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Howdy, reader!
If by chance you're bored and want something moderately entertaining to read that's gonna last enough to get you through soul-crushing boredom, then this is the right place.
Because boy, do we got a tale for you.
This epicish fable starts with an individual by the name of Nebula, an aspiring adventurer of age, 19 to be exact, who had been all over the world, seen many places, and defeated many monsters, but this, even in a place as bizarre as Gamindustri was off.
It was a stone.
But then you may ask: "A stone? What's so weird about that?"
Well my audience, what Nebula stumbled upon deep in Virtua Forest, after seeing a white pillar of light shoot up in the sky in the location while free from a quest, wasn't just ANY regular old igneous.
It was a mystical stone from another dimension!
Ooooooo!
But in unrealistic honesty, it was actually something known as a CPU Memory, an item used by humans, specifically ranging anywhere from little girls to young ladies, to transform themselves into Goddesses.
The catch was, however, that certain qualities were required from birth, and if used without said qualities, the candidate transformed into a hideous monster.
But Nebula was unbeknownst to it all, and simply cared for the fact that it was a weird-looking rare rock, and stuff like that sold for the left nut of a billionaire.
But when he went towards the stone and grasped it, it reacted.
GRAB!
"What the?!" The teen yelled out as he clutched the stone.
Nebula tried to let go of the stone but it had already dissipated in his hand by the time he did.
Then the ground beneath his feet began to rumble, signifying a tremor of some sort.
But instead of what he thought to be the earth swallowing him whole, a pillar of light erupted from him instead. Many digital numbers, hued in white with neon green lining would encircle him.
"Holy shit-!" Was the last thing our hero expelled from his lungs before he began to change.
PILLAR!
TRANSFORM!
His hair grew down spikily to his mid-back, changing from an aegean to an indigo blue. His eyes shifted from cyan to golden yellow with white power signals for pupils as his body changed in physiology.
His musculature changed drastically, becoming the mix of an aesthetic of a winning bodybuilder mixed with the athleticism of a trained martial artist. His... ahem, gree as well but the size, length, and girth will not be disclosed until further notice, for the plot of course.
His clothes also transformed into a futuristic black sleeveless spandex with azure outlines that showed his toned arms, with his hands being covered in white gloves with grey accents and cyan outlines that went to right below his elbows. The spandex even stretched to his legs as it was also accented in azure and violet that blended into red.
His boots were slightly above knee height as it was a white color with grey accents as well. It possessed admiral blue outlines instead though, making it look more futuristic. His back was lacking any flight processors, as he had not yet unlocked their function, being the first time he transformed, albeit by accident.
When the light dimmed, he stood in place of where Nebula once stood. He opened his eyes and inspected himself. His body grew to be taller, standing at 6'5''. His senses were heightened beyond belief as he could smell things from further distances, hear things from miles away, see distant and incredibly small objects.
Talk about a transformation sequence. It was almost as obnoxiously long as one of those magical girls.
"My... My body... What happened to me?...!?" Nebula asked but soon realized that his voice had changed to something more masculine and intimidating.
This confused him, as he clearly sounded different from how he usually did. Like he went through another, unnatural puberty.
He opened and closed his hands as he looked down at them. His body pulsated with power, but he still somehow felt that it was him.
Nebula walked around as he got used to being in this new form that he had accessed. He felt exalted, yet based as he observed his surroundings, the height difference alone being something that messed with his mind.
He then stumbled upon a pond. It was shimmering and gentle as it reflected the sunlight that bounced off of it.
The man walked towards the edge of the pond, before looking at his reflection. His eyelids widened as he saw his own body for the first time.
He had power signals for eyes!... He had on different clothes! Hell, he even had long hair! His muscles grew! And he felt higher off the ground than normal! He couldn't help but voice his opinion.
"When I touched that stone, it reacted. But who'd think it turn me into a fucking god amongst men?! This is tight!" Nebula exclaimed as he cursed for no one to hear.
Well, everyone except you thought that, bud.
"And the narrator better stop giving me shit before I go in his office and beat the shit outta him. I didn't get exposition like the readers." He said passive-aggressively.
