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Le Story of sὂvιἓͲ ȑμȿȿἶÆ, Season 2 Episode 7
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MarkoHoog wrote:
Has there been a chromomancer yet
in season 1 combat expert said he was a necromancer close to class upgrade, and based on their training schedule mentioned at the season 1 ending he is probably a chronomancer now
Jun 24, 2021
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Also pls check out my KOTL. If I do say so myself, I think the next game will be AMAZING
Dragonlouis wrote:
What’s chronomancer?
upgrade from necromancer
highest regular class tier
with one of those special runstones a chronomancer can evolve into either a Telepathic or a Neuromancer
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Episode 7
Yay
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Idea by Hypermuddish
Written by Hypermuddish
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This has NOTHING to do with the actual Soviet Union or any of the events of relevance to it. All names, dates, and places are fictional and coincidental.
Le Story of sὂvιἓͲ ȑμȿȿἶÆ, Season 2 Episode 7
NOTICE:
MOST OF SEASON 2 WILL BE TOLD IN SHELDON'S POINT OF VIEW
Sunday 2:25 PM
We were surrounded by a dozen angry Thanoses with gauntlets with all those stones.
“YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR SINS!!” screeched a Thanos.
“I am inevitable,” said another.
“Uh… is there any way for you not to kill us?” I asked.
“Hmph. State your terms. We will decide,” said the leader Thanos.
“How about… 69420 🅱obux?” asked Old Man Trump.
“OOH, 🅱OBUX, ME WANTS 🅱OBUX!!” chanted the Thanoses as they danced in a circle.
Old Man Trump gave the Thanoses 69420 🅱obux and the Thanos thanked us.
“We will build our humble civilization of Thanoses here,” said the leader Thanos.
“We can build an entire Thanos City! REALITY CAN BE WHATEVER WE WANT!!!” shouted another one.
As the Thanoses began to discuss their plans for their city, we walked away and the Thanoses let us pass.
“That was smart,” I said,
Old Man Trump nodded. “Everyone likes 🅱obux.”
Sunday 2:45 PM
We walked out of the cave and teleported back to the temple.
“You may depart now. I think you are already well enough trained,” said Old Man Trump.
“Ok, b-“
Something slammed into me from behind. I stumbled and crashed into a pillar.
It was one of those zombie guys.
I teleported to him and hit him once. He instantly died. I ran to the edge of the mountain and looked down. There was an entire army of zombies heading this way.
“That’s not good,” gulped Old Man Trump.
Luckily, the zombies had weak decaying hands and kept on falling off of the sides of the mountain. A lot of them died from fall damage. Then a huge zombie who was at least 100 times bigger than the other ones started grabbing zombies and throwing them up here.
The thrown zombies were pretty easy to defeat though, because all of them were either blasted away by Old Man Trump or exploded from one of my Shadow Blasts. And when the giant zombie threw a bunch of them rapidly, I could Chain Lightning them and it would go all the way back and damage the giant zombie. Not that he got hurt or anything.
In fact, I launched a meteor at him and it exploded in his face but he didn’t even flinch!
Uh oh. The giant zombie got fed up so he started stomping over to the mountain to take care of us himself.
He hit the mountain with his rotten fists and every hit shook the mountain. The regular zombies started climbing on the giant zombie by hanging onto loose pieces of flesh. Soon zombie after zombie climbed over the edge and charged towards us, and it was harder to fight because of the unstable terrain. We retreated to the temple so we had more time.
“If we kill that big one, the normal ones won’t be able to get up,” said Old Man Trump.
“Yeah, I was thinking that too. But I don’t think we can kill the big one easily…” I said.
“Well, Sheldon, do you have any powers I’m not known of?
“Well, I do have a pretty OP one that defeated an elite zombie and some space squids, but every time I use it I’m not sure if I can control it. It’s like someone else’s soul is in my body.”
“Well looks like its our only hope now.”
I sighed.
I’ll try using my Negater powers again. It worked just fine against zombies last time.
If I had a nickel for every time this happened I’d have two nickels which isn’t a lot but it’s still weird that this happened two times
What.
I was enjoying some cookies when I got teleported here. And you know what the most infuriating part is??????
I WAS ABOUT TO BITE DOWN ON THE COOKIE SO I BIT MY OWN TEETH AND IT HURTS SO MUCH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Speaking of hurt, I just got clubbed on the head by a zombie.
But the zombie was soon blown up. Not by me.
“You okay, Sheldon? You were twitching there for a while,” said some random guy.
