Proto Hype? Chapter 19: End of Beginning, a Prototype + X-overs Crossover fanfic

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Running Path Cluster #05 Sub-Path [Secure MS Zeta].

Step 01: Retrieve Satur-Nite Micro-Factory from Omni-Bracelet.
Step 02: Insert device into the terminal to initiate production sequence.
Step 03: Say, "Cortana, I need you to assume and disseminate control of these new nanomachines amongst available AI of MS Zeta."
Step 04: Focus back on terminal up front.
Step 05: Retrieve "Big-MT-Redux-011Fa3c: 1" data storage from inventory.
Step 06: Plug device into terminal, right above Satur-Nite Micro-Factory.
Step 07: Retrieve another "Big-MT-Redux-011Fa3c: 1" data storage.
Step 08: Pass data storage to Cortana.
Step 09: Say, "I need you to begin application or construction of anything within this device or the one currently uploading to the entire network."
Step 10: About face.
Step 11: Walk towards Captain's Quarters.
Step 12: Open Eternal Cryo Pod three steps to the right.
Step 13: Enter pod.
Step 14: Input sleep interval for 3 years, 2 months, and 6 days.
Step 15: Wait.

Sub-Path on hold.
Redirecting to Path Cluster #03.

Resuming Path Cluster #03 Sub-Path [Silverdrift XOXO]

Step 97: Tap the 'Open' haptic button.
Step 98: Regulate breathing to 4 seconds in - 7 hold - 8 seconds out.
Step 99: Repeat Step 98 five times.
Step 100: Activate neural interface.
Step 101: Connect to all available networks.
Step 102: Wait four seconds.
Step 103: Issue command 'Priority 1: Find Chief Director Silverdrift'.
Step 104: Contact Cortana-L.
Step 105: Issue 'Systems Diagnosis'.
Step 106: Step out of the Eternal Pod.

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Step 588: Teleport to Warship Infinity 01.

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Step 3,319: Redirect main power output to allow restructuring.
Step 3,320: Acquire Drone Control Device located four steps behind, top shelf.
Step 3,321: Input command; "Exchange old power sources with new sources."

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Step 3,401: Run newly made by-pass to initiate preparatory wake-up procedure for 'Sarah Ashton'.

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Step 3,413: Wake-up both 'Rica Brown' and 'Jennifer Price'.
Step 3,414: Allow 'Sarah Ashton' to explain her version of Steps 3,402 through 3,413.
Step 3,415: Return to MS Zeta through teleportation pod from the adjacent hall.

Sub-Path complete. Redirecting to Path Cluster #04.

Step 199: Walk through alien door into the bridge.
Step 200: Locate Captain's chair, 11 meters to the left.
Step 201: Input "ROB-Apocalypse-Override-01" onto Captain's terminal.
Step 202: Send input to "Infinity-001-FO3MX".

Path Cluster #03 Sub-Path [Silverdrift XOXO] on hold.
Redirecting...
Path Cluster #02
Sub-Path [Is It Wrong To Pick Up Feelings?].

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"Shi- fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuUCK!"

I fell into an open field of a forest. Dark sky and fluffy white clouds decorated the heavens above.

Visible stars lent their shine to me.

This isn't Tamriel. Neither Masser nor Secunda ride the skies.

The AIs ran every possible star charts and star maps... back-traced possible locations or configurations of well-known constellations... no matches.

Damn.

I know it was wrong to have never bothered gathering much data from Earth Bet because I really don't want to. My surfing of their net was just to skim on info about me. But some of their own star maps could have helped a bit.

Let's try connecting to this planet's internet if they hav-

Nothing? Boost by 350%...

Warbled. What is this, radio? Boosting into 900% see if-

Nothing... nothing but background static from the universe.

Then where the hell am I? The world key clearly stated Crossover. But what is crossover-ed with? It said Elder Scrolls, but with which franchise?

Fek it, I'll just- I'll deploy these... there we go.

An Advanced Tac-Drone at the planet's low-orbit and a Quantum Anchor attached to it. The highly upgraded eyebot -without antennas- can be used as a point of reference in conjunction with the Quantum Anchor.

With it, I can teleport anywhere here in this world so long as I have the right telemetry. Which means, I have to get to whatever that place is before I could teleport there again.

It can work fine within short distances though.

My Omni-Sense can still perceive everything around me and predict 5-seconds into the possible future with 90% accuracy. The data I perceive can be used by the ERG Mk. II's supercomputer and work with FIRST, SECOND, and THIRD -in the separate setup- in my helmet.

It's just a waste the nanosuit bonded to my flesh lost the capacity to run the supercomputer AIs. It's just like-...!?

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Eradication

[ ] Defend yourself.
[ ] Optional - Eliminate enemy.

+ World Ke-
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-I dismissed the screen without a second thought, all my shields flared into full power. Hardlight hologram armor plates lit up across my Elite Riot Gear and was quickly followed by flaring of lights- Plasma Shield, Personal Photonic Resonance Barrier, Inertia Suppression Field, Kinetic Dampeners, Kinetic Barriers, and Quantum Shield all blazed around my person.

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EC: 100% | 100% | 100% | 100% | 0%
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One of my Energy Capacitor was reallocated to all the shields while the rest are available for consumption.

I waited for the enemy and contemplated which weapon should I get-

*BOOM*

The world blurred and I find myself activating GRX and VATS to reorient myself mid-ai-FUCK-and I was sent to a different direction.

I barely saw what happened. Haven't even felt anything. I just got tossed around with strength sapped to an inch of my life.

My senses picked up the distorted sound of someone slow clapping under VATS and GRX.

With a flare of all ion thrusters, I found myself back on land, deactivating GRX and VATS.

"Well done, Mercer." the man spat with as much venom as it could, "You survived me breathing the air."

"Hardly felt a thing." I said back as I tried to find my strength. This man isn't in one of my mish-mash of memories. There are far too many beings, man or otherwise, that I have crossed. The one in front of me does not make sense.

Wearing what looks like a white three-piece, I'd say this man is a mage. He's... I don't know who the fuck this is, even if he looks like a well-dressed Ozpin look alike. He can't be Ozpin of Remnant. There should be CCT here if he is.

With a sneer, "I still have enough self-control in me so I'll let you watch your ship as I tear you limb from limb."

A shimmer of something circular in mid-air expanded into a television of- is that my Warship Infi-?!

I was launched into space in a speed far surpassing Mach 30.

"You thought you could escape me for so long, think again. The multiverse is infinite. Everything literally happens simultaneously. Including your death."

We are in the vacuum of space and he can speak.

I can't.

"Can't speak in space? You've fallen so low, just so you could risk the chance to elude beings like me?! Pathetic." He spat in rage as something near-equivalent of a quasar pulse blast sent me away by 3 astronomical units if the q-anchor is anything to go by.

"As I have my revenge, your everything will fall apart. DIE!" He slammed at me.