Will do.
Nebula soon realized that was not an out-of-body experience (technically speaking) but rather a transformation of godly proportions. And he'd make sure to test this power if it was the last thing he did
So that's what he did.
The new CPU moved away from the pond and to a random fully grown tree and press his hand on the trunk. Before he could begin to use any real segment of strength, the tree would uproot from the minuscule force he exerted.
"And I oop-..."
CRRRRRRREAK!
THUD!...
He stared at the collapsed tree as it rested on the ground.
"I just rested my hand on the tree and did that? Well then, I got some testing to do."
Next, he walked to a rather large boulder. For some convoluted reason, probably something to do with his god powers, his analytical skills drastically improved as well, to the point that he could tell that the boulder weighed approximately 7236.32 pounds.
It was 15 meters wide, 13 meters long and 18 meters tall. He could also tell that the thing had been there for the past 50 years and went through quite some weathering to boot.
Weird. But it was a magical rock, so that probably invalidated all logic from the start, in a sense.
But that didn't really matter to him, as he went to attempt to lift the large object. But alas, he would shock himself again as with only mild difficulty, he managed to lift the boulder.
Nebula crouched, grabbed the underside, and lifted with his legs.
"...Hnn!"
R-R-RUMBLE!
"Hah!"
And to make it even more incredulous, this was soon shifted from two hands to one hand. And he still managed to hold it up to the heavens!
"This power's no joke! I'd probably strain all my might to lift this boulder, but now this is as easy as picking up a pebble!" Nebula noted as he tossed the object up to see if he could catch it once it fell.
FWOOSH!
He turned his head and looked up at the ascending rock. It looked to be about a kilometer above him if his math was right.
VOOOOOOOM!!!
It then began to descend rather quickly, making a low-pitched whistle as it did, and Nebula had opted to catch the boulder, but then he had an idea.
"Catching it is cool... But hitting it feels better. So imma punch me a rock."
He sprang from the ground, a crack and small shockwave of wind emitting when he did, and reeled back his fist. In a matter of a couple of seconds, he reached the rock that was still quite far up in the air and slammed his fist right into the epicenter.
"Here goes!" He crouched.
CROUCH-!
JUMP!!!
WOOSH!!!
Nebula's fist cut right through the stone like butter, causing the mass of rock to violently explode from the sheer force, shattering it into dust and numerous small rock fragments.
He then fist-pumped in delight, as he did an awesome feat. But then his eyes would become comically large swirls as he jumped about as high as some birds and hang gliders flew.
He looked down.
Then he realized.
"...Well shit. Guess I'll die now." He accepted, comically aware of his apparent cause of death.
And as cliché as it was, as soon as he said that, the protagonist of this story began to plummet.
Polite physics was going to spell the end of him. How rude.
"Oh shit, Oh shit oh shit shit shit shit shit shitshitshitshitshitSHITSHITSHITSHSHIT- FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!" Nebula swore vehemently as he fell, zooming face first for a fatal, or at the very least painful landing.
But just as he was about to collide with the ground, he suddenly stopped.
HOVER!
He was a bit confused as he expected hurt and suffering. But when he turned his head and face behind him, he would find out why he stayed non-pancake shaped.
He saw 4 sleek designed flight processors behind him, stabilizing his flight at the moment. They were the color of a holographic light cyan and were glowing as he stayed there.
"...! Way to scare me half to death, universe. Gonna getcha for that. But that's beside the point. I got wings. And I'm gonna use 'em." Nebula said to himself before reorienting his body and slowly beginning to ascend.
He looked to his left and saw the space where the boulder once occupied. Still felt a wee bit proud about it, too.
His first rock as a god.
Never forget.
Nebula then refocused on his wings. He moved forward, moving incredibly quickly.
FLY!
"CRIPES!" The god yelled as he rushed forward. He pulled back right before smashing into a tree, stopping his acceleration.
STOP!
VOOSH!
Nebula then reversed as he repositioned himself back towards his original position on the ground, where he threw up the rock. The grass near his feet was being pushed away periodically like he was hovering over it, akin to an attack helicopter.
