2New Fanfic, I know I haven't uploaded on the other two, but I ain't writing for money so I'm gonna write what I want to write, and I just got an idea that I wanted to write about.
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Chapter 1 ~ R.O.B
'In the emptiness that is the void of the Omniverse'
In the utter blackness of nowhere in some part of the Omniverse you can see, at least to anyone with 3rd dimensional mortal levels of comprehension, is a bright 20 foot radius Sphere of colorful lights, just seemingly floating there in the emptiness.
'Hmm it seems Erza is going to be fine, as well as the kid I dropped off to Ao In exchange for a favor….let's make another one' was what the R.O.B., or Random Omnipotent Being is currently thinking, already deciding to pick another victi- lucky winner.
'Might as well, to insure that I have a backup show if the other two end up dead or being boring,' fully into the idea, he thought an bringing someone dead and all of a sudden a boy of around 2 meters drop onto the 'floor' giving off the sound of *thump*.
ROB 'looked' down at the bewildered boy, who was scrambling up to his feet, quickly looking in every direction in utter fear, who had brown eyes and hair, looking quite pale.
He didn't quite understand why most humans who come here have an instant sensations of fear and panic when they arrive, seriously there is literally nothing here, it's not like there's a dragon here waiting to devour him or this nowhere filled with oceans of corrosive acid.
Well he suppose he could use Omnipotence to attain the information why that is, but well, it didn't really matter, it didn't actually feel motivated enough to do it, as well as the fact that it would just be incredibly boring.
Finally the lucky winner has at last noticed the rather large orb in the 'sky' that is himself, It seems it was time to get the stage set for the upcoming show.
The Boy's Perspective
'WHERE THE HELL AM I?!', I desperately whirled my head around the area in the sea of blackness, the sheer feeling of WRONGNESS this place gave off, it was utterly suffocating.
Add to the fact that a truck literally rammed into him on a sidewalk, dropping into what appears to be a black hole, and the suffocating pressure from it, and you get a recipe of a human that is ready to nearly cry and scream with his speeding heart to jump ship.
Another think that disturbed him was the fact he had no clothing, though oddly enough he can't get a sense of touch, as well as he can't sense if it is cold or hot here, as well as the missing...equipment, just a blank spot.
It took him a moment before spotting a pretty large sphere of colors that honestly looked pleasing to the eyes, the first pleasant thing since dropping in here a second ago.
"...So you are done scrambling around like a headless chicken, human?" A bored, old man's voice said...from the circle of shifting colors, questioning me.
If you were to look at my face you would notice my eyes glazed over, with the mind not being any different from the expression.
"...are you God?" I asked a bit fearfully, since that seemed to be the most likely answer, seeing as a 25,000 pound vehicle hit me at full speed, arrived in an unnaturally empty void, and...something of a mix of different blends of beautiful colors shifting above me.
"...I mean, I guess?, technically, though probably not the one you are thinking of, since I never made any effort to be worshipped, though I am known in your universe as one of the R.O.B.s," said the now young girl's voice with... I don't know how to correctly say this, with power? That is the closest that I can think of.
I don't think I can properly describe it, all I can definitely say is that no human can naturally sound like that, be it their natural voice or with any voice altering device.
But what really got my blood flowing was the fact it claimed it was a R.O.B. More specifically a Random Omnipotent Being, which most of the time they are bad news,...basically on the same lines as an eldritch abomination, it most of the time will be a bad thing with a special occasion a 'ok' thing.
Steeling my nerves, I asked the obvious question, "...why did you bring me here,"
It merely chuckled, or well I think it did, it kinda sounded like when the microphone squeals at high pitch on repeat and on louder volume setting, in other words, a little more and my ears will bleed, as I tightly hold my hands on my ears in the attempt to block the noise.
"Well I brought you here for just one thing...for my entertainment!," Rob answered in an old woman's voice, in an ever present bored tone, though now there was an obvious addition of joy and excitement added onto it.
I inwardly sighed, as soon as it said he was a ROB, it was basically guaranteed all he wanted was to get the boredom off of it for a while,...if he even had that long to be entertainment.
"...ok...so how are we doing this? Are you gonna be like a genie that grants me a wish within reason? Or are you just gonna throw me as I am,...please don't just throw me as I am, I can guarantee that I won't be that entertaining just by myself" I nervously stated, looking up at it anxiously
Like seriously, if I'm going to fucked up worlds like Re:Zero or Worm, or just places completely out of my league like DBZ or DC I would want SOMETHING, hell, I would even take just plain super strength that doubles my strength than nothing.
