. Ciel, meanwhile, was silent for a while before asking, "Is that all? That's the future that would've happened, and could still happen, without your interference?" I merely nodded.
Noticing how Elizabeth, Doll, and Ciel were still holding hands, I teased, "So... will Doll be wife number 2?" Ciel blinked, before noticing and instantly turning red as Elizabeth was about to reject the claim... while Doll merely looked the two over, muttering, "As long as we're all happy, and I get to have an education... I don't mind." The other two blinked in surprise at Doll, who blinked back, asking confused, "What?"
Sebastian walked over to us, checking the watch, "The Young Master's schedule is still cleared for the day. Is there anything you still wish to do, Shopkeeper?"
Everyone seemed to stare at me, to which I merely shrugged, "This is more of boredom. However, to have some fun... Get a binder and a wig."
Sebastian was taken aback, before Elizabeth caught on and squealed, "I'll get my make-up collection!"
Doll grinned, "I'll get one of me dresses!"
Ciel turned pale and yelled as he chased after them, "NO!"
Grell winked at Sebastian and spoke, "I'll hopefully see you more often, Bassy~!"
Sebastian sighed, "On the condition that they are updates."
Ronald frowned, "Maybe if we take turns..."
I merely grabbed the [Healing Coffin] and got ready to leave, when Joker spoke up towards me, "Hold up, there. We will see you again... right?"
With a smile, I answered, "I'll be repairing and rebuilding the Redbourn Factory. I'll let you know when I'm done, so you can be hired and move in." I walked into the shadows of a curtain, now in the [Shop].
Time to get to work.
Having a few of my [Construction Golems] gathered, I gave them an order to repair/'Craft' the Redbourn Factory back into its prime condition.
I proceeded to get to work on the [Rune Factory] materials... before pausing and making plans to get a mannequin tomorrow.
The next day...
Placing a [Animation Rune] with a [Mana Rune] into the mannequin, I watched as it twitched to life. Making sure it can pose and blend in while not looking out of place, I began to experiment with it, before finally getting what I wanted.
Training Mannequin - Fencing:
Always strive to improve, even when you're at the top! This has an 'A.I.' that merely works for duels, and steadily improves over time, but always at different rates for different people. Does not kill, though, and will not harm opponent.
Regeneration: 1 square inch of 'skin' per minute, 4 cubic inch of mass per hour.
A present for Elizabeth, and to give her a challenge.
Best to keep skills sharp and polished.
As for my other projects...
Projects:
-Enchant Lottery
-Slave Market And Radical Transfer (SMART)
-Culinary Ultimate Notched Tier Golem (CUNT Golem)
-Beastiary
They are a bit work in progress.
As for what I just accomplished with the [Construction Golems], well...
Redbourn Factory has been fully repaired in terms of bare necessities, and the [Rune Factory] has been made. Now... time to add the furniture.
Taking a quick warp to the newly repaired place, I mentally noted what would be needed... sending the orders to the [Crafting Room].
Basic wooden chairs, tables, and even counters. A stove in the kitchen, with some draws for utensils.
Plumbing... some coal and firewood... definitely buying beds and pillows, but not sure about what kind of mattress they each prefer...
Oh, almost forgot about a fridge and food storage. Maybe a garden so they can lessen on the prices of crops.
Actually, now that I think about it... maybe they can grow crops as a side income for living.
Well, I'll get around to it when it happens.
Grabbing two fencing swords in one hand and the [Training Mannequin - Fencing] in my other arm, I warped myself to the Phantomhive manor, just in front of the entrance.
Nodding to Sebastian as I came in, I asked, "Where is Lady Elizabeth? I have a gift for her to try out."
A quick arrangement later, Elizabeth was now in fencing garb, glancing cautiously at the currently still mannequin, asking me, "What is it?"
I merely chuckled, "Duel three rounds with it." Slowly nodding as she placed the face-guard on, the mannequin slowly drew its blade.
