After returning to my office for the day I summoned my phone, the old girl looked the same as when I first got her. It's funny that out of everything I'm meticulous in keeping my technology and animals alive before anything else. Powering it on and entering my passcode, I tapped on VLC hitting shuffle on my songs before searching for the one I wanted first. Cutting off Animals by Maroon5 to play I'll Be Good by Jaymes Young instead, sliding on some scuffed Bluetooth headphones that materialize. Setting my phone down as I took a seat, grabbing the ungraded papers that Sirius didn't get to before I started grading them.
{I thought I saw the devil this morning
Looking in the mirror, drop of rum on my tongue
With the warning to help me see myself clearer
I never meant to start a fire
I never meant to make you bleed
I'll be a better man today
I'll be good, I'll be good
And I'll love the world, like I should}
Filling out the grades with notes, I sunk into a partial trip down memory lane. Starting from the day I met Kratos and Atreus in those cold woods. A stupid loner that stabbed a monster through the skull to save the life of something he hated, a kid. Because I recognized his father and I couldn't let the kid die or else he'd likely kill everyone and everything around him. So a dumb mortal loner, snapped a branch half and ambushed the ambusher. Broken branch going through their rotting skull as I drove it in after tackling them to the ground. I kept stabbing until the walking corpse was DEAD, picking its weapon up a rusting hand axe. Then I did it all over again while Kratos was cutting down more like they were wheat.
{Yeah, I'll be good, I'll be good
For all of the times that I never could
My past has tasted bitter for years now
So I wield an iron fist
Grace is just weakness
Or so I've been told}
Atreus, bless his soul, while confused about my appearance, actively helped me because his arrows saved me more than a few times. After that it was possibly the best time I had had in so long, because I felt alive and as if I was just… in the right place. Dead emotions raging as I remembered laughing genuinely after so long of just faking it to be nice. It was a short journey together, shorter than I would like, but I was happy. I was… more Human than I'd ever felt when I was there with them. Bantering with Atreus, learning to fight with Kratos, learning to craft from the dwarven brothers Brok and Sindri, learning from Freya… were truly the only times I recall being human once more even if they were all deities or demigods.
{I've been cold, I've been merciless
But the blood on my hands scares me to death
Maybe I'm waking up today
I'll be good, I'll be good
And I'll love the world, like I should (oh-oh-oh)
I'll be good, I'll be good
(I'll be good, I'll be good)}
Then I fell into the void, things happened, and I was thrown into World War Z. I did many horrible things in that world while growing up once more, because once the adventure was over. I was right back to my old self, dead inside and going through old and new motions. I can't even feel guilty for the people I used as experiments to get a better understanding of my new spells and magic. To me Humanity means less than the dust, they're in my view and eyesore for the majority. However, there will ALWAYS be the few I would never be willing to sacrifice or use for any gains. Kratos, Atreus, Mash, Solomon, Harry, Neville, Arthur, Jackie, and those I've yet to meet don't deserve it. The WWZ crew I would've sacrificed, but then those separate realities were shown, that monster birthed by magic happened, and I saved them in the end. Then I was thrown into the Grand Order, where I gave people hope.
{For all of the light that I shut out
For all of the innocent things that I doubt
For all of the bruises I've caused in the tears
For all of the things that I've done
All these years, no, yeah
For all the sparks that I stomped out
For all of the perfect things that I doubt
I'll be good, I'll be good
And I'll love the world, like I should}
Now I'm here, giving kids hope and I both find it amusing but also disgusting. Yet my core principal, my self imposed oath, keeps me from just putting them out of their misery or leaving them to rot. The words of said oath spilling from my lips as I gave Draco Malfoy an F, simply for going on a long useless tangent for a simple essay.
"I will not let those I consider family suffer alone, a worthless life for their smile. No matter the cost."
An oath that even the other me can't shake off, it shackles me tighter than any promise or another path ever will. Going over Harry's paper I sighed and gave Captain Dipshit a big fat F because he didn't even try. He essentially plagiarized my own words and the books instead of trying to do his own spin on them. Sometimes I really think it'd be kinder if I just crushed his skull in and let death claim his soul. Luna Lovegold though got passing marks with a small kind not for when we'd hand these back. Which surprised a lot of the students as we actively gave them constructive feedback on their assignments. No favoritism or any announcement of points, just actual useful feedback.
