#system mc

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Poli went out for… something, you weren't listening very much since you were busy with your own issues. So now you're stuck with watching the sheep again, which normally would be okay, but right now you are trying to figure out what went wrong with the system that caused the sudden World shift, and they keep wandering about! 

Neru said this wasn't supposed to happen since they had fail safes, but not impossible to encounter, since previous users experienced it as well, despite it all. 

Neru panicked when they couldn't find a way to solve the problem at first, nearly flying through the screen with how fast they were going. You told them to keep calm and that you have faith in their abilities; they saved you before.

Just avoid interacting with anything powerful, and you should stabilize enough to find the problem. Just ignore the numerous powerful entities in this world while being deep in one of their territories, and we should be fine!

Let’s be optimistic, since this Poseidon appears neglectful enough to avoid coming to the island before you can sense him and hide, you should probably be fine. 

“Ok, thanks, System. Thank you also, Neru, for coming to help.” 

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‧₊˚✧[ (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) ]✧˚₊‧

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You are currently wrangling back Parton, Dolly’s twin, back to the flock since that lamb, mischievous and energetic, got startled by a butterfly and ran off.

You can hear the sheep baa-ing and running further in, you calmly follow after the panicky sheep, slowly scaring the sheep towards one of your traps built for runaway sheep and later hear the trap click into action and a confused baa follows. You climb out of the shrubbery and into a clearing where you spot Parton, pinned down by a net, finally calming down since the butterfly flew away.

“Cheeky Parton, you fought a weird hog beast but are afraid of a butterfly?” you shake your head as you approach the calm animal and unhook him from the trap and tie a lead to his homemade collar, you cut from the cyclop’s spare clothes. He has luxurious, high quality cloth but still chooses the toga you made for him. 

Which, sweet of him to cherish it, but c'mon dude! This was perfectly good too. Not that the clothes you made him were bad or anything, you tried to copy the style of the traditional robes of Greece, but the clothes you made were just slightly off, given they were made with modern techniques.

 Which looked out of place before, but not anymore since apparently? The gods here have instagram and social media, at least their own version anyway. 

This place almost reminds you of home, the technology, the memes, the pollution is better here, oh and one major difference, everyone is Just. Built. Different.  Like supermodel hot in some cases and hob goblin in others, with historically inaccurate clothing choices sometimes. Like the poseidon here, why is his chest just Out? You felt scandalized at first when you saw him but got over it since he was ruder than he was hot.

 Epic Poseidon was beautiful and regal and he was- semi modest? You don't remember. At least he wasn't flashing the world, he had some shame. No shaming this poseidon here, maybe for also being neglectful and a rude jerk, but dress how you want king, just give me a warning next time. Some of us are still going to react like Victorian ladies ok?

As you slowly approach your little campsite full of fat, round, fluffy and well-cared-for sheep flock, you begin singing a tune. A familiar tune that the sheep remember belong to you alone. Safety. Rest. Peace. 

They clump together in groups and begin snoozing as your song becomes nothing more than a mellow hum in their cottony ears. The lamb you're leading begins trotting sluggishly, letting out sleepy baaa’s until he trips over his twin and the trio of Dolly, Parton and Lil Bean begin snoozing comfortably on the ground. 

You carefully untie the lead from the Parton’s collar and make your way to the center and make yourself comfy on a flat rock and bob your head to the melody with a small chiming of your bell collar. 

Ching. Ching. Ching.

You continue humming and keep your voice steady as you receive a System notification.

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𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌

‎‧₊˚✧[ Sheepy Sleepy Time]✧˚₊

‎‧₊˚✧[Care for the sheep while the Cyclops is away]✧˚₊

˙⋆✮ Quests Completed ✮⋆˙ 

 ➤ Make sheep fall asleep

➤ Find lost sheep (1)

➤ Make 40+ creatures fall asleep

➤ Make a godly being fall asleep

➤ Survive an encounter with the god of mischief

➤ Skill level up: Lullaby Melodies

➤.…… 

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You almost choke on your voice and nearly startle the others awake, which wouldn’t be good, cause apparently another god is here?! What are they doing here? Aren't gods supposed to be territorial or something? That was the whole premise of Epic: don’t cross the gods and their domains! 

And god of mischief? Isn’t that from a completely different religion? Why is there a god from a different region in Greece? Are you even in Greece anymore? Stupid world shift. Ok, let's locate the god and hide far away, the sheep should be fine, if not, you’ll fight for them, godly being be damned.  

You can blow some Forgetful Mist into their face (Wait. Would that even work on them?), and if things go south, you can teleport the sheep to the cave and abandon this world. That is, if Neru has fixed the problem with the System yet, they said as long as the world isn't a Corrupted World, your leave should be easy.

You can't deal with a corrupted world right now!

Your inner panic is interrupted as some of the sheep begin stirring, and you quickly continue your song. You're looking for anything out of the ordinary. OK, so this god is the god of mischief? From the Norse religion. So the guy must be Loki. ok what do you know about him? You think as you move around clumps of sleeping sheep, looking here and there for anything humanoid.

Marvel made him dark-haired, dressed in green, and pale like a fairy, right? Wait, did they? Or was that one of the worlds you visited? You put in a System Search request and make your voice louder so that things stay asleep.

Is he gonna appear like that or maybe something traditional like Epic Poseidon, dressed in a chiton from Greece? Will he be dressed up as a Viking in cold-weather clothes? Hmmm. You think as you slowly make rounds around the edge of your campsite, singing ever melodic and prominent. 

Can this god shapeshift? Myths said he did so, is he disguised as one of your sheep? You begin taking extra careful glances of your sheep as your System finally grants you access to the Research menu.

Why would he, though? gods only ever hid if they were in... trouble! Oh gosh, did this guy make someone mad and was hiding here?! Will they follow him here?! 

You stumble on a root, causing you to click something on your System screen, eating dirt, and momentarily ceasing your singing. You quickly get back to it, but that small slip-up and noise woke up something previously happily sleeping, now rudely awoken. Now searching for who interrupted their actual real sleep in a millennium.

Ah biscuits.

“Hmmm, now who would dare interrupt a god's sleep? Come out, whoever you are, and I just might be merciful... Or not~ that was a pretty good sleep after all..” a male voice speaks, and you immediately freeze. Oh snap, Time to flee- Hey! What are you doing to my sheep!

Suddenly, he grabs one of the now awake, confused and bleary-eyed sheep and shakes them around causing it to cry out. “What a funny looking sheep you are. Did you interrupt my sleep?” The poor lamb, Junior officer Woolly, the young calf to Lieutenant Chops, cries out for its parents, who cry out but to him also, but keep a distance from the stranger. 

Why is this guy’s hair green?! And he’s in modern clothing too. What is up with these guys and shirt cutouts in their clothes! Don’t they get cold- oh wait yea, they don’t care. Still, this guy is a jerk! Why is he shaking a poor baby? Godly be darned, you are gonna kill him…

“Hmm and where did that lovely music go too, I wasn’t aware that one of apollo’s nymphs was here” he puts down the now shaken lamb as it scurries away on shaky legs and you watch with an aching heart as it stumbles and cries towards the pile of scared sheep now in the middle of the clearing bleating out for their currently missing protector, You.

“No wait, this is Poseidon's territory... so they must be hiding. Oh, how fun! A game of hide and seek, and my prize could be some nice sleep, heehee~” He snaps towards your campsite and vanishes with smoke, now on the rock platform you were perched on before. The sheep became terrified again and began to move towards the edge of the clearing, some making their way near you seeking comfort.

"Woolly! poor baby, cmon over here, I got you now, I'll get rid of the bad man for you like how Antonius planned for Telebob. I'll make him into fertilizer for my gardenias." You mutter to the sheep currently shaking in your arms.

“I swear I heard the singing come from here.” He approaches the path you took to get Parton back to the flock. “Hmm no footprints, only dumb sheep prints- hang on.” He crouches down to the ground.

“A second set of footprints, how small they are. Huff, and here I thought I had a pretty nymph singing me to sleep, at least the child could still be a musician in my court.” Say what now? During your panic of whatever the heck the man meant, he turns into a snake and begins sniffing around on the ground where you previously were.

Oh, okay, so this world has shapeshifters who kidnap people just minding their own business? That is completely Greek mythos, please stop.

The sheep are getting noisy, calling out and crying. It is not safe here. I have to get him away from the sheep. You have finally decided on how you are going to kill this man; screw divine idiots, he crossed a line by harming the lambs. If you do manage to kill him, Neru can probably type it off as self-defense (probably).

"Wait, can gods die here? Neru, can we try that out?"

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𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌

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Crumbs, this is the worst time to have ever suggested Neru do maintenance early. Ok, Plan C: Kill the guy without help from Neru.

"Found you."

Mheee- Dude. Let go of me! You are snatched out of your hiding spot by your sheep ankles and then proceed to be held by your cloak. It would have choked you if not for the fact that you have enough fluff there. Your not-a-beard, beard saved the day! (You're just floofy :) )

"Huff, all that work for a weird-looking sheep with a cloak... how disappointing. Is it the caretaker for the flock? Where is the owner?" He glances around, noting the lack of anything with cognitive thought, especially the sheep he is holding; its head is just empty.

