Be me
Hold a meeting of the highest stakes for my fucking life
Something happened mid-meeting and now I can't remember
?
Profit
No matter how much I try to remember I just can't seem to grasp what the hell happened in there 3 days ago.
Almost as if my brain was suddenly disconnected from my body.
Everything is foggy as shit.
The best I can remember was how Amiya somehow peeked into my mind despite me trying to block her, figuring out some of my inner thoughts and choosing to keep me alive.
Why? You saw into my mind, shouldn't you have killed me right then and there if you actually knew what I thought of Terra as a whole?
Finished reading the paper in my hands, and signing it.
Or did she not?
Did she possibly only see into a fraction of my mind that led to her thinking I was something else entirely?
Signed this paper as well. Put it near the huge paper stack.
Holy shit the stack looks just like the twin towers but made out of paper
Would be a shame if a mischievous creature with whimsical tendencies were to ram it with a paper plane.
''-Az-''
My thoughts are getting jumbled up again.
I hate this, why couldn't I have just been granted a healthy body?
I'm in a motherfucking Isekai and motherfuckers didn't give me jack shit.
I swear to Allah, I know gods and mythical beings exist on Terra.
If it was one of them that brought me here I am going to give my all to fucking destroy them. Pieces of shit.
Now I have to re-adjust all my plans due to Amiya's bullshittery.
This is why it isn't a good idea to be around the main characters.
''He- -ych''
Someone is calling out to me, I think?
But I can't answer them right now, I need to make up a contingency plan.
With where I am now, stacking papers-
Oh, this is the last one? Put it on the finished papers pile as well.
I need to also deal with management, and fix my reputation issues at the same time, while still guiding R.I.
How the fuck did we end up her-
''AZMYCH!''
I jump out of my chair out of anger and fear.
'' WHAT? WHO? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT? I AM DOING SOMETHI-''
''Oh... It's just you Doc... Don't fucking, scare me like that.''
Here I can see the fruits of my little pep talk that we did before the meeting. She recoils slightly but stands her ground.
Instead of caving into the fear she is at least fighting to assert herself.
Color me impressed. I can still read through her efforts though.
Train for another 500 years before you face me, woman.
However I already knew this, I had heard the rumors.
Apparently after locking herself inside her room for 1 day and refusing to come out; She had come out a different woman, slightly more confident in herself, not having panic attacks, and just generally a bit happier.
It wasn't much, apparently, still struggling in the social department but a slight improvement is still an improvement.
Now I have just confirmed the rumors with my own eyes.
I hadn't talked to her on purpose for a few days, literally refusing to engage in conversation to test her new merits.
Call me cruel, this is the way I do things.
''Uhhh, O-ok... How have you been handling the assistant position?''
Why are you like this? I clearly do NOT want to talk to you right now.
Read the fucking room. I'm gonna lose it I swear to Lord Almighty.
''If I had to be honest? If you count out the times when I simply collapse and stop functioning due to the absolute state that is my physical body, I have been handling it quite well. I am getting better at translating things.''
I motion to the stack of papers
''Just finished today's load of papers. Swear to god ya'll need to move to a digital system. Actually, that's what I suggest. Next time you meet Kal press her to make this change. Where do you all even get this much paper? I haven't seen many trees. Surely it's cheaper to use digital means to handle the information flow?''
I need to shut her up, I can't have her digging into what happened with me 3 days ago.
I know how observant you are. I know how terrifying you can be.
You yourself do not even realize this, shame you have amnesia.
We could have worked much, much better together if you had your memories.
Well, I guess we are kinda in the same boat. If Kal's report is to be believed. And that is why I think the most possible answer to my issue of not being able to remember the meeting are the brain issues I got.
Can't remember a meeting if you have lost your memories.
Just gotta believe in my luck and hope that is really what happened.
''However yeah, good to see that you have improved.''
''I knew you'd make it out, just gotta trust the plan y'know?''
I didn't know shit. It was just an educated guess as to the personality she has shown so far, social clues, and info I got from game lore.
I really am testing my limits at this point, sometimes that's exactly what you need to surpass the barriers in your life...
NAHHHH MAN. I HAVE BECOME WHAT I SWORE TO DESTROY.
I sound like a motherfucking SENTIMENTALIST. HELL NO.
This ain't acceptable. Sentimentalism has corrupted me.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
We spent the rest of our time in the office, talking yet again.
It was almost like my outburst before had never happened.
Truly a weird individual, even I would have at least tried to test someone if they blew up like that at me, but no.
We just talked like usual, I couldn't read any sadness or fear.
Is she crazy some something? Possibly, if my little speech broke her.
Nah. Doesn't seem like it. She even sounds happier than usual.
Did she take like 500 grams of estrogen pills?
Do estrogen pills even exist in Terra?
If they do, are there femboys in Terra?
Oh, wait, yes there are.
Wasn't there like a trap bunny character?