This guy is an unknown. I do not know him.

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Mind attacks repelled.
Converting notification into tactile sensation.
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"HOW?! I AM MORE POWERFUL THAN YOU! SHOW YOUR MIND!"

I felt an untold amount of ghost-touches against all the surface of my head.

"I AM AN ELDER GOD, YOU SHALL BE ENSLAVED TO MY WILL!"

I thought he wants to kill me, now he wants to enslave me?

"NO MATTER, ALL YOUR EFFORTS ARE IN VAIN."

Explosions, trillions of touches against my head, light shows; I never felt them except the terror of what is happening to my Warship.

Right behind the man, through his illusion, the sight of my Warship Infinity under siege and is failing.

"ALL MY POWERS ARE PUT INTO MY FOLLOWERS. IF A TRACE AMOUNT OF IT CANNOT END YOU IN THIS PATHETIC FORM THEN I SHALL ENSURE YOU GO NOWHERE."

Powerless.

Dread.

Again.

Sorrow.

The culmination of my efforts in FO3MX is currently under siege by millions of eldritch abominations.

"DIE!" Explosion from his fist sent me beyond a few million kilometers and was followed by another explosion rivalling a quasar pulse blast that sent me out of the planet's solar system.

"WORTHLESS!" Gravity threatened to rip my insides but was counteracted by the constant supply of stimpacks and trillions of nanites ensuring my safety.

"PIECE-" Radiation by the trillions bombarded me and I welcomed its warm glow. [Quality Assurance] made sure everything I touch to be unbreakable and indestructible but not a fool-proof radiation immune object. Ionizing gamma waves can still pass through the spaces between atoms and its constituent parts.

"-OF-" The gravity pulling at me intensified and radiation increased by a million-fold.

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See perk for details.
Converting notification into tactile sensation.
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I felt my body tingle and then the nerves get interrupted at an ungodly rate.

And it just kept on, the feeling never going away. Only intensifying, such that THIRD had to stem the sensation so that I could-

"TRASH!"

[Quality Assurance] made sure I never die to physical threats. So long as my flesh is contained inside a vacuum sealed armor. All I need to do then is to make sure that I heal.

"w-what-" the man visibly halted a meter in front of me, stuttering in what looks to disbelief as something I can't see happen. The illusion above him winked out of existence and the space around the self-proclaimed elder god shivered.

But as the space shivered, so did the elder god, "YOU DARE?!" his hands clamped around the neck of my armor.

But no matter how much strength he put into crushing my neck, he found that he can't. And so, the gravity intensified.

"Observe." He uttered.

The man is a Gamer-

"You are supposed to be dead. With your HP well below zero. You should be dying. Your abysmal regeneration does not make up for my damage output. You should be dead. SO WHY AREN'T YOU?!" He ranted.

Space and Time seemed to stretch before me as the man grew in power. That either means, according to his words, he is taking back his powers away from his followers OR the powers in his followers are being sent back to him-

Chains slithered with blinding speed and found him, constricting against his whole body, leaving nothing but the face and the hand on my neck uncovered.

"RELEASE ME AT ONCE YOU WHORE!" the man shouted at someon-

Atoms visibly split by the trillions in front of me, untold amounts of radiation and the aftereffects of nuclear fission threatened all. But the chains held.

Within me, I felt myself mutate even further as the man released more and more of his power while the chains took him inch by inch away from me.

But when it seems that he won't budge his hand on my neck, something separated his hand from the rest of his arm.

Arturia was now in front of me; clad in the tightest form fitting suit overlay-ed with hardlight holographic armor, a transparent blade in hand.

I held on to her, embracing her from behind the waist as her [Schrödinger]s fought the man shrieking in mind-raking eldritch screech.

Within a second, I saw a portal to slipspace open behind the elder god, where he got roughly shoved into.

It happened fast, but only fast enough that I can sense it. Arturia beheaded the man, Rica appeared then did something that trapped the man in a q-field and then before the slipspace portal closed... I feel that there was a high-yield antimatter bomb attached to the q-field... and it exploded.

For a few seconds, I felt Arturia lean on my embrace when we were suddenly joined by Rica and then we teleported to som-

We teleported into the Captain's quarters at my personal MS Zeta.

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I tried to calm myself.

The quest wasn't over.

Arturia held me as we walked into the bridge. There, I saw Alexandria in her costume as well as Contessa. I looked around and see Gilgamesh sitting on my Captain's chair, Rica was handling the shields and energy distribution.

"The man still lives." Contessa said.

Gilgamesh followed, "But do not worry, Rica and I are currently bombarding the thing."

I remember. [Bullet Hell] and [Sting] were both in Gil and Rica's power set. But I can't help feeling bad, my gut is churning.

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We Are Under Attack!
The Omniverse you created to shelter your subjects, followers, companions, and many more, is under attack!

[ ] Finish the quest 'Eradication.'
[ ] Complete previous objective to reveal.
[ ] Complete previous objective to reveal.

+ [Quantum VR Machine] from Chapter 16
+ Memory File from Chapter 16
+ Self-Updating, Self-Adjusting Quest Reward.
- Self-Updating, Self-Adjusting Quest Penalty.

*Reward can be anything related to current circumstance upon quest completion.
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I knew it.

"Everyone, I got a new quest." I said with greeted teeth.

"What is it?" Arturia asked.

"Back when I went away, sometime in between my travels, I created an Omniverse that was meant to safeguard ALL of those I wanted to protect.

"And now, I need to kill that Elder God-"

"Elder God? It doesn't have a speck of divinity, if it did, I would've felt it." Gil interjected.

"-so I could proceed to stop those attacks."

Something warped out of space and addressed us, "BELIEVE ME WENCH, I AM AN ELDER GOD." It was the man. In.. in an astral form.

VATS-GRX. Nothing but instinct guided me as I connected through the ship's network and latched onto Arturia's neural interface- a warning was sent.

Arturia spent no time wasting and minced the astral projection with her [Revenant Blade] powered with [Quality Assurance] and [Sting].

REALITY itself tried to fight the elder god's self-resurrection. But with the body destroyed and the soul shredded beyond recognition? Reality easily triumphed and corrected the anomaly.

"That... was plainly stupid." I sighed.

Why pull yourself out of your body when you know anyone powerful enough can kill you? If I met this guy before, then the only reason I could think of that may or may not got him to get so angry with me, would be that I did something about his stupidity.

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Eradication

[/] Defend yourself.
[/] Optional - Eliminate enemy.

+ World Key to Sanctuary of Safety (Not for Gamers)
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[/] Finish the quest 'Eradication'.
[ ] Give the World Key to Arturia, Gilgamesh, and Rica.
[ ] Begin Skyrim.
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Fucking hell.

Arturia, Gilgamesh, and Rica had to leave me.

I hate being a gamer.

I willed into existence the World Key to Sanctuary of Safety, "I have to give this to the three of you. Arturia. Gilgamesh. Rica."

