Kaiserin-led Journey
Just my rotten luck, guess having to live this second life with such hectic and trouble infested life wasn't enough for that bastard Being X, suddenly I got taken from the camp the battered Kampfgruppe Salamander was resting in, the Rhine front had become such a doomed situation, my Third major deployment to said area no less. But nope, whatever that asshole's plans are, once again the area I find myself in is bright white. Then for once more details start becoming Visible.
Luxury and Extravagance, if this is a joke to Piss me in my Miserable life, bastard did a damn good job, FOR ONCE at something.
"AH, WHAT A CUTIE! PERFECT FOR MY WORLD!"
And here is the cursed bastard, while the brightness on the face was making it Impossible to have an idea of the looks in full, just the fact this Being X body was female, curvy, huge and a damn narcissistic focus on being the typical standard of Beauty from since Humans were even a thing worth more than Unga bunga as their Vocabulary. So the provocation now is merely fucking touting Luxury, riches, and a Hyper sexualized body…. It's annoying but also rather… disappointing.
"Yeah, yeah, what the fuck are you planning now, Being X?"
The way her body reacted had her shocked. Suddenly just having a female body made that ass more expressive?
"BEING X? HAVE RESPECT YOU GIRL-"
"You're a Goddess and all the Blings and Bangs? Tell me a new Lie for fucks sake, as if forcing people into World spanning wars wasn't enough, or Kidnapping people as you did now, if anything, just let me back, if all you brough me for was showcasing how privileged your Holy Fat Ass is."
The room is shaking, ahh well… crap…. But whatever I'm just fucking really not in the mood, I was about to have SOME SLEEP after TWO DAYS of nonstop fighting after all.
"I WOULD HAVE YOU SENT INTO SUCH A GREAT LIFE, BUT KNOW WHAT? GO MEET THE OTHER REJECT THEN, NO ONE CALLS MY ASS FAT!"
Before I could even respond, a damn hole opens bellow me, having me fall, one glance and I know it's about the Ceiling of the Type 95 when I am in my fucking corrupted mode, so yeah…. Unless an Orb somehow drops, I doubt I would even survive it….. Yup, she's NOT Being X, she's just another flavor or bad like him however, she's now, the Fat assed Being Y.
A few seconds later, Being Y's domain
What a disrespectful Fairy looking girl, and just when I abused one hole that dumbass forgot in his domain to pluck his personal toy, and now I see how deserving she's of being tormented. IF she survives, then she better learn to regret having ever called her ass FAT.
Suddenly the whole Room starts shaking, quaking. What? And suddenly the immaculate ceiling along one of those superbly created Chandeliers fall into the floor, along a damn UGLY, RUSTY, and NOISY Orange Drum the height of the Room itself, the bottom had clearly a Drill like part, how the fuck that DRILLED to this place? Just the look made clear it's from a Technologically advanced Civilization, one with ZERO sense of Aesthetics.
And when it opened, no, NO, NOT SUCH RIFF RAFF on MY DOMAIN!
"FOR ROCK AND STONE GUYS!"
Four Space Dwarves screamed such a foul war cry, and suddenly they started pointing Laser pointers and scanning the whole room.
"WE'RE RICH!"
For a god damn Five minutes they spent spouting such BS nonsense over the Chandeliers, Carpet and anything with Divine Gold in its making….. but they DARED do those lasers on ME!
"MUSHROOM!"
"WHO YOU'RE CALLING A MUSHROOM?"
I start blasting them with beams of divine punishment, making them start dodging them, yet suddenly, not only they come invading here and call me a MUSHROOM, but even BUGS, HUGE UGLY BUGS.
…
Amidst all this Chaos, she never noticed that a package had fallen from that very Drop Pod, right into the Hole she had initially forgotten to close, it Bore the Germanian Federation Emblem of all things.
Back to the Falling Tanya
While no such luck as a sudden Orb to pop in my hand, some VERY emergency quick thinking and Mana control, I managed the CRUDEST part of the flight formula to slow my fall speed, not enough to actually allow me to survive, but luck be had, it slowed me enough that I ended catching on something flying. The bad part? It's a fucking Dragon, and he (Or she, not a Dragon anatomy expert here) was clearly not happy for such a sudden passenger.
