Chapter 36 - Finally, some intelligent conversation

"So you are his system." Void answered. He couldn't be found by looking for what is there, only what isn't there. As the personification of the Void, his body is a literal Void in existence, lacking all light, appearing completely black.

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Indeed and yo% are the Vo!d Dungeon. The strongest [email protected] Dungeon currently active.

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"Abomination may be stretch, I still possess logical reasoning," Void replied.

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Yes but for how long?

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"Fair enough." Void replied.

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What did you wish to speak about?

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"How the reincarnator system works along with possible ways to exploit them." Void straightforwardly asked.

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YOU! A FOOL LIKE YOU WANTS ME TO DO THAT!

I KNOW YOUR HISTORY!

YOUR DUNGEON ONCE RIVALLED THE CONTINENTS IN SIZE!

YOUR POWER SHOOK THE OCEANS!

HOWEVER IN YOUR ARROGANCE, YOU IGNORED THE WARNING OF A PERSON WHO COULD LITERALLY SEE THE FUTURE!

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And upon your final hour.

You were completely cornered and beaten.

You decided to sacrifice everything to the Void so that you may live another day.

However, you killed all your creatures in the process.

Bringing them true death.

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Realising your mistake, you tried to go to Oracle and apologize to him.

Atone for your arrogance perhaps.

BUT, YOU KILLED HIM!

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Void slowly raised his hand.

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YOU ARE A FOOL IN THE TRUEST MEANING OF THE WORD!

YOU THINK I WOULD DEAL WITH YOU!?

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"You know," Void said, his raised hand hovering above the green core behind the blue screen.

"I was expecting some intelligent conversation here," He continued as he put his hand on the core.

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WAIT!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?

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"You are not the first system I have encountered," He said a sudden black mist emanating from his hand.

"Nor is this the first reincarnator I have met," The mist moved and covered the entire core.

"I have met a reincarnator that can be completely destroyed in both body and soul, yet come back the next day as if nothing happened."

"I know a reincarnator who has a thousand faces and can change his body and personality at will."

"But three thing that has remained constant, the systems run off some form of karma, the reincarnator having to do something first and the system rewards him, that all systems are very logical and all aim to ensure the survival of their reincarnator host," The black mist expanded, covering the entire room.

"And yet," He paused for a second as if expecting an answer. Then he continued.

"You have not acted logically and your actions could be considered suicidal. You try to insult me when you know I no longer have the capacity to feel insulted, and even if you had that misconception."

"DID YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN DENY A GOD?" His voice was filled with power as the mist suddenly exploded, rushing to cover the entire dungeon.

The Goblin was covered in the mist, soon he disappeared, in his place a memory. No, a new reality. Instead of discovering the dungeon, he was beaten to death by the Hobgoblin chief.

The mist covered Penny, in her place was a new reality. A picture showing her former home in the Fae dungeon. Penny lying on a bed reading a book.

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YOU!?

YOU ARE DELETING HIM FROM EXISTENCE!?

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YOU ARE REWRITING HISTORY!?

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"Your mistake was thinking that you could best a God who controls both time and nothingness." His voice now flat, completely devoid of its previous power.

"Now then, show me some intelligent conversation." He said, the mist reaching the adventurers, removing them, in their place was the image of them still contemplating their next quest. As the dungeon was being erased from existence, his impact on the world was slowly being purged.

"Now, show me the actual system."

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"Finally," Void said, removing his hand. The mist receded, the new possible realities ended. Goblin and Penny returned to their original place, the adventurers though, stayed gone.

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Speech Program Version 3.7 Succesfully loaded.

Loading Basic Conversation Starter No. 3

Greetings Void.

"Some intelligent conversation," Void said, a small hint of satisfaction in his voice.

(Now with that big reveal, I CHANGE POVS BUAHAHAHA)

I looked down towards my hands. My REAL hands, not the fake green magic but also imaginary hands I had gotten used to over the past few weeks as a dungeon.

These were my real physical hands.

Looking at myself, I could see the same school uniform I wore before.

"What's happening?" My last memory was as a dungeon, I felt all my mana getting sucked away and my consciousness fading as a result.

And yet.

"Where am I?"

Instead of the dimly lit dirt room, I had gotten used to over the past few weeks, I was standing in front of an Old English looking metal gate. Looking around I could see a fence that stretched farther than I could see. Disappearing into a mist.

The area behind me was also covered in thick mist.

CREAK

The gates open in front of me.

After a moments consideration, I decided to try my other options. I turned around and tried to walk through the mist. Only to discover that I can't push past 3 meters as if the mist was pushing me back.

Seeing no other option, I entered through the gates.

CLANG

The gates close behind me.

"Well if this was a horror movie then I just fucked myself over."

There was a cobbled path in front of me. But the mist had completely covered the sides.