This is getting tiring. Next world, you're choosing a tall character to step on people. All right,(non-existent) Mods, let's ban this guy.

As you begin charging your equipped ‎‧₊˚✧[Mini Banhammer‎]✧˚₊ from your Inventory and plan to smack this guy dead, the roar of waves distracts both of you.

"What do you think you are doing in my territory and touching what's mine." Ruh roh raggy. I'm going to be made into lamb chops at this rate. A man emerges from the nearby river, riding against the current, and jumps down from the wave he used as his ride. He stands tall and poised, with a golden trident glimmering in his hands.

"Ah, poseidon! Nothing to concern you, just grabbing something that wandered into your territory. I'll be quick and remove it soon," he turns around to face the newly arrived Jerk. This nymph is starting to not be worth the effort, now that poseidon has found me in his territory, I'll get an earful from Father, maybe I can pin this on Thor..

Water Jerk? What are you doing here? Did something happen to Poli? You worry as your struggling loses focus as the god no longer shakes and inspects you.

"You are in my territory. The sheep you have been disturbing are my son's. So that ugly Lamb in your grasp is mine. Now get out before I flush you out."

Yoink. Ching. Ching.

Did that waste of pollution just-? I will rob you when you blink, ugly sand model.  You huff indignantly now in his grasps and still being manhandled. Just shoo this guy away so I can run away with the flock. Wait- where are we going, put me down!

You witness him raise a hand and figures move in the ends of your vision towards your sheep. Wait- where are we going, put me down!

He then proceeds to toss you into the cold river. -No, not into the river! He's going to kill me!

You hear splashes in the water, followed by bleating calls of sheep. Not the sheep... I'll kill you next when I respawn if my sheep are dead... you vow as you're pulled under the current.

Someone please help the sheep....

《◇》Timeskip《◇》

Why did you end up here, in a marble throne room, with you trying desperately not to catch a man's eye?

I hate you, I hate this, I hate your blindly white room, would it kill you to have at least be sea themed? What a kowa bummer you and your castle are. That's it, I'm bombing this world except my friends. I'm gonna find a way to kill every last "divine' being here and rid the world of their horrible influence. What a kowa bummer you and your castle are. You are getting ransacked the moment I can guarantee an escape for me and the others. You grumble as you munch on a soft and tasty bread you managed to sneak from a passing server via your Five-Finger Discount ability and a bit of portal work. As the sheep pace around you, somehow understanding your need for cover and blocking any view of you and the young lambs hiding in the back together.

Poli! Come pick me up now, please! I am incredibly out of my depth. I need someone to grab me gently and not treat me like how toddlers treat their least favorite Barbie. I wanna leave so badlyyy. System! Is Neru available yet?

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𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌

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No then. Ahhhh Neru! When will your maintenance be over! Help me pleaseee! I hate this so muchhh, I never should have left the cave! If I survive this, I'll be a shut-in for the rest of this world!

Director's cut!

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Since you were in a PG world previously, you are automatically censored for cursing. Cursing is filtered, and the User is fined, so you just naturally stopped cursing since you started going broke.  But since the world you're in has a different rating (14+), cursing is open; however, you've been accustomed to saying more... meaningful things than actual curses.

"You egg sucking worm. I bet a fart is more welcome than you." "You gormless minger, you."

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‎‧₊˚✧[ I think were gonna have to kill this guy「°•`୨🄿🄻🄰🅈🄴🅁•°ৎ 」(¬_¬") ]✧˚₊

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"All right, I'm down for that- wait, you just used a meme, Neru, I am so proud!"

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‎‧₊˚✧[(˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)]✧˚₊

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໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

Planning to add a snippet of our time ghosting around the Epic crew or whatever Poli (Polyphemus) was doing. Hint: He went to search for Wisdom regarding sight. ;)

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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄:

「°•`୨🄿🄻🄰🅈🄴🅁•°ৎ 」

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As you sit on a window ledge gazing down upon the flower beds you continue sketching in your old fashioned notebook, (which adapted to match the eras standard). You look up occasionally to make sure you get the details right, grumbling occasionally and undoing parts you messed up on, you don't notice a set of footsteps approaching you from behind. They too have no business in an abandoned building, but the pretty maid sketching on expensive paper has less so. “Might I ask why a maid like you is doing up here, this place is restricted from the lower class.” You don't turn around, too busy bopping your head and murmuring parts of the song with Systems's built in music player, the current playlist that got you jamming is a recommended one from their personal playlist, who would've thunk that System(that robotic system) would listen to such good, normal music, maybe you might try the elvish music they recommend next- “you know it's quite rude to ignore someone of higher standing-” “Huh?” The shoulder he just grabbed isn't in his grasp anymore, neither is the person, infact, it appears as if no one was here at all!

The wasted paper on the ground is gone, the high quality tea set is no longer precariously propped on the opposite side of the window ledge, and the girl is gone. Not a hair or shadow left, was it all an illusion? But that face, he hasn't been able to see people's faces and the girls face was so striking, he's certain he has never seen one like it to even consider he imagined it. “Could it be a ghost?” He actually considers it before laughing it off. “How silly, perhaps I need proper rest this time.” He takes his lantern and walks back down the stairs and out of the building, glancing back as if expecting something to appear, nothing of the like happens. He gazes at the window he first saw the girl from, he can clearly picture a faint silhouette, he swore he didn't imagine was there. But all that he gazes upon is the moon in all its beauty. He treks back to his quarters, which are quite a distance away, and can't help unknowingly humming a faint tune, was it the same one you were singing? Perhaps, but he doesn't know that yet, maybe when you meet again? 

Onto you, you have no idea why you suddenly disconnected from your World, even your music crashed, and that's part of the System itself! You go to initiate a System Diagnostic, but get distracted with the sudden memory. “My sketch! Please oh please tell me it saved, Systemmm!” You whine as you move the diagnostics check down the line and instead push a prompt to recover your last save on your sketchpad. You are unaware of what really happened there, and are more worried about your work, you gotta submit that tomorrow!

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He finds you again and again, always late at night, always sketching away the prettiest landscape you can find, but every time he tries to approach you, to catch you in his hands, you always disappear before his eyes. He would think he's dreaming if it weren't for the warmth under his hand and the fact that he. Can. See. Your. Face. He remembers it quite well, a pretty one that focuses so hard they don't notice loving stares aimed their way or that someone is right behind them actually. He's slightly concerned your deaf or stupid, perhaps both, but he is certain in something. Your a pretty face.

He sometimes entertains the thought that he might be dreaming or that you are a ghost, but the more time he hears your gentle humming, the brush on the paper, your grumbling as you rip out paper from the book when you make a mistake, and the rare, occasional clinking of porcelain and munching of snacks. He knows your real, others may not be able to perceive you and you somehow always manage to get away when he gets too close to you, but he will find a way to talk to his pretty moon fairy who disapears at the slightest breath. He will find a way to get to you.

Imagine his surprised delight when he sees you in the daylight, dressed up as a maid and hauling laundry for another lady in waiting. He must grasp this chance, those sleepless nights where he walks and walks until he finds you, fruitlessly attempt to trap you, fail and then have the best sleep of his life feeling absolutely rejuvenated the next day sparked with incredibly inspiration. He learned to memorize the beautiful face of the woman only who he can see. So when he feels warmth, and you don't disappear this time, that he even hears a small yelp from you and frightened shrieks from the other maids, he isn't dreaming. You are real, as the other maids are looking at him and their friend he has in his grasp. As you stare at him confused but no less pale and frightened. Do you not recognize him? Ah, after all the encounters of him staring at you, you never once looked up from your book to deign him a glance, every time he brings attention to himself you disappear like a shadow. But he feels the pulse and the slight bruise forming under his grip, because you’re real and he can touch you, feel you and you can't  dissapear into thin air now that he holds you. His moon fairy that he's sure rivals the one proclaimed by the late Emperor himself (a 7 at best in his calculations)

This time he won't let you get away again. “What's a perfect number like you doing here serving in the inner palace? although that does make it easier for me to whisk you away if no one realizes your beauty” He murmurs under his breath and even though you are right beside him, so very very close, your head is too noisy panicking that you about to be persephone 2.0, Asia edition.

Um, you talkin to me sir? I aint that pretty though… you squirm discreetly but that only tightens his hold. What do you mean 10/10? You look nothing like jinshi so how in the heck?!?! wait- System, check: Disguise! Who in the duck is that pretty lady in the mirror? You gawk at the face staring right back at you, it looks like someone added sailormoon special effects to your face, low key slaying tho- wait still held hostage, focus!

“Greetings young master of the La clan, how may I aid you?”  You bow as he finally let's go of your wrist, you tuck in your hands to hide the bruise left from him. Yeowch, gotta keep myself close, who knows what he'll grab next. Discreetly tucking your hands in further and keep a distance that he immediately fills. Watch it weirdo, you side eye him as he keeps advancing your retreat.