…
First it had tried to make me drop from it with some nasty harsh maneuvering, as that failed, it just Nosedived and halted that at the last moment, the recoil shook me badly, how I managed to survive that is anyone's wonder, but I wisely used the moment to just drop into the ground, now at a manageable height.
ROAR!
And yep, now it wants to kill me, ah fuck, how do I even-
WHACK
A Tail swipe sent me flying into a huge ass rock, that became Rubble, buried, winded, yet alive, and in the WORST MOOD EVER. I just get myself out this rubble, any thoughts on how I survived such horrendous high G moves and even getting hit full force by a Tail and slam full stop into a Rock worth tens of tons in Mass, all were not even of importance, I want that fucker GONE….. yet have no Tool. Evading a Breath attack, Lightning? That's news.
Keeping on the move to avoid any big attacks, suddenly something lying on the ground got my attention, a Box, whatever it has, better than my current Situation, in a hurry I get it, opening it, a Military Bag, and over it, the Type 95, whatever, ANYTHING to deal with that asshole Dragon. I barely get it in my neck as again I end hit by that Tail attack, fucking luck.
"GA HAHAHA! RUN MORE YOU LITTLE PIXIE!"
SNAP
Ah? Something snapped, yeah, my fucking PATIENCE WITH that overgrown childish LIZZARD. Orb safe, I start pouring in my Mana, and fucks be had, no praying this time, too tired for such shit, and whatever, if this blows up it did…
[Partner…]
"H-H-HUH? WHAT? SUCH POWER…"
Oh? Noticed your fucking mistake? Lizard? Power increasing, I have no patience, am in a bad Mood, and fuck me my clothes are no more, so fuck it you asshole, and just you wait Fat assed Being Y, I WILL come to kick, spank, and grill those useless lumps of Fat. Since the chance is ripe, why not test fire the theoretical Mana Fusion Strategic Grade Explosive Spell? As the Formula pops, and the Mana gets EVEN DENSER, the now groveling lizard begs for mercy, nah, not in the mood for it.
"FUCK YOU, THAT FATTY BEING Y, BEING X and FUCK YOUR WHOLE EXISTENCE YOU DAMNED OVERSIZED PILE OF REPTILEAN WASTE!"
The Explosion was, chef's Kiss, perfect. As I land, suddenly the Type 95 is buzzing. And no soon I get it off my neck.
Poof
"PARTNER!"
AH yes, the Isekai experience wouldn't be complete if my tool of trade didn't have sentience and could turn into an Anime Girl, yeah….
…
Looking at the Bag, somehow it survived the entire mess, it had some Clothes, all Army stuff, but rather Modern, 95 put that she had been stored along those items in 1984, and these are probably the Late 70s revision of the Uniform of the Germanian Army. For a Desert design, shorts, shirt, a T-Shirt, Boots, and socks, with a color palette on it being Khaki Beige, White, black and a Desert hat in Sand color.
Walking through these lands, clearly there's not one settlement of any kind, the Monsters were all the inedible kind…. And worse of all, Water was non-existent, Pair that I still am carrying the Tiredness from those awful 48h of combat at the Rhine late in the war stages, and unless I get food, water, and a safe place to rest, I'm dead. The case is so clear that some shiny dots are filling my vision, floating around me it seems…. Just what I need, Illusions brought by hunger, thirst, and sleep deprivation.
"Ugh…. I really could use some Water and food…"
A few of those Dots suddenly went away, oh well… Too tired from all those needs piled up, all I could do was find a place with a shadow and free of Monsters, lucky me I haven't found any other after that Bitch of a Dragon and the Three headed Dog. Half an hour later after I stopped to rest, those dots that had gone returned…. And I clearly could make they were coming for me. Once close, like some Fantasy magic, fruits and what was clearly a Bamboo Water canteen were left on my feet. Huh?
"Thanks?"
Seems they got happy to be praised or thanked, those fruits were…. Absurdly tasty and nourishing, usually a Mage like me would need an AWFUL LOT of Imperial Rations to just fill the Mana needs, and that's becoming a harder thing to satisfy at the Point of the Great War the Empire had been into. Food and Water needs sated, the drowsiness of near 72H of staying awake amidst Stressful combat and being Kidnapped by yet one more Hoe of a Being, no choice, hope nothing happens…
…
I Woke up to 95 CUDDLING with me, and a damn wind Barrier keeping the temperature nice, and surrounding said barrier were piles upon Piles of whatever things tried attacking me, and those shiny orbs raining hellfire and acid rain on whatever had gotten too close. Yup…. They must be living things…. And whatever the reason, they took a liking to me.
