As I make my way through the somewhat empty corridors of the landship I walk, I walk a silent path of shame, slowly following behind 'tsit.

Not because there are problems but because I literally can not walk any faster, I'm tired, my feet are cold, and the Terrans are just too damn fast.

As she told me most of the corridors are empty, and the only sounds that can be heard are my course breath, the tapping of my and her shoes on the steel floor, the buzzing of the lights, the very, very small vibrations that shook my bones, caused by the low hums of the engines and the wheels.

I hate it all, to the Atom, my life was stolen, my happy little life.

God, I can't imagine how many losers would be thrilled to be sent here, with the superpowers to boot. But as a man, just a man and nothing else, I hate it, I hate this fucking world to the core.

What would I be doing right now I wonder if I was sent here with a new body. Sent here with powers to actually do something?

Or what I would be doing back on Earth? Bar hopping with the homies?

Drinking hot cocoa with my family on a cold winter night?

But I am stuck, stuck as a prisoner, stuck as a lab rat, stuck as an Alien inside this metal box, which I helped make into what it is now.

I also hate how big it is, you telling me bros couldn't invent a fucking elevator train like the ones in Half-Life Mesa for faster travel?

My legs are gona give out under me for fucks sake.

Pause.

She stopped walking.

Why?

Ringing. Fast phone talk. Cursing. New Directive:

''Stay where you are and don't cause trouble, I will be back in a few minutes''

I tell her it ain't me that wants trouble, but my luck is ass. Ignored.

Watch her leave in a hurry.

Nothing better to do, wait.

Wait.

Get bored.

Think.

I have nothing to think about god damnit. I don't wanna go down a depression spiral and I got nothing positive to think about.

What can I do? Listen to music? I don't got my phone with me.

Hum some tunes? Eh. Sounds like my best shot.

It is also good sometimes to empty your brain.

So I'm humming some random songs, they don't even sound like anything meaningful, that exact thought gives me an Idea.

EATEOT, just what I needed to entertain my monkey brain, I start humming that monstrosity.

So here I am, walking back and forth on this long-ass corridor, humming my little songs, maybe sometimes doing little moves when the imaginary beat hits just right. When bam! Excruciating pain in the face.

After flying backward for a good bit I am laid out, on the ground. I think I just got fucking punched in the face and believe me when I say that IT FUCKING HURTS.

WHO THE FUCK GOES AROUND PUNCHING PEOPLE BRO, THESE PEOPLE MAN. WHAT THE FUCK?

I grab my head, it is pounding in pain. I try to get up and say something.

Only to get pushed down again, HARD. Face glued to the ground now.

I think I am bleeding. If the pain and the stickiness in my forehead are to be believed. I don't think I broke any bones, but my body does hurt.

I am gasping for air, the visor ain't broken at least, so whoever it was they still don't know. Good. My face is still in the ground though.

''Who are you asshole?''

Great, it's a fucking woman. Who is it?

I can't turn around, I can't move at all, they must be keeping me pinned.

''Me? Ughhhh-'' cough cough ''I-, I'm Azmych, they call me Azmych.''

''Okay Azmych, you have a minute to explain whatever it is that you were doing just then before I chop off your head.''

What? What is this bitch talking about? And why does this sound familiar?

''Whoa whoa whoa, whoa. What the fuck are you talking about? What do you mean what was I doing, I was clearly walking until I was assaulted.''

I barely manage to get a glimpse of their foot, baby steps. Figure out who the are. Wait, pale white skin?

''Don't lie to me, I saw you doing some sort of weird ritual with your movements and you clearly aren't R.I. personnel, 30 seconds left.''

Bro. No way in hell I'm fina admit to dancing around, but what the fuck do I do, I'm boutta get my head chopped off for real, PONDER WITH THEM ORBS QUICKER MAN!

''Yes I'm not R.I personnel, I'm actually with Dr. Kal'tsit, if you could find her she would vouch for me, miss, miss uhhhh-''

I saw the edge of her swords, the P swords, what was the fucking bitchs name, the one with the Swedish Province name. AH RIGHT. Lappland.

