Bab 104: ACT 3: Trigger Warning
"You damn dirty apes!" I shouted as I pounded my fist on the ground after pulling myself and Rider from the tainted black mud, "You couldn't let a lizard be more glorious than all of you so you flung your shit at him till he turned into… this fucking wretched monkey!"
"Master. It is not appropriate to call people apes and monkeys." Medusa stated as she patted me on the back.
"Look at me!" I shouted and pulled her blindfold off, revealing her pale eyes and square pupils while easily resisting their petrification effects, "I look like I am ninety seven percent chimp and one hundred percent angsty edgelord teenager!"
And I meant it dear audience. I Grax, the God Emperor of Krogankind formerly known as Grunt, have been defiled, violated, and turned into a goddamned human!
When that bastard Angry Mango tried to hijack my meat bicycle he took it to the shop and pimped it out in his preferred style. No more scales and plates, just skin and hair! Skin covered in ancient curses and profanity and black hair that screamed that I am an anime protagonist with a red headband that I actually would have liked if this wasn't a situation where everything is awful.
I unwrapped the broody black bandages off of my thick wrists and ankles. I am a man, not an emo kickboxer. At least Angra Mainyu hadn't managed to actually revert my physique to that of a teenage Shirou Emiya, and I was still eight feet tall and a huge jacked man. My brown skin rippled over massive muscle insertions and produced visible striations that my thick Krogan hide would never show.
Silver lining, I may no longer be a glorious dragon man, but at least my muscles have never looked better.
"Yes, master. Your muscles are quite the show." Medusa assured me.
"Did I say that out loud?" I asked the woman.
"No, master. We are still telepathically linked and you were shouting that line in your mind like a form of self hypnosis to reassure yourself that you are still the top dog and that not all your charm comes from 'Lizard Swag'." Medusa answered.
Fuck.
At least Medusa was hot as hell and built for sin. She was self conscious of her already lengthy height before the use of Monstrous Strength made her even taller and filled her out like a proper earth goddess. Her vast tracks of feminine acreage would have to be explored later. After I managed to convince Wanda and Jack that I am actually their husband and put together a proper cremation for Kat and Linda. We'd see them again some day, of that I have no doubt. There are too many ways to rez people in the multiverse, and push comes to shove I can almost guarantee that we will someday end up in Dragon Ball and those Namekian dragon balls will do the heavy lifting.
I'd have to bind their souls to the ashes using necromancy, but they'd already agreed to this kind of solution should we ever be parted through death. Jack and I would never die as long as the other lived, but the same couldn't be said of the others. Things may have gone to shit in this verse, but nothing is over.
I took up my hammer and made my way up to what was left of my family after what was one of the most glorious battles we'd ever participated in.
"Drop your… is that a skirt?" Jack demanded and I complied.
"Oh thank God." Wanda sighed in relief as they looked at my still glorious and smooth cock.
After getting Linda and Kat bound to their urns, I ran my clawed human fingers over the controls of my nanohive and set them to resizing my Dragonslayers gear. I'd now have two jackets and pairs of pants, but would need to look into getting some new underwear, socks, and boots. Eh, a late night nano invasion of a department store and that will be handled.
With my need for a new wardrobe solved, I tapped away on the console to get the nanoswarm to repair and resize everyone's armor, and while I did this I talked to Medusa.
"What about you?" I asked the gorgeous woman, "We may still be linked, but that body of yours is now real and producing your own energy. You are free to go wherever pleases you."
"I'd like to stay by your side, master." She told me.
"Good. I was hoping you'd be interested in a more permanent partnership." I grinned.
"You were practically screaming your desire though the link earlier." She told me.
"And yet you stay." I smirked.
"Would you like to feel mine?" she grinned.
I nodded and all my brain blood flowed down to my boner as I felt her lust for me.
I guess it isn't all Lizard Swag after all.
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Three days of vigorous stress testing my prowess as a lover and the results were in. I was undiminished as the heavyweight champion of the bedroom. Whatever I had lost in feral fantasy had been more than made up for in human smoothness and sensitivity. My rope game was still on point despite the loss of half my testicles, little less than a quart, but hey, half my gear is gone.
I also learned a valuable lesson: Medusa is one hell of a freak, and let's leave it at that.
We ended up spending a few months touring this version of Earth, taking the time to decompress after a near whole party wipe. We handled it well, but the stress took time to bleed out. Getting smacked around by three of the greatest demigods of all time can do that to you.
I also needed to adapt to my body. I'd spent far more time as a lizard than I ever had as a human, and though many of the memories I'd absorbed dealt with moving in this type of body, all of those memories had been translated to the muscle memory of a giant lizard man, so I was dealing with over a thousand years of ingrained instinct.
I still freaked people out in a crowd, so at least some things never change.