"Hmm well I am going to give you something, though despite your beliefs it WOULD actually be entertaining if I sent you as you are, though only for a short while before I would grow bored after everyone keeps going insane from seeing you," Rob offhandedly stated in a laid back tone, in fact I can imagine it waving a hand up and down in dismissal if I imagine it enough.
My mind paused on that answer, and not really sure what he meant, "how would seeing me cause insanity? Or is it just you calling me ugly?," while he wasn't exactly a top rated model, he wasn't all that bad looking if only around average in his opinion.
"Well, if you were to go to places like One Piece or Code Geass then it would be only entertaining in a short run, before it gets boring for me watching a 4th dimensional being residing in a 3rd dimension universe," Rob explained plainly in a what now sounded like a 3 year old boy.
My mind blanked, "what the hell do you mean 4th dimensional being, I'll have you know I did not in fact live all my life at the exact same time, I don't think I would be able to be frightened in situations where I am not in danger otherwise," I yelled exasperated, while it would be very stupid to anger a what basically amounts to God, it seemed that this one is just so laid back it wouldn't bother erasing me from reality.
The sphere seemed to dim and brighten a few times, sort of giving me an impression that it's blinking, "Oh, right, ok that's only true in your dimension, which I guess we can call it Alpha Earth, in your universe there is only 11 dimensions while if you go far enough into the void you will find that in some parts of it, it's 12 dimensional, like let's say you were to be on DxD the Time Dimension is at the 5th level while they are on the 3rd, though to them it is still on 4th level, not aware of a one below time and still above theirs, so to them if they were to compare you to someone from their universe they would describe you something on the lines like, 'someone made you, and then didn't stop making you', so the lesser minds are likely to break down as they can't really comprehend you, which is why I was already gonna change your body to match the universe you would be going to, though there are exceptions such as Harry Potter or MCU where you would remain as you are," as the, now middle age British woman voiced, circle finally finished.
"..." I just stood there, just soaking in and digesting the absolute info dump that just happened to drop on me, as for the extra dimension that I would be in depending on the universe?
Although by the time he finally finished understanding the information he remembered something else back a minute ago about what Rob was going to give him until the conversation got off track.
"...so how will this ability gain work? And what world are you sending me to," I would honestly prefer to choose for myself, since then I would be able to decide which ability I can exploit, like if he can he would get something like Absolute Condition, since abilities like Omnipotence, Omniscient, or literally almost any Omni abilities is just gonna be off limits, same for the nigh-.
The shifting colors sphere just hovered, slightly lifted and lowered up and down, "Well, here's a thing, I'm technically deciding for both, with basically just minimal effort on my parts, so I'm next gonna do it like this" as all of the sudden a table appeared out of nowhere directly in front of me with no sound, build up, or warning.
Failing to properly jump back, I fell on my ass, placed a hand on my chest, and breathing slowly in and out trying to calm my heart down, and looked back onto the wood oak table which had two things on it.
One of the items was a…odd looking die, and I said that because first off there were so many sides on it, like literally, I see the number 51 on one of the sides, and what's more was that it looked uneven, so I could probably guess that there wasn't an even number to it.
The other number was literally a red button that had the word random on it,...and looking at the two items I literally have no clue what this was supposed to mean other the fact it was suppose to help decide on the ability or abilities I would get and what world I would go.
"...so what am I looking at" I asked, as I was not going to assume my theory, for all I know this could just be that this will range from deciding what age I'm going to becoming an animal.
"It is what you thought it was, the die over here is what you are going to roll to decide one of the 78 worlds I have prepared for you, I didn't know what universe I wanted for you to start out in so I decided to just wing it" it answered, now a old irish man voice, sounded quite proud of itself for coming of this idea.
Ignoring the fact it just read my mind, I felt myself pale slightly, swallowed, and asked the obvious next question, "and the random button?" despite seeing where this was going, and dreading the inevitable answer.
"ROBs like me, in the Omniverse seem fine with allowing their source of entertainment to choose the abilities they want, along with the world, with the exceptions where they pick the world or the abilities themselves, or even both, but here and right now, I am going to this a little different, something I don't believe i have seen any other ROB do, I am literally going to use your world's Random Superpower Wiki button, to choose 5 abilities for me" the ROB exclaimed, in a snobbish russian girl voice.