“Sheldon???? I’m not Sheldon,” I said.
“No, you are. Like. You said you would do some crazy power do save us from the incoming horde of zombies and then you started twitching.”
“I think you got the wrong guy,” I laughed. “My name is Teebs and if you sent me here please send me back to the IAGA so I can continue eating my cookies, and also it’s the nice thing to do.”
“I swear- wait… ‘it’s like someone else’s soul is in my body’ -AHA!! I GOT IT!!! Well, carry on.”
“Someone else’s soul is in your body?? Dude that’s messed up.”
“Ugh just- please, defeat those zombies over there and I’ll get you some ice cream and cookies.”
Dang, this guy is really nice to me. Even though he was some kind of possessed guy who somehow teleported me to the top of a mountain being attacked by a billion zombies.
I didn’t get to fight anything for a pretty long time, so this was gonna be fun.
I did some hand symbols (/Set opponent luck = -000000).
I punched a zombie on a head and the zombie crashed into another zombie who crashed into another zombie and so on until all of the zombies were knocked down the cliff.
If you were wondering how I did that, I have access to a bunch of admin commands. So when the Entity of All Goodness gave me my powers as a Negater, he also gave me a bargain. Which is, if I gave him 69420 🅱obux he would also give me Admin powers.
Ok back to the main thing. I noticed the zombies were getting here by climbing on the fat zombie so I went for the fat zombie.
“Glitch punch!” I yelled as I jumped in the air. My hand was covered by a glitching aura- my hand… AGHHHHHHHH MY BEAUTIFUL SILVER HAND!!! NOW IT’S LIKE SOME KIND OF PEACH COLOR!!!! BLASPHEMY!! TREACHERY!!!! WHO DID THIS TO ME????? In fact, my entire body was that weird color.
I cried silent tears as I descended. The only good part of this was my legendary shirt. It was orange with gray sleeves, and it had a picture of a noob head saying “moo” on it. That’s Sheldon’s shirt, I remember. That day when I was in the meeting, and I accidentally negated Sheldon’s powers and I saw him hiding behind some chairs. The same shirt. Maybe that was why the weird guy thought I was Sheldon.
“/give me mirror.”
A mirror appeared in my hand. I looked exactly like Sheldon. Brownish hair, and those weird multicolored eyes.
I fell closer and closer to the fat zombie.
As my Glitch Punch collided with the fat zombie, he immediately started glitching. I had negated his existence in the universe, and soon he glitched away to nothing. I finished off all the other regular zombies too because they stank.
I teleported back to that guy back on the top of the mountain.
As promised, he gave me an ice cream which I began to eat.
Sunday 3:35 PM
Why am I holding a half-eaten ice cream cone in my hand???
“Uh, Teebs, are you gonna finish that?” asked Old Man Trump, who as standing beside me.
“My name is Sheldon. I thought you knew that,” I said, confused.
“What- but… oh, I understand. Well, when Teebs took control of your body you went and killed all the zombies, including that giant zombie.”
“Wait a minute. He controlled my body?”
“Yeah. He said his name was Teebs and he got warped here for no reason.”
“Interesting.”
I finished the rest of my ice cream.
“Ok so anyway, you have completed your training here so you are free to leave whenever you want,” said Old Man Trump.
“Alright, see you later Trump.”
“Cya.”
I teleported back to my spaceship and got in.
Sunday 3:55 PM
I think I heard someone screaming for help. My enhanced hearing ability let me see who was in need of help.
The sound came from that planet with a bunch of storms over there. I turned that was and sped there in the spaceship.
It was absolute and utter chaos when I got there. There was wreckage everywhere and the roaring storms only made it even worse. Some people were running away from a horde of weird creatures that resembled a pale hunchback monkey with sharp claws and teeth.
“Give me analysis on enemy,” I thought.
“Alright. Here’s your analysis,” said Mind Assistant.
Name: Albino Crawlers
Type: Difficult Mob
Strength Level: 515
Description: Pale ape beasts with metallic skin. Can travel very quickly and with precision. Has no magic attacks but mends up for it in physical attributes. Not very tanky but very fast and has insane attack damage and speed.
Tips: Crowd control attacks are the key to wiping out large groups of Albino Crawlers.
Health: 300000000000/300000000000
That’s still a lot of health though.
As I turned towards the Albino Crawlers, they disappeared in a flash and reappeared behind me and leapt onto my back.
“Ouch,” I said.
I didn’t actually say “ouch”. I just made a sound similar to the sound “ouch”.
Another Albino Crawler slashed at my face.
