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chapter 2: regrets

chapter 2: regrets

Have you ever woken up after a blackout? A pounding hangover and disorientation? Well, that’s what I felt when I finally regained consciousness. I blearily tried to rub my eyes only to remember I didn’t have arms anymore or eyes for that matter. The memories of what happened to me came back and I just kind of mentally sat there for a while, stunned. I decided it would be best to check my status before doing anything.

Status

name: Ryan Hollberry, Randyll

titles: Expansion associate, progenitor, haunted

race: house

Classes:

System Expansion Associate,

Home,

stats

Teir:1

Rank:1

health: 1670/20,000

regen: 0/hr.

Exp: 100/0

stamina: 0/0

regen: 0/hr.

Religion: the nine

mana: 5/20

regen: 1/hr.

Loyalty: The Great System. No one else.

Strength

50

Creed: none

Constitution

50

Unassigned points: 0

Dexterity

0

Spirits: 1

Structure

160

???

Intelligence

10

???

Wisdom

10

???

Charisma

6

???

Luck

19

???

‘damn it!’ so if you run out of mana I pass out. Wonderful. And with my regeneration, I don’t get back up for a few hours. But I supposed that was fine in the end, I am a house. Houses don’t exactly move so I should be prepared for a lot of doing nothing.

After checking to figure that out I hesitantly turned my focus back to the room around me. ‘oh, thank the gods…’ lucky me I wasn’t surrounded by corpses anymore. And there seemed to be a hole in one of the walls. Then I saw the little spirit tumble out of the hole and land in a heap. he then started to get up. I say started because he was slow with a capital S.

When I was a little kid, I went to the San Diego Zoo, there I saw Galapagos tortoises, they moved faster than my spirit did. I watched as it moved at a glacial speed. It got up then waddled over to a burnt piece of wood on the ground. It picked it up and then walked back to the hole. I wanted to see where it went and then to my surprise, my vision followed it into the hole.

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It seemed that the spirit had dug a path up the stairs, which I didn’t know was a thing yet. ‘Come to think about it I dot even know the layout of my house? Body? Oh, this will take some getting used to…’

The spirit climbed out of the other end of the hole, then I figured out why my health was so low. Someone burned me down. It eventually came to a half-collapsed fireplace, where he dragged the piece of wood into it. A blue ghost like flame sprouted from the air and consumed the wood. I didn’t know what to think about that. I guess I eat by burning things in my fireplace, and wood tastes like French-fries.

><><>+10 HP<><><

Oh, that explains why my health is higher. So, the little spirit has been clearing the rubble in the basement. Wait a minute, what did it do with the bodies.

Oh no.

I think I’m going to be sick…

I would have puked if I could. So instead I just kind of freaked out flailing my imaginary arms and running, which was surprisingly fun, and mentally running around. Until I my imaginary inflatable tube man style arm hit a chunk of wood sticking out of the ground and nocked it over.

‘holy shit I have telekinesis!’

I reached out and punched one of the rocks. CHSSHHH. A mind rattling sound of breaking glass sounded off in my mind and I was stunned for a moment. That damn rock broke my concentration.

I wound up another punch this time imagining my arm as a wrecking ball, I felt something deep down in me stirring towards my mental fist. I swung and the rock shattered! Then I felt the nausea and tiredness again.

‘oh shit…’

<<<< another 6 hours later>>>>

‘what… where…?’ I feel like someone tied me to a boat and used me as an anchor. ‘damn, I must have drained myself of mana. What even happened it seems so hazy’ then like thunder a massive ringing noise went off in my head.

Congrats! You have unlocked the technique demolishing fist!

Demolishing fist- (5mp) the might of the industrial industry is not to be disrespected. You have managed to catch a glimmer of the essence of demolition from your home plane. Nice try! This inefficient and almost effective technique is your first creation!

Oh. OHH. That means I can create martial techniques? Guess I wont just be bored and sitting here forever. That reminds me I don’t even know what’s around me.