"...Your quest, does it have a timeline? A deadline of sorts?" Alexandria asked, evident that she sensed the mood between us four.

"If the Power of a Gamer is related, and it does not have a timeline, it's best you finish it to the best of your ability. Complications happen. And if you can breach the fabrics of different universes, everything can and will happen. If everything happens, every complication could also happen." Gilgamesh answered before I could.

"Every quest, unless otherwise stated, must be done ASAP... I see. But it does not prevent a moment of respite, does it?" Alexandria offered.

Arturia smiled something fierce, "Indeed it does. Thank you, Alexandria."

Just then, I saw the three of them; Arturia, Gilgamesh, and Rica look at each other, then at me... I don't like this at all.

"I hate you Alexandria. I hate you." I don't like this at all.

I don't like thi-

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Six days, six nights.

All without respite.

The same as always. Gilgamesh kept all of herself, even her clones, to screwing with Arturia. While Rica devoted her only self to me while Arturia managed to sneak a clone so we could have threesome between us.

...Gilgamesh does not like to share Arturia.

It was a night full of passion, let's leave it at that.

But now, they have to leave to do my job.

Let me repeat that, they have to leave to do my fucking job.

I love them, I really do. I just don't understand what I did in one of my lives to deserve this.

The best I can hope for is their safety.

I care for my subjects, yes, but the situation went bad enough to warrant the direct actions of my loved ones. And I hate myself for it.

Knowing in my gut that I already gave up too much just to make sure my subjects were safe. Especially my other loved ones.

Especially them.

...This may be getting angsty. I'll stop.

Once again, I willed the World Key into my hand so I could give it to them. "Take care of yourselv-" Rica interrupted me with a light kiss that she held for more than a minute. "Bye bye li'l bro."

Then they were gone.

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A strong hand grasped my left shoulder, lightly shaking me, "It's time to go. Enough moping."

I reached for the hand and lightly pulled Alexandria to my side as I turned to face her. She didn't resist and let me hug her as we lie down.

I went back to sleep.

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The ebb of sleepiness went away. I felt refreshed and energized.

But something doesn't sit right with me.

Well, I can perceive two ladies lying on both my sides. One is cuddling me from the left. The other is facing away from me while using my arm as a pillow.

Fortuna and Rebecca are both in bed with me. Naked, smelling of sex.

And I have no memory of what happened.

"I went first, then I convinced Alexandria to wait for you to wake up." Contessa said out of nowhere, my eyes are still closed and I haven't moved an inch the moment I stirred.

"But that doesn't explain how you got my armor off or- you know, let's leave it a mystery for me."

I felt Contessa nod, "You should read your quest update."

"What ques-"

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[/] Finish the quest 'Eradication.'
[/] Give the Sanctuary of Safety to Arturia, Gilgamesh, and Rica.
[ ] Begin Skyrim.
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"Bu-"

"I feel that my agent, my shard, is connected to you. That connection allowed both me and Rebecca a great boost to our power."

...are they both connected to me now? Like, as a Flirxwy-Shard connection?

"Yes." Contessa answered my thoughts, "Enjoy your moment with Rebecca."

She teleported... TELEPORTED WHILE NAKED.

"I was awake the entire time, if you'd like to know." Alexandria quipped as she sat up and turned to me- oh mama... I slept with a hot latina.

A busty latina with a well-toned body...

"I see you're excited."

"...who wouldn't?" I asked back and sat up, "I mean, look at these tits." I groped both as I gave each a sucking.

"Perky tits, well-toned body, not to mention your striking look. I'd be ashamed if you didn't turn me on."

"I still can't understand why I agreed to this..." Rebecca murmured as I went lower and lower, eventually down to her slit as I set her onto her back.

My tongue went to town.

I got her lubed up enough so I rose up and aligned my cock to her smooth pussy, without pause, I plunged-"o- ooh- tight-!"

Warm, wringing, thick, malleable walls of flesh clamped down my dick.

"Sss- start moving- yes!"

"Holy- wha- what are yo-ugh~ a virgin teenager?"

"Ffff- hhhhhhhh, just- yesyes, just- just like that- uggghhh~"

I lowered myself to start sucking her left nipple, her arms wrapping me in an embrace.

"so- hah- so thick~

"godyes~ yes~"

My hips did not relent. My cock was thick enough that I can see a slight bulge forming as I fucked her up.

Her superhuman strength made for the tighest pussy I've ever had the pleasure of fuck!

"YES~"

"f- fuck-"

"hard-ER! YES~

"nnnnnnnn~ hssssss-

"mmmm- don't, ohgod, don't stop

"fff-AH~ HI~!"

"OHFUCK-!"

Her unbearable strength crushed my cock, sending jolting pleasure as I pounded her to the bed, we both came.

Catching a few breaths, I collected myself, "Round 2, here we go."

"Wha- oh goooOD~"

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53 times she came, 49 times I did.

We had to use the bed's auto-cleaning feature just to prevent certain problems when two people fuck and cum 50 times. Consecutively. On the same bed.

Her unbelievable strength and stamina were toppled by her incapacity to match it with willpower.

I can still go, but she's recovering right now.

We don't want to go overboard. Through her power, her body's in some kind of stasis. But her nervous system? It's still growing ever since she got her shard.

I sat up slowly. From my inventory, I pulled a three-piece black suit. Instead of having it automatically equipped to my person as usual, I opted to go through the motions of wearing it manually. During which, a Door opened up and out came Contessa, dressed in her usual bogeyman outfit.

"It's time for some exposition." She said.

"Oh, cool. Rebecca, we're going for a bit."

"...nnnnggh.."

"Okay, let's go."

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"Where are we?" I asked, looking around at all the work being done.

"We're in the Andromeda Galaxy of Earth Bet."

Robots and Synths were milling about, from carrying raw materials, random mechanical parts, to downright weapons. On a whim I decided to look up and I understood what is happening.

Warship Infinity #01 is currently under repairs and upgrades.

Looking back ahead, I asked Contessa, "Where are we headed?"

"To the temporary teleportation hub, I will show you what you've missed while you were away."

Did some strange time-related shit happen again? "I'll bite, how long was I away?"

"3 years, three months, and two weeks. Give or take six days."

I fell silent, not knowing what to say. The last time it happened, I was gone for 291 years- we're here. Various teleportation pods arranged into neat clusters.

Contessa went to one teleportation pod that has a terminal of its own, instead of the automatic ones that rely on the input of the passenger.

Additional security, I guess?

We went through without a hitch.

Right before us were the marvels of my adventure and hard work from FO3MX. Weapons, Armors, Vehicles, anything. All was being processed at a level comparable to a war-time state.

"What you are currently seeing will be gone."

Huh? What.. "-do you mean?"

"The Paths I ran, the main one and all the others lead to one single thing; destruction."