I am going to blow my fucking brains out. Can I just stop going down theoreticals for one day, please?
We talked for like 30 minutes, over the course of which I told her how she could be more confident in herself and be a more charismatic leader.
It's happening fellas, I'm finna turn the Doc into a tomboy from her pathetic state now, we will achieve greatness.
WISH ME LUCK!
Damn.
I sound like a mad Coomer.
Well, I shall find a suitable justification later to ease my mind.
Our talks got cut short because different operators walked into the office for various reasons.
But they weren't shocked.
They had already known that I would be here.
I really need one of the R.I phones,
I wanna see what fucking goes on knockoff Twitter. Funny bird app in Terra. Now that would be game-changing for this world.
So being the responsible assistant that I am.
I did my job and helped them with their silly requests while the Doc did actual important stuff.
Sign some documents.
Change their schedules.
Arrange some meetings.
Damn, this job is actually nice.
I don't feel bored and it gives me the chance to get into contact with various operators which opens up TONS of opportunities for me as I can improve my gutted reputation, earn trust and further my cause.
If only I could actually stay awake the entire time.
I have to take annual breaks lest my body breaks down from exhaustion.
The absolute state that is me, amazing.
All was going well till an encounter cut our work short.
One of the operators actually just wouldn't calm the fuck down, demanding that they need to see the Doctor for "Personal Reasons" that do not concern me?
They were like a fucking, bull-man?
The funny thing was he was just SLIGHTLY taller than me.
That was actually what surprised me the most, not the fact that he was almost going to trample me.
The man was like 182? Damn.
I had gotten so used to looking down on people that I forgot that tall people exist in this world.
Wait... That sounds important. I swear to god that was important lore.
The beginning of a side story? I think.
Too late now, shit was 20 minutes ago.
They already left the office.
I'll just take my chances the next time they come around when I actually remember what the hell was up with that.
I think it was something to do with Kar- Kalr-, whatever the fuck.
The peace and quiet due to the now empty office were greatly appreciated as well. Thanks, Bull-man.
I actually had a chance to open a song on my headphones.
What you gonna do? No one is here to stop me.
Boot it up, "Empire by Ampersand"
And with that, my work speed doubled.
I work way faster when listening to music. At this point, I might be addicted to listening to music. God damn, became a junkie...
I thought my work had ended when I finished the papers.
Actually, no.
I was also meant to clean the office and guide the operators when Doc wasn't in said office.
Explains how they could leave their workstation in the game and wander out with 0 consequences.
If only I had such a luxury
It is now around...
Check the time.
5.47 PM
Damn, she has been gone for 3 hours.
I spent the entire day dealing with the retarded shenanigans of operators while waiting for her to come back.
It confirmed my suspicions.
The strife was real, the disunity was showing. While on the outside it may not seem like it, from their requests and complaints it was easy to see weaknesses forming.
My favorite part of all this was the faces of each and every operator when they would walk into the office;
most of them wanted to see the Doctor, only to be greeted by my retarded ass, telling them that she wasn't here and I would handle their requests. Amazing...
I think I might be developing something.
You know sadists? People, that feel pleasure from hurting others?
I think I might be developing something similar but instead, it's pleasure from confusing and disorienting others.
Am I the asshole? This is going on Reddit when I go back to Earth.
If i ever can.
Their fucking faces of sheer confusion, disgust, and horror. Whether it be because they didn't expect me to be alone, actually working, or because I was acting polite and helping them. Get fucked assholes.
IT JUST FELT RIGHT.
Call it payback for the hell I had to go through in Terra on its people.
This place wouldn't be so shit if you weren't retarded and intelligent instead, you fucking unevolved monkeys.
I am enjoying this new job.
I don't get why people hate office jobs so much.
Let this be a lesson to the people back on Earth.
I will add this to my tale, New book by me will be released when I get back on earth and share my shenanigans.
((No one will believe me))
People tend to do things.
Which reminds me, what the fuck is up with people.
50, 50 OPERATORS have come into the office today.
No fucking wonder in the game the Doctor never has any time to work and is always tired.
I would be too if I had to deal with 50 hyper-autists daily.
I need to resolve this issue fast.
Drastic measures will be implemented, I have decided.
Call it 1984, I will fix this by force.
Streamline it, maybe get more assistants that will do management so that the Doctor has time to deal with Operators.
I need her to bond with the operators, she is the glue for the model I will try to make R.I. into...
Because aren't there 2 very simple ways to unite a peoples?
You either get them a charismatic leader that can satisfy them.
Or...
You get a common enemy so great that they have no choice but to unite together in an effort to bring said enemy down...
Crack.
Whoops, cracked the pencil I was holding. My bad.
Check the time. Shift is over.
I need to go to HR.
Get my new keycard and communication device that I was promised.
This is workable, my fears of being found out were for naught.
I haven't been killed yet, who knows?
Maybe they haven't figured it out after all.