《The Forgotten Universe》Chapter 13: A new character!? (And she’s a bitch, to top it off!)
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For the first character to be revealed, I chose the one that will be introduced this chapter. You’ll understand why … hopefully.
Name: Karma
Age: Who the hell even cares. She’s a bitch.
Height: Who the hell even cares. She’s a bitch.
Gender: Female
Race: Who the hell even cares. She’s a bitch.
Home: Who the hell even cares. She’s a bitch.
Status: Professional bitch
Weapons: Her sharp tongue. She’s a bitch after all.
Noteworthy mentions: She’s a bitch
Personality: She’s a bitch
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“Hey, Drin. we have a new visitor at our front door, and she is asking for you by name.”
“Alright. I’ll check it out.better not be Karma. Fucking bitch! I wasted centuries operating under her bitchy ass ‘leadership’.”
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“Long time no see Drin. How’ve you been?”
And to think I was accepting anything less with this douchebag of an author writing this story.
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Sarcastic cunt! Thank you very much.
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Whatever. Anyways, I don’t know why I even got my hopes up. Of course it’s Karma at the door.
“What do you want bitch?”
“Hey! Is that any way to greet a former colleague that you haven’t seen in over twenty centuries?”
“Colleague describes our ‘relationship’ in very, very liberal terms. How did you find out that I was hiding in this place, and why are you here?”
“Well, it wasn’t hard for my Genius intellect to figure out where an insect like you would be hiding, and I came here to give you a deal that you may like very much.”
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“You didn’t answer my first question completely. How did you even know I was in hiding?”
“Because I know you very well. I bet that you know even less about yourself than you think. Which, I admit, is about what I was expecting, considering that you are about the same level as pond scum.”
“Okay, what is this ‘deal’ you have for me? And it had better be worth my time. (Which I doubt it will be.)”
“I have some information that may be of interest to you regarding realm KK and the rumored tenth universe. But I am not giving it to you for free.”
“I figured as much. What embarrassing thing does a sadistic bitch like you want me to do this time.”
“What was that Drin?”
Oh boy. She just gave me The Eyes. I haven’t spoken to many people since I went into hiding, so I guess I’ll have fun with her. She is only a tsuntsun, not tsundere.
“You heard me right Karma. I just called you a sadistic bitch.”
That face she makes when I piss her off that much is just priceless!
“Take that back this instant!”
“Okay. I take it back. You are not a sadistic bitch. You are a fucking first-class major sadistic tsuntsun bitch!”
“Oho! Bringing rank in are we? General Can’t-Be-Honest-With-Himself?”
“You still can’t take or distribute a good insult properly. No wonder you never got past major first class … bitch. And for the record, Even though I was a higher rank than you, I only stayed because of my orders. You couldn’t even raise a candle wick to what I was in charge of day in and day out. And what do you mean by ‘Can’t-Be-Honest-With-Himself’?”
“You could never admit that you liked me.”
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“Never liked you.”
“So direct!”
“So what do you want me to do this time bitch?”
“Enlist me as an informant in your ranks.”
“If I do, I want to make sure that there are terms that we can both agree on. First, you report here in person once a month, or earlier if, and only if, something drastic occurs, or Shadow sends you a telepathic message directly asking you to return. Second, when investigating, use your alias, and network phrase only, which will be provided at a later time. Third, and most importantly, your reports are made to Shadow, and Shadow only, unless I come in person (which I heavily doubt will happen). Understood?”
“Mostly. For what purpose would I need the alias and network phrase?”
“Security. If you accept my terms, you will be given an alias and a network phrase. This helps to realm Cak off the scent of where we really are. Using the network phrase guarantees safety for you and any other network outlets, as only those who can say the network, and have a valid alias can enter the location.
And if you think that you can work as a double agent for realm CaK, think again. Outside of my private circle, I have at least three informants in each realm. They all can contact me within a millisecond of an occurrence. I will know if you betray us, and will authorize all of my forces to hunt you down, which usually ends in a long, painful, gruesome death. Often by one of the rarer and more dangerous species I have alliances with.
So what do you say? Accept my terms, or die. I can’t risk security like this, so those are the only two options at the moment.”
“Okay. I accept.”
“I’ll be somewhat nice today. Your new alias is … Karma. Don’t worry. You are a rare case, so I will let you have your original name.”
“What do you mean by that, Drin?”
“Why should I know? All I can say is yes. Now scram, and go ruin someone else’s day!”
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