“Perhaps you can start by telling me your name? Actually there won't be any need, how about you just follow me and we can discuss properly somewhere more private.” Never ever go to a secondary location with a person you don't know, and here in ancient times? There are worse fates for a lady like you. “Uh unfortunately I cannot tend to you as of right now since I am currently running an errand for Lady-” “For the head lady in waiting for concubine Loulan, yes, I am aware.” He huffs taking in a certain smell he has come to associate with you. You smell like cooked sugar, something a maid of your status would have no access to, you are unfavored by no concubines to treat you to such things, so just where could you have gotten them? He has searched the kitchens before to check for missing luxuries, but all he really found was a small cat and two servants doing something unsavory behind closed doors. So that leads him to the conclusion that you carry those items yourself, a secret lady of high standing perhaps? He couldn't find anything without a name, but now… “but I have already requested your presence so ensure that you return here after that task is done, I wouldn't want to have to search for you again now would you?” his smile is boyish and charming, but it's incredibly menacing for a girl who fears almost mimicking a Greek tragedy.

With that he steps away from your personal space but doesn't leave, while your maid friends help you gather your things and speedily exit. Nuh uh. I don't wanna go with you glasses weirdo, I'll just avoid him, I can do that right? Whats he gonna do? Snatch me away? I'll just stay in a crowd.

He stands there staring from behind his sleeves. I'll just follow them at a distance, can't lose the fairy now that I've finally found them.

As one can guess. Things go horribly wrong and you do get eventually snatched and taken as you believed you were perfectly safe with System watching your back. But you forget one important thing, your chronic Lag which seems to always flare at the worst times. You would've escaped sooner but it seems your horrible lag infected System too, as they can't seem to retrieve you at the moment and I have no idea how to bridge this so uh-

《◇》Timeskip《◇》

“Take one more step or else I will spontaneously combust into glitter- don't- DON'T TEST ME NOW, I WILL” You yell as you take a step closer to the lakes edge. You scream louder as guards attempt to approach but he waves a hand to stand outside still. This is between him and his beloved. “Oh come now dear, no need for the dramatics-” he attempts to approach you and grab your arm “I ain't dramatic, I'm problematic!”  with that System finally finishes loading and you dissapear from sight, leaving your outfit you didn't even like and don't want in your inventory, to be left behind, but not before the glitter you wanted to throw into Lahan's eyes blow out of your hands, adding extra effect to your emotional exit. “huh, she actually did turn into moon dust..” Lahan states as he stares at an empty evening gown floating down into the lake water, an empty sky without its moon to shine above him leaving the sky blank ,the only light being the sparkles that came from you body. His moon is gone and now the sky is just empty.

That leaves our poor player very confused and disoriented and scared of her world, will she return or will Lahan find her? Idk I have no ideas anymore on how to continue this so I release this into the world like that Eminem meme.

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ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ:

「°•`୨🄿🄻🄰🅈🄴🅁•°ৎ 」

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Idk what I'm doing gng. I wrote this during my parents meeting at church and RIGHT next to my aunt so um. Sorry if ooc this was originally written when I had clearer memory of the anime and polished up when my mind was foggy but my heart was fuzzy so there's that.this was supposed to be a oneshot since I have no idea what to do next, if anyone wanna continue this I'd be more than happy to share my notes if you want, I don't mind. Any work that adds to more of these types in the genre is great in my book. :))

Continuation?

i would need someone to have manga knowledge if so.

Edit: 01/06/25

Thought I should make it clearer that, no the system did not change your body to be a pale beauty, you are just as pretty as you are! What I meant to convey is that your current beauty, no matter its flaws, was considered beautiful to those in the world (if you triggered system romance flags). For instance, if the world firstly considered blonde hair and blue eyes, when you indulge in the world, they make it so that your current look is what is now the new one! (lets go pink hair with white streaks ombre/ref)

Originally I wanted to make this as a purposeful mary sue!reader, where everything goes their way with help from system, something happens where the system beauty effects that made them attractive disappeared and was now a nobody. Without that, no one recognized them and they became a background character, except for lahan who still saw them beautiful since they still saw their original beauty despite the filters anyway (hes built different said my notes idk why anymore)

so long story short, lahan finds you pretty despite the standards was what my notes left me with as my plans changed into the current oneshot so

:))

You end up in ancient Greece for a project, but realize its a bust since you ended up in the fictional fantasy one, Epic: The musical. So, instead of stressing about your mistake you decide to enjoy your time there. 

Listening to the world, you realize musicals affect the world differently. Everything has a tune, the waves have a steady rhythm, the birds sing like a choir, communicating food, danger and directions. The ground has a slight hum, everything is singing in place of talking normally, you can't imagine what singing sounds like if the default is breaking out in song cause you stubbed your toe.

Following the loudest and most charming rhythm, it ends up being a fleet of boats. You realize that this is the one written by mister jalapeño, no wonder why the boat was so loud, the rest are background noise compared to the main symphony of the odyssey, Odysseus’ crew!

Ooohhh guess you'll stick around for the wonderful music, maybe you can try some holy moly, drug dealer grandpa, where are youuu??

You follow Odysseus on his journey back home, finishing your works in this world due to its inspiring atmosphere, must be because of the music intertwined into its very being. You float about the crew and even meet some gods, but they don't notice you since you're on a higher level as an Outsider. Shame you haven't been able to snatch some holy moly, Hermes only had enough for one great, great, smth, grandchild, and the gramps had favorites apparently >:( almost got noticed checking the man for more, so no magical drugs for you.

>:((( 

《◇》Timeskip《◇》

You followed the crew throughout their journey, dipping occasionally not wanting to see particular scenes. You grew to adore some of the characters, but had to keep an emotional distance, nothing good comes from becoming too attached in a foreign world, especially if you know that some of these characters are only heard from once then dip into oblivion, and that all of them die except one. It felt like watching an animal grow and die, and not being able to do anything because it was for an experiment. At least you know where some of them are, the underworld, Olympus, and for the few stragglers, with your trusty system map, it can locate anyone! 

See Odysseus? No need to tell me your name, address and social security number, I knew them already ;) maybe that could've helped you get home before you pissed off the fish man. 

You were so close too, just a simple whisper in his ear, mimicking the voice of his beloved Penelope telling him to shut up and board the boat, no time to attempt to be edgy just go! But then you remembered, No major canon divergence, if interference is not permitted at the start of the save, you can't do anything or it would be against the rules and could earn you a strike. 

Ughhhh why did you forget to set that as a default? How many more times will you have to abandon a save cause you can't interfere before you stop procrastinating and get it over with! It's just two minutes of reading a waiver and a flick of a switch!

Well you didn't, now, not bothering with two minutes of reading has costed you several saves and hours of crying over not being able to save your pookie the first time. So you stand back and watch Odysseus start his long Odyssey by leaking his personal info. You dumb blorbo >:(

Let this be a lesson to not procrastinate, or not, I'm not your keeper. You followed Mister, Penelope Why? You Know I'm Too Shy,  all the way to his home. Watched him slaughter the suitors and cry in the arms of his family and rule his kingdom with a lot of trauma in his eyes.

You were a little unsatisfied with your presence here, nothing gained, but nothing lost either. You had no impact throughout the odyssey and felt kinda guilty, but not enough to make a new save and help, you are here to relax from the world, not feel terrible about being less helpful than a sneeze. (Even that had a purpose! Expelling a foreign body while making others nearby feel gross and sick) 

You depart from Ithaca and fly about the world for perhaps the last time, the plot has finished so interference is now enabled but you feel no need to stay. So you fly and fly, zipping through the clouds, smacking some unsuspecting creature and stealing their stuff while they turned to see what had accosted them.

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You were the voice Odysseus heard during the song “Keep Your Friends Close” while he was dreaming of his wife and son while they were approaching Ithaca. You mimicked her voice so as not to have a major interference, but you were hoping to wake him earlier, to maybe help him get home quicker without the long journey. But alas, you were both too late. 

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You were shaking him mentally, shouting “CHRISSY WAKE UP, I DONT LIKE THIS. CHRISSY WAKE UP!!!” as you furiously shake his astral body.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

You land on an island and are about to pull up your system screen and exit the simulation, until you hear rustling. You glance around while activating a Forgetful Mist and pull up a map of the land to check if this place has nosey locals. “The land of the Giants” it reads on your screen and you try to recall where that rings a bell, oh! You are still in the musical after all, so it must be the home of the Cyclops species! One of them appeared in [Act 1] you believe. Huh, what did they look like again? You were too busy bemoaning your past laziness and mutely yelling at the stupid edgy attempting captain to get a good look at the one eyed creature he injured, er- I guess now a no eyed creature? 

Poor thing, you kinda wonder how it's doing, you too would've thrown hands if someone harmed your beloved animal companion, perhaps not murder an army, but that's only because you can't hide a body convincingly.

