So... hi, I was gone doing stuff in Spacebattles... this fic is the result, gonna slowly post it here too.

(This Chapter has been Edited by the Helpful nintendoplayer96v8)

Man... this is one hell of a headache, I got up and looked at my weirdly empty room, just the bed I'm sleeping in and literally nothing else... weird, did I get mugged? Hell, this room is also mostly metal.

I glanced at the suit hanging on my right, just there because of a hook on the wall... simple black stuff and a big ass M armband on the right sleeve, I stared at it for a second and decided that whatever was happening won't be explained by itself so after a second I decided to put it on.

Not sure how to put on a tie though... well there should be no problem if I just hang it on my neck right? Doing just that and adjusting the jacket while not buttoning the damn thing since it's kind of a tight fit, the pants feel okay though.

I took another look at my room to make sure I didn't miss anything and see a drawer on my left to find what looks like a Glock and a police baton, so calling this my room is no longer an option cause this isn't something I owned in any moment of my life.

Didn't mean I left them there, it's better to have something to defend yourself when in unknown situations like this one... I kept the baton in my right hand and as for the gun, I kept it on my belt WITH the safety on for very obvious reasons.

... Why do I know about that? I never handled a gun in my life.

It's a nice skill to have though so no complaints from me, if I have something going for me is my unwavering positive energy which people always found weird considering how bad situations seem to get for no reason at all.

My eyes landed on the metal door and I got close to it while staring at the fingerprint reader at the left, that kind of stuff isn't usual in most poor places, wherever I am it has money.

Putting my index finger there and waiting for a second the door opened to... a man that was muttering about himself like a maniac, hell it looks like he was breaking down, the guy has blue hair that seems scarily natural while wearing the same clothes that I am just... properly I guess.

Our eyes locked, and he frowned at me "See something funny?" well that sounded vaguely threatening, guess this guy has a problem with smiles? I mean, that's fine, but that doesn't mean he has to be rude about it.

He also looks a lot more agitated... I noticed that he has the same Armband that I do, so we work for the same guy? Questions for later, "Not really, I just prefer this over a frown, it's relaxing." he scoffed and glared at me.

"You must be a Rookie then, no one who works here more than one day can have that kind of look in your eyes." I rose an eyebrow at that, was that pity I just heard?

Confusing... "People say that the fact I have any kind of hope is my best quality, so I stick to my strengths, is that really so bad?" I questioned again, just for the man to get more agitated.

"Really? Do you have any idea what kind of shithole this is? We don't matter as long as the work gets done... they don't care what happens to us." He was starting to breathe quicker, not enough to call it hyperventilation, but damn was he getting close to that.

I ponder about his words for a moment to try and find a way to calm him down, "Well, do you want them to fake it? I mean it sounds rough but trying to care without putting your heart into it seems worse, which prompts me to ask, what happened to you?" he gives me a funny look and huffs.

"Didn't you say caring without meaning was cruel?" He asked harshly, and I'm pretty sure he was going to lash out.

I give him a half-smile and shrug my shoulders, "You wouldn't believe me if I said I did, plenty didn't, I'm willing to hear you out though." he stared longer at me and sighed while looking incredibly tired.

"...Malkuth put me to work with that... fucking talking skull thingy, I think I screwed up something but... when I did it felt like it tried to shatter my mind, I didn't come here for this bullshit." WOAH... talking skulls? What?

Thank god for my amazing poker face "Sounds rough, but what would you do about it? I heard you wanted to leave, but how do you plan to do that?" he smiled at me and pointed at the end of the hallway with his thumb.

"A new Manager is coming today, if he is inexperienced he'd let me go if I beg him enough... or I hope he does" Are things so bad here that he feels like begging to leav- wait why does he have to? Kinda makes it feel like resigning isn't an option.

That... gives me bad vibes, maybe I should persuade him from that "Or you could wind up in a straight jacket, you don't seem... very sane at the moment." and I mean it too, man looks ready to stab someone with a pencil.

He pauses for a moment, "Yeah... I wouldn't want to get hit with a White Weapon, looks painful... or be put down like some of the others... maybe I should go to the main room and calm down a little..." he nods at me a few times, to extends his right hand at me.

"I'm Rober, who are you Rookie?" he asked me while I took his gesture and shook his hand while trying to remember my name... which isn't ominous at all.

But I do remember something about whoever I am now, "Trigger, new to this... everything." he frowned for a moment and gave me a pat on the shoulder.

"Hopefully you keep that attitude... days about to start by the way." he mentioned to me and I tilted my head for a moment then a loud and almost... sad voice? No, lacking would be a better description for the tone used on the mic.

"All Agents prepare for Work"

I heard a buzz on my ear and put my finger on it, when the hell did I put a microphone on? Maybe I slept with it?

"Trigger start Attachment work on One Sin"

...

My eyes landed on Rober's, and he sighed while pointing at his right, "You should go down that way and look at the door with the numbers O-03-03." I nodded and started walking while ignoring that feeling of being watched.

