《A Fool fooling around in another world》Yu's the name, looting's my game!
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The knives Janna threw, make their way towards the half naked guy with a threatening pace.
But just as they were about to reach his vital points, smoke rises up from the ground, and condenses, just to catch the flying danger mid-air.
'What the fuck? Since when is "Smoke" magic a thing?!'
The halo loses its brilliance slowly and dimnishes. The opponent is again able to move.
"THIS IS IT! I WON'T LET YOU DISTURB ME ANYMORE!" (???)
"DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FUCK, YOU SICK BASTARD?!" (Janna)
'Oh, nice comeback.'
He raises up pillars of smoke, which attack Janna one after another like a barrage similar to a jackhammer.
The entire building trembles at the sheer amount of force, pounding at Janna's vicinity.
Why she doesn't get hit? Well, the magical girl just had to swish once with her hand, and immediately a pink shield protects her from any harm.
'This trembling fucks me up like nothing else. It's like I'm a fucking vibrator...'
Just wanted to tell ya, that your mana managed to recover up to 50%.
'50%? Already? Damn, this mana regeneration is pretty handy. Maybe I should carve my next magic circle for it?'
I stand up for a second, and stomp once with my foot.
"Gravity control" activates, and the trembling of the skyscraper stops.
Shouldn't you rather help your little sister, with your recovered mana?
'Help her?'
I follow Janna's fight again.
She advances forward, the shield still without a scratch.
The pounding of the enemy gets even faster and stronger. (Author's note: I know exactly what y'all are thinking about the pounding.)
The ground starts to give in already, but she still continues to approach him with a furious expression.
The slow steps change to a fast jog, until she sprints at him like a predator.
'Nah, she got this in the bag. She's gotta grow.'
I just wonder what spell she's gonna use next. I mean, the halo was pretty unique.
"MAGICAL DROPKICK!" (Janna)
Janna covers her feet in the pink aura and launches herself forward.
'But I guess she's still a bit too inexperienced in fights. Gotta help her at least a bit.'
I carve a magic circle in the ground, faster than anyone can see.
Janna's opponent smiles at her.
"HA! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN HIT ME SO EASI-" (???)
At that moment, she landed inside of his stomach pit.
He flies backwards, directly in my direction. I dodge him lazily and he gets imbedded into the wall.
Janna once again launches forward, and repeatedly dropkicks him in his stomach.
Each time her feet hit, he vomits an incredible amount of blood.
"WHY COULDN'T I SUMMON MY CLONE?!" (???)
"SHUT UP!" (Janna)
Another dropkick.
'Oops, time to stop her.'
"Alright! This is it for the boss fight! You put up a good fight and all, but you can't really go up against a new transformation, unless you're me." (Me)
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Praising your own achievements, eh?
'Oh come on, don't act like it wasn't awesome how I defeated a normie, who was strengthened by a celestial being.'
...
It was as impressive as ever, Master.
'Thanks, Chicken.'
May I ask, that you stop adressing me as such?
'...I thought that was your name?'
No, it isn't, Master. The Master of the contracted has to bestow a name upon his familiar.
'Oh... well, gotta do that sometime then...'
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY MAGIC?!" (???)
"No need to shout so much, damn. And no, I'm not gonna reveal my secret weapon to you just like that. Who do you think I am?" (Me)
"Yu? Can I really not finish him off?" (Janna)
Janna looks at me with her new, pink puppy eyes.
'Now she has cool eyes too... I'm cursed...'
Are we not gonna talk about her, pleading to kill that guy with puppy eyes?
"No, you can't. I'll do that for you. In the meantime, you can read his mind." (Me)
I condense mana into handcuffs, and bind him to the wall so he can't move.
Pouting, Janna proceeds to-
SHE'S POUTING BECAUSE SHE CAN'T KILL A GUY!
'BECAUSE HE HURT THE ONE SHE LOVES! LET THE NARRATOR DO HIS JOB!'