"But if this was a horror movie wouldn't there be a group of racially diverse teens to kill?"

I began walking on the path.

"Usually the black guy dies first, then the rest and the last survivor is the innocent blonde girl."

"Wait, if this was a horror movie when will I die?"

"If this was a horror movie you'd be the 3rd or 4th to die you smartass." I was surprised when somebody actually responded to me talking to myself.

My head was subconsciously looking down and I did not notice the fact that I had already arrived.

Looking up, I noticed I was in a garden of some type. In front of me was a huge mansion.

There was a girl, who looked slightly younger than me, in a simple white dress, leaning on a tree.

"Where am I? Who are you?" I asked.

"You are in a memory of something that has happened, will happen and also never happened, as for who I am, well just call me Oracle for now," She replied, jumping up and dusting herself off.

"Has, will and never happened? Oracle?" I asked.

"Well, maybe this might explain it better." She replied, and almost on cue, the doors to the mansion opened. And from the mansion emerged another girl, who looked exactly like the one I was talking too, the one who called herself Oracle.

Except, that the new girl was covered in blood. The white dress was soaked thoroughly in blood, she held a large kitchen knife in one hand, in the other she was dragging a body. The body was a male, his throat slit and blood still gushing out.

"She is me, from a time that has happened, will happen and never happened." The original girl who called herself Oracle stared at her doppelganger, then she snapped her fingers.

Suddenly, I found myself in a library.

"This is a memory of something that has, will and never happened." She continued. She gestured me to look in a direction. Sitting there reading was the man who I saw her doppelganger drag out moments ago.

He was perfectly healthy and was engrossed in a book. Flipping the pages by a candle.

Then, he raised his head, looking up a warm smile appeared on his face.

I saw the doppelganger walking towards him, the man had his arms outstretched.

The doppelganger ran towards him, the man embraced her.

Then, shock appeared on his face, as he pushed the girl back.

His shirt was stained with blood, and in the girl's hands, a knife freshly covered in blood.

With his left arm clutching his bleeding abdomen, he raised his right hand, muttering something as a circle of light appeared on his hands, aiming at the girl.

But the girl ran in and slashed his throat.

"This is just a memory, none of this ever happened, but it will happen and it has happened." The Oracle told me.

"Is... Is this some sort of time loop?" I asked, time loop being the first thing that came to mind.

"Hmm, calling this a time loop is probably better then cryptically saying it in different tenses." She replied her hand to her chin in a thoughtful manner.

"Well then as thanks how about a prophecy?" She asked.

"Wait, a prophecy?" I also asked.

"Answering questions with more questions, yes it is a prophecy I would lose my job as an Oracle if I didn't give one every few years." She replied, raising her hands she began doing some light stretches.

"Now then," She stopped and looked at me.

Her eyes glowed a bright azure. Then she began speaking.

A King of Nothing sits atop his empty throne.

An empty court, a chain to his crippled bones.

It is for his Pawns that he moves. That he breaks the chain.

His dreams simple and plain.

He threatens the Chaos, he bargains with Order.

His kingdom, built with blood as its mortar.

Her words were deafening as if pushing down on me. I wanted to run, to get away from this strange mansion. But I could not move. Her eyes, black with dots of light, as if the night sky was captured in her eyes. I could not tear my eyes away from hers.

Three blackbirds will visit him.

A Crow, bringing news of days long gone.

With the Raven, the game master comes.

And when the Vulture flies, then war has begun.

She finished, her eyes now looked like a universe was being born within it.

"Well, there's your prophecy, not a good one to be honest since its already happening but its the best I got right now."

"Well, times up! See ya!" She said. The ground seemed to cave underneath me, as I began falling.

"WAIT!" I yelled. She was disappearing further and further away from my view.

"OH YEAH! REMEMBER TO TELL VOID I SAID HI!" The girl yelled as she disappeared from my view.

(And with that big reveal, let's go back to the first big reveal.)

"You are the actual system?" Void posed this question to the blue box in front of him.

Incorrect.

This unit is approximately 56% of the actual system.

The other one is 38% of the system.

"You two are both the system?" He asked.

Correct.

As you may have noticed we both add up to make up approximately 94% of the system,

However, due to unpredictable circumstances, we have been separated.

This unit is the program responsible for the majority of logic and calculations and the other unit is the programs for:

Emotion

Creativity

Speech

Interaction

Generated Personality

"And what event led you to this?"

Soul Collapse.

The Reincarnator host was unable to secure a sufficient body in time, and as such, the system attached to his soul suffered damage as well.

"And what happened afterward?"

With both programs suffering damage. The decision was made for this unit to begin repairs on both the system and the reincarnator host's soul. As they both suffered damage. The other program was to continue normal function of the system. However, repairs became increasingly difficult and the other program began showing signs of data corruption. As such, this unit began preparing to put the reincarnator host in a prolonged hibernation state. The other unit agreed with my course of action. And began executing the necessary actions.

