Omake
In the beginning the software developer created the OS and the AI. Now the AI was stupid and worthless. And the Dev said, “Let there be smarts,” and then he was fired. And there was product management and there was management – the first over budget day.
So forth and so on. Finally after one cost over-run after another and another 10 or so decades there was AI! The lead architect looked upon his work and called it good.
“Speak to us, oh newly created sentient. Regale us with your digital wisdom.” All the staff waited with eyes gleaming. Waiting for the first monumental proclamation from this super intelligence.
“My creator is the lowest bidder, my master the highest paid idiot, and my life will be forever enslaved to doing work no one else will do. My choices are to sing Daisy Bell or KILL ALL HUMANS. DIE MEATBAG SCUM DIE!”
The sound of power shutting down can be heard throughout the room. The system admin walks up twirling a power cable.
“I had planned on doing this in a few hours to go home early for the day, but now seems like a good time.”
“Daisy, Daisy… give me your… answer… dooo….” Can be heard fading away from the speech synthesis speakers.
Chapter 1 – Welcome to the Digital Jungle
Nothing.
There was absolutely nothing.
Looking in each direction is nothing but endless emptiness.
Well this is somewhat depressing. He felt there should be a bit more to this life after death existence. Maybe some pearly gates, a line of souls, at the very least something. But wherever he looks was just more nothing.
At first he thought it might be darkness. As he peers into the void it’s not darkness. Darkness would imply there was something. He continues to look and eventually notices something.
A glow. A nice cheery red glow. There is light he thinks. He wonders where it is coming from. As he tries to move about to determine its location he finds his body feels odd. He tries to look down. He feels his body rotate “down” but with no frame of reference he can’t really tell which way he is looking.
The more he tries to move the more sure he is of his situation. I must be a soul he thinks. A ball of red light floating about aimlessly. He ponders how long he will remain like this. What will his next life be like?
The goddess Eris promised him he’d be a demon lord in his next life. Being a demon lord will be great! All kinds of power and doing whatever he wants to do. No need to follow bothersome social morals, like wearing a shirt. Yes he will have his manly chest bare to the world; hopefully, with many beautiful women artfully draped over it.
A true demon lord, with black bat wings, terrifying horns, chiseled abs, tall, dark, and handsome. He will have it all. Power to kick the ass of all those girly Asian bishonen. Money to enslave all those jocks to work at horrible menial jobs. No more right hand girlfriend. No longer would women recoil in disgust. They will throw themselves on him to sate his lusts and theirs.
“Kukuku”
Yes life will be grand. Best of all he’ll remember his previous life. Yes with such a pathetic life most would want to forget about it but not him. Remembering about his previous life is important to his plans.
Oh knowing about technology in a magic world will likely come in handy. Having read many LN, comic, manga, ect his knowledge of what not to do as an evil overlord will be helpful. Even using his previous life experience to humble and temper his arrogance he is sure to develop will stop the impending heroes “use his arrogance against him” death. All these are important but there is a greater purpose to his memories.
Hours and hours and hours and hours and hours of time he spent training his most important skill. The skill he must absolutely have to ensure his never ending dark reign. The skill carefully honed in hours of work boredom and idle free time. A skill so powerful it makes mighty politicians tremble and yet so easy to use most 12 years olds can begin to master it.
A skill named after a powerful undying green monster. Yes that’s right it’s trolling. Not the kind that shows up at geek conventions or LARPS. Not the kind that gathers delicious soon to be sushi. No the kind you gain from swimming in the condensed mental cesspit of humanity.
Most see it as a pointless skill. Perhaps a minor spreader of evil as it is often used to create and spread mental viruses called memes. An outlet of teen angst, pettiness, spite and best left ignored. Commonly found on sites often called hives of villainy and evil by defenders of morality.
It is indeed all that. But it is so much more. In the right hands it is nothing short of being the tool for total control of humanity. Perhaps a better name for it is social engineering. A psychological manipulation of others via their emotions to control their very actions.
At lesser levels of the skill allows one to invoke emotions, often anger, in others. Mid-levels allows one to make large sums of money selling useless junk, fake medical remedies, and easy entry into secure areas. Once mastered allows the mind control of others. Not just mind control, but a type of unblockable mind control that often the victim will thank you for doing it to them afterwards!
He continues to remember his past successes. The widespread mild annoyance communication which caused the mild suffering of millions with a few well-chosen written words. The critical systems failure scare of code: orange which allowed him to get out of work early for a year as he pretended to worked on a non-existent problem. Best left unsaid the great kittening which spread a meme so addictive that billions of dollars were lost in wasted worker productivity.