Holy shit, thanks Paradox Games for making me stare at maps all day.

-Lappland.''

And then I remembered another fun fact, oh shit, this one wasn't mentally stable was she? Uh oh. Did I just sign my death warrant?

''You know my name?''

''I know- I know a lot of things, a lot of things that I probably shouldn't.''

''But don't kill me, I swear on my life I'm with 'tsit just wait for her to come back and she can explain everything.''

Great, now I need to convince an insane psychopath that she should keep me alive. Wonderful. Truly amazing. What a fun past-time.

''I swear I wasn't doing anything that would harm someone else, just look at how easily you destroyed me, you think I have the strength to kill anyone present on this landship?''

''I don't believe you, if you were truly that weak why can I not feel any fear? I have you under my foot yet your breath and heartbeat are surprisingly stable. If you were that weak why aren't you squirming for your life? I'll let you get up, fight me, make your death interesting''

Bro... BRO WHAT? Are you fucking kidding me? Just because I'm not pissing my pants doesn't mean that I'm not scared. I slowly get up.

Which confirms my suspicions. It is the crazy bitch and she has drawn her swords out. Ahah, I see. I'm fucking dead. Twas a good run

Unless...There is a way that I get out of this. Well, she IS crazy, right?

What are the chances that she loses it if I pull this stunt? Shit.

No other choice, roll the dice ''Azmych'' and believe in RNGESUS.

From what I can tell in this version of Terra that I landed in ''Aura's'' matter. The stronger you are, the fiercer your Aura and the better you are at concealing your own and figuring out others' Auras.

Auras can also be used to measure someone's emotions and look into their soul about how they are actually feeling.

Now you might see a slight issue with this, I am from Earth.

I have no fucking idea what an Aura actually is, best description I got is what other people have told me in explanations because I can't FEEL these Auras. To me, anyone can kill me, what is the difference if that one dude can kill me 2 seconds faster than that one over there? Wowzers.

I guess the best comparison I could give would be idk, killing intent from other mangas and anime. Something similar but in this version you can trigger it whenever and however you want. Make your enemy feel horny.

And since I can't feel them this should be self-explanatory, I also can't create this ''Aura''. So what ends up happening is that if you are really strong, to you I seem even stronger since you can't grasp my ''Aura''.

To an outsider it makes it seem like I'm unfazed by all that happens.

Literally an involuntary lie about my own strength due to bullshit Earthly physics. Bruuuuhhhhh. And now I'm boutta lose my head since I just happened to bump into someone who likes to kill. Great RNG as always.

I know, it gets confusing, believe me, I can barely understand this myself.

Wait wait wait wait... am I talking in 3rd person to myself? Cease . No more. You are FINE.

I guess the fear of death is driving me crazy... Welp, time to gamble.

I slowly start walking away without turning my back, I'm only gonna get a split second to pull this off, watch, don't blink, if you blink you dead homie. DON'T BLINK, PRAY TO ALL THE GODS YOU CAN.

And it all happens faster than I can even process. The white and black bitch becomes a blur, but that is good enough for me, I don't need to follow her movements, I just needed to know when she began moving.

Swallowing the need to shit my pants on the spot, as fast I can I bring my hands to shoulder level and with my hands, I make two finger guns, followed by a deep shout:

''STOP! IF YOU STOP I'LL TALK TO YOU ABOUT TEXAS!''

Only then do I blink, and immediately get rewarded with a sword inches away from my face, and another pressing right into my stomach, milliseconds from cutting my guts open...

MY GOD IT FUCKING WORKED! IT WORK-

''Texas?... What do you know about Texas?''

Her tone is weird. I'm sweating. I don't wanna be here mane.

At least one of my finger guns is pointing at her body, guess I got lucky with the placement, she probably wasn't expecting me to do this.

I knew she'd bum-rush me. I know your lore dumbass. Butcher.