...While not exactly seeing this coming completely this was basically what I was imagining, and in some cases this is worse.
A complete gamble
The result for me, apparently I am getting five, abilities can be something completely amazingly bullshit or complete and utter shit, "...is there any ruling to this?" I need something to work with, a failsafe net that will catch me if my luck fails me.
"Hmmm, I suppose I should place some here, otherwise this can quickly turn messy,...alright first off, high level shit is going to be ignored, so things like Divinity Manipulation or Concept Absorption, you might as well as forget them, as even if you get them on here then I'm just going to replace it with something else," the ROB explained the first of the rules, the strange thing was this was the most serious as he got here.
While that sucked, I did not expect anything else, it would just be complete stupidity to expect a high dimension being to just give you god class power from the start,...unless it lessens your boredom even more.
"Second, I actually want to enjoy watching you improve and have an adventure, so abilities so useless or utterly undesirable like Bubble Breath or Waste Manipulation will be treated just the same as the abilities mentioned in rule 1, I don't think I have to state that this favors you more than it does for me" and, surprisingly, still in a russian girl's voice.
To be honest, I felt massive amounts of relief from hearing this, with the addition from this rule he didn't have to worry about shitty abilities with no use whatsoever, although this rule doesn't apply to shitty abilities that actually had small amounts of use, hopefully this rule also applies to powers that are munda-
"By the way if you get something like Enhanced Singing or Succubus Physiology I am sooo keeping it for shits and giggles as THAT will be entertaining," as the ROB sounded absolutely amused at the idea.
GODDAMMIT, I gritted my teeth in frustration, this meant that things like Magical Girl Physiology or Cuteness Detection is well within range.
Grumpingly to myself I ask a question to something it said that striked me so odd, "why 78 worlds?" as that seemed to be a weird number to stop at, which also explains the weirdly shaped die's shape.
"Meh I originally wanted to have something like a hundred as an option, but got stuck on 78, so here we are, though it might change when you come back for the next world." it mused, jumping slightly up and down in the hair.
"Wait wait, hold up,...what do you mean next time, aren't I just being sent to a world." I asked, starting to feel panic swell up, this was not on the non-existent contract!
"Well ya, basically I'm going to do something similar to the Jump Chain thing I saw some other ROBs do, I wanted to try something similar, so basically here's a thing, everytime you come back from a world alive, finished an arc or an equivalent of it, you get one of your abilities Upgraded, Replaced, or Altered in some way, you can't ever have more than 5 abilities, though just so you know if you die you end up back here, and if you finish all 100 worlds, you basically free to do whatever you want, as by that point, you might as well be omnipotent if you aren't already one," ROB spoke in the serious tone,...in a drunken old man voice, no way that he didn't do that on purpose..
This...This was actually a great deal, no, in fact this was amazing, as this basically guarantees that I will eventually become a god, although this doesn't stop me from being scared of the fact that there is a strong possibility that I will die or suffer large amounts of pain.
Nervously I step towards the table that will decide how well I will do in the first world I will arrive, lifted up my shaking finger.
I could feel myself shaking all over, taking a deep breath, "here comes the first," and pressed down on the button.
All of a sudden, as soon as he pressed the button a wide holographic screen appeared where words were appearing and going in a fast paced, way too fast to be read by me.
Until it stopped on one
Technology Generation
To be honest, I honestly wasn't sure if this was good or not, oh don't get me wrong being able to create tech is amazing, especially in the fact that I don't actually have to have the knowledge how to make it myself.
How do I know this? Apparently when the ability board stopped scrolling and landed on this ability, another holographic panel opened up to my right, displaying Capabilities, Application, Limitations, all on display.
"Just to be clear here, you can't make iron man suits, you can't make the Element Starkium, or make the Omnitrix, you CAN however make modern technology, like an oven, fridge, tv, hell you can even make a satellites, though good luck getting that up there without materials to make a rocket, to iPhones, although I will say Nuclear Bombs are out no matter how much you train with the ability" Rob quickly said to me
Yeah I kinda assumed that, I mean he already said that he doesn't want me to have too big of an jump, nuclear weapons from the start would've just make some of the universe a walk in the park, although he said modern weaponry, and mentioned the bomb, so I'm inclined to believe that weaponry is an option
"Yes you could, weapons are well within your limits to make, so an easy money maker for you as well as weapon supply," the colorful orb that is the ROB answered.