HOVER...!
He looked up, as his wings slowly started to push him upwards.
ASCEND!
Then, he began to ascend faster, the ground becoming further and further away from him as he did.
Soon he was back to being a kilometer in the air. But this time, he started to move forward. It was slow at first, but he gradually become faster and faster, until he broke the sound barrier and was moving at supersonic speeds.
SONIC BOOM!
"Yeeeeeaaaaah boiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!..." He screamed in an obnoxiously high voice as he zoomed around at the speed of sound.
Nebula rocketed across the skies, moving far from his original position as he did loops, piledrivers, Cuban 8s, gyrotational maneuvers, and many other aerodynamic moves.
He even kicked it up a notch as he broke hypersonic by diving down before shooting straight back up.
DIVE!
SONIC BOOM!!!
FLY!
"NYOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!" He memed, flying through some low-lying clouds.
This lasted for quite a few hours as flying was awesome when you've never done it before and don't possess acrophobia. (Hey, I knew a guy who flew past the speed of light, for reference. I mean he was an alien, but that would demean the comparison.)
But it did not last forever as Nebula grew tired after those hours passed. He then descended to the ground and panted heavily before the white light consumed his figure once more and he returned to the mortal he once was.
DESCEND!
LAND!
REVERT!
His hair became aegean as it receded up to the nape of his neck as his bangs returned to their original state, still being spiky as he was reminiscent of a shonen protagonist. Or in this case, unused male Neptunia character.
His body shrank to a smaller 6'1'' as his frame also decreased in muscle mass, turning back into someone that had a history of battles rather than a virtuous and mighty deity from the heavens themselves.
His clothes returned to a pastel blue shirt with navy blue trimming, and black skinny jeans with some navy blue adventurer's boots. He had on some wrist bands that were black and sleek, with a burnt orange bandana scarf as he also had some light armor, consisting of some sleeveless gloves that were navy blue and a leather shoulder guard that was laced with orange on his right shoulder.
His knees were fitted with knee guards as well with a matching orange plate with black lines and orange outlines to his scarf. He was in his trademark adventuring gear as he panted and hunched.
"Now I'm spent... That form or whatever it was takes a lot out of you... I'll have to train it when I get the chance..." Nebula said as he regained his bearings and stood tall.
"Now back to where I was going to turn in the stone. Planeptune. Haven't been there in a while." He muttered to himself as he began to walk.
After a half-hour of walking wondering why the plot chose him and not one of the more relevant characters like one of the CPUs, he regained some energy, but still felt rather drained. He was currently in a large field near Planeptune and was trekking in the afternoon sun.
"Fwah... Man, I hope my favorite sushi shop in Planeptune is open because I could eat a horse right now. Only a few more minutes... That transformation really pooped me out." Nebula would complain as he walked towards the city.
But before he could continue, he was suddenly confronted by a Dogoo.
"Dogoo!"
"Oh. A Dogoo."
Dogoos were one of the most common enemies in Gamindustri, roaming around relatively peaceful and well-lit areas, but are also found in caves and other landscapes at times.
Dogoos are creatures who are depicted as being part slime, part dog. While their bodies are completely gelatin, they have the muzzle, ears, and tail of a dog.
Nebula looked at the Dogoo, his eyes being covered by his bangs, giving him a menacing look.
The Dogoo made a questioning "Dogoo?" as a battle usually started between a human and an enemy.
But nothing prepared the monster for what happened next.
BOOM!-
SPLATTER!
PIXELATE!
The Dogoo would not be able to react to the speed or handle the force that Nebula had moved his legs to kick the monster.
It felt one last sensation of instantaneous pain before the sound of a pump-action shotgun resounded for miles as his remains were violently scattered and pixelated into data.
Nebula had an orange glint in his eye being menacingly covered by his bangs as he did so, following one of his sensei's teachings being: If it moves, it's trying to kill you. If it doesn't, it's plotting how.
As he executed the poor Dogoo, his Dogoo kin didn't take too kindly to what they had just witnessed, being an unholy amount of power being used on a sole comrade.
"Now that that's been dealt with..." The adventurer diverted his attention and resumed back on his mission.