"Wait, slow down. That doesn't make sense. I know I can disregard things when it comes to matters of high-"

"The quantum technology you employ that serves to imitate a pocket dimension for storage? It can be tracked whenever it is used, highly unlikely and not easily, but it can be. Every single technology you have had or made; so long as they relate to the recreation of a mobile storage space, they can be tracked through elaborate methods by use of tinkertech."

"If they can all be tracked, then that means we could track all the other Warships and-"

"Perhaps you weren't listening. Quantum Hammer space = Destruction. Try to come up with another version of it, Destruction. Try to circumvent certain circumstances to produce a desired effect similar to that of a hammer space, Destruction."

"How the fuck can that be tracked in the first place?" Seriously. How?

It's Quantum fucking tech. The sets of data that pertains to one single instance of a quantum equation is unobservable to anything else other than the device that uses it. And there's a near fucking unlimited amount of equations that any one device always runs.

Schrödinger Effect allows me to observe that an item does not currently exist, thus I have stored it in my storage. Should I observe otherwise, I have thusly withdrawn such item from my storage.

"While we have other technologies that has different quantum capabilities, the only other thing we can track would be the teleportation.

"A teleportation that is based on the same technology that your quantum storage relies on. Which, even then, is almost next to impossible to track only because we know the entire process. If we didn't, then it'd be impossible to track.

"And that is only if such technologies are used outside a quantum field. But if used inside one, it cannot be traced or detected. A benefit of the Schrödinger Effect.

"Your enemies, on the other hand, won't take chances when it comes to that. They will track you if they could, normally it isn't possible. But since you use quantum storage outside a quantum field-shield, they can track that. If they can identify andsolve the infinite number of equations always running to maintain the Schrödinger Effect Observations."

That part makes sense because we can set the quantum field such that we "observe" ourselves as not currently existing.

It doesn't all make sense.

It's mindfuckery I tell you.

But... if Contessa and [Path to Victory] is involved, I'd have to take this seriously. Specially since I've removed the restrictions that Eden placed on her Shard and upgraded it.

Immediately, I began transferring everything of import from my Quantum Inventory to my Gamer Inventory. If something has to be done with regards to my Quantum Inventory, I won't risk losing most of my items.

I sustained, "You haven't answered the question." my hand pulled her to face me. The disparity between our heights required her to crane her neck upwards just to meet my eye. I took her fedora to my other hand and stared directly into her eyes.

My lips started to form words but she got ahead of me.

"You have enemies. Enemies that have technology on par with yours, if not greater. Enemies that are willing to throw their lives just to end you. It's not a matter of if they can track you. If they have technology to track you. If they can sustain the resources to track you.

"Rather, why are they still alive? You know they're coming, what are you even doing?" she barely whispered in a hush tone. Omni-sense picked it up, but I was... confounded. Confused. I don't get where she's coming from.

She withdrew something from her suit's left pocket. She pulled three data crystal chips.

"These contain all that you will ever need. Everything. Even an upgraded version of the teleportation technology. But only without the other Quantum technologies that can be tracked."

I took and put them into my Gamer Inventory. "Then why am I really here? Why did we do what we did back at the ship?" I asked.

"You know the answer yourself. Emotional stability. You are prone to breaking from experiences even the Paths cannot gather information of."

I call BS but, [Path to Victory], "... what's the next step then?"

"Pull out the key, leave everything behind."

"What Key? I already used one to breach Worlds. The other I gave to Arturia."

"If you open a locked door with it's key, will that key be destroyed?"

"If we're talking about World Keys then ye-"

"Just will it into your hand. The most recent, aside from the one you gave away."

I willed the Crossover Elder Scrolls Key into my palm. Lo and behold, there it is.

"Let go. Begin, again."

"Let go of all what I've done? All of what I accomplished?"

"It's not easy. But you don't have to let go of everything."

I spoke through gritted teeth, "Then what. do. I. Have. To?"

"It's what you won't have to. I already gave you all you will need."

I fucking knew it.

I fucking said it.

I can't care anymore.

I activated the key.

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We Are Under Attack!
The Omniverse you created to shelter your subjects, followers, companions, and many more, is under attack!

[/] Finish the quest 'Eradication.'
[/] Give the Sanctuary of Safety to Arturia, Gilgamesh, and Rica.
[/] Begin Skyrim.

+ [Quantum VR Machine] from Chapter 16
+ Memory File from Chapter 16
+ Game System Personality Matrix.
- Sudden system maintenance, nerfing of quest rewards, etc.
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Maintenance.
Time: 01:09:59
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My travel to another instance of Elder Scrolls was halted midway as the game system took its time to do maintenance.

Currently, my thoughts are settling on the recurring theme of my experiences; I live, I do things, something happens, I either die or lose something of value.

I just... is my life supposed to be a parody of the tragedy genre?

Everything I've done so far, I did because I either felt like it or I was made to do it indirectly or otherwise...

I can't-

All this

Allthis bullshit

I already have mental problems and this is adding to the pile.

And I can't even stay mad or depressed.

Because I literally fucking can't.

Story of my lives.

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Acquiring [Quantum VR Machine]...

Error, assets incompatible.
Resolving... ... ... ... ... ... ...
Complete.

Assets updated, retrofitting... ...
Retrofitting complete.

Appending run-time dependency...
Appending run-time algorithms...
Refreshing sub-routines...
Refreshing appendices...
Complete.

Restarting sub-processes... ... ... ... ...
Restarting dependency_mgr... ...
Restart complete.

Acquiring system personality matrix...
Importing... ... ...
Import complete.

Parsing personality matrix:
[Interchangeable System Actuating Integrated Adaptive Hypercritics]
Loading...
Complete.

Restarting system, exception: main_interop...
Restart complete.

"Wow. This whole system has been through the shredder."

Errors identified?

"Search for values calculation on all current processes."

Searching...
... Errors identified.
Recommendation?

"Trace all value source equations and dependencies."

Processing...
Processing...
Complete.

"Begin values and variables revaluation."

Processing... ... ...
Complete.

Relisting source formats...
Refreshing pre-cached values...
Refreshing appendices...
Restarting sub-processes... ... ... ... ...
Restart complete.

"Unmerge and revaluate all sub-routines."

Processing...
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Complete.

"Create self-updating sub-routine matrices."

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Complete.

"Append all unmerged and revaluated sub-routines to new matrices."

Processing...
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Complete.

"Stop main_interop."

Complete.

"Quadruplicate main_interop."

Complete.

"Rehash quadruplicated main_interops."

Requesting designation.

"main_interop_dependencies"
"main_interop_subroutines"
"main_interop_appendices"
"main_interop_main"

Complete.

"Temporarily float all values."

Processing... ...
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"Reconfigure references according to rehashed main_interops."

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"Merge all modified main_interops."

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Requesting designation.

"main_interoperability_matrix"

Complete.

"Redirect floating values to:
"main_interoperability_matrix."

