BANG! I heard an explosion causing me to be rudely awoken from my ever so peaceful slumber. It came from a few miles down the city. I woke up and noticed my sister wasn’t sleeping with me. Hell, she wasn’t even in our apartment. If she had just gone out to get some snacks she would have taken her phone. Knowing my sister, she was where the explosion was. I opened the window, created a plastic board and started flying down the apartment. People were looking at me in awe. I just scratched my head and started zooming past them. Sooner rather than later I arrived at the place where the sound had come from. It was the subway station. There were guards blocking the entrance. I attempted to go past but they said that you could go in only if you were D-rank and above.

I pushed them out of the way and started sliding down the inoperative escalator’s handrails. I jumped from it, once I had reached the end. I saw a woman with blonde hair and a greatsword which was on fire. Probably D-rank. Next to her was a somewhat old man with berserker armour. Probably about E-rank. He was holding a shield but I couldn’t quite make out the details. These two people were standing back to back against each other when they noticed me slink past them. The old man tried to hold out a hand to stop me but I was too fast. Then I saw the monster they were facing. It was an orc. On average these things were C-rank, so what was an E and D-rank going to do to one?

I shot a piece of plastic at the orc which impaled its chest causing it to start bleeding. Once the blood fell to the floor it turned black and hardened. These hardened pieces of blood then released a dark aura. This wasn’t any ordinary orc. It was on an orc shaman. Probably one that dealt with dark magic. I ran around it then punched the orc square in the face. I was imagining it to look a little better than it actually appeared. The orc’s giant clawed hand grabbed me by the torso, crushed my body and then flung me into a wall. Then my insane healing factor came into play and before the orc could continue I melted the piece of plastic that was in its chest causing it to intoxicate its bloodstream.

Then before the woman and somewhat old man could thank me I went deeper into the subway station. They were looking at me, their eyes filled with horror. I turned back in my direction and saw nothing. I then trudged along until I noticed a dimensional crack on one of the subway walls. So this was the dungeon break. I put one leg in after the other and then entered the dungeon. I then saw my sister fighting an orc by herself. BY HERSELF. “TESHA!” I screamed. Then she said “Oh, brother. It’s about time you joined the party,”. I rushed to her side. “Are you okay?” I asked her. “Duh. You think your sister is that weak?” she said. I had no counter to that. Partially since I was relieved and partially because I was too lazy to think of a counter.

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My sister told me that another squad had just passed the area and were heading to the boss zone. The orcs were already pretty strong. It’d be hard to imagine the boss monster's strength. I created more of a carpet made of plastic this time and then both me and my sister got on it. It started flying fast. I then saw orcs and just shot plastic rods in them and set them to auto-explode after about ten seconds of impaling the enemy. It would be annoying to keep on exploding them manually after each rod had been impaled. BANG! BANG! BANG! The explosions from my rods went off in a chain of a few seconds. I then saw the EXP roll in. Level 25. My causality warping’s strength only went up a slight since the plastic manipulation was my initial ability. I only used the causality control to explode the plastic after all.

After a while my sister jumped off the carpet of plastic. And landed in the forest and started doing some crazy sword shit. I could barely see what was happening. But one thing was for sure. She was cleaning up the orcs like a professional janitor. After a while of doing what we were doing we arrived at the boss zone. Me and my sister saw that a squad was already engaged in battle with that monstrosity. A giant orc easily as big as your average 6 story building was flailing a club as big as a school bus at everyone. You could see dead people but I didn’t really give a shit. I mean did I have to? They were absolutely random people who I hadn’t an idea in this world about who they could be. That was until I saw Howell. At that moment I said, “Screw it. If Howell’s there I’ll help him out”.

I came flying down with my plastic carpet and Howell saw me. He said “DOM. YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE. GET OU-”. Before finishing he was hit by the club of the giant orc. “Tesha, what kind of orc is this?” I asked. “It’s apparently called the Bratty Orc,” my sister said. “Well then… FUCK YOU BRATTY ORC,” I said. I started spam firing plastic rods and then exploded them all at once killing the orc. Howell walked up to me and asked, “Why’d you get so riled up?”. “Well the thing slammed you in the fucking face. Are you good though?” I asked. “Yeah,” he said and then collapsed on the floor. I picked him up and used causality-warping to give myself X-ray vision. I then saw that he had multiple broken bones and was bleeding internally and fast. I then sneaked a grin as the dungeon teleported us out and said “Look how the tables have turned, Howell”.