The male continued on his path when he was suddenly met with another Dogoo, this time with a friend. But before Nebula could do what he did before, two more Dogoos appeared.
Then four.
Then eight...
Sixteen...
Thirty-two...
Sixty-four...
128-...
256...
512...!
Well kids, it was safe to say the Nebula had pissed off the entire immediate Dogoo ecosystem in the area.
And that number came up to... OVER 2,000! Well, at least the dead meme's out of the way.
"Oh, my goddess... This went from an inconvenience to a crapnado in under 20 seconds! And to add insult to injury it's a bunch of freaking Dogoos! At least I'm not a moe anime girl, that would suck." The adventurer became aware of the hectic logic in place in his world as he got in a stance.
STANCE!
The Dogoos did NOT kindly to the remark of them being Dogoos.
Kind of racist if you asked them.
Then again they sexually assault any helpless damsels adventuring, so... It's not undeserved.
The first 10 lunged their entire gelatin bodies towards him, hoping to ram him simultaneously.
"ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!"
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
But was struck quickly by a 10-hit combo of sorts, with Nebula landing a single punch, elbow, chop or back punch to each of them once, causing them to explode.
Then, the Dogoos started to leap at him sporadically, making him react in turn.
PUNCH!
BOOM!
PIXELATE!
ELBOW!
PIXELATE!
ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
PIXELATE!
He cocked back his fist and smashed it into the nearest Dogoo, then elbowing another Dogoo with his opposite elbow, into a roundhouse kick that took out two of the gelatin army.
SWEEP KICK!
JUMP!-
AXE HANDLE!
SMASH!
MULTI PIXELATE!
Then he dropped to a low sweep kick as he swept 3 Dogoos, one-shotting them each with legs carefully trained on leg day. He then jumped into a somersault and clasp his hands before landing with an axe handle, defeating a couple dozen of the jello dogs as the one he hit slammed into the ground and subsequently killed off the others with the force it hit the ground with alone.
The Dogoos relentlessly charged the adventurer, unknowingly charging to their deaths. Nebula, however, just kept annihilating every Dogoo that got within 3 feet of him without hesitation as the grass would be painted a gooey blue.
Deliciously dark, since you can eat Dogoo Jelly!
The adventurer continued to pummel and slay hundreds of Dogoos, their cries of battle being snuffed out haphazardly by our local hungry hero. Dogoo family trees would be smothered in an instant as all blue menaces would soon fall by the hands of our famished god.
PIXELATE!
PIXELATE!!
PIXELATE!!!
Alas, after 10 minutes, there were only 500 Dogoos left. But that wasn't anything small, not by a longshot.
And to make matters worse, the Dogoos...
They began to merge.
"Dogoo." A blue goop shouted.
"D-D-Dogoo?!" His peer reeled.
"Gooey!" He asserted himself, with no other option being left.
"DOGOOOO-!" But his ally reminded him of the consequences.
"Dogoo dogoo dogoo dogoo DOGOO GOOEY." This fell on dear ears, as the stakes were too high to back down.
"Dogoo!" And their goals were aligned.
"What the hell are they saying? This is too much character development for neon blueberry fodder." Nebula deadpanned with a raised brow.
Quiet you. They have to consent first.
"...What?... Whatever. But if they're doing what I think they're doing... Uh oh." It clicked as the Dogoos began to do something that seldom happened during a confrontation.
And as he realized, the Dogoos began to jump into each other, forming a squirming gelatin mass as tens of them jumped in. After a few seconds, every last Dogoo jumped into the mass of jelly, as it became its most unstable.
Then it quickly stabilized as a Giant Dogoo would be before him.
"They did fuse! Son of a... Think of the nourishment... For the food... The foood... FOR FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" Nebula cried out as he kicked and blew back some dirt as he closed the distance, leaving dust behind his tracks.
DASH!
"DOGOOOOOOOOOOO!" The deep-voiced Giant Dogoo yelled as he braced himself.
BOUNCE!!!
RUSH!-
SMASH!
WOOSH!...