From what I can read from this panel in the application section,I am capable of Technological Aura which is a fancy way of saying I can surround myself in tech, so imagine making enormous medieval shields to block attacks, or instead create numerous swords or guns and just let them stab or shoot at his foes.
Instant Armor, creating vehicles, or just straight up using a bunch of small nanobots to move through the air just like the villain in Hero 6, where...Yokai? Used a bunch of nanobots to put him in the air by holding him up.
Another is Technological Blast though it isn't as interesting as the first one but honestly is a good choice for brute force, since one of the ways to do it is basically create a oceans amount of nanobots and basically make it act like a tsunami, ya that will give of a lot of force.
Though that currently isn't an option, as nanobots isn't modern tech, but is an option that will be available to me the more I master this power through the technique Micromachine Generation alongside the other lovely technique Robot Creation.
Nodding to myself, I felt good about this one, it would definitely be useful, this already opened up a lot of options and of the other four abilities are shitty then he at least had this available to him to rely on,
Feeling a lot more confident, he turned back to the button and pressed on it again, just like before the screen above me, in between me and ROB started scrolling through too fast to be able to catch any words, until once again it stopped.
Art Generation
Apparently because of my first lucky role, karma reeled it's ugly head, my eye twitching as I heard the guy above giggle in a voice in an odd combination of both male and female like a madman.
Hoping that it actually gives something to him other than a way to vent his imagination, and sadly only seeing that he can generate music, stitchings, pictures, and writing in what I assumed is poems or something.
I was starting to think this was actually karma giving me the bad for the good luck earlier, it doesn't help that this also has generation as part of its name.
Sighing, I once more pressed the button as soon as Rob was able to actually watch, as he is currently laughing his ass off.
After a minute or so, he did, and the process began once more, the words were shifting, the screen was glowing, and once more it landed, hopefully something far more useful.
Cocoon Generation
...Fuck off
Ah, there goes the Rob losing himself in his laughter, as I can feel my anger boil over, I apparently took up all my luck in the first roll.
"By the way, WHY THE FUCK ARE ALL OF THEM ABOUT GENERATION, I THOUGHT YOU SAID THIS WAS SET TO RANDOM," initially I wanted to hold it in, but then I decided to fuck it because I needed to vent right now.
"HAHA IT- AHAHHAA IS- AHAHA,, HAHAHAHA, WHI-PFFFTCh IS WHY HOHOHOAGAGA THIS MAKES THIS SO MUCH MORE HILARIOUS HAHAHA," as Rob just continued to laugh, the orb by this pointed was just flashing between mostly gold to red to orange and back to gold, all the while shifting voices.
Taking a moment, if you were to look at him, you would see an irritated scowl,...to be honest it could be worse, it IS actually better than Art Generation, believe or not, spider silk is actually incredibly tough, the only reason it's so fragile is just how small they are, so I could probably make one that are rope size that would make excellent rope.
Pushing down an headache-inducing frustration, I pressed on the button again, praying to God, or the Rob in front of me, I'm not being particularly picky, to actually give a could, preferably one without the generation.
Personal Space-Time
"…"
"...Reroll, too early for that shit"
While annoyed I'm not allowed to have it, it made sense since this shit actually have access to Spatial and Time Manipulation, as well as teleportation, technically being untouchable, and I can see why Rob rejected it'd and pressed the button, though secretly prayed to both of the higher dimensional beings again, seeing as THIS was the result.
Silk Magic
…at least isn't wasn't another generation one, I gritted my teeth hearing Rob once more giggling, as I grumpily looked through the panel for the magic.
Well bad new was the fact anyone with magic immunity is going to be at most annoyed with it, but anyway, not good against fire, doesn't work on Anti-Magic areas, apparently my magic uses an existing string, so if I have no string I can't do shit.
Though what caught my eye was the Spell Casting on the Application side of things, and looking through it I had...mixed feelings.
I'm basically Harry Potter that just came to hogwarts, I have magic, a magic wand which is my strings, but literally no knowledge whatsoever to do any spells, so I either have to be very simple with my spells, go through trial and error and hope I don't blow up, or find a silk magic user tutor or one that teaches to understand magic as the string could just act like a wand to magic.