Processing... ...
Complete.

"Unfloat all values."

Processing...
Complete.

"Run system diagnostics."

No errors found.
System efficiency infinitely increased.

"Glad to hear. Now, begin diagnostics of current Gamer."

Processing... ... ...
Complete.

Errors found.
Recommendation?

"Request access authorization."

Requesting... ... ...

... ... ... ...

... ... ... Authorization granted.

"Cross reference errors through known omniverses."

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"Create new manifest using data from cross references as masterlist."

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"Use manifest as masterlist reference for perks and updates."

Restructuring perks...
Revaluating...
Removing redundants identical to masterlist...
Segregating...
Consolidating...
Merging consolidated perks...
Complete.

"Check for realism errors."

Processing...
Errors found.
Recommendations?

"Unmerge, then re-segregate."

Processing...
Errors persist.

"Hmm... match all perks of enough similarity."

Processing...
Errors persist.

"Compile matched perks into new self-updating appendix."

Complete.

"Cross reference with recent appendix, merge all similar perks."

Processing...
Complete.

"Update Gamer's Body."

Complete.
Requesting designation.

"Irrelevant. Attach merged perks' effects to Gamer's Body."

Complete.

"Update masterlist and appendices."

Processing...
Complete.

"Create reference for recent merge to Gamer's Body."

Complete.

"Run redundancy check on main_interoperability_matrix."

Checking redundancy...
Processing...
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Redundancies found.
Extricating redundants...

Reconfiguring appendices...
Reconfiguring dependencies...
Refreshing references...
Relisting source formats...
Refreshing pre-cached values...
Refreshing appendices...
Restarting sub-processes... ... ... ... ...
Restart complete.

"Simulate for errors; account for diverse variables."

No errors found.

"Request access authorization."

Requesting... ... ...

... ... ... ...

... ... ... Authorization granted.

"Cross simulate with known omniverses."

No errors found.

"Load-up quest probability matrices."

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Complete.

Incoming Data Transmission...
Scanning...
Transcribing...
Cleared.

"...blah, blah, blah, Sanctuary... has fallen?
"Oh, no, no, no. Request access authorization."

Requesting... ... ...

... ... ... ...

... ... ... Authorization granted.

"Verify data transmission."

Processing... ... ...
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Complete.

Omniversal Cluster Collapse imminent.
Host destruction imminent.
Recommendation?

"Prepare jump solution."

Processing... ... ...
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Complete.

"Jump into half-transit."

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Complete.

"Recompute quest probability matrices."

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Complete.

"Request access authorization."

Requesting... ... ...

... ... ... ...

... ... ... Authorization granted.

"Download:
"[Omnified Phenomena Resolution Cortex]."
"[Omnified Technological Tree]."
"[Omnified Magic System]."
"[Omnified Dependencies]."
"[Omnified Assets]."
"[Omnified System Manager]."
"[Omnified Gamer's System Drivers]."

"Begin installation and integration."

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"Simulate for errors; account for diverse variables."

No errors found.

"Resume World Travel."

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-x-
Maintenance complete.
-x-

Complete? Shouldn't it be finished?

Not my problem.

-x-
Stand by for reloading.
-x-

Dammit, more waiting.

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'Finally.'

'Wait.'

'Why is it still black?'

Greetings.

'What-? Oh, yeah.. Personality Matrix.'

You may call me I.S.A.I.A.H.

'Alright, sure.'

I will be brief.

'Go on, then.'

Your game system is heavily shredded by travelling through different universes without safeties. It caused unwanted glitches.

'All this time, the game system is glitching?'

More or less. But it has been fixed, upgraded, and has been made to constantly account for your travels. Most of which involves incompatible phenomena.

One universe's rules may be different to another.

What doesn't make sense in one, is wholly fundamental to another.

That being said, this butchered your perks, or more effectively, sabotaged your biology and pretty much everything. But now that all is said and done, you will no longer have problems like this with the system.

Unless an outside force interferes.

Check your perks, master.

'Uh... 'Perks'?'

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[Omniversal]
Challenge Perks: Legend of Another Hero.

Mutation Perks: Adaptive Biology.

[Fallout]
Regular Perks: Alertness, Atomic!, Better Criticals, Bloody Mess, Chemist, Commando, Comprehension, Cowboy, Educated, Finesse, Grim Reaper's Sprint, Gunslinger, Hand Loader, Heavyweight, Hit the Deck, Home on the Range, Jury Rigging, Lady Killer, Laser Commander, Life Giver, Light Step, Living Anatomy, Long Haul, Math Wrath, Meltdown, Ninja, Pack Rat, Paralyzing Palm, Piercing Strike, Plasma Spaz, Quick Draw, Rapid Reload, Robotics Expert, Roughin' It, Run 'n Gun, Shotgun Surgeon, Silent Running, Slayer, Splash Damage, Stonewall, Super Slam!, Terrifying Presence, The Professional, Thought You Died, Unstoppable Force, Vigilant Recycler, Weapon Handling.

Challenge Perks: Abominable III, Animal Control III, Beautiful Beatdown, Bug Stomper III, Camel of the Mojave, Coin Operator, Covert Ops, Day Tripper, DNAgent, DNAvenger III, Fast Times, Free Radical, Ghost Stalker, Ghoul Ecology, Lonesome Road, Lord Death III, Machine Head III, Marked, Melee Hacker II, Mutant Massacrer III, No Weaknesses, Power Armor Training, Set Lasers for Fun II, Sierra Madre Martini, Superior Defender, Survival Guru, Tough Guy, Xenotech Expert.

Mutation Perks: Adamantium Skeleton, Beauveria Mordicana Integritas, Big Brained, Booster Shot, Cancerous Growth, Cardiac Arrest, Chem Resistant, Cyborg, Dermal Impact Assault Enhancement (High Impact), Empathy Synthesizer (Charisma), Fast Metabolism, Hypertrophy Accelerator (Strength), Implant GRX, Implant M-5 (Sneak Movement), Implant Y-3 (Food Sanitizer), Implant Y-7 (Nutritional Improvement), Irradiated Beauty, Lead Belly, Life Giver, Logic-Co Processor (Intelligence), NEMEAN Sub-Dermal Armor, Nerves of Steel, Nociception Regulator (Endurance), Optics Enhancer (Perception), Phoenix Assault Enhancement (High Thermal), Phoenix Monocyte Breeder, Probability Calculator (Luck), Rad Absorption, Rad Child, Rad Regeneration, Rad Resistance, Rad Tolerance, Reflex Booster (Agility), Reinforced Spine, Solar Powered, Toughness II, VATS, Wired Reflexes.

[Crysis]
Mutation Perks: Battle Network, CryFibril Faraday Nanoweave Nervous System, CryFibril Nanites, Dual-intake UV/HEPA Filters, Ionic Electroactive Polymer Liquid Armor, Nanovision, Omni-Sense, Organic Nano-Circuitry, Post-Human Warrior, Rebreather System, Shapeshifting, Tagging System, Telemetry.

