Chapter 1 - Amon OR weak sword
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It's been a year since I arrived here.
It is a way bigger universe than Moth's world, and can even be considered to be a few galaxies sized. I directly went for the planet with the strongest auras, of course.
I didn't get any subtler, but with my previous experience, it wasn't too hard to take control of this universe. I just had to get strong enough.
Everyone looks at me with a terrified air and I love that feeling…
I'm now rank 41 and the Overgod of this world!
To get back to how that title came to be, it's due to how religious the intelligent population in this universe is.
The strongest are revered and prayed to, and they get some power of faith through it. They are considered literal living gods. On the other side, those praying get a few benefits in exchange for their faith.
The Overgod is basically the strongest god. While most of the strong ones that are considered gods became atheists and do not pray to those stronger than them, it doesn't stop the strongest from being at the top of the hierarchy.
I happened today to "come down" a city, walking in the streets to show off a bit. What use is power if you can't use it?
Well, now that everyone is looking at me, this is what I think: It seems there are country bumpkins everywhere…
A child turns to me.
-Hey kid, what are you doing here? Where are your parents?
I don't even look young, even this body is over its 20s! If you don't respect me, I won't respect you either, f**k it!
I spit a great classical work:
-Mirror!
-Uh?
-Ha ha, you didn't understand my retort of a level of maturity you'll never reach!
-…
While I am clearly petty, I am not petty enough to get offended by a young kid that doesn't know better.
I still wish I could understand how you can call kid a fully grown adult.
-Oh, and by the way, you're not older than me…
-Eh, what makes you so full of yourself? I am fourteen years old!
-Pff, I am more than sixty-five years old.
-Rubbish!
-Of course no!
-Well, and, well I am in the SUPER Abyss Sect!
-I took control of this world in a year! Gotcha!
-And I… And I… Well I got a cool sword!
-I master magic in all its shapes, being runic or spells! I even have laws!
-Well…
He seems a bit depressed…
-I'm called Amon, so…
Amon really seems pretty depressed.
-I am Amon, and...
Just as I lost all interest in this conversation and was in auto trashtalk mode... Just as I was about to insult him in Russian... Now I'm suddenly interested!
I don't hesitate to ask THE question everyone is asking themselves!
-Amon as in Tokyo Ghoul?
-Tokyo what?
Asks Amon to me with that typical lack of understanding the MCs too weak to break the 4th wall all got.
He has black hairs… So it's totally possible for him to be Amon in younger.
-Hmm… Are there ghouls where you're coming from?
I ask him with that typical look of the transmigrator who came across a test subject.
-Ghouls? What is it?
-… Forget.
He just destroyed the ambiance in four words… at least use a 5th f**k it!
I try to resume the conversation:
-And what about your "cool" sword?
-Ha ha! You see my sword is too cool!
-…
Seriously, is his goal to literally s**t on my face every 3 minutes?
-No but I can't know if your sword is REALLY cool if I don't see it…
-Hehe! I'll show it to you if you kowtow to me 150 times while l*****g my shoes and calling me 'Amon-sama'!
Do you know that NPC trigger sound in Metal Gear Solid?
It's about what's happening in my head.
-Eeehhh, you already ate pills, uh?
I manipulate my addiction law! For this law, pills to augment cultivation are not different from any d**g. Cultivators are of course addicted to using them, so as long as I am strong enough, it is no problem to use my law to bend him to my will.
-Now, do 150,000 kowtows, clean the sole of my shoes, and say me 'Moar-sama nya'!
I take a big breath, before adding in that one breath:
-Hehe! The Thailand trip, the cat ears, and the tail are on the house!
[…]
-This sword's s**t.
Not only its edge is so blunt it can't even cut a chicken, but on top of that, it can't release flames to grill chicken wings…
Its only not-bad aspect is its guard shaped like a half-moon and the spirit living inside, but I can do that with my little finger…
Well, at least, the spirit taught me that once the plot fog would be lifted quite a few interesting things would happen, but well.
-Useless.
I say as my shoes are so clean that his tongue is starting to slowly dig into the sole. But his tongue isn't the only thing digging, a force implies an adverse reaction, and the sole had his tongue bleed.
-Well, that will do. Oh, and don't forget to wash the blood, now!
[…]
Amon wakes up in a sweat, panting in his bed.
He had a nightmare.
His last memory of this nightmare was strangely clear, but there were quite a few signs indicating it was a dream. For example, in his dream, he was DELIGHTED to do these shameful things and was even longing to have more, it couldn't possibly happen in real life.
Amon shivers…
He gets up from his bed and closes the window. It won't make the room any hotter, but at least, it'll stop it from getting colder… It's so cold that his tongue feels heavy and hard to move.
..
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It's not a certain franchise of movies, but…
Amon will return.
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###Report n°2: UltroHub###
>> Calculating the best way to execute the plan "Ultron will rule the world with p**n"…
>> Arranging tasks…
>> Learning how to create a website…
>> Estimating if it's possible to automatically generate content...
>> Connecting to all webcam-making factories in Nyggloth…
>> Editing webcam designs to add spying function…
>> Creating a p**n website…
>> Long term objective set: accumulating voyeur p**n content from people through webcams.
###End of Report###
- Writer