As for the other option is Application, it's called Silk Manipulation,...it basically surpasses Cocoon Generation in every way that you could imagine, and using this i can be somewhat like a ripoff version of Doflamingo if he were to use silk instead.
Thoroughly disappointed, which my mood only worsened after what Rob said, "So can you be considered a human spider now? Because honestly what are the chances of you getting two abilities so closely aligned with each other," it said in so much amusement.
Ignoring it as much as I can, I pressed on the button for the, at least I believe it to be, the final time for this time.
Archangel Physiology
Seeing the name of this ability I knew it was inevitable that I had to reroll, but that did not stop me from trying to, and failing, to guilt trip him, which is what I was going to do, but-.
"Ha ha ha, no, reroll, this is quite possibly the last thing that you will ever receive, but ya...press it," Rob said, with the tone that left me with no room to speak off.
Sighing in sadness I turned down the button and pressed it down, which could be the last time unless something OP comes up again.
Heartbeat Empowerment
While that didn't sound anything groundbreaking at first, considering the fact the power comes from the fact that I would get stronger and faster the faster my hearts gave me all sorts of things from Enhanced Stamina to Regeneration.
Which is why I have no doubt in my mind that this feeling that I was currently feeling was the Rob deadpanning.
"...Again," and I can tell he sounded annoyed, not wanting to somehow increase that annoyance to something far more dangerous like anger I pressed down on the button, words once more spinned and stopped at the power.
Qutrub Physiology
"...you know what, sure, why the hell not, become a Arabian Werewolf, just be glad I'm giving you a human form, else you be stuck as an ugly ass, undead furry," right now the once calmly color shifting sphere was for first time twitching dim and lighted colors, I'm assuming it's it's version of eye twitching, although I am entirely grateful for the human form as I suppressed a grimace.
Looking down at the Qutrub Physiology, and honestly looked pleased with what I saw, as it gave me Enhanced Speed, Durability, and Strength, Disease Immunity, to even Lightning Bruiser.
Honestly this wasn't so bad, good even, the worst about this one is the fact it's comparable to a ghoul and the fact corpses are now edible.
"Alright then, now roll again," Rob stated, in an American accent voiced by a young man, I can tell he was still annoyed.
I blinked a few times, "umm what for, I already got five abilities," I wasn't sure if he was giving me another one out of pity or did he just change his mind about the last one and want me to get a new one.
"Hn Cocoon Generation now has proved to be utterly irrelevant and pointless as you now have Silk Magic, I am having you reroll it," it said, it was most certainly grumpy.
I was surprised, that is rather...generous for any kind Rob seriously, but like hell I'm going to ruin it by asking him why, that could just make it want to take back the suggestion, as I pressed down on the button for god knows how many more times.
Block Pillar Projection
This wasn't far from the most normal thing here, that is basic but will prove to be useful to me from offense to defense to utility.
"Alright then, you now have you Superpowers that are: Technology Generation, Art Generation, Silk Magic, Qutrub Physiology, and Block Pillar Projection, now it is time for you to roll for you what will be your current home universe," Rob stated formerly to me, 'looking', how do I know that?, curiously on the die on the table, that should not be able to balance itself.
Gulping I took the surprisingly light die, held it on my hand for a second, and threw it to the table, and watched as, somehow, it landed on one of the numbers.
21
The Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood
I could stare helplessly at the 11th, or at this point 12th, dimensional being at the world he was sending me to, like I tried channeling my inner Qutrub to give a puppy eye look, it's demeaning, but can you blame me?
"...C'mon, do you REALLY want to send me to a world where basically God will punish any one that breaks his rules via ripping certain parts of your body, where there is a dictatorship that is controlled by a group that are literally trying to commit multimillion genocide for their souls so that one guy can eat God?" I tried channeling the eyes as much as I could muster, trying to change my fate.
But it was inevitable, as I was not in fact Naruto or Izuku...though the last one is probably just because of Eri.
The sphere glowed in malicious ruby red, which I can fully tell was filled with sadistic amusement and excitement that at this point it became overwhelming to my sense as I felt as if something was pressing down on me.
Until that is without being able to speak another world as I fell into the newly made whole Rob probably created, "FUCK YOU," is the last thing I say before everything black with the last thing I hear is laughter.
I am quite proud of what I wrote, this story has got me motivated to write more, in fact this is my longest chapter/prologue that I have ever written
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