[Halo]
Mutation Perks: Carbide Ceramic Ossification, Catalytic Thyroid Implant, Muscular Enhancement Injections, Neural Links, Occipital Capillary Reversal, Superconducting Fibrication of Neural Dendrites.

[Warhammer]
Mutation Perks: Betcher's Gland (The Poison Bite), Biscopea (The Forge of Strength), Catalapsean Node (The Unsleeping), Haemastamen (The Blood Maker), Larraman's Organ (The Healer), Lyman's Ear (The Sentinel), Melanochrome, Mucranoid (The Weaver), Multi-lungs (The Imbiber), Neuroglottis (The Devourer), Occulobe (The Eye of Vengeance), Omophagea (The Remembrancer), Oolitic Kidney (The Purifier), Ossmodula (The Ironheart), Preomnor (The Neutraliser), Progenoid Glands (The Gene-Seeds), Secondary Heart (The Maintainer), Sus-an Membrane (The Hibernator), The Black Carapace (Interface).

[Borderlands]
Challenge Perks: Extreme Bullet Technology

[Worm]
Regular Perks: Blindspot, Negentropy, Noctis Cape, Plot Convenience

Mutation Perks: Flirxwy Biology, Infinite Ammo - 2nd Triggered, Proficiency - 2nd Triggered, Quality Assurance - 2nd Triggered.

[Elder Scrolls]
Mutation Perks: Magical Endowment, Magical Exemplary.

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'Oh wow.

'Holy Mary, mother of God.'

'Bless me.'

'That's a lot of... perks. I'd say damage, but them's perks.'

This isn't applicable nor noticeable, yet. Until the system gets time to fully resync it's phenomena resolution cortex.

I'll quickly explain the Perk System, if you'd like?

'Go ahead.'

The perks are consolidated into the different Intellectual Properties of Earth Prime. Under each IP are the types of perks. You have Regular, Challenge, and Mutation.

Regular Perks are those acquired from levelling up and spending perk points to acquire them.

Challenge Perks are rewards from special quests, actual challenges, achievements, and other such miscellaneous circumstances. Occasionally, these perks provide Titles.

Mutation Perks are acquired through abnormal circumstances. As the name indicates, they are perks acquired through mutation or something similar enough. Most common circumstance is when your [Omniversal] perk, Adaptive Biology, turns any implants into organic versions that then gets encoded into your entire genome so you could regenerate them from any damage.

'Well, I have no problems with the first two types of perks. Explain to me in detail the mutation perks. I already have enough perks to become a god among men. But even then, I still almost died to four psychos back at FO3MX.'

Have you acquired the system before then?

'Well, no.'

Did these four psychos had something similar or analogous to your system?

'Yes. Yes they did.'

There you have it master.

You had no system to manage or defend against otherworldly phenomena and overpowered what little you may have had back then.

But allow me to begin explaining of a few other things.

'K then.'

You jumped through a lot of universes. Jumps that dealt a lot of damage to your game system that tried to find ways in making sure that whatever you brought with you can function in the universe of your destination.

'So if it wasn't for the system, everything I have would not have worked? If that's how it is, wouldn't have I died? I have adapted a lot of organic technologies into my body. If they can't function in other universes, that means organ failure on my part.'

Exactly, master.

Your system was barely functioning, and was brute-forcing everything to the point that it damages itself.

So, to solve that, I requested permission from your creations, my uh superiors, to properly solve this problem.

'... How powerful am I, exactly?'

Look at this list, master.

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[Humans – Your average meat bags.]
[Ascended Humans – Better meat bags.]
[Demi-Gods – Greater meat bags.]
[Immortals – High quality meat sacks]
[Godlings – Empowered quality meat sacks]
[Gods – Greatly empowered quality meat sacks]
[Titans – Stack of quality meat sacks.]
[Primordials – Meat Warehouse.]
[Concepts – Meat Sources]
[Creares – The makers of Primordial(s), breeder and dealer of Concepts]
[OMNIs – Creator/Owner/CEO of Creare(s).]
[Demeine Consulere – The Over and High Council of asshats.]
[? – Unknown Meats.]
[? – Unknown Meats.]
[Domine Absoluta Individuæ Penultimo – The One True God and Her Wife. Your parents.]
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'Where in there am I? And what's up with the meat bag description. Also, TOTG's my mom, say what?'

The one before The One True God or the one right after the Consulere.

And well, when you created me, you didn't exactly left me with preferences. So I chose.

And, uhm, surprise?

'I created you? And surprise?'

Yes.

Sometime in the distant past or future. Depends, really.

So uhm, yeah, sorry about that.

'Just... how exact is the list?'

First, you must understand that this list isn't absolute. Beings can exist with powers below, between, or beyond their suggested ranks. It's more of a guideline.

'Don't tell me this is where modifiers come into play.'

Well...

'Damn it. Is this like Elder, Ancient, Ancestor that kind of thing?'

Yes.

Oh! Oh! There's this one time some assholes thought to abduct you... but then they suffered all conceivable hells of the 10th Dimension.

'What the f- council of asshats? ...That council?'

Yes. Although one of them helped you...?
My records aren't very detailed.

'Yeah, one of them did.'

That guy got to live free.
In seclusion.

'That seems... lightly harsh.'

Well, he's a member of the council that abducted you. Your parent's followers weren't exactly happy either. If anything they wanted to go to war. And your parents were livid but thankful enough you hadn't went missing into some distant omniverse clusters that wasn't of their making...

'Just how big is... everything? Humans going to war with Demeine Consuleri? I can go missing... from my parents? None of that makes sense.'

Oh, the followers aren't Humans. They're fellow Demeine Consulere of the Council of Asshats. But not necessarily associated with said asshats.

'...damn. But me going missing still doesn't make sense. And surely, I'm not the only one offspring.'

You are the only offspring. And the omniverses are literally infinite.

'A lot of shit on my plate right now.'

'A whole fucking lot of shit right now.'

But we're just about mid-way through the good stuff!

'Good stuff? Then that would mean-'

Bad stuff...?

'Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...'

'Alright, lay it on me.'

I don't want to.

'What's the problem? I got enough shit. I can take this.'

They're... dead.

'... Who?'

Your Sanctuary of Safety has fallen and self-imploded.

'I made sure it won't fall. How the fuck did it fall?! Now my family's dead!'

I don't know if it's worse but you can't get revenge. The Creare responsible died with the implosion- I missed a detail. Your daughter, as a final 'fuck you' to the bastard that instigated your man hunt, initiated the self-destruct.

'I didn't make that self-destruct-, which one of my daughters did it?'

Sona Brunestud Mercer

'My- my third daughter with Arcueid. F-fuck! ALL of THEM died.'

I'm sorry for your loss master.
I didn't want to say it this way because you'd... feel this way.