It's why I kicked Percy Weasley from my class. He kept trying to demand points for his house for his answers when correct. Never bothering to think that he was already getting after them, I wasn't the one who snapped at him though. Sasha practically deafened the class with her howling yelling before I kicked him out with the first verbal point announcement. A negative one directed at him that saw his soul almost leaving his body. Petty but who gives a fuck? He was getting annoying and got what he wanted in the end just not how he wanted it.
{Yeah, I'll be good, I'll be good
For all of the times I never could
Oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh
For all of the times I never could}
As the song ended I put the last paper in a stack, We Won't Surrender by The North Panics playing next. Keeping my phone out, headphones on, I just leaned back in my chair and stared at the ceiling. Because I had no pressing matters to attend to, nothing but my thoughts to keep me occupied for now. Everyone else was asleep, even if they didn't need it, so it truly was just me and myself truly. Sadly for someone like me that is a horrible thing, making it even worse that I am naturally a solitary person by nature. Winston not being the most conversational partner just yet, even if he could curse like a sailor in beeps. Getting out of my seat, taking my phone with me, I created a path to my Demiplane and headed for the simulator. Programming the settings and opponents before stepping inside, the door hissing closed behind me.
I was going to work out my demons and the only way to do that was to kill myself until I've worked it all out. Not a single second went by during it all that I thought something good about myself, instead I looked at my flaws and just tried coming to terms with them, except for one that I don't think I'll ever stop questioning. My own worth to the people I feel at least something for. That's something I don't think I'll trust myself or others on. Not until it's said out loud or shown as to how they value me without anything but direct cold truths. It was when I ripped the head off of my three thousandth copied self that everything returned to normal.
Letting my phone and its headphones turn into motes of light, I turned to look at the one who would interrupt me. Because it was still three in the morning so everyone would still be asleep normally, even the ghosts of Hogwarts slept around now. Standing in the doorway to the simulator was someone I both expected, but didn't at the same time, because they never interrupted before.
"Yes Sasha?"
"Stop. You need to stop my alpha. You've been tearing yourself apart for over five hours now without pause. I heard everything as well, so come alpha I will grant you the truths you desire. Not your self mockeries vicious lies and slander that wounds you so."
The werewolf woman brokered no arguments, tail neither wagging nor swaying as she left the doorway. Rolling my shoulders with a pop and cracking of bones I followed after her. This was the most serious she's been with me in years after we met in America. No visible puppy love to be found, just the alpha that leads a pack of over eight thousand werewolves with an iron fist. We said nothing as we walked together through the dead halls of Chaldeas. Sasha led me to the cafeteria where some food and mugs of chocolate were already waiting. We sat at the only prepared food and drinks, I could immediately tell that this was all with extreme care. Care that I couldn't ignore from the werewolf next to me. I felt something cracking slightly in my mind regarding Sasha, something I wanted to just be a joke.
"I'm not the greatest chef, I had to get help from my grandmother in order to learn how to make all of this. Because I know you enjoy Chinese food a lot, you'll try other things, yes. However, whenever takeout was ordered you'd always get Chinese and eat it quietly in a corner at company parties. Even back when we were begrudgingly working together, I've never seen you not eating Chinese or drinking hot chocolate when given the chance."
Sighing I felt the crack growing as I tried what she worked hard on to make. Even if my sense of smell was never a thing in any instance, my taste buds were still working, and I hated myself after the first bite. A part of myself whispered that's it fine, widening the cracks forming on how Sasha actually felt. Closing my eyes I silently ate, so that I didn't see the smile on her muzzle. Because this was better than the Chinese I've had previously by a long shot, and it was made solely for me by someone else. Someone actually interested in pursuing something with me, for some ungodly reason.
"I have to ask, why now out of all the times you could've done so? Why specifically now Sasha?"
Cracking open my right eye I eyed her, she was silent before answering my question. Her voice almost sounded as if she was somewhere else mentally. Claws clicking against the table with crisp rhythmic movements.
"Because I was seeing you die in real time, not physically but spiritually. When you had all the kids together all day it wasn't a problem, but now I'm watching it all resume. I didn't care six years ago, I only started caring really when you showed a side only the kids see usually. Since then I've had these unshakeable thoughts and feelings that kept on growing the more our interactions changed. You didn't even remember my name or face for the longest time, not until Harry turned six and all the Jackie's turned ten physically.
Now? Now I'm almost exclusively your family guard, you remember me and some of my personal details. You ask for my opinion on certain matters or entrust your son to me exclusively. Not anyone else, just me alone as if that's the only option you see now. My gifts while messy you've NEVER turned down or demanded I stop. If you did it was with fond amusement that you never noticed, but I did and that was important to me. I've always watched you blow off steam like you have tonight after I first watched you. Tonight though… Tonight felt different, I felt as if I let you continue then I'd regret it as the one courting you."