“Ouch,” I said.
This time I literally said “ouch.”
I launched a huge Heat Wave attack at one of the tornados and it caught on fire. The constant spinning was enough to let the fire spread all across it, transforming it into some sort of fire storm. And to make things even worse (better), I summoned lightning from the sky to replenish the storms and make new ones. The fire storm “infected” all the other storms it touched into fire storms too, and before you could say “Teebs I swear if you steal my ice cream again I will not let you play on my Sovietendo Switch this afternoon”, all of the tornados were burning with a fiery intensity.
I moved the tornados into a circular formation around all of the Albino Crawlers with my mind so they would be trapped.
Then something hit me on the shoulder. Really hard. But it didn’t hurt at all but I still felt it.
I turned around to see an old man glaring at me.
“Stupid æian, causing trouble to our village for no reason! What’re you gonna steal now? Our cows? Sheep? Sovietendo Switches?” he sputtered.
A woman stepped out from behind a building.
“Careful dear, he will surely destroy us all if he is angered,” said the woman.
“I DON’T CARE!!!! THESE ÆIANS CAN TAKE OUR LIVES BUT THEY CAN NEVER TAKE OUR FFFFREEEeeedooommmm!!!” the crazy old guy screamed as the woman pulled him away.
“Oh, please have mercy on us, æian, I apologize for my friend over here. He is in serious need of help and I have prescribed some vitamin gummies for him. Please spare out lives, o great æian,” said the woman as she bowed.
What,
“Uh… sorry to burst your bubble but I’m not planning on killing any of you here,” I laughed.
The woman backed away.
“WE SHALL FALL FOR YE FOUL TRICKERY NO MORE, FIEND!” the old man screeched as he hit my head with a shovel. The shovel broke. Lol.
“Uh… why are you guys attacking me?” I asked.
A couple more people stepped out from behind the houses and whispered among themselves.
“Could he not be a real æian? A shapeshifter, perhaps?” a man murmured to another guy.
“No, his eyes… the eyes of a true æian,” the other guy whispered.
They were talking really quietly and I wasn’t supposed to hear him but apparently I still heard them because I have enhanced hearing.
“Why are you calling me an æian?” I asked.
“BECAUSE YOU ARE AN ÆIAN!!! YOU DIM, BOY??????” a kid screamed.
He was so ridiculous I fell on the ground laughing. I laughed hard. Really hard. And then I felt something pop in my stomach. Ugh… I think I laughed too hard.
“Help…” I croaked.
Sunday 6:00 PM
I woke up in a jail cell. I rubbed my tummy and it still felt kind of weird. I grew a razor on my hand and cut open my stomach to see what was the problem. Yikes. Somehow my lungs got stuck in my liver.
LIKE HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE????
I pulled my lung out and put it back where it belonged. Then I sat up against the wall and waited for my midsection to auto heal.
And then a guard walked past me and saw me like this. Trolled.
He screamed and a bunch of guards came running here. They screamed too and started throwing weapons at me. I groaned and rolled away. I was fully healed now.
Two fancy dressed people walked to my jail cell and began to question me.
“What are you going to do here, æian?” one of them asked.
“I dunno, save you guys? Unless those Albino Crawlers are your pets or something,” I shrugged.
“Hm. All the other æians are dead. HOW ARE YOU ALIVE????”
“He must be the Strongest æian to survive the wrath of the Entity of All Evil while all the other ones were slaughtered,” suggested the other fancy guy.
“Then we must be extra cautious of this one,” said the first fancy guy.
“Hold up. Why are you so scared of the æians, and who are they???” I interjected.
“The æians were vile creatures, ye. They went from planet to planet, galaxy to galaxy, raiding and plundering. The sad thing was nobody could stop them. They were simply too powerful. With their glowing auras and weird multicolored eyes, they soon took over the entire universe. There was one kind æian though, a woman. She gave us shelter and food when the other æians destroyed our village. That was a long time ago, a story passed down from generations. But the Entity of All Goodness had enough. He created another being, called Ebenezer Villainman69420 to destroy the æians. It was a fatal mistake. Ebenezer Villainman69420 got too powerful and defeated the Entity of All light. He shortened his name to E. Vill, or the Entity of All Evil, and recruited the æians to join him in his conquest to conquer all the dimensions. The kind æian did not want to be part of such evil, so the other ones had her killed. Some legends say she was carrying 2 babies at that time but nobody knows. But the Entity of All Evil backstabbed the æians… literally. So he was the sole ruler of the universe. By that time, the Entity of All Goodness had healed up and he fought the Entity of all Evil. They both ended up wounded and took a host to rest in.”