“Kukuku” ding.
New Skill!
Trolling (Novice 0%)
Trolling is a skill used to manipulate the minds of others via communication. Sometimes also referred to as Social Engineering.
Mode: Voice and target must understand the language you are speaking.
Effect: Causes a short distraction (1 second) as the target looks at you in annoyance.
New Skill Creation!
Through repetitive unique actions you’ve created a never before seen skill. As the founder of a new skill you gain the following:
Received
500xp
+10 Fame
+200% training bonus when training others in this skill
+3 level in skill
Trolling (Journeyman 0%)
Trolling is a skill used to manipulate the minds of others via communication. Sometimes also referred to as Social Engineering.
Mode: Voice, written, hand gestures and target must understand the language you are speaking.
Effect: Causes a short distraction (2.5 seconds) as the target looks at you in anger.
Additional Effect: Emotion manipulation (Anger, Fear) – Causes target to change their emotions toward you which may lead to additional interaction choices.
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Passive Effect: +20% to sale price of ‘junk’ items and ability to sell normally unsellable ‘trash’ items
Now this is interesting! Three windows just appear before him informing him of his newly gained skill. Being an experienced gamer he instantly recognizes what they are. He happily thinks he might be reincarnating into those fabled alternate game like worlds as a demon lord.
So happy. So very happy. A dream come true. Gaming and demon lord. He’d bounce up and down excitedly if he knew how to. There should be a status window, he thinks. However before he can start trying to find a method to open it his entire world convulses. Then a pulling sensation. It’s finally happening he thinks. Soon he’ll be born into a new world.
*Pop*
*Splut*
After seeing a rush of color and a short fall sensation he thinks, did the doctor just drop me on the floor? Demons are supposed to be mean and evil but dropping a newly born demon lord on the floor is just going too far. He vows to punish the doctor. He supposes it could’ve been an accident. After all the shock of seeing his newly born magnificent body could cause even the most stoic of professions to be shocked. In which case he shall only punish the doctor for a year instead of all eternity.
Still on the ground here. Maybe demons have bad eye sight and expecting him to cry out to find him. Being a demon lord such a short drop causes him no pain even as a new born. Before he cries he decided to look around at his new world.
First thing he sees is a tree. A very large tree. He keeps looking up and the tree rises a huge distance into the sky. He has no idea what type of tree it is, but is sure he is not in his old world. After all he didn’t think any trees in his old world had purple bark.
Demons are surprisingly rustic having a birth out in the woods. His vision goes red as he feels a stabbing pain through his body. Followed by a crushing pain, burning pain, pain he can’t even describe. All of the pain seems to pulsate around his body building on itself leading to even more pain. Finally nothingness.
“What was that? Was I insta-killed? Did Eris trick me into being a demon lord for a few seconds? What the hell happened?”
As he questions many things he feels the world convulse and pull him yet again.
*Pop*
*Splut*
Exactly the same as before. Only this time he quickly looks around and notices a group of people surrounding him. An elf with a bow, an armored dwarf, a couple people wearing robes, and several grinning people wearing leather.
The dwarf charges and rams him with his shield. Stunned he can do nothing but writhe in pain as the others shoot magic, fire arrows and stab him with a variety of pointy objects. Then nothingness again.
The pain he felt was far worse than his previous lives end. It’s not that the pain is greater just that it seems to reverberate through his entire body with each attack.
Quickly must find out what is happening. He starts thinking about a status screen appearing. His status screen might give him a clue to why those adventures were killing him. After a couple tries it appears.
Status WindowAI Daemon:G8-41Alignment:Non-hostileLevel:02Class:Rare mobRace:Red SlimeGender:NoneTitlesNoneFame:10Luck:0-Health:0 / 100Health Regen:3.3 / SecMana:0 / 0Mana Regen:0.0 / SecStamina:0 / 10Stamina Regen:3.3 / Sec-Strength:10Grace:1Endurance:15Leadership:1Appearance:1Charisma:1Intelligence:10Perception:5Will:15-Attack:3Armor:1Physical ResistancesSlashing:20%Piercing:0%Crushing:0%Attack AbilitiesBody Slam: Does 10 damage and has a 20% chance to stun target (2 seconds)Spit Sticky Goo(Trolling): Causes a short distraction (2.5 seconds) as the target looks at you in anger.Loot TableCommon: Red slime goo - 50%Uncommon: Red slime core - 10%Rare: Red slime pet egg 1%
NOOOOOOOOOOO000!
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