The prick and the vixen were called Gunter and Leonie with the big boss behind the scene going by the stereotypical villainous ‘Klaus’. Sure enough, they all had obviously german names, but I can’t seem to remember the fat man's name. I’ve always just called him Umpa Lumpa in my head.
Much to my disappointment, Jesse eventually let go of me after petting me head with a sad smile on her lips to head away with those two. That just left me alone with the fat man who looked at me with resentment in his eyes as soon as he heard the door around the corner close with a *thud* - as if a signal from his team mates. “What are you waiting for; get me my dinner!”
He had already eaten a couple hours ago yet I’m sure it must take a lot of effort to maintain his figure thus I was headed off towards the kitchen. Today would be different though; after all I had collected information for ten years in the future (with time moving faster inside the game than outside with slight variations between the different worlds).
In other words - I had no more need for the fat loath.
That in mind I made sure to add a certain little ingredient to his final meal - a little liquid I managed to nab many years ago thanks to working on the streets like an urchin does.
Mommy had told me that there would be a huge change in the world and that I was to remain powerless thus I also had the idea that some petty revenge would be nice. Sure enough, he gobbled his food up with just a quick “took you long enough” once I set it down in front of him upon his studies desk.
In a matter of moments that liquid reacted due to the enzymes in his saliva - causing it to transform into a foam that expands as they tend to do. Finding his windpipe blocked up he did the obvious manoeuvre of clutching his throat while falling to the floor; truly the classics never fail to impress so I gave a clap.
The look he gave me, a one mixed between demanding and resentful, informed me that at first he didn’t even realise what was happening. When he noticed my clapping he no doubt released soon afterward exactly what had occurred - so that changed to horror. Perfect revival is apparently possible if the corpse still had the two most major organs in good enough condition, so, I decided to carve his heart out from his chest with a letter opener he had made from mithirl before eating that along with his brain.
That whole song & dance isn’t important to the story though; for his brain it really didn’t take me long to eat so I had that first for those that are curious.
Still I was a studious girl so I decided to do another round inside his archives while nomming on the deliciously vindictive meal. Most of what I found was stuff I already knew. Nonetheless, I went ahead as it literally would cost me nothing, not even the time used up would matter as this part of my major plan was coming to an end.
I did find some interesting information about a dungeon that the major dungeon within the city that possessed the rights for the {Rosario Stone Mine} wasn’t originally known. It was actually thanks to clearing the dungeon for the first time, saving the city, that the HERO managed to raise up the ranks of the planet.
From there, they proceeded to use the dungeon to grind exp of their newer as well as older members, quickly allowing them to grow all their members to consolidate their position into history.
The thing is… They had apparently long known about the dungeon for around 6 months before the dungeon ever became a problem (as well as 6 after the game came out). As such, they had actually committed an illegal act of letting a dungeon grow into a problem in order to take over what became the trading capital of the planet with the kingdom being none the wiser.
This certainly brought many ideas to my mind nonetheless, before I could finish my thoughts on my slowly changing plans, I fell to the floor. It took me a moment to realise that I no longer had my legs attached due to them having been rudely cut off.
“I knew that oaf would get himself killed in some dumb fashion…”
“Now, now, he is still a major part of our guild that is vital in knocking down those Frux bastards a few pegs by letting us take hostage the rich brats attending the school.” Both of the other guild members in HERO didn’t even bother looking to see whether I was alive.
Instead, one of them each stepped over either my legs or torso, to check their fatty friend only for the ever bitchy Leonie to let out a disgusted (but not horrified) gasp. “The little bitch has removed his heart and brain so we can’t revive him!”
Accompanying that yell was her heeled foot that collided with my chest in order to send me sailing through the air into a nearby bookcase that soon resulted in books burying me.
The egotistical man came over to me, crouching in a poor attempt to meet my eyes while flashing a smile, as if he hadn’t just removed my legs. Using his disgusting over-perfumed hand in an attempt to sooth me as he politely took me out from under the books. “Why don’t you tell me where you-”
*ptui*
Before he could finish speaking I spat a chunk of heart in his eye making him “accidentally” slam my head into the floor. Once more, I didn’t care about that, though it would be harder to begin the process of my second chance without legs. I would likely run out of blood any moment, though, so I was hardly worried about that.