I chuckled.
“Dang bro, that’s kinda dark,” I said.
“I’M SERIOUS!!! FOOL, SOMEONE AS IMMATURE AS YOU CANNOT BE A REAL ÆIAN REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” raged the first fancy guy as he stomped away. The other fancy guy and the guards followed him.
When they were gone, I punched a hole in the wall and climbed out. The fire storms had cleared out all of the Albino Crawlers and I had gained a ton of exp from them.
After a short walk, I got back to my spaceship and I blasted off.
Sunday 10:00 PM
I got back to the IAGA.
I parked the spaceship back where I found it and I sneaked in from a vent.
That would have been really nice but there was another person in the vent with me.
“ANOTHER IMPASTAAAAAAAAA!!!!” the other guy shouted.
It was an Amogus Dripper dressed in brown.
“What are you doing in the vents here??” I laughed.
“I am an impasta. I will sneak through the vents and kill crewmates.”
A weird spiky tentacle thing shot out of his spacesuit. I got out of there really quickly.
I popped out of a vent in a hallway and fell into an open top trash can. But apparently someone threw a fish skeleton (?!?!?!?!) in there and it poked my back. The kids passing by stared at me. I climbed out of the trash can silently, dusted myself off, and walked towards Goose’s room.
I punched in the code and the door slid open. I walked in and it seemed like Goose added in even more upgrades.
“Hey Goose, someone’s here,” a voice said.
“I think it’s Sheldon,” replied Goose.
Goose and an orange guy walked out from behind the counter to greet me.
“The Head??? Is that you??” I exclaimed.
“Yeah. Goose finished my robot body and painted it orange so it’s like my original body. It’s currently made of flimsy material, and we decided to go on a quest to retrieve some Chromesteel for a stronger suit,” said The Head.
“Cool, can I go with you guys? And also calling you The Head is kind of weird. Do you have an actual name?”
“Yes and yes. Back on the Pumpkin Planet, my name was something that in the human tongue would be pronounced as “ɩæɠɱä” but you can call me Ligma. As in Ligma Sigma the 69th.
“Ok, well when are we going?”
“Sometime tomorrow. It’s getting a bit late today,” said Goose.
Sunday 10:40 PM
I got back to my room. As I sat down on my bean bag seat, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out. I had a new text from somebody named “Project Illumunati”. I had know idea why his first name was Project but I once knew someone named Body Pillow so I guess I wasn’t the one to judge.
By the way, Body Pillow was this pretty overpowered guy who nobody could beat in a fight. He had a special weapon, a weird red gem and it blasted everyone away. I haven’t seen him in a while.
The text said “Go to room P-00PY alone at midnight. Take anyone else with you and they will be terminated.”
Lol. As if. This was obviously a trap, or a trick from Florida. Room P-00PY is haunted. The staff members tried to destroy it many times but the room was indestructible. Legends (Florida Man trying to scare me) say that there is a demon living in room P-00PY that is ten times stronger than Thirst Man.
I replied to the text. This was our conversation.
Them: Go to room P-00PY alone at midnight. Take anyone else with you and they will be terminated
Me: No
Them: Why
Me: Because that sounds shady
Them: Not at all. We brought Soviet Candies, your favorite. 😊
Me: How did you know that’s my favorite candy
Them: We know many things.
Me: “We”?
Them: Oops, meant I.
Me: WHY DO YOU EVEN WANT ME TO GO THERE
Them: I am very pretty gorl please come with me to room P-00PY
Me: No pretty gorls are not weirdo and stalker and creepy
Them: IF YOU DO NOT COME THERE AT MIDNIGHT WE WILL DESRTOY EVERYTHING YOU LOVE
Me: How about I go there sometime from tomorrow to next Friday ok????
Them: Ok.
Sunday 11:05 PM
If you were wondering why I gave in to them, it was their threat to destroy everything I love. They know my favorite candy, so they could just as easily blow up all the factories that make them. I cried a little when I realized that. I decided to ask Florida about that after I return from my journey with Ligma and Goose.
For now, g’night.
Epilogue
Bubgi was furious.
“HOW DID HE DEFEAT THE GIANT ZOMBIE??? HOW???” he raged.
Thirst Man was silent.
“Gather your army, Bubgi. We shall storm the IAGA. They shall crumble under our wrath,” said Thirst Man.
He eyed the red gem in Rat-Beast’s hands.
And a bunch of light years away, a million years later, a boy named Eli smiled.
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