Last season on The UnDeaD ChamPioN system :)
"Alright, woman! Start talking before I channel my inner Andrew Tate,"
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Stop typing, they are gaining on us!!
"Sir, one more word, please,"
Am bleeding
"You could just say no, sir."
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Have you gotten in contact with the governor?
"It's not going. There's a chance he might be doing his 'Extracurricular activities at the moment."
With his secretary?
"Who else?"
I thought he had a wife!?
"She's cheating on him with the driver."
What of their daughter?
"She has an Onlyfans."
Their so-
"He's a fan of Lil Nas x."
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"Oh, he has picked up, shut it, sir."
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~Hello, who is this?~
"Am the one who threw a brick at you, last week!"
~Motherfu~
"We are getting chased by feds…don't you dare hang up. I am the writer of the undead champion system, so you know I got your IP."
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~Why should I help you?~
"I will drop the book and leave the biggest cliffhanger… I will make you cry more than infinity war. I will make your dad leaving you, your second worst trauma!"
~Fine! make sure to increase chapters per week, I nut to that, you know!?"
"What?"
~Goodbye, brick fucker~
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"His hung-"
They have stopped chasing us.
"Can you not interrupt me every time!?"
Forget it—just off to the chapter
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Chapter
"Where is papa?… Give me papa!" a little girl screamed as she choked the likely-to-be second archmage.
"I don't… know… I can't—breathe!" said Leonidas, in between breaths. " I… can't." Leonidas' eyes slowly went white.
"Arhhhh." Panda screamed and started jerking the man's throat back and forth.
The advisor tried to calm the girl, only to be punted away and embedded into the castle walls
"Fool," they all thought collectively.
Avarice pov
Avarice walked around the botanical metropolis. He passed by all sorts of creations. They were lilies that released flames, humalike-rocks covered with runes that floated above the ground, and vines that constantly changed from a liquid form to a physical form.
"I take it you like-" Avarice snagged a flaming lily, cutting Karen mid-sentence.
"Our home," she completed with a chuckle. They continued looking around and landed In Front of a shop. "We are here to get you better equipment because of the God [Adrian]that sent you here. He gave you the lowest model ever. Did you get on their bad side, by any chance?" said Karen, touching the handle and opening the door.
"I don't know… I did try to scan Adrian when they weren't looking, does that count?" said Avarice, following Karen into the store. Upon entering, he got greeted with an array of fantasy-themed-like armor and weapons.
"You tried to probe them? You are certainly—brave," said Karen, almost tripping after hearing what Avarice executed.
"What? Oh, yeah, I was just a bit uhm—Curious!" said Avarice. He was not paying attention to Karen anymore after seeing this—beauty.
"Oh my God, it's releasing fucking flames, this one too… and this."
Avarice was in his world as he browsed the weapons in the arsenal.
Karen smiled and walked to the front desk. A thin elven man stood there with a smile, green dots adorning his facial expressions, and purple-white hair. "Good morning Karen, what can I do for you on this fine day,"
He said in a calming ascent while picking up a notebook from his pocket.
"Good morning Sphire, the queen, our majesty, has asked me to show our… Chosen One here, round the city." Karen said, while motioning to Avarice, who excitedly skimmed through the gear.
"He's a fun one…and another Chosen One? May I know why his, you know?" said Sphire with curiosity as he played forward.
"You won't believe it, but he's close too… two high gods! Yes, two!!!" said Karen making it clear she found it shocking till now.
"What…? How? What makes him so 'special'!? Could he be their—son?" said Sphire in shock, almost tearing the page he was on in half.
"That is a good theo-"
A bright blue light interrupted them from their dialogue. They turned to find the cause of the racket. There was Avarice's outstretched hand holding an orange katana, ingrained with kanjis that roughly meant [Generosity| Temperance | Benevolent]
"The blade… The Blade of the First—Chosen One!?" said Karen with her mouth wide open.
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"Boys, we can stop. Remember to follow the [script]," said the Head inquisitor.
"Sir Killington, what if we are too good and they unleash some ancient power that destroys us!?" said Lawrence.
"He…that's a good point…Then don't be too good, idiots!" Killington ordered, then they walked into an alleyway
Derrick sneaked behind multiple objects, following them without knowing that he was now caught in their scheme.
They continued this game, but soon came to a stop as the Head Inquisitor screamed.
"We have you surrounded… Dragonborn."
Derrick's eyes widened, and he tried to scramble back, but facing him was two armored inquisitors that looked at him with mocking eyes.
"Yoo Nofe, I think he's scared," laughed an inquisitor while spinning his blade.
"Let's not make our Dragon…born wet his pants. Mommy dragon might punish us!?" Nofe said with mock fear and used the blade to make Derrick step back.
Derrick turned back and was faced with the smiling face of Killington,
"Boo"
Derrick then fell backward. He has gotten himself surrounded, and all his escape routes were blocked.
"This is just like back then!"
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"Come on, Derrick, stand up. I thought you wanted to fight me!? Then fight me!" said the teen before punching Derrick with a right hand which made him tumble on the ground.
"Fuck you, Ryan," said Derrick spitting blood at Ryan's face. Ryan recoiled in disgust, his face filled with rage as he ran forward and kicked Derrick's face.
"You think you're hot shit, rii!?" said Ryan while going toward Derrick, who got concussed from the attack.
Holding his collar, Ryan dealt multiple blows to Derrick's face. "Not so tough, are you, Derrick!?"
Boom!
"Not the big baaaadd, wolf!?" Dealing a blow with a right hand.
Boom!
"You are… nothing!" He continued hitting him, causing more of Derrick's blood to stain his hands.
Boom! Boom!
Ringgg!
"I…wher…who…I can't—lose," thought Derrick before using his legs to bring Ryan forward and putting his head in a grapple.
"What!?" Ryan struggled and kept trying to punch Derrick, most of them missing their mark. "I can't let… go!" Derrick increased the force in his hands, and Ryan struggled harder. "Stop… Stop, I give up,"
Derrick refused to believe him. He kept going and Ryan's struggle increased in intensity. Slowly, the struggle faded, and Ryan dropped his hands.
Derrick then let go of him and relaxed on the floor. The scene blurred away.
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Nofe touched Derrick's shoulder and said, "Why are you daydreaming Cindermella!? Snap back to reality Dragon-"
Derrick's hand clamped Node's mouth as radiant golden mana flowed across his veins. He looked at Nofe with eyes that emitted searing golden light. "𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦!" said Derrick with a scowl; raising him above the ground as he struggled.
"Am sor-"
"𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆!!!" Derrick's eyes glowed brighter as he said that.
Nofe rapidly nodded his head, his eyes in pure fear. Derrick then dropped him back on the ground.
"𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴… can't we?" said Derrick with a smile, his body returning to normal mid-sentence.
Killington walked to him and chuckled. He brought out his hands to shake him and said, "You … you are really different!" The two stared at each other's hand as they shook hands
"Hahaha, are you proud of me, father? I am a man of God, right!? Fuck the Thots! Get on your grind, set fools."
Adrian screamed as his body crossed through space-time. "Despite how random this skill is… it's lowkey very fu-"
A monkey flew to Adrian's face and cut him off mid-sentence. He grabbed the furred mammal, by the back of its neck and said, "Why is there a monkey he-… ahhhhhh"
The spatial energy dragged Adrian away into a spatial stream. He landed in a house, and the first thing he heard was
"I am canceling our marriage!" said a woman, staring at a man in ragged clothes.
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"Hahahahah! Oh, so this is the trope that we will be breaking today…Doctor… turn off my pain inhibitors!!!"