“They tasted nice~!” Offering the pair the biggest smile I could - propping myself up against the bookcase to make sure they noticed - since Mommy always said it was happy to give them a big smile. If you always give them a smile they would never get their satisfaction thus making you satisfied; even if you lost the battle you would win the war.
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Thankfully, upon seeing the chunk of meat hit her guild mate’s face, the bitch of a witch seemed to realise exactly what had happened and squealed out like a pig in displeasure. “That monster bloody ate his heart & brain!”
Still wiping the blood from his eye - the slower Gunter paused for a moment before panic filled his face - in turn filling my heart with satisfaction.
As usual - mommy was right - this was very satisfying.
“What the hell are we supposed to do, that bitch is already here, how are we meant to take her out with just us two!”
“Don’t shout at me; you do something since you're a high-ranker!”
“She’s a higher rank than me so I needed his support!” The two broke into argument for quite some time since they had initially planned to take Jesse - who had come in order to actually come diplomatically about an outreach program - hostage for some benefit. I may not have been a good person but at least I recognised how taking advantage of an outreach program to attack wouldn’t work well in the long term.
However, that wouldn’t come to fruition as they simply weren’t strong enough to take her out without support from the umpa lumpa. The reason for this was actually quite simple; Jesse was ranked in the top ten while Gunter only ever managed to hit rank 30 globally (at max) through items!
Their anger didn’t remain on eachother… Soon it instead turned to me.
After the couple hours of torture from the two members of, the ever ironically named, HERO I couldn’t help but laugh despite my bloodied appearance. This made both of them back away on account of having little flesh left upon my muscle yet I couldn’t help speaking up as I could feel my life slipping away. “I have a power you know; one inherited from my mommy.”
“Don’t see how that helps you now.” Leonie smugly answered with a smirk while playing around with one of my severed fingers.
“I get a second chance when I die so don’t worry; I’ll make sure to meet you!”
It appeared Gunter had read his fair share of novels in the past since his eyes widened before he quickly reached into his inventory with a pale face. “Use all your potions and anything else in order to make sure that bitch doesn’t die!”
“Why would I-”
“Too late~♪” I said singingly before dying while laughing in a fashion that would make my ever grinning mommy proud.
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I opened my eyes once more, truly no rest for the wicked, to see a sky filled with the crimson red of sunset. It was almost as if the world itself was telling me that that chapter of my life was done thus I would soon need to embrace my new life.
Truly fitting as I could instantly tell there was one major difference; although I had certainly lived in an orphanage it wasn’t anything like this place.
In fact - I wasn’t sure if this was really an orphanage at all - there was far too much space in the backyard leading me to not being able to tell where in the world I was. Behind me was a large manor but a grand garden lay in front of me. This garden mainly consisted of a wide variety of different rose bush types yet it didn’t end there; since there were even many neatly organised trees that were considered rare in the past.
In other words, it was filled with many mortal-grade plants that were so low in mana that one couldn’t even consider them special at all.
That certainly meant I had gone back into the past since few of such plants managed to survive after LHO and those that did were raised in greenhouses (by normie slaves to prevent contamination) for the rich.
There were also some at Frux, for the purpose of research with the normies being paid very well to make up for the lack of time grinding in game, but I’d never been there either. Either way they certainly couldn’t be sat under the sun like this - though I could sense some mana in the air it wasn’t enough.
As for that manor, it was remarkably big even if not made from the rare materials that were used to create the Umpa Lumpas home, certainly impressive if this is the past. From what I could see from my position - the property appeared to cover enough ground to fit an entire large town inside.
To afford that much land must mean they were incredibly wealthy; a family like this never just having one property under their name. In fact, they may just be as rich as the Vagen family if one considers the materials the manner is produced from.
Being made from a diverse range of different woods & stones to manage something that appears to be rustic germanian yet plenty modern with the various lamps around. On top of that the floors were also paved beautifully with detailing of different symbols depending on where they seemed to head; for example the floor garden has a flowery engraving all the way down.
One thing was certain though - I had never been here before.
Looking around some more I discovered I was actually lying upon a deck chair in a nice little one piece dress with a book by my side on surgery. Upon that was a note that said “from mommy” which made me smile.
Though if I had to bring up a point of concern; not only was I wearing a dress but I don’t seem to remember having black skin…
Certainly something to question.