Round one, it was 'sloppy', making basic defenses and lose the match within a few moment. Round two, it was now nearly on par with Elizabeth. Round three... The match took a while, Ciel blinking in surprise as the animate-inanimate mannequin still loss, but saw Elizabeth taking off her helmet with a look of disbelief, asking me in shock, "You made me a training buddy?!"
"Best to keep your skills sharp, Lady Elizabeth."
"Shopkeeper," Sebastian calmly spoke up, "May I have a moment of your time?"
Following the butler around, he asked, "Forgive me if I'm approaching a subject too harsh, but what is your goals for the future?"
That made me stop... before smiling sadly, "It's something that, in theory and practice, would be easy to do... but is more complicated than it appears. After all... I merely travel the worlds, for now doing what I need to do, and doing what I want to do. I'll always be travelling... and I can't do anything with the rules and limitations that have been placed on me." Looking towards Ciel, I went on, "This world... and any other world, they will all have something I'll eventually want, and I highly doubt I'll have..."
Turning to leave, I paused, before saying, "My sales begin by next month, by next estimate. If you wish to have more uniquely enchanted items, let me know. I actually have things that are just wonders in term of making the Young Lord's life easier around the manor. I'll only be around for 100, and Lady Elizabeth was the first 'sold'."
(1/100)
I went on, finally leaving the manor, "I take commissions... but I'll only be around for one hundred items being sold. After that, I'm heading to the next area."
That was my advertisement... time for the real fun to begin.
One Month Later...
It was a pretty slow day. Slower than usual. The Circus Trope moved in to the now named Noah's Factory, a now refurbished orphanage that surprisingly began to sell root vegetables as cash crops.
It was a smart move on their part, though, since the current food industry began to decrease the cost of food in terms of root vegetables. That, in turn, began affecting the stock market.
Continuing to collaborate with Phantomhive, I began to take commissions. For the Circus folks, I 'sold' five plows and six bags of potatoes in exchange for ten crates of soil from their land.
(12/100)
Ciel also wised up and, after confronting about me and my magical spells, took twenty [Literature Golems] to monitor the manor as his wallpaper along with the 'future books'. In exchange, he 'paid' me the gatling gun Baldroy used in 'Book of Circus'.
(33/100)
Finally, Sebastian visited and requested (for the sake of saving time) 5 [Construction Golems] to repair the manor.
(38/100)
It was a bit slow... but soon I'll finish one of my projects: [Beastiary].
First, to check on the [Legendary Loot Seed] that's about to be harvested.
Ever Turning Cylinder (Level 1): A cylinder that, when placed on its side, keeps on rolling forwards, gradually gaining speed before reaching it's maximum. Leveling it up, gaining exp as it rolls, increases the max speed. It won't harm any living creature, though...
Note: Stays as close to the ground as possible.
Max: 1 mile/hour
Distance till next level: 10 Miles
...
Grabbing the [ETC], I quickly took it to the [Indestructible Kinetic Generator] that I had in storage.
Hello electricity.
Watching the [ETC] slowly roll forwards, I saw that the voltage is low, being proportionate to the speed of the generator being spun. After making sure that it won't be dislodged any time soon, I swiftly moved onto my small scale project for Enchant Lottery.
Having a meter-cubed crate made, I gathered some [Mana Runes] before carefully lining the inner walls with them, the top and bottom of the crate included.
Carefully putting the modified crate somewhere to the side, I muttered, "Time for step 2..."
Now... where's the nearest shop that sells blank books?
Some book shopping later...
Returning with a few blank journals, I placed one of them inside the modified crate before closing it up.
If this works... I'm going to have so much fun.
Now, time to rig up the electricity in this place.
The [Metal Golems] I made that were in the [Forge] room, I sent a command to them to create copper electric wires. Time to jump towards the 21st century!
And... also make a different golem.
But what kind of materials would suit a [Maintenance Golem]?
Obviously, back in the [Resident Evil] world, even across the [Reject Route] uses, there was disrepair that carried over. In the gas station, the lights didn't work. Same went for the coolers and fridges, even though gas stations usually have electricity running. And the light bulbs... they were all broken, along with bits of the ceiling.
