《Deus Ex Machina》Fallen guidance
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My head hurt so fucking badly. What the fuck...
Feature Unlocked: Administrator Perk System Perk Unlocked: Bearer of The Glitching Perk Unlocked: First of its Kind.
“Oh. I was now in the aether. And also were some pop-ups, shameless corporations and its propaganda. Jokes aside, what’s this?” It approached to the aether terminal.
[You have been promoted to Administrator]
[ERROR]
[Restrictions have been implemented]
[You have unlocked the feature: APS]
[APS let you obtain certain skills to make your virtual travel smother, level hop system has been activated]
[You have unlocked the perk:Bearer of The Glitching.
[You will now be unaffected be the glitching and you may wield it]
[You have unlocked the perk: First of its Kind.
[Your actions have affected the current simulation, bringing to the world a new species. All new members of your species will see you as their god]
“Neat, new features and no more glitching. But a god, uh.” It sighed while reading the terminal. “The terminal also seems to have updated since last time. So now I can make fancy weaponry with the glitching or something like that?” It thought, and tried to do so. Remembering the feeling of merciless death that the angel made it feel. It closed its eyes, inhaling, filling its lungs and then open its eyes. There it was. A claw. A weapon made out of pure lines that defied the laws of the world. It resembled a bear claw, short but deadly.
[Do you like to synchronize with the glitching?]
A system notification popped for it, not a visual one like the terminal but a voice.
“Sure why not” It didn’t thought it twice.
Teleported to another level, familiar but distinct. It looked like the forest level that caused it so much pain, but all the trees were leafless. That didn’t meant it could see the sky, a absurdly dense fog impeded it to see no more than fifteen meters.
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[Glitching synchronizing: 0%]
“Cool, a progress bar.” It started walking, not wanting to stay still when it just arrived to a new level.
[Glitching synchronizing: 23%]
“Wow, it goes so fast. But why a notification at 23%? It is a bit random” It was still affected by the ‘near not so near” death experience talking like a troglodyte that knew maths. “Whatever you say you all mighty narrator. Wait. Now that I think about it. I am a god now, right? Shouldn’t we be at the same level?” It asked unbeknownst to the difference between a superior being and a cult leader. “Yeah, fuck you too.” It walked ten minutes more since its last profanity, yet to found something other than trees. “What’s the progress?”
[Glitching synchronizing: 99%]
“I have a disgusting feeling.” It said, and waited two minutes before repeating the same question.
[Glitching synchronizing: 99%]
“Oh you gotta to be shitting me.” It swore again. “Of course, if there is a progressing bar there will always be this fucking number fucking around.
And then the ground disappeared.
“What the fuuuuuck” It cried out loud, falling through the world. The trees didn’t have roots but a large trunk that was larger that the sight of it could reach. It started to speed up, gravity existed, but the ground and terminal velocity weren’t no more. Faster and faster. If this was the real world the g-forces would already drop unconscious any human. But this wasn’t the real world and it wasn’t a human anymore. Faster than the speed of sound, but it could still hear its swearings. “What’s the progressssss” It almost bit its tongue.
[Glitching synchronizing: 99.99999%]
“You motherfuckeeeeeee---r” It said as spinned around the world that consisted of fog and logs. "Why have I agreed to this?"
[Glitching synchronizing: 100%]
Syntonizing... Welcome to the Simulation
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