You contemplate whether you should satiate your curiosity now that your going to leave the world, your choice is answered when you hear a sobbing wail

and witness a blind cyclops weeping next to a crudely made grave and feel a bit of pity. He looks worse for wear, you recall that back then people would abandon weaklings to fend for themselves, and given how this guy has been permanently blinded, no wonder he looks so thin and raggedy. You wonder how he managed to survive for so long, even his poor sheep are all gone. How unfortunate...

“Who goes there?” The giant changes from crying to defensive as he reaches for his club. Uh oh how did he sense you? You look around and see a winion scurrying away. Oh so that must've been the one to alert him, welp, might as well indulge a savior complex.

“It's me! Your beloved sheep friend, don't you recognize me?” You call out with a sweet voice at a distance you deemed out of his reach.

“Lamby? Are you a ghost? Why only now do you appear to me.”

He reaches forward and snatches you out of the bushes before you realize you're doomed.

“No no, I'm not a ghost, you're holding me now aren't you?” Even though I wish you weren't, now I'm covered in dirt. Does bro even wash his hands?

“You feel different Lamby, less round, less fluffy too and your limbs are weird now.” ok so Lamby is your name now. Well Cerberus is supposed to mean spot right?

He grasps your new form, a sheep on two legs with chubby fingers. Fluffy tufts of wool on your head for hair and a round, Fluffy body composed of softness with a wool texture akin to clouds.

Huh, that's how he survived, he has good hearing and he's quick. OK, we can totally do this. Just help this guy not die for a bit and then slip away when he doesn't notice. What's the worst that could happen?

“Where are the others? Did they leave you?” You fidget restlessly hoping to wiggle out of his hold.

“No, the others took them from me because I couldn't care for them properly. I only have my club and the grave I made for you.” He mourns as he pats your fluffy body after placing you on the ground since you kept struggling.

How could people be so cruel?! Or monsters in this case? That won't do, not at all! If you plan to leave eventually you need to disguise yourself inside a herd. A prompt pops up next to your head.

•ᴗ•

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌

‎‧₊˚✧[ Would you like to return the sheep to their 

Really sad looking owner? ]✧˚₊

˙⋆✮ Quest Rewards ✮⋆˙ 

➤ No longer sad giant.

➤ Sheep friends!

➤New companion skin unlocked

➤.…… 

•ᴗ•

You scroll through the other obtainable items and quickly accept the quest. That's it you're gonna get them back. You have to do at least something or this save was even more of a waste.

“Don't worry friend, I'll get them back! To repay you for always caring for us, I will now care for you with my little hands- I mean hooves” You go to walk away but the giant blocks your path with his hand.

“Please do not leave, there is no point in getting them back, they are with Malcolm now. So they are better off elsewhere. If you do manage to get them back, who will care for them?”

“ I will! I'll be your eyes! To repay you for caring for us, it's now my turn”

So against better judgment (was it really tho? You've loved worse people.) You decide to befriend the blind outcast and transform into a fluffy sheep friend to comfort him and maybe eventually fake your death and leave permanently. 

But uh, he didn't let you. He always followed you around, worrying every time he couldn't find you near him. You quickly worked on getting the other sheep back to get his attention off you, but that majorly backfired since you were stuck as the main caregiver! 

➤Water the crops

➤find food for sheep

➤water sheep

➤feed sheep

➤find wandering sheep

➤Defend the wandering sheep

➤return to giant before he throws a tantrum

The list goes on and on! You were so close to just giving up if it weren't for the ridiculously cute sheep following you around, even when it was annoying, but one look into their eyes and you folded. 

You guard the sheep from predators as a small little shepherd when they wander into a crowded underbrush where the giant can't reach. It's very simple really, you baaa and the sheep listen, they understand you and you sometimes understand them. 

The giant has other means of helping you, you regularly guide him to do tasks too big for you, and the giant kinda grew on you, he does his best given his circumstances, he had heightened senses so he was the first one notifying you when a sheep got too far for him to reach. The other inhabitants may have thrown him away like trash, but you collected like the trash goblin you are, recycling people!

This proves you can totally chill as a sheep companion, you placed a bell on all the sheep so the giant can hear them and won't accidentally make one go squish and you even got yourself a cloak thanks to the System to differentiate yourself texture wise from the other sheep. Besides your ridiculously soft wool and the fact you stand on two legs with very cute eyes, you look just like the rest of the sheep. 

You've taken to a habit of announcing where you're going so the flock doesn't follow you or panic, they seem to understand you and it's worked out well. The giant almost stomped on you once when he was rushing to your location. Apparently, another giant was bragging that he found a wonderful sheep with the softest wool. He couldn't see what the sheep looked like and couldn't seem to find you so he panicked. He wouldn't let go of you for a few days after that, being carried was nice but nevertheless annoying in that situation, so you save yourself the trouble and tell them where you're heading.

You convinced him to move to a more secluded cave far from others to mainly keep yourself hidden, you don't have any more plans for people to shake the ground frantically looking for you whenever you go off to do something simple. One giant cyclops following you around is already difficult as is. Archons forbid the rest of the island finds out about you.  Euuuggh 

₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄

To keep your big and small friends fed, a farm for growing giant crops was set up after grabbing some seeds from your inventory to grow. It's tucked away deeper inside the mountain you call home but the roof of the makeshift room caved in years ago and now has access to the sun up above. At night you all crawl into the cave home and he places a large boulder to block the entrance, he gets a soft bedding stolen from another giant's home, the sheep surround him to sleep and you get a cool loft on a shelf of the cave. No windows, and a major safety hazard since it's so high up, but it's free, so it's better than most New York apartments. Besides half of those problems you can easily combat, you can fly and have access to System for furniture so your living life, scary dog privileges and a hole in the wall home what more could a little Lamb ask for?

He's been really diligent in caring for you and the flock ever since you found all the scattered sheep, that it has started to become overbearing, this man really needs more hobbies. So, you 

taught him how to use a pan flute to give him something else to do besides bother you. You carved it from some giant bamboo you magically found somewhere on the island, thank goodness for System, you would've been a goner with all this island living if you didn't have a tutorial option.

One day, while you were installing a stairway to your shelf loft home, a massive storms rocks the island, you fall off your little ledge and can hear worried baaah’s coming from your fluffy friends as your vision goes black, a death screen pops up. 

•ᴗ•

‎‧₊˚✧[ You Died. Get Gud loser 

( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) ]✧˚₊‧

•ᴗ•

You shouldn't have taught System sass and passive aggressiveness, your good friends but that isn't very comforting, if you were on your first life you would've broken down. At least you put away your items for this world in a barrel somewhere in your loft home. You click continue and respawn back in the cave where you fell off at and look around and notice a texture change, why the heck does this look so funny, so many lines and shadows. The heck happened when you fell? Did you accidentally change the settings or something? You can't seem to find what went wrong in the settings so you go to check on your friends.

Everything looks different, but hey at least your buddies are ok. They seem pretty content with your work on the stairway, it was for them after all, so you wouldn't have to keep lifting them up and down when they wanted to rest with you. It also has a slide when going down!

You and the sheep still look chubby and cute so that's good, but now your cyclops friend looks funny, what in the thirst trap?! He got pecs and muscles now which is odd since he definitely isn't working out, he just looms over the sheep while you go either hunting or off world to your normal life outside of System, at least you wrangled him into a makeshift shirt cover cause you ain't chilling around a half naked man, especially now that he's buff. You might've even hissed at him at one point to get the idea across. Life continues as it did before with slight differences, but nothing substantial in your regards.

Until your friend gets a visit from daddy dearest do you realize what happened. Which leads you to your current predicament. A stare off with a random hottie who can't stop staring at you, or better wording would be glaring at you.

He approaches you and grabs you by your fluffy scruff and dangles you around, your bell tingling as you move, causing you to drop the wood you were lugging on your back.

Screw you dude, you just came out of the water and started having beef with a random sheep. What's your problem!?

“You walked on two-legs, and I'm sure you talked. What are you..”

Uh oh, Quick play dumb!

“Mheeee” not that dumb- wait this could work, just play the weird looking sheep with thumbs.

“Father! What brings you here? Oh you have Lamby with you.” Your cyclops buddy approaches with thunderous footsteps the standoff between you and this oddly hot, but rudely staring jerk who still hasn't put you down.

“I heard rumors of you being here and came to check on you. Now answer me what this… thing is?”

“Oh, that's Lamby! My friend whose been with me ever since I lost my eyesight. They've been wonderful, they find me food and manage the other sheep, they keep them from wandering far.” He carefully crouches down and places a hand on the ground to try and find you. “I've been looking for them for a while now, and since I heard their bell sounding this way I came to check for them, I'm so happy you found them Father, I don't know what I would do without them. Lamby! Come here!”

You let out a bleating cry as you struggle being held in the air. Stupid jerk! Just let go of me! I'm just a weird support animal for a blind cyclops, nothing… You swing to the left, no dice.

Of interest here.. You veer to the right, DUDE JUST LET GO! You swing your body trying to get free, the final swing earns you getting snatched by a giant hand.