Don't know where I am or who I am, but being negative won't help me, may as well do my part while finding out why I'm here, everyone wins right?

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My walk was rewarded with a metal door that... had the numbers Rober said to me, to its right there are folders attached on paper bins all of them of different colors and named in big and black letters, so I have to pick the one for attachment right? The purple one.

The... amount of information that comes here could be basically be summed up as 'Tell him your Sins' although I'm surprised that someone could find so many ways to say the same thing through at least two entire pages, that requires dedication.

Taking one last look at the door I took a deep breath and used the fingerprint reader to open the door, and... yes it is Christianism given shape and form, that cross, the crown of thorns, ominous light... and a skull that's as big as I am.

"Alright... so I don't know if you prefer what I consider a Sin or the broad definition, so may as well try either, 50/50 and all that." The Skull NODDED at me, while I do have a good poker face that made me pause.

Ignoring that then "Um... there was this time that I found an ungodly amount of money and I took it... then again I did look for the owner while the streets were empty and shouted constantly for whoeve- ok not that one, I beat the living shit out of a man for bullying childre- not sure that counts..." ok, so maybe I'm not exactly a sin machine, maybe I should go by bible rules and say I don't believe in God? That counts as a sin, I think.

Wait, lying is a sin? So if I sin by lying then confess I lied, does that count?.

... I mean guilt by association is a thing, "I did kill someone to keep going, not sure how though..." I trailed off when I saw the Skull shake his head, which is everything, he is actually in denial.

Blinking at that, I scratched the back of my head, "Not my fault or not a Sin?" the Skull nodded once then rattled.

"Both then..." I trailed off when my fingers felt a crown on top of my head, one made of thorns that didn't seem to harm me at all, man Jesus would love to have this one. All the symbolism, none of the pain.

Then the room flashed in green light showing that whatever I did was done right, "Thanks for the gift One Bro." The Skull nodded at me, and I'm pretty sure it shined brighter than normal for a second, welp time to hit the old dusty trail.

I left the containment chamber and put the folder back on the paper bin and saw Rober staring at me like I grew a second head, "What?" was the only thing that came out of his mouth.

"Not sure, it wasn't as bad as you made it out to be... it'll even go as far as to say he is nice." I commented with a shrug while he kept staring at me.

He took a deep breath and glanced at the top of my head, making his left eyebrow twitch, "Even an E.G.O. Gift..." he sounded defeated at that one... must have had a bad experience with One Bro.

"Did you tell him your Sins?" I asked, wanting to see if he did anything wrong with One Bro.

He scoffed, "I mean, not a real one, but it's a damn skull, how would it know the difference?" Kind of a dick move there, but then again, maybe he's the kind of guy that takes lying very seriously.

"Not like he can speak, he isn't about to tell anyone what you may have done." I answered, and he frowned at me, Rober thought about it for a moment then stared at the door with a pensive expression.

He paused for a moment and nodded, "Alright, I'll try this honesty thing with that thing... wait, why do you call it a he?" Rober must have gotten orders from our boss to work One Bro next.

But he did direct a question at me right at the end, "I get that feeling from him. Good luck with your work Rob" I offered him a fist bump that he... very carefully took.

"That's weird... not as weird as the talking skull or anything else in the damn City." What kind of City are we talking about if Talking Skulls aren't that weird?

He entered the chamber and I kinda just stood there...

"Orders from the Top! Trigger stay there and wait in case Rober can't handle it."

This voice is definitely more upbeat than the last one, also a woman then... just going to assume she is my superior too then.

I saw a woman with purple hair and a dead fish expression moping the floor with a name tag on her suit saying 'Beta22' I stared a while longer and noticed the second mop on the bucket she was using.

Welp, I can keep an eye on the chamber and do something productive too, "Mind if I help?" I asked her while getting closer to her, she for a moment didn't react, then she froze and stared at me in surprise.

"Really?" The question came out with so much confusion that I was a little taken back.

"Yeah, got some time to kill." I replied after a moment of hesitation she nodded, and I started helping her mop the floor about half a minute later I heard a buzz on my earbud.

"Trigger! You should be watching One Sin's chamber!"

Sounds like someone is scolding me? Same voice as last time too, she sounds like the living incarnation of a golden retriever, "Job is half-way done, I'm seeing a lot of green too, so he must be doing something right." I replied back, confident on the fact she could hear me.

I saw that the door had this weird bar that is being filled with yellow boxes with green stuff in them, I'm assuming that's good.

"OH!... Well, keep up the good work then!"

Was it me or she sounded offended?

Eh, problems for future me, I kept moping while Beta stared at me again, "Agents are something else..." damn that sounded like a person that gets exploited daily, should see what's that all about at some point.

Another couple of minutes and Rober came out... different, I'll even say he looks relieved, "Man... that was refreshing." His eyes landed on me and then Beta, who he just frowned at.

"Trigger, start Attachment Work with One Sin"

Well... duty calls, "Later Beta, I have to talk with a Skull." I commented with a small smile, Rober sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

"What the hell? I'm in a good mood. Here, let me help." Rober took my mop and started working where I left off, Beta was just completely shocked by this.