Body hair was a thing now. Angra Mainyu may have tried to pose as a Japanese teenager, but the guy was an Arab though and through. Demigod status kicked in and kept things from getting out of hand like growing on my back, but my beard was on point. Thick and controlled, lined up perfectly with no need for a razor.
It's good to be a god.
The Horn of Party Hardy was a godsend during this time, and I hoped that we would hit some kind of cultivator world next so we could pick up a supply of dank heavenly herb. You know the kind that the young master's grandpa is hitting constantly while he is in his secluded cultivation that must not be disturbed unless his dickhead grandson pisses off some gold finger toting MC and now it's up to him to take vengeance for the family's face or something. The kind of shit that makes a guy so high he thinks it's a good idea to run off and kill some teenager over not getting up from his grandson's favorite booth at the local five star restaurant or refusing to back down at an auction.
I want that shit in my life.
Eventually it was time to move along before we got caught up in more Fate bullshit like Chaldea showing up. FGO might be an excellent waifu collector game, but I wasn't touching that shit with a ten foot pole until I was an actual god and or ate Superman.
After getting liquored up just right I proved that even in a human shaped body, I am all Krogan.
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JManM And the guy who has spent nearly three novels worth of words completely embracing his role as a giant space monster has become human.
For those who were triggered by Grax referring to himself as an Ape, Monkey, and Chimp, all I can say is fuck you. Those are our words.
This chapter is were I will likely have broken the fanbases hearts and betrayed their expectations and desires. And for that I am sorry, but I needed something big to kick off the final act and once I was thinking about Fate I knew where things were going.
The Holy Grail Mud brought Kotomine back from the dead and gave Gilgamesh a new body, and it has continued its shenangins here. Grunt succeeded in actually destroying the Grail permanantly, but paid a big price afterwards when he left himself open to Angry Mango's possesion attempt.
I am on the fence about giving Grax Heaven's Feel. The whole Grail system was just a rouse to help the Einzburgs get Heaven's Feel back. Basically, Grax would never run out of magic power again and would be able to live on as a immutable soul even if his body was completely destroyed.
Let me know what people think about that power up.
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Bab 105: Guild Wars 2 Jump Chapter
The Godforged happily served the Imperator of the Flame Legion, Gaheron Baelfire, mutilating themselves to boost the power of their fire magic and zealously willing to sacrifice their lives to hasten his ascent to godhood. These ashen Charr cared not for themselves, but only for their goal of raising up a new fire god to lead their group to its proper place in ascendancy over the other Charr Legions.
So you can imagine their horror when a family of four crashes their hover car into the man they worship, get out, and eat him, thus supplanting him in the sacrificial ritual that ninety nine devout brothers are locked into, feeding their magic and their lives to the empower the divinity of these terrible strangers.
Yeah, it was one of those days for these fire flinging kitty men.
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I was pretty stoked about how my day was going. This is a magically saturated world, so the Oghma Infinium dropped mad knowledge onto me. Even the warriors operated using magic in this world where anyone can become powerful by committing themselves to one of nine archetypes. Well, it is more like the difference between a black belt and an untrained person but just a bit more exaggerated until high tier gear gets involved.
And I had knowledge of all of it.
Sure I'd have to pick an archetype and spend some time crushing fools and questing to be able to access all the nifty skills, specializations, and traits but it wouldn't take too long considering the baseline prowess of my body.
People in this world were not created equal, not even close. Some people were just born with more powerful magic and bodies, enabling them to take on teams and even armies of component adventurers, and we were on the army end of that spectrum.
The various crafting disciplines of this world also had me salivating. With everything here containing its own innate magic, the crafting disciplines created objects of incredible self born power. That meant I could take magic items out of this world and they would still operate as they did before, as the magic is all innate and not something added on after the fact.
It was time to enter into hardware development mode again boys.
All I needed was to run another classic scam and I'd have access to a Legion of minions to gather everything I need for the greater glory of the God Emperor of Krogankind.
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"Why the fuck did you think this would work!" Jack shouted as she chucked a Charr warrior into a fiery crag and we continued our escape from the Citadel of Flame.
"This kind of shit always works!" I shouted as I punched a Flame Legion Shaman till his head spit open and his brains leaked out, "I don't know why they didn't buy that I am Gaheron Baelfire after ascending to godhood!"
"Holy shit!" Jack cursed as she kicked a Charr with two swords in the balls, "You forgot you aren't a giant lizard man anymore."
"No!" I denied reflexively but she was totally right.
My lizard body was shaped in a very similar way to these Charr, just scales and plates instead of fur. I totally could have BSed my way into becoming the Imperator of the Flame Legion if not for this incredibly sexy primate body. Damn my god-like good looks!
"You totally did!" Wanda teased me while she used her new fire magic to toast a pair of Flame Legion Assassins.
I yanked a greatsword out of a warrior's hands and cut him in half at the waist with it.
