Hey guys!
I'm prolly not gonna be able to keep this train running for long. I'm thinking of switching to a weekly structure like every Friday. I'll try to see if I can make the chapters a little bit longer, like trying to hit 2 or 2.5k words a week.
Enjoy the show!
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The past few days have been… Weird.
For starters, I've somehow been getting stronger, like, much stronger. When I've been out on patrol as the Roaring Knight, I feel like I have to hold back much more just to not make someone a fine red mist on a wall.
I knew I already had a little bit of super strength, but this is from peak human/Batman tier to Spiderman being silent tier. I tested it out, using the couch as a weight and I basically just used it as a ball to juggle. I barely even needed to use any strength to just hold it on a single finger.
Yesterday, when I was out buying groceries, I came across an old train station with a few steel beams and a train. I decided to pull a Mr. Incredible and try to test my strength using these beams.
The beams were much more of a challenge than the couch, but I could still easily lift them. If the couch felt like basically nothing in my hands, then these beams were like a folding chair that you could probably carry around at all times.
On the other hand, the train was in a completely different category. It took a monumental effort just for me to lift the damn thing over my head. It felt like back when I worked out when I had first beaten my pr of 175 pounds on a bench press when I was about 13. It was a huge achievement for me, but holy hell was it my arms were killing me after.
The same thing happened to me when I lifted up this train, hell, I only managed to do one rep with it being above my head before I had to fall to my knees like Lil Durk. However, when I got back up and tested it out with my claw, it wasn't even a challenge. I'm convinced that if I were like 20 feet tall with my same strength, I could use this train as a sort of weird one-armed boxing glove. I'm about to be Goopy-le-Grande in this mug.
Anyway, after that, the black ticket arrived when I got home.
CURSEBREAKER
…That's ominous as all get out, what the hell happened?
FOR BREAKING THE CURSE: LONER, YOU HAVE GAINED 1X GOLD TICKET
WHY ARE WE YELLING NOW AND WHAT ARE CURSES!?
BECAUSE IT'S IMPORTANT!
The ticket cleared its throat (don't ask me how) and manifested a few copies of itself.
Before you came here, you were cursed 6 times. You broke the loner curse by becoming an Overlord, you can't do anything about one of them, and you pre-broke the brand of Sacrifice by becoming an Incubus.
Wait a minute, hold the fucking phone. I had the brand of sacrifice on me and became an Incubus? When did that even happen?
Your curses were made into rolls before you came into this world. Your rewards were increased agility, stamina, shadow armor, the altar, the byakugan, expertise over sex, and of course, becoming an incubus.
I… I guess, bro. Can you at least show me my curses I still have?
[Curse of Arms]
|Severity 14|
You cannot wield weapons; the moment you try to hold a weapon or try to utilise it to any extent, they will be ripped out of your hands, and you will be shocked by lightning that increases in severity with each attempt.
|Resolve: Roll or acquire at least 5 rare ranked or above weapons and at least one Adept or above weapon skill mastery|
[Slow Slots]
|Severity 12|
Your ability cooldowns have gone from a 5-minute cooldown to a 1-hour cooldown. Once you swap an ability slot, you must wait at least 1 hour to change that ability slot again.
|Resolve: Acquire at least 5 speed boosting abilities, items, or traits.|
[Honesty]
|Severity 16|
You are an honest person, way too honest. You cannot communicate with the intent to deceive someone, no lies, no lie by omission, no clever wording, whatever you say, you say what you mean. So either don't talk or tell the truth.
|Resolve: Acquire a Lie Detector ability or a Deception ability or acquire Adept rank communication/Persuasion|
Huh… These aren't that bad. I mean, yeah it sucks that I can't wield weapons, but I don't usually use them and I'm pretty sure I can count the amount of times that I've lied before this on one hand.
Hey wait a minute, didn't you say I needed to wait an hour between switching abilities? It says it right here that I can swap the ability at any time but I need to wait before swapping again.
Uhhhhh… ROLLING!
Alright, bro.
[Expert Blade Weapon Mastery]
|Elite Skill|
You are an expert of the bladed weapons such as daggers and swords, not quite in the realm of legends but in the old ages people would sing songs about how you could slay 100 men with a single blade. Your expertise and finesse with blades are the stuff of rumours.
Oh crap, am I gonna go through the same thing I did in the street when I got expert performance–
S H I T!
In my mind was an explosion of memories from a past life. Once I was a dojo-breaker back in the heian era of Japan, going around from place to place and challenging anyone I could find to improve my swordsmanship.
Another time I was an old master that trained in seclusion for most of his life, putting all of his years into the sword before writing them down into a scroll to pass onto the new generations to come.
It was a confusing maelstrom of memories that I never did, experiences that I've never even had, but throughout it all, one thing was apparent: I was still me. Not once was losing myself to this onslaught of memories from others, even a danger.
God, I hope I don't keep getting skills, that shit sucks. I mean, I like doing my thing with instruments and now swords, but it fricking sucks how bad it is on my head. Are those past lives anyhow or are they just simulations in order to give me experience?
Hell if I know.
Right now, I wanna experiment with Crystal Caeser. After swapping it, the feeling of the container of water inside of my chest with micro hydrokinesis had disappeared, instead being replaced with a feeling of solidness, like a core in those crappy cultivation novels.
I didn't really have a reference for it like with hydrokinesis, so I decided to try and base it off of Todoroki's ice. I took a deep breath in, walking towards my couch where I closed my eyes and lightly stomped the ground, envisioning a crystal to cover all of the couch.
KKKRRRCCCHHHH
With that sound, I opened my eyes and just like that, a white layer of crystal had replaced the outside of my couch. Although it was white it was still a bit transparent and even a little high quality. This is some serious gourmet stuff, if I were to sell this I could probably make a fat stack.
Wait a minute, I can make expensive crystals and gems… I could give this out to my date!
Wait, what day is it?
I go to my calendar.
SHIT IT'S FRIDAY!
Okay, it's about 3:40, so I got about 2 and a third hours to cook up a good little showing before the date.
Let's go.
DATE X NIGHT
In the living room was naught but silent, Daki in James' bedroom where he ordered her to go before this time and inside of the living room, something was off.
At first a bug emerged from the cracks within the floor. The bug was inconspicuous, just one crawling across the floor, however, more started to come. The one become two, that two became eight, that eight continued to multiply until they started to crawl on each other until they became the shape of a familiar one-eyed woman.
Soon, the bugs crawled off and Niffty stood there, cocking her head to the side as she saw the all-dark house. She looked around, her eye narrowing until a sparkle on the floor caught her eye.
Covered in the floor was rose petals with crystal bits on the tips of them, all of them leading to a door. Niffty slowly approached and opened the door, giving her a sight that she wouldn't forget for the rest of her life.
James was in the bathroom, laying back inside of a full tub made of pure crystal. He was wearing a two-piece suit, the water making it hug his muscles as he cracked his neck with his eyes closed.
The room seemed to sparkle, water somehow floating in the air to sparkle the light of the bathroom off from every angle to make the sight as magical as possible. After a few seconds, James opened his eyes, looking at Niffty.
She had on a strapless dress, intentionally being a little small to accentuate her curves. James let out a genuine smile as his eyes roamed over Niffty.
"You look absolutely beautiful tonight."
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THE END
To be honest, I'm pretty surprised at how Lucifer is winning the poll. Again, I do want him in, but I thought I was already pushing it with 1 femboy, I didn't know the world needed another.
I really hope I didn't just jinx it. I know I'm the author and all and I shouldn't be biased… BUT VOTE LUCIFER!!!!
Ok bbbbbyyyyeeeee.