The Dogoo returned with fervor as it bounced with unnatural speed due to being comprised of so many Dogoos. Nebula clashed with his forearm as he collided with the Dogoo, causing be a small resounding shockwave from the impact before they disengaged.
SPRING!
PLUMMET!-
ROLL!!!
EXPLOSION!!!
The Dogoo then bounced high into the air before attempting to land on Nebula, who rolled out of the way right before it landed and explode (Yes, Dogoos can explode on command and not die. Bear with me people-) causing dust to form.
Nebula reacted as he quickly rolled out of the way.
The force from the explosion pushed Nebula back quite a bit, as he was blown some feet away. But then the Dogoo tried the tactic again, in hopes that it worked a second time.
LEAP BACK!
BOOM!
BLOCK!
SKID-!
DASH!
HOP!-
SPIN KICK!-
"ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA...ORYA!!!"
BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK! BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK-BAK!!!
But the adventurer simply leaped back and cross guarded, mitigating some of the blowback before skidding and running up to the Giant Dogoo and spin kicking it through the dust. He wouldn't stop there, as he began to barrage the gelatin mass with a flurry of punches.
EXPLODE!
"Gah!"
The Giant Dogoo was assaulted, but would not take it for long as it exploded once again right as it was about to get hit, lauching Nebula back and damaging him.
The adventurer rolled and tumbled before fixing himself into a skid, and once he stopped, looked at the Dogoo. It was tensed, as if it were feeling the pain from Nebula's punches, causing him to smirk.
GUST!-
VANISH!
But the smirk would be wiped off as the Giant Dogoo released a gust of wind at him, causing him to leap high, pushing off the ground so fast that it appeared that he vanished.
"!" Nebula's eyes widened as he sprang out of the way.
"This blows! Heh, corny joke." The adventurer smiled at his poor humor as he was now airborne.
DOUBLE HEEL KICK!
BOOM!
The Dogoo then noticed that its attack missed, and searched for the opponent. But as soon as he decided to look up, he was double heel kicked in the snout by Nebula, then pushed away as he sprang off of him, into a handstand, and into a crouch.
"DOGOOOOOOOOOO!" The monster whined in agony, being dropkicked into a compressed shape.
GRRRRROWL!
The Giant Dogoo was now writhing in pain as its snout had been injured. Nebula went to attack, but his stomach began to growl, halting him. He held it for a bit as he muttered.
"Ugh... I'm gonna get gas at this rate. Gotta finish this now."
CHARGE...!
The adventurer began to channel his SP from the core of his body. It soon engulfed him as he was surrounded by a bright dark orange aura. It was flaring as he continued to bring more out.
"Haaaaaaaa!" He honed his energy.
The Dogoo was now starting to recover from the pain and flailed less now. Nebula then reabsorbed his SP and direct it to his right arm, the energy being converted into something different.
The appendage glowed orange as he used the residue from pulling it out to propel himself towards the Dogoo at subsonic speeds.
"Take this! Razor Blade! " Nebula yelled as his hand was coated in energy.
SLICE!-
EXPLOSION!'
RUMBLE!
The Giant Dogoo was barely able to react to his increasing speeds and attacked with an SP Attack of its own, being High Explosion. So when Nebula passed through the Giant Dogoo, it made an explosion that shook the ground for quite a few seconds.
After he chopped the Giant Dogoo, he stood there with his glowing hand outstretched in front of him. It faded back into a regular hand as he stood motionless with a stern expression on his face, some sweat from his hunger forming on the side of his face.
The explosion subsided as the Dogoo had a blank expression on its face as it just stood there, unmoving as well.
...
...
...
The suspense only grew as they were as still as statues, the wind on the meadow the only thing making any noise.
...
...
...
...
...
SHRED!!!
But then, Nebula'a clothes on his upper body suddenly burst, being completely destroyed, as well as gaining some burn marks and bruises on his chest, abs, back, shoulders and arms with some bleeding present from the attack.
STAGGER!
He began to stagger for a bit before regaining his footing.
"Urk..!"
Meanwhile, the Dogoo was completely fine, as it bounced a little, before jumping up and down sporadically as if it were celebrating victory.