If she thought she was gona get a fight, she deadass retarded.

''I- Uhhh, I know that you and she have a past. You probably know most of the things that I also know about but I also know some things that you don't. Put away your swords, judge if it is worth killing me after I speak.''

''Also it looks like we tied didn't it? Bang.''

I do a little movement as if I shot with my finger gun.

COME ON. Bite the bait, it's my only chance. Cmon, cmon, cmo-

She backs off a little and puts her swords away.

YEEEEEEES. YEEEEEEEES. These bitches are stupid as fuck. Winner!

It has now been 30 minutes, and I've gone down a Texas downward spiral I didn't know imaginable. Hoe crazier than the bastards that drew futanari ''art'' back on Earth, you sick fucks. Actual gay cope, seethe and mald.

However as I've realized, the people of Terra are fucking short aren't they? Whether it be Kal, her med team, and now Lappland.

Asian height having asses, wonder if they also got them 5 cm Asian dicks when it comes to the men. Actual proof of western superiority.

Checkmate globalists, we will never be equal Subhanallah, Mashallah!

WAIT, am I also ASIAN? The middle east is truly fucked up yo...

While I'm having my identity crises Lappland continues to go on and on and on... At least she is smiling and has stopped trying to carve my flesh.

Can we finish this already? But I'm scared, she might go back to trying to turn me into shish kebab if I attempt to change subjects. I would have never thought that I would ever say this in my life but.

Literally anyone, The Doctor, Kal, please. Fucking save me.

I've opened pandora's box and it won't fucking close.

She does seem kinda happy. Just said something about me also realizing just how great Texas is? I've been filtering out her voice for a while now and have been responding with auto-generated responses, but if I would refute this I feel like we'll be back to square one so...

Yeah nah, I've had enough, my brain is gona melt if I don't make her shut the fuck up.

''-and that's why Texas-''

A tired tone seeps out of my mouth, I don't even care anymore.

''Ok Lappland, I know, I know, but I am tired, could we please continue this another time, I still have my schedule with 'tsit.''

''Wait, you actually do? I still don't believe that, I was just keeping you around since you seemed to know some things about Texas.''

I see, I see. Take me now sweat death.

''You are an interesting one, I'll keep guard right here, just in case you are lying. I don't want to lose my job after all.''

Nah never mind, false alarm.

Now what the fuck do I do, at least my life isn't in imminent danger.

My head still fucking hurts, it's covered in blood, my hair feels mushy under the visor and it smells like blood. I am so happy.

''It is like around 2 AM, really? Are you really doing this? Fine.

Let me rest, my head still hurts thanks to a certain someone.''

So I just go to the wall, lean on it, and shut my eyes. I'm tired ok?

The adrenaline has worn off at this point and I feel like I want to die.

I barely remember what she even said in those past 30 minutes, all the keywords I can remember are about either Texas or the little ''Fight'' that we had in the corridor.

She actually believed the little lie I said at the end about it being a tie huh? Great. Incredible. In the grand scheme of things, it doesn't matter, but it is a burden nonetheless, another lie that I have to keep now.

Something something how strong I must be to not even flinch?

Bro... I was literally frozen in shock, and the little finger guns were just for fucking show. Why? How? How did she believe that?

This bitch really fucking crazy, I'm so disturbed to the core.

After a few more minutes I am SAVED, THANK THE LORD.

Kal'tsit came back. Said something to Lappland, but I only managed to hear little bits like:

''You shouldnt...He is...We will talk about this later...Leave.''

At this point, I really am on my last straws, like I'm talking 1 hour left before I pass out yet again, at least it is due to different reasons compared to my other unlucky losses of consciousness.

So I can barely register the fact that Kal'tsit dragged me to the experimental clinic, conducted some tests, and left me in the clinic to recover. Once I get it back all together I am once again in a hospital bed.

I'm starting to see a fucking pattern here.

I don't wanna think anymore, just let the merciless sleep envelop me tonight, I'll face the consequences of my actions tomorrow.