“Sorry for the rudeness Father, but Lamby was in distress, and they are more fragile compared to us.” He pets you as you fix your cloak wrapped around your shoulders, it got ruffled in the struggle and wha- a tear! That jerk ripped your cloak! Your grumbles come out as an annoyed mhee causing the cyclops to pet your head more.

The god of the sea looks at you in the hands of his son, what an odd creature. As a being of higher status he can usually read lesser creatures' minds if they are under his domain, and normal animals have instincts that usually occupy their small brains, but this creature has no thoughts inside its head that he can read but still functions somehow. Did Zeus get bored again and make another messed up creature that escaped? as if humans weren't enough of an abomination.

“Whatever that thing is, it isn't a Lamb. I will get rid of it for you-”

“No! Apologies for interrupting again Father, but Lamby is Lamby, even if they are a bit odd they are very precious to me I wouldn't dare get rid of them.”

Rude. These hoes ain't loyal sometimes man, he just backhanded a compliment at you. But wait, Father? But poseidon is the father of cyclopses, not this rude jerk who belongs in a model agency. You discreetly summon a System window and check the world location. 

•ᴗ•

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌

‎‧₊˚✧[Current world selected:Ẽ̷̼̭̹̗͋͆̏̈̏͝͝p̷̡͉̘̉͑̿̇͛i̸͇̟̇̑̊̍́̆̐͑̚c̶̡̛̛͈̤̬͉̲̹̀̅̓̚͜:̶̰̠̆́̌͆̑͒̉̈́͑͝ ̷̩̭̹͈̲̳̱͖̀͑̾̈͒̽̓͑̕Ţ̸͋̔͐̑̎̈́͊̅̚͝ḧ̸̨̤͚̱̙͓̙́͋̈́̐̏́̕͜ȩ̸͎̝̱͓͎̩̜̼̑̓̓̉̚ ̸̧͉̳͍͚̳̺͋̏͌͠M̴̢̻̱̻̫͇̮̗̬̈́̈͋̏̅̏͜ú̴̬̦̩̥̒̾̋́̚͝s̶͉̫̱͕͔̝̺̗͗ͅį̸̩̳̣̬̭́̉͋̊̍̒̃̓̑́ͅc̸̢̪̊̆̈́̉̀̇͘͠͝ą̴̪̫̯̖͓̫̠̝̎́́ͅļ̵̩͔̩̂̀͗̔̏͐̀͛̕̚]✧˚₊

 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌

‎‧₊˚✧[New world: Record of Ragnarok]✧˚₊

‎‧₊˚✧[Previous world: Epic: The musical.]✧˚₊ 

‎‧₊˚✧[File Corrupted. Unable to retrieve previous save.]✧˚₊

𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞:✔

•ᴗ•

What the heck is this!? Record of what. You aren't familiar with this world and how the heck did you even end up here!? Did you just get shuffled like a Spotify playlist? Going from slice of life to thirst trap music was not in the plan.

You put in a System request for a world research, becoming increasingly more and more confused and frustrated, which the sea jerk notices. What could possibly be making that creature upset way up there? 

•ᴗ•

‎‧₊˚✧[You are now in Record of Ragnarok, the anime and manga where humans and gods will fight in an arena to live for another millennium or destroy the other species completely.]✧˚₊

•ᴗ•

The System supplies you. A world where gods vehemently hate their creation of humanity and wish to kill all of it? System, contact Neru to get me the heck out of here right now.

•ᴗ•

‎‧₊˚✧[ I will do my best to get you out of here if you so wish, but for now, try to keep yourself stabilized.]✧˚₊‧

•ᴗ•

“And how do I do that?”

•ᴗ•

‎‧₊˚✧[ Simple, please avoid any more deaths that could lead to another reset and I should be able to pinpoint the problem soon enough! ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) ]✧˚₊‧

•ᴗ•

Ok should be simple right? Just avoid the guy while in his domain, on an island full of his children (which he doesn’t care for.) deep in his territory. Not gonna lie, this whole thing is being kinda inconvenient for your plain ol’ mortal sheep act. Is this because you talked about a change of pace? Did you really jinx yourself or did the sheep tattle on you to Lady Karma? Stupid you and your stupid wishes.

Welp, congrats past me, now you have a challenge in the form of different beings, both godly and mortal, obsessed with your mysterious presence in their world.

໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

Part 2.

To keep your big and small friends fed, a farm for growing giant crops was set up after grabbing some seeds from your inventory to grow. It's tucked away deeper inside the mountain you call home but the roof of the makeshift room caved in years ago and now has access to the sun up above. At night you all crawl into the cave home and he places a large boulder to block the entrance, he gets a soft bedding stolen from another giant's home, the sheep surround him to sleep and you get a cool loft on a shelf of the cave. No windows, and a major safety hazard since it's so high up, but it's free, so it's better than most New York apartments. Besides, half of those problems you can easily combat. You can fly and have access to the System for furniture, so your living life, scary dog privilege, and a hole in the wall home, what more could a little lamb ask for?

He's been really diligent in caring for you and the flock ever since you found all the scattered sheep, that it has started to become overbearing; this man really needs more hobbies. So, you 

taught him how to use a pan flute to give him something else to do besides bother you. You carved it from some giant bamboo you magically found somewhere on the island, thank goodness for System, you would've been a goner with all this island living if you didn't have a tutorial option.

One day, while you were installing a stairway to your shelf loft home, a massive storm rocks the island, you fall off your little ledge and can hear worried baaah’s coming from your fluffy friends as your vision goes black, a death screen pops up. 

•ᴗ• ‎‧₊˚✧[ You Died. Get Gud loser ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) ]✧˚₊‧ •ᴗ•

You shouldn't have taught System sass and passive aggressiveness, you are good friends, but that isn't very comforting, if you were on your first life you would've broken down. At least you put away your items for this world in a barrel somewhere in your loft home. You click 'Continue' and respawn back in the cave where you fell off, and look around. You notice a texture change; why does this look so funny, with so many lines and shadows? The heck happened when you fell? Did you accidentally change the settings or something? You can't seem to find what went wrong in the settings so you go to check on your friends.

Everything looks different, but hey at least your buddies are ok. They seem pretty content with your work on the stairway, it was for them after all, so you wouldn't have to keep lifting them up and down when they wanted to rest with you. It also has a slide when going down!

You and the sheep still look chubby and cute so that's good, but now your cyclops friend looks funny, what in the thirst trap?! He got pecs and muscles now, which is odd since he definitely isn't working out; he just looms over the sheep while you go either hunting or off-world to your normal life outside of System, at least you wrangled him into a makeshift shirt cover cause you ain't chilling around a half-naked man, especially now that he's buff. You might've even hissed at him at one point to get the idea across. Life continues as it did before with slight differences, but nothing substantial in your regard.

Until your friend gets a visit from daddy dearest do you realize what happened. Which leads you to your current predicament. A stare off with a random hottie who can't stop staring at you, or better wording would be glaring at you.

He approaches you and grabs you by your fluffy scruff and dangles you around, your bell tingling as you move, causing you to drop the wood you were lugging on your back.

Screw you dude, you just came out of the water and started having beef with a random sheep. What's your problem!?

“You walked on two-legs, and I'm sure you talked. What are you..”

Uh oh, Quick play dumb!

“Mheeee” not that dumb- wait this could work, just play the weird-looking sheep with thumbs.

“Father! What brings you here? Oh you have Lamby with you.” Your cyclops buddy approaches with thunderous footsteps the standoff between you and this oddly hot, but rudely staring jerk who still hasn't put you down.

“I heard rumors of you being here and came to check on you. Now answer me what this… thing is?”

“Oh, that's Lamby! My friend whose been with me ever since I lost my eyesight. They've been wonderful, they find me food and manage the other sheep, they keep them from wandering far.” He carefully crouches down and places a hand on the ground to try and find you. “I've been looking for them for a while now, and since I heard their bell sounding this way I came to check for them, I'm so happy you found them Father, I don't know what I would do without them. Lamby! Come here!”

You let out a bleating cry as you struggle being held in the air. Stupid jerk! Just let go of me! I'm just a weird support animal for a blind cyclops, nothing… You swing to the left, no dice.

Of interest here.. You veer to the right, DUDE JUST LET GO! You swing your body trying to get free, the final swing earns you getting snatched by a giant hand.

“Sorry for the rudeness Father, but Lamby was in distress, and they are more fragile compared to us.” He pets you as you fix your cloak wrapped around your shoulders, it got ruffled in the struggle and wha- a tear! That jerk ripped your cloak! Your grumbles come out as an annoyed mhee causing the cyclops to pet your head more.

The god of the sea looks at you in the hands of his son, what an odd creature. As a being of higher status he can usually read lesser creatures' minds if they are under his domain, and normal animals have instincts that usually occupy their small brains, but this creature has no thoughts inside its head that he can read but still functions somehow. Did Zeus get bored again and make another messed up creature that escaped? as if humans weren't enough of an abomination.