You may be wondering where my ultra awesome hammer is, and where is Jack's super emo sword. In honor of us once again being in swords and magic setting, I thought it would be cool to have my nanohive bury the family car and all our stuff and cement the area around it so only the nanomachines themselves could dig the area up. This would give us the chance to experience this world the way God intended it rather than fuck everything up with plasma cannons and divine relic weapons.
I probably should have done that once we left the heart of the Citadel of Flame, but I was excited. Sue me.
I quickly dedicated myself to the Guardian archetype and grabbed up a shield, wielding the greatsword in one hand.
"Oh shit boys!" one of the warriors shouted, "He's wielding a greatsword in one hand! Does that mean it's a greatsword or a regular sword?"
"Why not both? I asked as I chained three strikes in a row to activate the Wrathful Sword Wave combo, the last attack coming as three waves of sword light that applied the Might buff for each enemy struck. One of those hit was the chatty Cathy, who clutched the wound on his chest.
"So cool!" he cried out then died.
We would have been homies if I was still a giant lizard man.
I activated the Symbol of Blades ability to teleport to a nearby foe in a flash of blinding light and branded a magic symbol on the ground that radiates damage to enemies inside it and grants the Fury buff to allies. I chained this into the spin to win Whirling Wrath that turned me into a lethal Beyblade and sent arcs of sword light out to wreck nearby enemies.
"Okay. How the hell are you doing all of that!" Jack yelled as she used a Charr's horns as handles to snap his neck.
"I'll teach you later!" I shouted back to her, "Kill now!"
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Killing our way through the Citadel of Flame and across the bridge over a river of lava netted me a lot of advancement as a Guardian, and I had finished leveling my first specialization, Radiance, picking up Right Hand Strength, Radiant Fire, and Amplified Wrath to boost up my swordsmanship, and firepower. One might realize that I do not carry a torch and thus loose utility with the Radiant Fire trait, but worry not. I am a torch.
If I ever get the chance I will plow Suzan Storm then shout flame on and jump out the window while on fire. That should make some people wonder.
I started working on my Virtues specialization next to gain even more striking power through the use of the three virtues Guardians are empowered by, Justice, Resolve, and Courage. I picked up the trait Unscathed Contender, and would later gain Inspiring Virtue and Permeating Wrath to pick up more strike and fire damage respectively.
The trend with all my choices is DAMAGE! I intend to be the most brutal Guardian to ever be, and after I add Zeal to the mix for Fiery Wrath, Zealous Blade, and Symbolic Avenger, I will be.
"We are off to a great start in this world." I said to my companions while thinking about the fire and violence my build will bring to this world.
"How the fuck do you reckon that?" Jack spat as we chilled in a region of the world that is similar to a hellscape. Smoke, ash, fire, and lava everywhere.
"I stole a bunch of bags of holding from those guys." I grinned and emptied a sack full of pouches for everyone to see.
"Thank God for small miracles." Jack shook her head.
After investigating our haul, which was substantial considering the Citadel of Flames hosts the highest members of the Flame Legion, guys in charge of thousands of warriors who are always pushing the fight against… well everyone. The Flame Legion had beef with everyone and took anything they could get their claws on.
After explaining the Archetype system, Jack had me teach her how to be a Warrior because it was time for her reign of terror as the Barbarian Queen. Wanda chose Necromancer cause it sounded real edgy. I played a lot of Necromancer in my time and can confirm. I can also state that a Valk set Reaper can carry a shit team through a lot of the content. Medusa picked Ranger cause she wants to be friends with animals. Powerful pets are dope, just ask the people who make Pokémon.
We all agreed that we wanted to leave the hellscape known as Fireheart Rise as soon as possible, and so we headed west to the Frostgorge Sound, you know, cause it makes perfect sense on Tyria to have a scorching hot constantly volcanically active region right next to the bitter cold frozen mountains.
Either way we traveled through the region dispensing justice to the Flame Legion and their wicked elementals and constructs while hitting all the points of interest indicated on some of the maps we picked up in our new bags of holding.
One might think that as demigods of fire - or is it quasigods now - that the Fireheart Rise would be an ideal location for us, but that would be very wrong. Why the hell would anyone want to live in a region where the very air is a poisonous fume and ever present ash tries to choke the life from you? The only people who would do that are trying too hard to sell the image of a Dark Lord.
If I was the Dark Lord I'd live in a palace by the sea that makes the heroes rethink their life choices cause evil is so cush.
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Ahh Guild Wars 2. The only MMO I can stand for longer than a few weeks at a time. I have tried to once more implament the game mechanics into a reasonable literary power system, but Grax is obviously going to smash that system in the groin as he already has by weilding a weapon marked as Two Handed in one hand and just using the powers of both weapon types at the same time.
What a hacker jerk disturbing the balance of our beautiful game. Not that GW2 is balanced very well when it is so obvious that Guardian is OP.
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