It even twirled in the air, just to rub it in.
"DOGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" It cheered, claiming victory at once for its fallen brethren.
It thought that it was going to die the way the adventurer hit him with that attack, how it was so wrong.
He might be the strongest Giant Dogoo out there! He was basically half a thousand strong!
All these thoughts were racing through the Dogoo's mind as it victory danced by Nebula's focused stance. His eyes were still covered by his bangs, the same glint present as he stayed motionless.
But just as the Giant Dogoo went to attack Nebula once more-
SHLICK!
The Giant Dogoo stopped dead in its tracks.
Then, an orange line slowly formed from the top of its head to the base of its body.
RUMBLE!!!...
After that, the ground would begin to rumble.
KA-BOOM!
SHINE!
EXPLOSION!
And finally, the Giant Dogoo was vertically bifurcated in a jelly explosion as orange light illuminated from behind Nebula.
The adventurer smirked, soon turning into a small grin as he had finally defeated the Dogoos.
"Heh. The blue dog bit off more than he could chew. What a beautiful duwang." The adventurer laughed to himself as he slowly rose from his position.
He stood up, showing his muscular frame that was currently burned and scratched from the attacks that were landed on him.
His pants appeared torn a bit, but mostly fine. Knee guards were a bit scratched and scorched but they were fixable. Couldn't say the same thing for his shoulder guard though. His boots were fine, believe it or not. Same for his gloves too, sans the rips and tears.
But that didn't matter to him. What mattered was he needed food. And that was what he was going to get. So he wobbled his hungry ass to Planeptune.
He was going to get something to eat, even if he had to eat roasted rocks.
Walking around bareback in Planeptune while hungry, exhausted, and injured looking for a specific sushi shop was what Nebula was currently doing right now.
Was it oddly specific? Yes.
Is the plot going to be like this? Probably.
The looks he got varied. Lustful and piqued ones from sexually frustrated and interested persons, odd and concerned looks from others, and looks of indifference from those that simply did not care.
Not that he cared too much at the time either.
Food was what was on his mind, and that was what he was going to find. Health care and the subsequent life-ending debt that followed it came second at this point.
He walked all over, getting hungry to no end as he searched for the shop.
"It should be open now... The heck?!" Nebula did a double-take.
He was beginning to get hangry at the fact that he was being kept from sustenance. Something told him he probably should have bitten that Dogoo.
He stood in front of his favorite sushi stand. And it was closed.
SLAM!
This made him upset. To the point where he banged his fist onto the metal sheeting that kept the stall's interior closed.
"Damn it!" Nebula hissed as a mother covered her child's ears and stared at him disapprovingly, only to get one back as he yelled at her.
"Mind your own business, lady! I'm having a digestive breakdown over here!" He shouted causing her to quickly walk away with her child with a spooked expression.
He then rested his head on the stand and closed his eyes. He took deep breaths to calm himself down as he was snapping at innocent bystanders.
He stood there for a good 2 minutes, contemplating what he should do next.
He could go to another place, but they probably wouldn't serve him because of his attire.
He had to go to an inn and rest, and then pick up some clothes he had in the drycleaners before he could even eat breakfast the day after.
He then looked up, inhaled, exhale, and look to walk away. But before he could, an old man appeared from the side of the stall.
He had a cocoa complexion that was somewhat wrinkled and wore a cone hat, with some pastel brown robes with some sandals, standing at 5'7". He also had a trademark thin mustache and goatee with a thick Asian accent that was aged. His hands were in his pockets as he looked up to the man before him.
"I was only in the bathroom for half an hour, young one. Does your hunger control you that much?" He asked.
"I haven't eaten since breakfast, Mr. Mūten." Nebula answered. "And I thought you were closed for the day...Sorry about the ruckus I caused." He apologized as he looked down and scratched the back of his head.
"... Alright. Now, what do you want to eat-" The man was cut off.
"15 pork bowls, and some salmon sushi." Nebula blurted as Mr. Mūten deadpanned.
"...At least it is different from yesterday's meal. Wait there for now, Nebula; it's on the house." Mr. Mūten instructed as he got to work.