“Whatever that thing is, it isn't a Lamb. I will get rid of it for you-”

“No! Apologies for interrupting again Father, but Lamby is Lamby, even if they are a bit odd they are very precious to me I wouldn't dare get rid of them.”

Rude. These hoes ain't loyal sometimes man, he just backhanded a compliment at you. But wait, Father? But Poseidon is the father of cyclopes, not this rude jerk who belongs in a model agency. You discreetly summon a System window and check the world location.

•ᴗ• 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌ ‎‧₊˚✧[Current world selected:Ẽ̷̼̭̹̗͋͆̏̈̏͝͝p̷̡͉̘̉͑̿̇͛i̸͇̟̇̑̊̍́̆̐͑̚c̶̡̛̛͈̤̬͉̲̹̀̅̓̚͜:̶̰̠̆́̌͆̑͒̉̈́͑͝ ̷̩̭̹͈̲̳̱͖̀͑̾̈͒̽̓͑̕Ţ̸͋̔͐̑̎̈́͊̅̚͝ḧ̸̨̤͚̱̙͓̙́͋̈́̐̏́̕͜ȩ̸͎̝̱͓͎̩̜̼̑̓̓̉̚ ̸̧͉̳͍͚̳̺͋̏͌͠M̴̢̻̱̻̫͇̮̗̬̈́̈͋̏̅̏͜ú̴̬̦̩̥̒̾̋́̚͝s̶͉̫̱͕͔̝̺̗͗ͅį̸̩̳̣̬̭́̉͋̊̍̒̃̓̑́ͅc̸̢̪̊̆̈́̉̀̇͘͠͝ą̴̪̫̯̖͓̫̠̝̎́́ͅļ̵̩͔̩̂̀͗̔̏͐̀͛̕̚]✧˚₊  𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌ ‎‧₊˚✧[New world: Record of Ragnarok]✧˚₊ ‎‧₊˚✧[Previous world: Epic: The musical.]✧˚₊  ‎‧₊˚✧[File Corrupted. Unable to retrieve previous save.]✧˚₊ 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞:✔ •ᴗ•

What the heck is this!? Record of what. You aren't familiar with this world and how the heck did you even end up here!? Did you just get shuffled like a Spotify playlist? Going from slice of life to thirst trap music was not in the plan.

You put in a System request for a world research, becoming increasingly more confused and frustrated, which the sea jerk notices. What could possibly be making that creature upset way up there? 

•ᴗ• ‎‧₊˚✧[You are now in Record of Ragnarok, the anime and manga where humans and gods will fight in an arena to live for another millennium or destroy the other species completely.]✧˚₊ •ᴗ•

The System supplies you. A world where gods vehemently hate their creation of humanity and wish to kill all of it? System, contact Neru to get me the heck out of here right now!

•ᴗ• ‎‧₊˚✧[ I will do my best to get you out of here if you so wish, but for now, try to keep yourself stabilized.]✧˚₊‧ •ᴗ•

“And how do I do that?”

•ᴗ• ‎‧₊˚✧[ Simple, please avoid any more deaths that could lead to another reset and I should be able to pinpoint the problem soon enough! ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) ]✧˚₊‧ •ᴗ•

Ok should be simple, right? Just avoid the guy while in his domain, on an island full of his children (which he doesn’t care for.), deep in his territory. Not gonna lie, this whole thing is kinda inconvenient for your plain ol’ mortal sheep act. Is this because you talked about a change of pace? Did you really jinx yourself or did the sheep tattle on you to Lady Karma? Stupid you and your stupid wishes.

Well, congratulations, past me. Now you have a challenge in the form of different beings, both godly and mortal, obsessed with your mysterious presence in their world.

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You end up in ancient Greece for a project, but realize it's a bust since you ended up in the fictional fantasy one, Epic: The musical. So, instead of stressing about your mistake you decide to enjoy your time there. 

Listening to the world, you realize musicals affect the world differently. Everything has a tune, the waves have a steady rhythm, the birds sing like a choir, communicating food, danger and directions. The ground has a slight hum, everything is singing in place of talking normally, you can't imagine what singing sounds like if the default is breaking out in song cause you stubbed your toe.

Following the loudest and most charming rhythm, it ends up being a fleet of boats. You realize that this is the one written by mister jalapeño, no wonder why the boat was so loud, the rest are background noise compared to the main symphony of the odyssey, Odysseus’ crew! 

Ooohhh guess you'll stick around for the wonderful music, maybe you can try some holy moly, drug dealer grandpa, where are youuu??

You follow Odysseus on his journey back home, finishing your works in this world due to its inspiring atmosphere, must be because of the music intertwined into its very being. You float about the crew and even meet some gods, but they don't notice you since you're on a higher level as an Outsider. Shame you haven't been able to snatch some holy moly, Hermes only had enough for one great, great, smth, grandchild, and the gramps had favorites apparently >:( almost got noticed checking the man for more, so no magical drugs for you.

>:((( 

《◇》Timeskip《◇》

You followed the crew throughout their journey, dipping occasionally not wanting to see particular scenes. You grew to adore some of the characters, but had to keep an emotional distance, nothing good comes from becoming too attached in a foreign world, especially if you know that some of these characters are only heard from once then dip into oblivion, and that all of them die except one. It felt like watching an animal grow and die, and not being able to do anything because it was for an experiment. At least you know where some of them are, the underworld, Olympus, and for the few stragglers, with your trusty system map, it can locate anyone! 

See Odysseus? No need to tell me your name, address and social security number, I knew them already ;) maybe that could've helped you get home before you pissed off the fish man. 

You were so close too, just a simple whisper in his ear, mimicking the voice of his beloved Penelope telling him to shut up and board the boat, no time to attempt to be edgy just go! But then you remembered, No major canon divergence, if interference is not permitted at the start of the save, you can't do anything or it would be against the rules and could earn you a strike. 

Ughhhh why did you forget to set that as a default? How many more times will you have to abandon a save cause you can't interfere before you stop procrastinating and get it over with! It's just two minutes of reading a waiver and a flick of a switch!

Well you didn't, now, not bothering with two minutes of reading has costed you several saves and hours of crying over not being able to save your pookie the first time. So you stand back and watch Odysseus start his long Odyssey by leaking his personal info. You dumb blorbo >:(

Let this be a lesson to not procrastinate, or not, I'm not your keeper.

You followed Mister. “Penelope Why? You Know I'm Too Shy” all the way to his home. Watched him slaughter the suitors and cry in the arms of his family and rule his kingdom with a lot of trauma in his eyes.

You were a little unsatisfied with your presence here, nothing gained, but nothing lost either. You had no impact throughout the odyssey and felt kinda guilty, but not enough to make a new save and help, you are here to relax from the world, not feel terrible about being less helpful than a sneeze. (Even that had a purpose! Expelling a foreign body while making others nearby feel gross and sick) 

You depart from Ithaca and fly about the world for perhaps the last time, the plot has finished so interference is now enabled but you feel no need to stay. So you fly and fly, zipping through the clouds, smacking some unsuspecting creature and stealing their stuff while they turned to see what had accosted them.

Directors cut! -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

You were the voice Odysseus heard during the song “Keep Your Friends Close” while he was dreaming of his wife and son, while they were approaching Ithaca. You mimicked her voice so as not to have a major interference, but you were hoping to wake him earlier, to maybe help him get home quicker without the long journey. But alas, you were both too late. 

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You were shaking him mentally, shouting “CHRISSY WAKE UP, I DONT LIKE THIS. CHRISSY WAKE UP!!!” as you furiously shake his astral body.

You land on an island and are about to pull up your system screen and exit the simulation, until you hear rustling. You glance around while activating a Forgetful Mist and pull up a map of the land to check if this place has nosey locals. “The land of the Giants” it reads on your screen and you try to recall where that rings a bell, oh! You are still in the musical after all, so it must be the home of the Cyclops species! One of them appeared in Act 1 you believe. Huh, what did they look like again? You were too busy bemoaning your past laziness and mutely yelling at the stupid edgy attempting captain to get a good look at the one eyed creature he injured, er- I guess now a no eyed creature? 

Poor thing, you kinda wonder how it's doing, you too would've thrown hands if someone harmed your beloved animal companion, perhaps not murder an army, but that's only because you can't hide a body convincingly.

You contemplate whether you should satiate your curiosity now that your going to leave the world. Your choice is answered when you hear a sobbing wail

and witness a blind cyclops weeping next to a crudely made grave and feel a bit of pity. He looks worse for wear, you recall that back then people would abandon weaklings to fend for themselves, and given how this guy has been permanently blinded, no wonder he looks so thin and raggedy. You wonder how he managed to survive for so long, even his poor sheep are all gone. How unfortunate..

“Who goes there?” The giant changes from crying to defensive as he reaches for his club. Uh oh how did he sense you? You look around and see a winion scurrying away. Oh so that must've been the one to alert him, welp might as well indulge a savior complex.

“It's me! Your beloved sheep friend, don't you recognize me?” You call out with a sweet voice at a distance you deemed out of his reach.

“Lamby? Are you a ghost? Why only now do you appear to me.”