-put her hand on top of the weird guy's forehead. A lightshow later, she signals that she has the needed information.
"Now then, any last words?" (Me)
"YOU HAVE MADE THE WRONG FOE! SOONER OR LATER, OUR GLORIOUS LEADER WILL-" (???)
"Yeah yeah, foreshadowing after foreshadowing. Anything else? Come on, I'm giving you a chance here." (Me)
He falls into thought for a split second, but doesn't avert his eyes from mine.
"Can I at least have my sandwich?" (???)
"OH, COME ON! ARE THOSE REALLY YOUR LAST WORDS, YOU DEGENRATE FUCK?!" (Me)
His gaze doesn't change.
"Fuck off." (Me)
I point my finger at him and shoot my "Raygun".
You gained 18 levels!
'WHAT?! 18?! IT'S BEEN AGES SINCE I RAISED MY LEVEL, AND NOW I EVEN GET 18 AT ONCE?! Nice.'
STATUS
STATS
Level: 249 Statpoints: 129
HP: 118 MP: 15863 HP REGEN: 0.45/sec MP REGEN: 0.75/sec
STR: 50 DEX: 130 END: 45 INT: 75 WIS: 75 CHR: 50 LCK: 40
ABILITIES
ACTIVE: Space of distorted Time; Lightning step (shortcut: clap); Raygun (shortcut: pointed finger); Enhance (shortcut: slap desired part of body); Lightning clad (shortcut: touch both shoulders diagonally) ; Blink (shortcut: flick); Higher Heal (shortcut: Point at target with pinky and thumb); Search life (shortcut: touch temples) ; Embed Lightning (shortcut: tap weapon of choice twice); Connect Lightning (shortcut: lock fingers); Cure higher disease (shortcut: Point pinky at target); Cure higher curse (shortcut: point ringfinger at target); Counter (Auto); Warphole (shortcut: twist your wrist); Invisibility (shortcut: Cross arms); Spacial cut (shortcut: swing of arm); Intermediate Gravity control (shortcut: stomp with your foot); Analyzing Eyes; Space Prison (Shortcut: Cup hands); Spacial Domain (Shortcut: Grab forearm); Mirage (Shortcut: Touch thumbs);
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PASSIVE: Perfect Body control; Extreme Magic potential (Gift from God); Perfect language comprehension; Inventory; Shortcut; Twin Dagger Mastery (100%); Throwing Knives Mastery (100%); Higher Throwing Knives Mastery (25%); Nearly-complete understanding of Magic circles; Spatial Perception; Higher Twin Dagger mastery (18%); Teamwork; Additional Health Regeneration (Additional 0.5/sec)
AFFINITIES: Lightning (99,99%); Life (95,75%); Space (63,30%);
TITLES
The one who made God vomit
You're fucking ridiculous
Nightmare of the magic Forest
Master of the Harem
Potential ???
One who shall fight the Gods
CONTRACTS
Unnamed (Threeheaded Lionchicken)
Magic Circles
1. Increase of trainingspeed (5x)
2. Ethereal Body
3. Cleanse all disorders of the mind
(Author's note: Haven't seen that in a while, eh?)
'I just hope for the "Life" attribute that I get a shitload of extra after I used the spark of life, cause the last 45,75% of progress were nearly useless.'
"Alright Janna, information." (Me)
"Yes! His name was Ker Mit. Not very high in the organisation, but had some connections. That's how he got his own building and became overseer of a planet. Because he was such a small fry, he only visited one other HQ in his entire life." (Janna)
''Fuck, really? Nearly nothing after all this shit?" (Me)
She looks at me, as if it's her fault.
"*Sigh* Good job, nevertheless, in both, defeating him and getting the information. One last question. Where's the national treasure?" (Me)
She brightens up immediately at my praise.
'I'm glad that she fell for me. If she fell for some bad guy, it would really be a shame.'