It's Night and with a Mage formula, it's easy to keep myself safe from the cold, albeit these Uniforms are very good, nice mix of Insulation and air flow, so I would keep my use of spells to a Minimum, just Hoped the box had at least a Pistol. No soon I start my walk again, those floating balls come back, not before just carpet bombing the shit of whatever they had been attacking. Focusing some mana for a vison enhancement spell, I finally see what they are.
Fluffy and cute looking fairy like beings, as they noticed my focus, they waved. And small static noises, maybe if I try a communication spell…
[Hello? Testing, Testing.]
That got them in a mood that had them suddenly shine with a Brightness way too high, so much there's no choice but use an Eye protection spell to cut most of that.
[The Queen spoke! The Queen Spoke!]
Huh? Queen? Me?
[Queen?]
{You!]
As I tried to decipher whatever they were talking while we walked, the sole things that made sense were that my Mana was like that of their Queen, Titania, and that even there's some Divinity on it. Lucky me it wasn't of neither Being X nor Y, but someone bearing a Signature just like mine. Bless you whoever it is that blessed me (The Goddesses Tanyas on WoK gladly accepted said gratitude).
For a terrible length of Time all I had for company was 95 and her Tanya's Life for talk material, and these Pixies, best left to just be tasked with something I needed or keeping me safe in my Sleep. And when I arrived at the first spot of Human Civilization, the lack of ID and the Guards Disbelief on my "History" blocked my entry. Their one joke got those Pixies angry, their luck I am a sane and Civilized person, all they lost was their Money Pouches, had been their decision, it wouldn't been weird for Lightning to have struck him in such clear Skies.
The travel got easier as someone suddenly gave me a helping hand, that they knew my clothes and Orb weren't from this world was the icing in the cake, thankfully he did good on his deal, weird why he called himself Stahl 1, good luck for him and his "totally not an FBI (Federal Bureau of Isekai) wagon "Business. Inside a city and with a Card with my Name, from the Courier Delivery Guild, a Guild accepted and allowed in Any country, but just in case I went and made an Adventurer's Guild card and Merchant Guild Card. The fees were paid by these Pixies and their haul of coins from other Thieves around town.
Their method of measuring level of power was crude, I could easily fake it by just keeping some control of my Mana, but why not test how good it is? Two Measuring Scrolls ended exploding, and their best and rarest one would as well if I just decided to be nice and let it be at a 9999. From what those cutesy murderous Pixies managed to put in understandable words, my current status means I have a Blessing of insane power among all Blessings, all Pixies and Faes Mana is mine in a sense….. and whatever I am inside, means my baseline for growth is like that of Three people somehow.
Whatever the case is, let's go and build a nice and cushy life, should be feasible, right?
Months Later
'Should be feasible, yeah…. so how did it come to this…"
In a forest, that should be nothing abnormal, if you discount the fact it's a pristine and lush pocket or perfect and peaceful greenery, in the middle of a gigantic Crater of where once stood the tallest Mountain of the Northmost area that once Hyumans and Demons fought. The Culprit? You dear reader is looking at her.
I would like to say it had been these Cinnamon rolls of murder Pixies and Fairies, but it had been me, both sides just got me so fed up, and add another overgrown lizard to provoke me more, and I just said Fuck it and fired twenty of those Super Nuke Spells until there's nothing more in sight. They promptly made a home for me here, along this whole forest, there's even a damn Hot Spring, clean water river and other bounties from Nature here.
Well… no one bothers me anymore, and even that Being Y begged for mercy, whatever I just said her to fuck off and kicked her back to her own luxurious home. It's a cushy and nice Life, right?
"Mother!"
Would be if I hadn't ended taking in all these oddballs, a Young Deity that had been sealed in a well deep inside the mountain I wiped out, she said it had been a dwarven fortress city dug into said mountain, she was busty, a klutz and oddly childish at times. There's a Young Elf girl, and a Beastkin girl, both were sickly and whatever happened, it seems they had been ditched in the outskirts of the crater region. Anyways, time for Lunch, just what would I do for some meat….