He reaches forward and snatches you out of the bushes before you realize you're doomed.

“No no, I'm not a ghost, you're holding me now aren't you?” Even though I wish you weren't, now I'm covered in dirt. Does bro even wash his hands?

“You feel different Lamby, less round, less fluffy too and your limbs are weird now.” ok so Lamby is your name now. Well Cerberus is supposed to mean spot right?

He grasps your new form, a sheep on two legs with chubby fingers. Fluffy tufts of wool on your head for hair and a round, Fluffy body composed of softness with a wool texture akin to clouds.

Huh, that's how he survived, he has good hearing and he's quick. OK, we can totally do this. Just help this guy not die for a bit and then slip away when he doesn't notice. What's the worst that could happen?

“Where are the others? Did they leave you?” You fidget restlessly hoping to wiggle out of his hold.

“No, the others took them from me because I couldn't care for them properly. I only have my club and the grave I made for you.” He mourns as he pats your fluffy body after placing you on the ground since you kept struggling.

How could people be so cruel?! Or monsters in this case? That won't do, not at all! If you plan to leave eventually you need to disguise yourself inside a herd. A prompt pops up next to your head.

•ᴗ• 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌ ‎‧₊˚✧[ Would you like to return the sheep to their  Really sad looking owner? ]✧˚₊ ˙⋆✮ Quest Rewards ✮⋆˙  ➤ No longer sad giant. ➤ Sheep friends! ➤New companion skin unlocked ➤.……  •ᴗ•

You scroll through the other obtainable items and quickly accept the quest. That's it you're gonna get them back. You have to do at least something or this save was even more of a waste.

“Don't worry friend, I'll get them back! To repay you for always caring for us, I will now care for you with my little hands- I mean hooves” You go to walk away but the giant blocks your path with his hand.

“Please do not leave, there is no point in getting them back, they are with Malcolm now. So they are better off elsewhere. If you do manage to get them back, who will care for them?”

“ I will! I'll be your eyes! To repay you for caring for us, it's now my turn”

So against better judgment (was it really tho? You've loved worse people.) You decide to befriend the blind outcast and transform into a fluffy sheep friend to comfort him and maybe eventually fake your death and leave permanently. 

But uh, he didn't let you. He always followed you around, worrying every time he couldn't find you near him. You quickly worked on getting the other sheep back to get his attention off you, but that majorly backfired since you were stuck as the main caregiver! 

➤Water the crops ➤find food for sheep ➤water sheep ➤feed sheep ➤find wandering sheep ➤Defend the wandering sheep ➤return to giant before he throws a tantrum

The list goes on and on! You were so close to just giving up if it weren't for the ridiculously cute sheep following you around, even when it was annoying, but one look into their eyes and you folded. 

You guard the sheep from predators as a small little shepherd when they wander into a crowded underbrush where the giant can't reach. It's very simple really, you baaa and the sheep listen, they understand you and you sometimes understand them. 

The giant has other means of helping you, you regularly guide him to do tasks too big for you, and the giant kinda grew on you, he does his best given his circumstances, he had heightened senses so he was the first one notifying you when a sheep got too far for him to reach. The other inhabitants may have thrown him away like trash, but you collected like the trash goblin you are, recycling people!

This proves you can totally chill as a sheep companion, you placed a bell on all the sheep so the giant can hear them and won't accidentally make one go squish and you even got yourself a cloak thanks to the System to differentiate yourself texture wise from the other sheep. Besides your ridiculously soft wool and the fact you stand on two legs with very cute eyes, you look just like the rest of the sheep. 

You've taken to a habit of announcing where you're going so the flock doesn't follow you or panic, they seem to understand you and it's worked out well. The giant almost stomped on you once when he was rushing to your location. Apparently, another giant was bragging that he found a wonderful sheep with the softest wool. He couldn't see what the sheep looked like and couldn't seem to find you so he panicked. He wouldn't let go of you for a few days after that, being carried was nice but nevertheless annoying in that situation, so you save yourself the trouble and tell them where you're heading.

You convinced him to move to a more secluded cave far from others to mainly keep yourself hidden, you don't have any more plans for people to shake the ground frantically looking for you whenever you go off to do something simple. One giant cyclops following you around is already difficult as is. Archons forbid the rest of the island finds out about you.  Euuuggh 

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Poli went out for… something, you weren't listening very much since you were busy with your own issues. So now you're stuck with watching the sheep again, which normally would be okay, but right now you are trying to figure out what went wrong with the system that caused the sudden World shift, and they keep wandering about! 

Neru said this wasn't supposed to happen since they had fail safes, but not impossible to encounter, since previous users experienced it as well, despite it all. 

Neru panicked when they couldn't find a way to solve the problem at first, nearly flying through the screen with how fast they were going. You told them to keep calm and that you have faith in their abilities; they saved you before.

Just avoid interacting with anything powerful, and you should stabilize enough to find the problem. Just ignore the numerous powerful entities in this world while being deep in one of their territories, and we should be fine!

Let’s be optimistic, since this Poseidon appears neglectful enough to avoid coming to the island before you can sense him and hide, you should probably be fine. 

“Ok, thanks, System. Thank you also, Neru, for coming to help.” 

•ᴗ• ‧₊˚✧[ (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) ]✧˚₊‧ •ᴗ•

You are currently wrangling back Parton, Dolly’s twin, back to the flock since that lamb, mischievous and energetic, got startled by a butterfly and ran off.

You can hear the sheep baa-ing and running further in, you calmly follow after the panicky sheep, slowly scaring the sheep towards one of your traps built for runaway sheep and later hear the trap click into action and a confused baa follows. You climb out of the shrubbery and into a clearing where you spot Parton, pinned down by a net, finally calming down since the butterfly flew away.

“Cheeky Parton, you fought a weird hog beast but are afraid of a butterfly?” you shake your head as you approach the calm animal and unhook him from the trap and tie a lead to his homemade collar, you cut from the cyclop’s spare clothes. He has luxurious, high quality cloth but still chooses the toga you made for him. 

Which, sweet of him to cherish it, but c'mon dude! This was perfectly good too. Not that the clothes you made him were bad or anything, you tried to copy the style of the traditional robes of Greece, but the clothes you made were just slightly off, given they were made with modern techniques.

 Which looked out of place before, but not anymore since apparently? The gods here have instagram and social media, at least their own version anyway. 

This place almost reminds you of home, the technology, the memes, the pollution is better here, oh and one major difference, everyone is Just. Built. Different.  Like supermodel hot in some cases and hob goblin in others, with historically inaccurate clothing choices sometimes. Like the poseidon here, why is his chest just Out? You felt scandalized at first when you saw him but got over it since he was ruder than he was hot.

 Epic Poseidon was beautiful and regal and he was- semi modest? You don't remember. At least he wasn't flashing the world, he had some shame. No shaming this poseidon here, maybe for also being neglectful and a rude jerk, but dress how you want king, just give me a warning next time. Some of us are still going to react like Victorian ladies ok?

As you slowly approach your little campsite full of fat, round, fluffy and well-cared-for sheep flock, you begin singing a tune. A familiar tune that the sheep remember belong to you alone. Safety. Rest. Peace. 

They clump together in groups and begin snoozing as your song becomes nothing more than a mellow hum in their cottony ears. The lamb you're leading begins trotting sluggishly, letting out sleepy baaa’s until he trips over his twin and the trio of Dolly, Parton and Lil Bean begin snoozing comfortably on the ground. 

You carefully untie the lead from the Parton’s collar and make your way to the center and make yourself comfy on a flat rock and bob your head to the melody with a small chiming of your bell collar. 

Ching. Ching. Ching.

You continue humming and keep your voice steady as you receive a System notification. •ᴗ• 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌ ‎‧₊˚✧[ Sheepy Sleepy Time]✧˚₊ ‎‧₊˚✧[Care for the sheep while the Cyclops is away]✧˚₊ ˙⋆✮ Quests Completed ✮⋆˙  ➤ Make sheep fall asleep ➤ Find lost sheep (1) ➤ Make 40+ creatures fall asleep ➤ Make a godly being fall asleep ➤ Survive an encounter with the god of mischief ➤ Skill level up: Lullaby Melodies ➤.……  •ᴗ• You almost choke on your voice and nearly startle the others awake, which wouldn’t be good, cause apparently another god is here?! What are they doing here? Aren't gods supposed to be territorial or something? That was the whole premise of Epic: don’t cross the gods and their domains! 

And god of mischief? Isn’t that from a completely different religion? Why is there a god from a different region in Greece? Are you even in Greece anymore? Stupid world shift. Ok, let's locate the god and hide far away, the sheep should be fine, if not, you’ll fight for them, godly being be damned.  

You can blow some Forgetful Mist into their face (Wait. Would that even work on them?), and if things go south, you can teleport the sheep to the cave and abandon this world. That is, if Neru has fixed the problem with the System yet, they said as long as the world isn't a Corrupted World, your leave should be easy.

You can't deal with a corrupted world right now!