Wait, you're not a bad guy?
"Yes! The book you're searching for is in the right drawer inside of his desk!" (Janna)
"A national treasure is inside of his drawers, eh?" (Me)
I look around the wrecked room, and find his table. I approach it with light steps, in anticipation of what it's gonna be.
'Please, don't tell me it's porn. Please, don't tell me it's porn. Please, don't tell me it's porn. Please, don't tell me it's porn. Please, don't tell me it's porn.'
Please, let it be porn.
"But... you might be a bit disappointed of the content..." (Janna)
"It's porn again, isn't it?" (Me)
"No?" (Janna)
'THANK GOD!'
In another realm.
"No problem." (God)
Back to our MC.
"But... it's still weird..." (Janna)
I fasten my pace, and rip the drawer out, not being able to endure the tension anymore.
"..."Alchemy for idiots"..." (Me)
...
"Yes..." (Janna)
...
"THIS SHITTY WORLD!" (Me)
With all my power, I throw the book infuriated on the floor.
"I WILL FUCKING BURN THIS WORLD TO ASHES! IT'LL BE MY FIRST TARGET FOR DESTRUCT-" (Me)
In the moment the book collided with the ground, I was able to catch a glimpse of the content.
'..."DIY poison, with which you can kill Gods! ❤️"...'
"Wait, what?" (Me)
I open the book for the first time, directly at the last page.
DIY poison, with which you can kill Gods! ❤️
Helololo guys!!!!! It's your cute Alchemy-chan again, back for another veeeery~ simple lesson on how to make a veeeery~ simple poison. ❤️
Once again, you have to follow eveeeeery~ instruction veeeery~ carefully, or else you'll make it blow up! Tehee! ❤️
So today, we're gonna make a poison which can let even Gods bleed out of every orifice, like they're a beautiful fountain! ❤️
But first, of course, you need the following ingredients~ ❤️:
At that point, even I was... surprised.
"IS THAT BITCH FUCKING KIDDING ME?! I NEED WHAT?!" (Me)
Ingredients:
Cores of celestial beasts: 160x
Hearts of Fallen Gods: 80x
Blood of Celestials: 60 Litres
...
The list goes on and on with unbelievable challenges, but the end gives me a small ray of hope.
If you follow the aforementioned instructions, then you should have enough poison for... a loooot~ of Gods! ❤️
And this concludes my book! Thank you very much my dear readers. I'm super, super saaad that I have to leave you now, but I love you all veeeery~ much! ❤️
This is a bye-bye! Ciao, from your most favourite Alchemy-chan! ❤️
'I can kill multiple Gods, with this... hehe.'
"I love it when he smiles like this..." (Janna)
I close the book, completely satisfied at my new harvest.
"Well then, my dear little sister. Ready for the next world?" (Me)
"I have information and can give it to you anytime!" (Janna)
Suddenly, something comes to my mind.
"But we have to do a quick stop at our own world. There's still something I have to do." (Me)
"Tch... with all those enemies again." (Janna)
I clap once, and activate "Lightning Step" to draw a reverse summoning circle for the both of us.
After the usual procedure of stepping into the circle, and blacking out again, I wake up inside my own room at the dorms. Janna in my arms.
"Y- Yu? Is that you?!" (Lydia)
I see Lydia jumping off her bed and hurrying to me.
"Is there anyone else who has a face this handsome?" (Me)
And, to my surprise, she hugs me immediately.
"YOU WERE GONE FOR A WHOLE YEAR!" (Lydia)
"Fuck off, I wasn't." (Me)
She lets go of me.
"Yeah, you weren't-" (Lydia)
"You didn't get enough ass beatings yet, did you?" (Me)
"-but welcome back." (Lydia)
'...'
"Fuck off with this nice shit, what do you want?" (Me)
"I hate you." (Lydia)
With such heartwarming words, I was finally back at home.
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