So it needs to be durable, yet strong. Accounting for weight, it also can't be heavy. Not only that, but the material needs to be water-proof, or not erode that quickly. Glass in general breaks easily, and rocks would technically get sand all around the place. That leaves wood, plastic, and metal. And paper is out, if factoring in doing maintenance on plumbing...
Wood may seem like a safe bet, but it's also flammable and could rot. Plastic, might fit the bill, but it also melts in high heat, and I'm not sure what world I'll be in next. That leaves metal...
Hm...
I'll make it out of iron. Iron has a melting point of 1811 Kelvin. And by shifting the density by making it hollow and empty like a chocolate rabbit (and my love life), it should become light weight.
Suddenly, the modified crate shook before glowing blue between the gaps of the wood.
After it died down, I peaked inside...
... and instantly grinned, muttering, "Hello project Enchant Lottery...!"
[Exp, Stat!] Skill:
Description: An artificial Skill Book created from a blank journal.
Effect: When used, all [Exp], and future [Exp] gained, are converted into [Stat Points]. While the user can not level up via defeating enemies and bosses, they can still level up via [Quests].
Laughing like a maniac, I grinned, "This is so going to net me a fortune!"
That's right...
This is the type of mentality a [Shop Gamer] should have.
Forecast and predict emotional response and actions.
Anticipate and manipulate the ones around one's self.
Influence the environment and surroundings to better suit the need of themselves.
Save the hero to promote their services, free and help villains to increase their own sales.
Kill a hero to make a splash in the black market.
Reserve and save a life to gain a 'life debt'.
All that matters... is a 'customer' buying an item, and how greedy a person it.
But...
... What kind of 'game story' should I go with?
What's the ending I'm aiming for?
...
"[Shop Status]."
[Shop Status]
Level: 2
EXP: 36/2500
WARNING: All of [Shop] extensions in Racoon City are closed.
Recent Customer(s):
-(attempted) survivors
Note: Paid with their death or conversion, each life counting as 1.
Contains:
-Crafting Section
-Farming Section
-Research Section
-Xenomorph Hive
-Front Section
Next Level unlocks:
-Portal Hub
-Forest Resource World
-Weekly Cosmic Lotto
"[Mission Status]."
His Butler, the Observer: Welcome to the Funtom Corporation! You are part of its toy line! However, that doesn't mean that you can mess with the plot for the better, right?
Tasks:
-Change fate in "Book of Circus" (Completed)
-Change fate in "Book of Atlantic" (In Progress)
-Change fate for Elizabeth Midford (Completed)
-Spark a new legend or folktale. (Completed)
Time limit: "Witch from Germany"
"What's the reward for this Mission?"
Thought you didn't notice.
Reward: Side [World] unlocked, [Living Quarter] upgrades unlocked, [Resident Evil 3] unlocked
Well... not like I have anything else to make progress. Still... what's the next world I'm going to be in?
I first went through zombies... now I'm dealing with a world involving deals with demons and grim reapers.
If these are the first two worlds I get... what's the next one?
What challenge awaits me next?
A/N: So, yeah... cranked this out earlier, and thought it was appropriate to put this up on my birthday. Regardless, Chapter 8 is still being work on, due to a massive info dump, along with what it involves.
But on the topic of my birthday... Look, I've always thought of them as just some other day to celebrate that I made it this far. And don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for it. However...
With everything going on, it's... a rough time. Sure, I'm safe and healthy, but this doesn't feel like the right time to celebrate at all.
So sorry, readers... but while I'll take the 'happy birthdays', I think I'll more greatly accept the 'stay safes' and 'blessings'.
While I'm somewhat of an atheist... we need all the hope and prayers we can get to survive this ordeal.
Appreciate the 'background' workers, for all the hard work they do.
On 'lighter' subjects, I recall reading a chapter that 'Shiro' wrote down in a story, mentioning this story of mine.
I've been trying to find it, but forgot where it was mentioned. Can anyone tell me what story and chapter it was, again?
Posted: 5/17/2020