Still... "Is Beta22 really your name?" I asked suddenly, and she turned to me with a VERY bright expression.

She took a deep breath, "B-B-Bethany!" Ah... she is all flustered.

"Neat, see ya later." I replied and went back to talk with the Flying Jesus Skull... thoughts that I never expected to reach my brain in my life.

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The rest of the day was more of the same... also the bafflement of Rober seeing me getting only perfect results with One Bro which doesn't seem possible, "I'm telling you I'm not doing anything different from you." I responded to Rober who hasn't stopped bothering me about this.

"You have to be, there is no way every work you had with it ends perfectly not even one bad box, what's your secret?" I sighed at his very overbearing questions.

Beth smiled lightly, "Maybe he resents you for lying?" We finished mopping the hallway a while ago, so we just started talking, kinda pleasant.

"Good Job! Work is over for today"

Oh, the female boss has spok- wait now what? "So... now what?" I asked my friends with a raised eyebrow, Rober suddenly got this... very disturbing smile on his face and started walking away.

"Let's go to the dining hall, I'm damn hungry after a good day of work." At his words, I followed along with a very sly smile on my face.

"Pretty low standards considering how well I did~" He actually tripped and turned to me with a frown while Beth giggled and then... went the different direction.

I blinked at that, "You aren't hungry?" I asked, wondering where she was going.

Beth turned to me and smiled, "Clerks have a longer work schedule, we have to clean the bodies after all." ...and she just said that with a straight face, where the hell did I wind up on?

I felt Rober grab my shoulder, "Chill out Rookie, she ain't going anywhere after works hours, Abnormalities don't do anything then..." he trailed off and stared ahead I followed his gaze and met... a goddamn toaster.

Literally a claptrap with legs with the words Malkuth glowing on it, a notebook that looks like it has seen some shit, and a slightly narrowed orange eye that doesn't look happy "Hi there." and I just casually offered it my hand.

"Trigger, when an order is given I expect you to follow through with it having your complete attention on it, not start having a conversation in the middle of important work." Oh, so it's a she, guessing her name is Malkuth, and she seems a bit... of a busybody.

Also, I know how to deal with these type of bosses, "Sure did Ma'am, had my eyes on the door the whole time and weapon ready. I also kept the Clerk's attention on the job while also keeping my muscles loose and helping clean the facility, I'd call that doing my duty and then some." I explained myself and I swear to god I heard the Windows turning off sound coming from her.

"Oh!... Well, keep the good work coming, the Control Team would expect no less from you!" What an endearing person, maybe should calm down a little, but she doesn't seem that bad.

I waved at her, now for some flattery and seal the deal, "Sure will Ma'am, gotta say with someone so proactive like you around I know that if I slip you'd tell me how to deal with it." I swear to god, she either has a very bad processing power or she has never met someone that was actually willing to treat her like a normal person.

"Flattery will get you nowhere!... But thank you for the acknowledgment!" Did her voice just rise in pitch right at the en- and she is leaving now... ok?

Well, that was a thing.

Rober patted my shoulder, "What kind of acting skills are those and where can I learn them?" he joked while I gave him a flat stare.

...

"Oh... that wasn't an act, you're weird." He finished, and I rolled my eyes.

"I prefer the word unique, but that does bring up a question I have... why did we only work with One Bro?" I hope he has the answer for that, it seemed kinda weird that we talked with a skull all day.

He... started scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, "That's... what they have Rookies do when entering this facility, heard that with time they let us work on more Abnormalities, also probably being used to have the Manager get a hang of things around here." I gave him a raised eyebrow and a shit-eating smile.

"Rookies, huh?" He scoffed and ruffled my hair.

"Yeah, yeah... first day in, and I was already crumbling, cut me some slack..." Second person that I got all flustered today, that's a skill I didn't know I needed until now.

We kept our walk going, chatting like old friends, but I was still... thinking about that one thing I heard while talking with the skull, maybe it was my imagination but...

That did not come from One Bro, hell I'm pretty sure he actually was mad for a moment, judging by the aggressive rattling he did after I heard that, I ignored it at first, but this place seems to be full of crazy things.

So maybe one of these... Abnormalities talked with me for some damn reason?

"Trigger? You seem to be thinking about something." Rober got me out of my pondering that was really not going anywhere.

Ah hell, I'll figure it out later, "Wondering why you even bothered to look like my senior." He sputtered and laughed nervously.

"O-Of course I had to! Without a proper example, you would have been lost!" Man... you do not sound confident at all.

Also, I kinda kept you from losing your shit... but I guess he needs the ego boost. Now to see if they have apple juice and Pizza!

Young Saint, blind to the illness of the people

Yet still aware of their plight

Will you break or meet the light that is I?

If it looks weird it's because it's a bunch of small chapters put together, a whole day in L corp so expect stuff like that, even if it looks and feels a bit weird... enjoy I guess.