Your inner panic is interrupted as some of the sheep begin stirring, and you quickly continue your song. You're looking for anything out of the ordinary. OK, so this god is the god of mischief? From the Norse religion. So the guy must be Loki. ok what do you know about him? You think as you move around clumps of sleeping sheep, looking here and there for anything humanoid.

Marvel made him dark-haired, dressed in green, and pale like a fairy, right? Wait, did they? Or was that one of the worlds you visited? You put in a System Search request and make your voice louder so that things stay asleep.

Is he gonna appear like that or maybe something traditional like Epic Poseidon, dressed in a chiton from Greece? Will he be dressed up as a Viking in cold-weather clothes? Hmmm. You think as you slowly make rounds around the edge of your campsite, singing ever melodic and prominent. 

Can this god shapeshift? Myths said he did so, is he disguised as one of your sheep? You begin taking extra careful glances of your sheep as your System finally grants you access to the Research menu.

Why would he, though? gods only ever hid if they were in... trouble! Oh gosh, did this guy make someone mad and was hiding here?! Will they follow him here?! 

You stumble on a root, causing you to click something on your System screen, eating dirt, and momentarily ceasing your singing. You quickly get back to it, but that small slip-up and noise woke up something previously happily sleeping, now rudely awoken. Now searching for who interrupted their actual real sleep in a millennium.

Ah biscuits.

“Hmmm, now who would dare interrupt a god's sleep? Come out, whoever you are, and I just might be merciful... Or not~ that was a pretty good sleep after all..” a male voice speaks, and you immediately freeze. Oh snap, Time to flee- Hey! What are you doing to my sheep!

Suddenly, he grabs one of the now awake, confused and bleary-eyed sheep and shakes them around causing it to cry out. “What a funny looking sheep you are. Did you interrupt my sleep?” The poor lamb, Junior officer Woolly, the young calf to Lieutenant Chops, cries out for its parents, who cry out but to him also, but keep a distance from the stranger. 

Why is this guy’s hair green?! And he’s in modern clothing too. What is up with these guys and shirt cutouts in their clothes! Don’t they get cold- oh wait yea, they don’t care. Still, this guy is a jerk! Why is he shaking a poor baby? Godly be darned, you are gonna kill him…

“Hmm and where did that lovely music go too, I wasn’t aware that one of apollo’s nymphs was here” he puts down the now shaken lamb as it scurries away on shaky legs and you watch with an aching heart as it stumbles and cries towards the pile of scared sheep now in the middle of the clearing bleating out for their currently missing protector, You.

“No wait, this is Poseidon's territory... so they must be hiding. Oh, how fun! A game of hide and seek, and my prize could be some nice sleep, heehee~” He snaps towards your campsite and vanishes with smoke, now on the rock platform you were perched on before. The sheep became terrified again and began to move towards the edge of the clearing, some making their way near you seeking comfort.

"Woolly! poor baby, cmon over here, I got you now, I'll get rid of the bad man for you like how Antonius planned for Telebob. I'll make him into fertilizer for my gardenias." You mutter to the sheep currently shaking in your arms.

“I swear I heard the singing come from here.” He approaches the path you took to get Parton back to the flock. “Hmm no footprints, only dumb sheep prints- hang on.” He crouches down to the ground.

“A second set of footprints, how small they are. Huff, and here I thought I had a pretty nymph singing me to sleep, at least the child could still be a musician in my court.” Say what now? During your panic of whatever the heck the man meant, he turns into a snake and begins sniffing around on the ground where you previously were.

Oh, okay, so this world has shapeshifters who kidnap people just minding their own business? That is completely Greek mythos, please stop.

The sheep are getting noisy, calling out and crying. It is not safe here. I have to get him away from the sheep. You have finally decided on how you are going to kill this man; screw divine idiots, he crossed a line by harming the lambs. If you do manage to kill him, Neru can probably type it off as self-defense (probably).

"Wait, can gods die here? Neru, can we try that out?"

•ᴗ• 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌ •ᴗ•

Crumbs, this is the worst time to have ever suggested Neru do maintenance early. Ok, Plan C: Kill the guy without help from Neru.

"Found you."

Mheee- Dude. Let go of me! You are snatched out of your hiding spot by your sheep ankles and then proceed to be held by your cloak. It would have choked you if not for the fact that you have enough fluff there. Your not-a-beard, beard saved the day! (You're just floofy :) )

"Huff, all that work for a weird-looking sheep with a cloak... how disappointing. Is it the caretaker for the flock? Where is the owner?" He glances around, noting the lack of anything with cognitive thought, especially the sheep he is holding; its head is just empty.

This is getting tiring. Next world, you're choosing a tall character to step on people. All right,(non-existent) Mods, let's ban this guy.

As you begin charging your equipped ‎‧₊˚✧[Mini Banhammer‎]✧˚₊ from your Inventory and plan to smack this guy dead, the roar of waves distracts both of you.

"What do you think you are doing in my territory and touching what's mine." Ruh roh raggy. I'm going to be made into lamb chops at this rate.

A man emerges from the nearby river, riding against the current, and jumps down from the wave he used as his ride. He stands tall and poised, with a golden trident glimmering in his hands.

"Ah, poseidon! Nothing to concern you, just grabbing something that wandered into your territory. I'll be quick and remove it soon," he turns around to face the newly arrived Jerk. This nymph is starting to not be worth the effort, now that poseidon has found me in his territory, I'll get an earful from Father, maybe I can pin this on Thor..

Water Jerk? What are you doing here? Did something happen to Poli? You worry as your struggling loses focus as the god no longer shakes and inspects you.

"You are in my territory. The sheep you have been disturbing are my son's. So that ugly Lamb in your grasp is mine. Now get out before I flush you out." he glares at the man currently holding you and reaches out a hand-

Yoink. Ching. Ching.

Did that waste of pollution just-? I will rob you when you blink, ugly sand model.  You huff indignantly now in his grasp and still being manhandled. Just shoo this guy away so I can run away with the flock. Wait- where are we going, put me down!

You witness him raise a hand and figures move in the ends of your vision towards your sheep and begin grabbing them. Put them down!

As he pauses in his steps and you begin to focus again, he then proceeds to toss you into the cold river. He's going to kill me!

You hear splashes in the water, followed by bleating calls of sheep.

Not the sheep too... I'll kill you next when I respawn if my sheep are dead, you mangy, not beautiful... You vow and curse as you're pulled under the current.

Your last view is more and more sheep getting tossed into the water beside you as a blond man watches on indifferently. Someone please help the sheep....

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You thought it was the end of that.

poseidon killed you cause you were different, and your sheep friends would need avenging. You already planned out how to make it look accidental.

So how did you end up here? In a marble throne room, with you trying desperately not to catch a man's eye?

I hate you, I hate this, I hate your blindly white room, would it kill you to have at least be sea themed? What a kowa bummer you and your castle are. You are getting ransacked the moment I can guarantee an escape for me and the others, posh-jerk. That's it, I'm bombing this world except my friend's island. I'm gonna find a way to kill every last "divine' being here and rid the world of your horrible influence. You're welcome world. I'm doing you a big favor by getting rid of a massive jerk! You grumble as you peek your head out again to see if he is still staring, and, surprise, he is. You duck your head under again.

You've checked the sheep already for harm, and the only thing that seems to be bothering them is the lack of sunlight and the damp, salty air, since the place you are trapped in is hundreds of miles below sea level. No wonder you're so pale, you're a worse hermit than me, and I decided to escape into a fictional System World!

You angrily munch on a soft, tasty bread you managed to sneak from a passing server via your Five-Finger Discount ability and a bit of portal work. As the sheep pace around you, somehow understanding your need for cover and blocking any view of you and the young lambs hiding in the corner together.

Poli! Come pick me up now, please! I am incredibly out of my depth. I need someone to grab me gently and not treat me like how toddlers treat their least favorite Barbie. I wanna leave so badlyyy. System! Is Neru available yet?

•ᴗ• 𝐋𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↻◌◌◌ •ᴗ•

No then. Ahhhh Neru! When will your maintenance be over! Help me pleaseee! I hate this so muchhh, I never should have left the cave! If I survive this, I'll be a shut-in for the rest of this world!

Director's cut! -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈  Since you were in a PG world previously, you were automatically censored for cursing. Cursing is filtered, and the User is fined, so you just naturally stopped cursing since you started going broke.  But since the world you're in has a different rating (14+), cursing is open; however, you've been accustomed to saying more... meaningful things than actual curses. "You egg sucking worm. I bet a fart is more welcome than you." "You gormless minger, you."

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"All right, I'm down for that- wait, you just used a meme, Neru, I am so proud!"

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Planning to add a snippet of our time ghosting around the Epic crew or whatever Poli (Polyphemus) was doing. Hint: He went to search for Wisdom regarding sight. ;)

Crossposted on Tumblr only, nowhere else, under the name @whogavethispotatoapen and Conspiratea on quotev. (Quotev updates first)

Edited the end of the chapter to make more sense: Sep.18.25

Edited: 12/22/25