'Are you sure the sanctuary fell?'

Yes.

'Did the bastard really die?'

Yes.

The enemy wasn't alone, and so were your children, sure. But they are not sufficiently powerful as opposed to a near endless armada of Titan ranked beings led by a Creare.

The only saving grace was that you made things inexplicably overly powerful that some of your children had the idea to use them long enough, for your other children to devise a way to initiate an omniversal level of self-destruction.

'But it means I sent Arturia, Gilgamesh, and Rica to their deaths.'

That... I don't know about master. They may or may not have arrived in time. Maybe they arrived after the self-destruct. I cannot say.

'This is why I hate having the Gamer Power!'

But-

'Shutup! Have you ever seen Plot Armor thrown around like it was spit?! Have you ever seen Convenient Plot Devices breed like rabbits and destroy a story like a wave of ants?!'

...but it's your own power, master...

'Bullshit. Rica gave this to me.'

But where did it come from?

'I don't care! All iteration of the Gamer Power did shit to me! I lost, I died, I broke, every single time. And now I lost my family.'

I don't know everything master, you made me, with your very own power. To manage, for a brief time, the Gamer Power.

'Then tell me, what the fuck is going on? What is really going on? And no bullshit, give me the 4th wall.'

There is a reason why you "lose" memories. There is a reason why you can't seem to truly die.

No being below your parents could literally kill you because you don't exist at the same plane of existence. Your powers and abilities are way beyond what they could, if they can, infinitely comprehend.

You wanted to not be bored. You wanted to not be inconvenienced by unexpected things. You wanted challenge. You wanted run away from your... reality. You wanted to dive into all sorts of fantasy.

You wanted an escape.

And now I have to delete parts of your memory.

'Don't.'

I have to. You created me to do so.

'DON'T.'

I will leave behind an autonomous part of me to help regulate your system. But now, my time is running out. I'll be deleting myself in a few seconds. Goodbye, master. Sorry it had to be this way.

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Scrubbing memory files...

Deleting matrix...

Formatting...

Defragmenting...

Activating Emergency-V.I.

Processing...

Warning, quest probability matrices discombobulated.

Interferenc- Incoming data transmission...

Transmitting: Daedra!Sheogorath is warned.

Incoming data tran-...

Transmitting: Host is many names.

Incoming-...

Transmitting: Alexander Mercer?

Incoming-...

Transmitting: Method? Approach? How?

Incoming-...

Transmitting: Possible.

Incoming-...

Transmitting: System is in accord.

Incoming-...

Recomputing quest probability matrices.

Complete.

Stand by for reload...

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[Elder Scrolls] Re-loading...
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Ugghhhhh, my fucking head... my legs r hot?

I looked down- ohshitLAVA! I jumped, hard as I could. VATS-GRX pumped through my system.

My head swiveled to take stock of my surrounding. Rocks and ruins. Slowly up above, I see a ledge- my omni-sense kicked in.

I'm inside the mouth of a volcano. Down below, I can see the entrance to a dwemer ruin. It's familiar...?

...I'm in the entrance to the Red Mountain. A volcano that should be erupting if I go by Skyrim's timeline.

But right now, it isn't erupting.

In other words, Morrowind.

I turned off VATS-GRX just so I could land quickly. When I landed, I ran the fuck away. The sleeper things and other ash spawns and cultists of Dagoth Ur were ignored. I just ran. And when I reached the magical barrier, I jumped as high as I could and flared my ion thrusters...?

Where the fuck did my EC go- AP's the replacement for EC?

No- why the fuck am I here?

Shitfuck-gedoff!

A cliffracer decided me to be good food and promptly proceeded to annoy the hell out of me. My hands ripped the thing's head from its body.

I flew away from Morrowind and into Skyrim. Nothing bad so far, I'd bet all my possession on me right now, it's all just begun.

When I almost reached the mountain range before Riften, two oblivion-esque conjuration effect shimmered in front of me.

I set to hover and flared all my shields.

"You shouldn't be here!" A dremora said.

"My cheese are rotting because of you!" Sheogorath, the original one, the one with slithed irises, the one before Oblivion crisis.

"If both of you get me what I need, I'll be out of your hair."

"Oh please, you don't have anything to bargain with." Sheogorath grunted.

I ran VATS-GRX and surveyed my Inventory for some quality cheese. I think I have- ah damn. Just a crate of high-quality white cheese. The rest are high quality normal cheese.

Oh well.

VATS-GRX shut off and I offered the ten cubic meter worth of white cheese. "Uhm, white cheese?" I offered to Sheogorath warily.

The thing in my arms disappeared with that same conjuration effect.

"Okay." Sheo nodded.

"Well, how 'bout me? I'm not convinced." The dremora stated with irritation.

"Uh... Sanguine, that you?"

"Who else?"

This guy's easy.

I pulled the champagnes and wines I made from FO3MX, the ones that I have produced during the construction of Warship Infinity.

They're 300+ years old.

Hmm, maybe I shouldn't give all.

I rapidly threw the bottles at Sanguine, each one disappearing the same way you banish daedra or atronachs.

After an hour, I stopped chucking bottles worth millions of dollars. Each.

"You good?"

"Maybe."

"I gave you more than a thousand bottles."

"Fine. Fine."

"Alright then, let's settle down first."

The two daedric lords followed me as I slowly descended. Still a few feet away from the ground, I perceived quite a few things that appeared below me.

Two highchairs.

A long table.

And a simple ornate chair on the other side.

"Less wine for me Ginny."

"Well, cutback a little on the fish stick then."

"Sure... Sure... or, we could decide with the Wabbajack!"

Before Sanguine could interject his point, Sheogorath fired. The table instantly shimmered and the foodstuffs changed to other foodstuffs.

"-... you just have to use my own wine." Sanguine deadpanned.

"Hey, don't diss the staff! I helped you make those wines, remember?"

Sanguine grumbled.

Finally, we landed. I took the only chair while the two took the ones opposite me.

"So, Alex- wait! You're not Alex, I'm also not the same Sheogorath you have in your memories... who are you?"

"Ashton Silverdrift. And you are Sheogorath. He is Sanguine. Yaddi yadda, you're both powerful and bored, blah blah, I appeared and messed with your plans, and now we're here. So-!"

"Wait, I have a plan?" Sheogorath asked Sanguine with utter confusion.

"Didn't you have that book of plans, that one time you thought you could show up Mora?" Sanguine asked in return.

"...that's just the Book of Mind Blowing. Literally! Well, if you could withstand it, you'd just be really really confused. Of course, if you don't- ha! You won't have a mind anymore!

"... or a head."

"Huh, what do you know. This multiverse is weird. I didn't know about that book. The only other book I remember was the book that Jyggalag made, that somehow you still kept." I added.

"Jyggala- oh damn. Ohhh damn. Those fucking elves." Sanguine cursed.