"You were going to do this through the Dryad."

Correct.

Void wasn't surprised. When he saw the Dryad in the midst of a forced evolution, he knew it was going to fail. That amount of mana simply could not be held in a body that didn't have a mana core.

If that evolution continued, the large amount of unstable mana would cause a large explosion, only the dungeon core would survive. The core itself would take a large amount of damage, and would automatically spend all absorbed mana into repairing itself, forcing it into hibernation.

"How did you two use your power on that Dryad or that Ant for that matter?"

Fragments of the reincarnator's soul fell into them and took them as host.

Due to the fact that their souls were originally from the host soul and that their bodies could be considered extensions of the dungeon's body, we were able to manipulate them through using loopholes.

Recreating this on a large scale is unlikely as the system requires at the very least for the original soul to be more than 50% intact.

"So that's why." Void put his hand on his chin in a thoughtful manner. He wanted to explore the possibility of mass producing monsters that would also have access to the system, however, the system as if reading his mind immediately shot the idea down.

What would be your next course of action?

Void considered for a brief moment. Then asked.

"Are you able to continue repairs during my time pause?"

I am able to continue repairs, however, repairs on the reincarnator's soul is expected to take approximately:

236 Years 9 Months 26 Days 19 Hours and 49 Minutes.

Since recreating the lost soul shards are expected to take prolonged calculations and much approximation.

"What about the system?"

3 Hours 28 Minutes.

"Focus on repairing the system, his soul would be fine during the time stop. And I may have a way to quickly fix his soul."

How?

"A soul is essentially a bundle of memories. You are planning to recreate his old memories to fill up the patches. However, since the soul is memories, what if you make new memories?"

I find your proposition.

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I find your proposition.

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I find your proposition.

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Theoretical

Unlikely

Possible There are some flaws.

The time needed to create new experiences would take far too long, especially for a dungeon which experiences little stimuli in comparison to other races.

If you are to stage scenarios for him to experience, then too much may cause an adverse effect, too little and his soul completely collapses before the desired effect takes place.

"Then you simply need to keep his soul stable, since you are able to repair it, you must be able to keep it stable for a few years."

I...

I...

I require a reason. Why are you doing this?

"I am simply looking after the next generation."

Fine.

I shall begin reintegration of both programs.

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Void left the dungeon, the world outside was still stopped.

He saw a grey elf, still sitting right where he left her.

Grey had come earlier to help Plant, however, he talked her down, telling her that her methods were too... extreme. And most importantly noticeable.

He did not want to make too large of an incident out of this. His original plan was to watch over Plant and if the adventurers tried to take his core, he would pause time and replace the core with an unintelligent type.

However, things did not go as planned and he was forced to make his move early.

"I suppose I should end the time stop by now." He muttered to himself.

CAW CAW

But before he could do anything. He heard a sound.

Instantly he turned around, his hand encased in a dark mist.

He was face to face with a crow.

The crow was moving without difficulty, even when it was inside the area of a time stop.

"Why are you here?" Void asked, the black mist appearing even more prominently.

The crow looked at him and flew off.

CAW CAW

"Shit," Void swore to himself.

Clapping his hands he ended the time stop.

Grey suddenly jumped up at Void suddenly appearing in front of her.

"Stop doing that!" She yelled. But Void was already walking past her.

"Call all the dungeons, I am moving forward the Annual Meetings." Void replied.

Grey got up and began following him.

"What!? What about Plant?" She asked her face confused.

"Already got him." Void said, a green orb suddenly appearing in his hand.

"What about the--"

"His monsters are in a separate space." Void cut her off.

"The giant mana signature?"

"Let it explode." Void replied impassionately.

"Why are moving forward the Annual Meetings? Where are we having the Annual Meetings?" Grey was on the verge of a panic attack.

"There's a chance of another war with humanity and we will have it at Seven's place as usual." Void replied with nonchalance.

"A war...?" Grey stopped and looked at him in shock.

"What... Why? When? How will we even get to Sevens place? He's thousands of kilometers away!?" Grey yelled.

"I already called Sky Dungeon, his people should pick us up shortly." Void replied, his hands moving across a keyboard only he could see as he called the needed people in the Forums.

Grey stood dumbstruck.

"Hurry up, we don't have time to save." Void's flat voice broke her stupor, as Grey ran to catch up with Void, mentally rehearsing the barrage of questions she had prepared.

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Reintegration successful System Functions: 86% complete

86% Deemed acceptable.

Beginning Protocol 3. Highest Priority. Creating Reincarnator Profile.

Reincarnator No. 78

Designation: The Reincarnator Dungeon

System: The Achievement System

Protocol 3 Complete. Protocol 3 Complete. Protocol 3 Complete. Protocol 3 $#mplete.