"Hurry up, sensei. I don't think I'll be able to restrain my gut any longer." Nebula patted his stomach.
"Then eat the counter." Mr. Mūten joked.
"Can I?-" The blue-haired adventurer earnestly asked, his mouth-watering.
"No!" The old man chastised his student.
"Ahem! R-Right." A sweatdrop formed on the back of the head as he smiled.
Pork bowls were empty and laid about. Nebula was finally full once more, a blissful look on his face. He would belch after patting his stomach a few times.
BURP!
"I will never understand, even for a seasoned martial artist such as yourself, your bloated appetite," Mūten stated as he looked at the young man.
"Well, I'm just that hungry, Mr. Mūten. I go ape shit for two things in this world. Food, and my people. Anything else will have to pique my interest before I see fit to investigate." Nebula responded.
"Hmm..." His sensei pondered on his student's ideology.
The two sat there in silence before a familiar face would appear.
He appeared to be chocolate-skinned, lean muscular in frame and had a coffee brown afro for his hairstyle. He wore a grey vest with some black track pants with some red trainers on.
He was slightly taller than Nebula, at 6'2'' as he had a neutral expression on his face. He also had some sports tape on his arms that stopped at his palms as he had them in his pockets as he walked down the street.
His name was Allister or AL for short, and he was Nebula's best friend and Mr. Mūten's grandson.
He was walking by and gazed upon the two, and before deciding to take a seat by them.
"Sup, dawg. Hey, old man." AL greeted his friend and grandfather.
"Yo." Nebula held up a hand in greeting back.
"Allister, what a present surprise. Just passing by?" Mr. Mūten asked his grandson as he acknowledged his presence.
"Yep."
AL looked at Nebula.
"What happened to you?" He asked, confused. He observed the injuries on his friend.
"Dogoo swarm. Giant Dogoo made up of 500 versus me. Only hit me twice and I lose my entire upper body armor. Guess the losing clothes logic applies to armor too." Nebula explained.
"5-500?" AL asked incredulously. His brows touched his hairline as he reacted.
"That is no small feat, Nebula." Mūten reiterated for his grandson. He too showed some surprise in his voice.
"Really? All Dogoos really do is bounce, explode, shoot mini tornados and paralyze you. It's strong sure, but lackluster ability-wise." The adventurer downplayed his feat.
"While that may be true, I don't know too many people besides the Goddesses themselves and maybe some powerful Guild Members or adventurers that could defeat a dogoo 500 strong." AL defended the action.
"You got a point there, AL... But I'm just saying that it's just another day for me. Speaking of the goddesses. They've been gone for a while, haven't they?" Nebula asked. He raised a brow as he faced his sensei.
"Two and a half years. ASIC converted most of the world at this point. It's rather depressing..." Mūten spoke. He began to pick up the bowls.
"I gotta hand it to them, though. If they weren't a shitty organization that had nothing but corruption and evil within their ranks, I'd consider. They got past DRM in all my favorite games for fuck sake!" AL exclaimed.
"Language, Alister." Mūten chided.
"Whatever. I bet you didn't tell Nebula about his language." The afro boy told his old man.
"Because he is a good boy." Was the response.
"Fat chance.'' AL laughed.
"Well I'd go in the Gamindustri Graveyard myself and rescue them all but alas, I am but a human." Nebula told the two, leaving out his newly acquired power.
"That killed an overpowered Giant Dogoo?" AL rebutted.
"I swear you treat this like I've killed an Ancient Dragon. It's just an oversized DOGOO! And those people that captured them must be leagues above that to restrain the goddesses themselves." Nebula pointed out.
"True." AL agreed as he went into thought.
"It would be ill-advised to travel there, Nebula. I believe that not too many return from that place alive, or at the least, the same." Mūten said as he had taken up all the bowls and began to wash them in the sink.
"Bold of you to assume I'd go there on a whim, sensei." Nebula responded as he gave his master a serious look.
"Knowing you for years, I wouldn't be surprised if you somehow did," AL added to the conversation as the pleasant mood was killed off.