I drew my conscience from where I seem to rest in the basement, and looked back at my body, or more accurate the rubble that it is. Yep, still look like I was firebombed.

Looking past that I saw wide fields and sparse trees surrounding me. And as I looked out what I thought might have been my front I saw what looked like other houses. I quickly looked away, it felt looking a dead person in the eyes.

When I looked away, I noticed my spirit still working hard. It makes me feel a little better seeing the slow-motion little doll tumble and bumble around, busy as a bee. Its been clearing the area around the fireplace for a while now and I just kind of zone out watching it.

Eventually it manages to clear out what might have been a room before whatever burned me down happened. Then the spirit stopped and did a little dance, when it finished it jumped up the air and I got a message.

Spirits has leveled.

New type of spirit! Basic Builders!

Capable of basic construction allows you to make new buildings and addons. Can easily rebuild what was once made.

Ooh. I wonder how much those cost?

><><> 10MP <><><

Oh, okay so the notifications tell me things too now? How much MP do I have?

><><> 9MP <><><

Alright I can afford one! Now that I think about it, I’m going to be living the fantasy equivalent of paycheck to paycheck. I should figure out how to meditate or something to increase my regen.

I focus hard on me summon spirit option and mentally scream ‘BUILDER’ at it, it makes me feel like stupid, but it works.

With a little bit of fanfare and what sounds like trumpets a small two-foot-tall portal opens and another doll jumps out. This one has a similar featureless body but its bigger than the other one, and it has a little bob the builder hat on, it even has a picture of bob on it. The doll hops out and stands there in a pose that looks like it was prepared to monologue about its evil plans.

It eventually opens its eyes and looks around confused then looks at itself and looks scared. Poor little guy… I think ill call this one bob. ‘I’ts okay bob don’t worry your safe buddy!’ bob looks even more scared, then it just stares off into space for a moment before sulking a bit.

DDIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGG

‘Holy shit!’

New menu unlocked

Constructions tab available. We left a little gift for you there.

Ooh I sense opportunity for growth. This should be good.

<<<>>>

I charged out of the portal ready to slaughter the enemies of my summoner. You think I would get tired of being summoned by that pumped up demon king to kill off heroes, but it’s actually quite fun! At least compared to the normal nothingness that a devil like me is usually subjected too. a long time ago before I was an archdevil I had tried to break free of the system causing to “appropriate” me. Ever since then I have been one of its trading chips it uses to get the things living under it to dance for its entertainment.

As I leaped out, I stretched my massive frame as large as I could go and stood there waiting for the calls of alarm and fear, but all I was met with was silence. Confused I opened my eyes and looked around. I seemed to be in a basement for high giants. My massive 8-meter-tall frame still made me look toddler sized compared to the ceiling.

Then I looked down and noticed I wasn’t my usual giant self. I looked like a bipedal marshmallow. “what the fuck!?” I tried to scream only to realize I didn’t have a mouth. Then suddenly I heard a loud voice call out in my mind ‘it’s okay bob don’t worry your safe buddy!’ you have to understand part of being a devil as high tiered as me one of the benefits is that my mind was a fortress only breakable by gods of the mind and the system itself.

I lost my shit for a good couple minutes, until a blue screen I was all to familiar with popped up. Reassignment…

Congrats!

You have been graciously gifted by the system a new position!

Your species has changed from [Grand Arch Devil] to [minor house spirit]

Your class has changed from {infurnium sword dancer} to {minor construction specialist}

Your level has changed from <8692> to <0> exp needed to get to next level <10xp>

Good luck with serving your new position! Follow all orders and you might not get latrine duty!

I shivered when I read the bit about latrine duty. It isn’t an actual latrine its where all of the rot and hatred and corruption in the dimensions the system takes over is stored. Latrine duty itself is being turned into a living sponge for corruption.

Gods help me…

I went and sat in the corner of the room trying to figure out how I got fucked over so thoroughly.

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