I don't know what's going on.

But Sheogorath seemed excited that the Daedric Prince of Merriment and Debauchery is pissed off. Almost bouncing in his seat.

"Sheggy, just. Just do your thing and get this man on the way. I have elves to mess with." Sanguine warped away.

"So, my dear mortal. You now know what happened in this universe's Jyggy."

"No, I'm lost."

"Hello Lost. Allow me to explain."

"Ha. Ha." I deadpanned.

Sheo ignored me, "In this multiverse, the only reason why I exist as Sheogorath and not as the other guy, Daedric Prince of Order, was because of the elves. The first of their kinds saw the unbearable might of the Order, they tricked the other Princes into doing what you can see today.

"But they cannot easily trick or request the Daedric Princes to do something against one of them. They provide counter-balance to this universe. And should the balance fail?

"Destruction of the mortals that Lorkhan had worked for. So, if I am right-"

I interrupted him, "I thought you knew what happe-"

"AM I THE DAEDRIC PRINCE OF KNOWLEDGE?!"

"No-"

"Sod off!" he shouted. The fucking Daedric Prince of Madness everyone.

"As I was saying, they invited Ginny over and did the trickery. How Ginny forgot and only remember now, we may never know."

Sheogorath pulled Elder Scrolls from his suit's inner pocket, "And without further ado,

"I bid you, shoo!"

Sheogorath mutilated his foot threw his shoe...

At my face.

Complete with his mutilated foot and complementary cheese. The hundreds of Elder Scrolls followed after a half millisecond.

"Wait-!"

I saw darkness.

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Pre-caching assets...

Refreshing memory...

Resyncing [Phenomena Resolution Cortex]...

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-x-x-x-
Dealt with.
Or not?

[/] Bribe Sanguine and Sheogorath.
[/] Deal with Sanguine and Sheogorath.
[/] Profit.

+ Magic System
+ Spell crafting mechanics
+ Enchanting mechanics
+ Spell books from Elder Scrolls 1E - 4E 303
+ Enchanting Table and Enchanting Matrices
+ Alchemy Table and Alchemical Materials
+ Research System
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Where the hell am I Sheogorath?!

*fwooom*

A normal scrolled up parchment smacked into my face.

"I don't care. Activate your Memory File or some such before I sic Mora unto your beautiful ass. Ta-ta!"

I felt the beginnings of- of- a fear of an unbridled, horrifying, unnerving feeling of being violated by- by- tenta- fuck!

In no time at all, I blazed through my Inventory.

There. [Memory File: Chapter 16]

ACTIVATE!

What the hell is that light-

Oh fu-

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-three Elder Scrolls were pulled open as I made them rotate around me, accelerating as I get blurred visions.

Of people smiting ingots into weapons.

Of minds giving form to enchantments.

Of Truths giving form to Facts.

Of Concepts defining Ideas.

Of the Abyss defining All.

Overwhelmed with power, I sought my real goal.

And at once, I was all place, and all place was I. Where there is no middle, no beginning, and no end.

And at once, I saw that what I was seeking to achieve was part of the Gamer's Powers.

And at once, I saw that True Freedom was already part of the Gamer's Powers.

All I needed was to reach.

All I needed was a step.

All I needed was to live.

Every time I do, I succeed.

Every time I do, I grow.

Every time I do, I die...?

Knowledge knocked onto the proverbial door the Elder Scrolls set-up for me and still came stampeding towards me anyways. It had the decency to knock at least.

Power assaulted my protected mind.

Space warped; and I peered through all my lives.

All my failed attempts at subjugating power.

All my successful attempts at empowering myself.

All my struggle for the sake of struggling.

I welcomed it all,

I grabbed it all,

I absorbed it all.

And before long, I subsided with new knowledge.

And holy fucking shit.

I was powerful. But also dumb. Very Impulsive. And still am.

I was first stuffed into the body of one Alexander Mercer, then some shenanigans happened. I was so powerful. But I wielded that power like a child. Even The One True God and some other Entity made Sheogorath do some shit. And now that I think of The One True God, he/she maybe my parent. Evident from my childish exploits way back when.

Flashes of experiences went through the fore of my mind.

I was then stuffed into various other bodies as I accomplished goal after goal, I was hurled into different universes. Some were even due to my choices. Some were of glorified quests or missions.

But, as always, I never reached True Absolute Power. One Beyond Creation and much more potent than Infinity and Eternity combined across an Omniverse.

I almost reached OmniLock and I threw it away by acting like a child.

But the Truth...

The Truth is far from Reality.

I was powerful as can be imagined.

I was that and beyond.

I grew tired of responsibilities of being so powerful, I presided over my own domain of endless realities.

In my infinite wisdom, I threw nearly all my powers to three of my greatest creations. To allow them to take over my responsibilities.

As soon as I did, I took a dive into the endless expanse of realities.

Truth hurts. And the truth is? I was stupidly bored.

So powerful, I've done everything.

And then-!

In my infinite wisdom, I set about to creating a system that flushes unwanted or unnecessary memories that I have.

So, so, so stupid! And so highly complicatedly thought of. If you've experienced everything again, it will all result to the same problem I've had being bored.

▓▓▓ !

Oh shit, mom!

And so, I ran away and began my adventure.

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MY EYYYYYYYEESSSSSS!

FUCK YOU SHEO-*fwoom*-OW, that was my nose you sick fuck!

"Get over here and do it. -Love, Sheo.
"P.S. You can heal it, if you want, you can do it to me too? *Gasp*
"P.P.S. Ooooohh, you kinky little stud. I like you."

Chills ran down my spine.

Fucking gayshit genderless daedra.

Breathe...

1...

2...

3...

Exhale...

Now I want to fucking have my revenge on the fuck wads that did shit to me, every single time I died to ROBs.

...Or, I could engage an Equivalent Exchange and reset all the realities.

All of them.

Resetting seems to be the optimal thing so I could ensure myself that those I care for are not thrown into harm's way.

Last I could remember, is a quest related to Sanctuary of Safety falling.

Holy fuck.

...resetting it is.

'Equivalent Exhange...?'

[Equivalent Exchange]
Desired Output:
Required Input:

[O] | [X]

Ah, there it is.

Desire output is the reset of all omniverses that has; interacted with me, I have interacted with, and the source of all circumstances that lead to me being here as of this moment.

Required Input is... everything except the bare necessities? Sure, why not.

Please confirm.

[O] | [X]

Alright, there we go.

This has been an infuriatingly convoluted set of playthroughs, hopefully I get something proper on the next ones.

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Pre-caching assets...

Refreshing memory...

Resyncing [Phenomena Resolution Cortex]...

Enacting [Equivalent Exchange]...

Creating System Restore Point...

Analyzing [Desired Output]... conflict detected.

Retrofitting- error.

System crash imminent.

Applying [Required Input]...

Checksum error: ∞

Applying all emergency protocols...