The air became tense as the foreboding topic of the Gamindustri Graveyard was mentioned. Even more so as one of them would be speaking about going there.
But to lighten the atmosphere, AL decided to inspire his friend.
"If it's for my Goddess, I'd dutifully risk my life to save her," AL said with determination and a stupid look on his face.
Nebula took advantage of the lightened mood to troll his childhood friend.
"And get a kiss on the cheek for your oh so valiant efforts, like all the other simps worshipping Purple Heart." Nebula poked with a trollish smirk. His attempt did not fail.
"Piss off, man. I'm doing this for the greater good, not pussy from a woman who doesn't even know me." AL retorted.
"The way of the red pill is stronk in this one." Nebula commented, in which AL gave a rock-on sign.
Nebula then checked the time, as it would be getting close to the closing time of the dry cleaners.
"Anyway, I gotta get my clothes from the dry cleaners. See you guys tomorrow." Nebula bid farewell as he walked away, pointing both his fingers at them as he did, with AL and Mr. Mūten waving back. As he left, customers began to come to the shop once more.
"See ya." AL waved as the blue-haired friend's figure got smaller.
"Be safe." Me. Mūten bid farewell as the adventurer moved out of their sight.
He was walking when he bumped into a girl, or rather a certain girl who was a Nurse-In-Training spotted him.
He was humming down the road when she noticed all the scratches and burns as well as many bruises on his body. She then immediately ran up to him, to ask if he was alright.
"Mister! Are you alright?!" The girl asked, spooked at his current condition. Her voice would be bubbly and cute, exactly like one of those moe anime girls he mentioned prior in the fields.
"Me? I'm fine. Just got these from fighting a Giant Dogoo. Too bad my armor got scrapped." Nebula sighed as he stopped and turned around to hear where the feminine voice originated.
Upon further inspection, he saw that the girl was rather short from his height, 5'1'', an entire foot.
She was peachy-skinned and had long congo pink hair with matching colored eyes. She wore a tan-white wool sweater top with matching arm warmers and boots, with fuzzy balls at the top. She also had on a red plaid skirt, a black choker with a small heart on it, black-brown knee-socks with light pink heart cut frills, and often carries a black hip purse, and heart-shaped buttons.
Like her headband, both her purse and the heart on the choker had a noticeable C logo that he did not know the meaning of. She would also have some sizable E cups, but he would stow his lustful thoughts for the time being.
They just met, for Celestia sake.
"And you didn't get patched up?!" She asked with concern in her eyes.
"This is every Tuesday for me. Don't worry about me, just be on your merry way and I'll be on mine." Nebula brushed it aside as he looked away.
"I can't do that!" She responded. "It's my duty as a Nurse to make sure everyone hurt gets better, and you're no exception. Now follow me!" She said before skipping away, grabbing his uninjured wrist as she did.
GRAB!
Nebula was dragged along, quickly adjusting to her speed as he would be carried along.
'Man. And I get interrupted from my goal again. Ah, well. At least she smells like strawberries. How bad could it be to get patched up for free?' He thought as they went together to her apartment, which was not too far from where they were currently.
The male was in for a ride once they got there though.
'Hey, that rhymed!'
A/N:
Heya there, reader!
If you're seeing this, this is a rewrite of the chapter, just to correct some repetition, fix some spelling errors, and improve the spelling quality, especially in the earlier chapters.
So remember, italics and bold is going for gold.
Hello, reader!
Welcome to my first fanfic. I just came up with the idea and decided why not throw it out there for the world to see.
This is based on the concept of a CPU God.
Now I've known the controversy that comes with male OCs in this fandom and I write this story with that in mind. I'll try to not make this an OP Gary Stu gets the universal harem type deal, alright?
Moving on, of course, only girls have shown to be CPUs, but that's because the franchise is centered around females and more tends towards a male audience.
But this fic is going to change that because no man has ever tried to pick up a memory, and the one guy that does it on accident.
And I'll also have him tussling and interacting with all sorts of characters, both from the verse and crossovers from other franchises as well as with other OCs.
Who knows, maybe you'll even see your favorite crossover character interact/fight in this story!
Arrivederci!
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