Silence after that for a long while until our mugs were empty and Sasha said what she's wanted to for a while. Sighing as I looked at the bottom of my mug, my answer to what I'm worth to her finally said without any lies or jokes.
"I want you to claim me, I want you to make me your bitch. You're my alpha, the only alpha I want, not someone from my pack. Everyone in my pack fears me, rightfully so I may say. Because the last power hungry idiot I murdered was more brutally killed than what these pussy death eaters in Britain can pull off. They seem more content to play with their food instead of dominating them. But even without those facts I'd want just you, the man who stabbed me while on a job. Only to turn around and give me and my pack jobs after I tried ripping your brain out of your skull. The man who sees Sasha Cainhurst Solaire, not a snarling mindless beast prowling under the moon like many others do."
Sighing tiredly, I felt so very tired to my bones when I heard her. My crimson eyes must have dimmed and lost some life to them before I closed them. Feeling my actual age with my two lives adding up to it, setting my mug down into the table I got up while talking to Sasha.
"Come on let's go to bed, nothing funny I just want to sleep…"
We left the cafeteria and headed to my old Chaldeas room together where we just crawled into bed awkwardly and slept. The giant alpha werewolf burying me into her chest and stomach as we faced each other. She made no complaints about my skull mask or antlers, she just silently expressed her contentment at the moment. When we woke up next it was around five in the morning exactly, we left Hogwarts and headed out to meet with one person who could rather easily do something we talked about along the way. The Queen has as long since expressed her desire for what was going to happen since I don't think Sasha will wait for it, and I'd never ask because I just wouldn't see the point. Once Queen Elizabeth II saw us entering the throne room that wasn't used much, the older woman immediately set her sights on Sasha. Her wrinkly face showing focus a warrior about to die would have.
"Now listen here young lady, I don't care if you're werewolf or something else stronger than a normal Human. I will hunt you, I will break you, I will skin you and hang your hide upon my wall if you break him. All of my closest allies are like my grandchildren, so I will use my authority if you hurt that young man. So don't test me, I may be old and frail yet I still know how to use a weapon and shoot. Do you understand? The answer better be yes for your own sake young lady."
Sasha balked at the sudden hostility from the older woman, not expecting the Queen to go this route. I could only silently stand there stewing in amusement and apprehension at what was to happen. Watching the two women argue before the Queen sat back in her throne seemingly pleased. A smile on her wrinkling face.
"Then as the highest authority in these lands I give you my blessings, the documents will be processed later today. So get on with it children."
I got no warning before a muzzle smashed its lips onto mine, or for the bite to my neck. Things happened too quickly after that as the world froze around me with messages and updates to my character sheet before me.
[Wendigo: Your Humanity has been shed through a Lycans bite speeding up your transformation. You are nature's undying guardian]
[Undying Matrimony: The Undying blesses a union where he never would usually care, a promise from the between fulfilled. Fear no deaths, fear no aging, until the bitter end your matrimony shall persist]
[Physical Immortality - Immortality]
[Kaiser Lockart | Warforged Wendigo | Druid, Warlock, Artificer | Far Traveler | Chaotic Neutral |Level 17
— — — —
Status:
Armor Class: 20 | Proficiency +14
Strength: 25, +7(mod), +7(save) | Intelligence: 35, +12(mod), +25(save)
Dexterity: 40, +15(mod), +15(save) | Wisdom: 26, +8(mod), +8(save)
Constitution: 41, +15(mod), +28(save) | Charisma: 22, +6(mod), +6(save)
— — — —
Abilities:
Strength: Athletics 7
Dexterity: Acrobatics 15, Sleight of hand 15, Stealth 28
Charisma: Deception 6, Intimidation 6, Performance 6, Persuasion 6
Wisdom: Animal Handling 34, Insight 21, Medicine 21, Perception 21, Survival 8
Intelligence: Arcana 25, History 12, Investigation 25, Nature 25, Religion 12
— — — —
Racial Features:
Within 120 feet of you, treat dim light as bright and darkness as dim light
Ability Scores Strength, Constitution, Intelligence increased by one
Light Fortification: Whenever a sneak attack or critical hit is scored, there is a 25% chance that the extra damage is negated and damage is rolled normal
Tireless: Immune to Fatigue and Exhausted conditions
Automatic Languages
Pain Tolerance: Unless it's intentional self inflicted pain you do not feel it
Monster: A human heart still beats inside your decaying chest. Your type is both humanoid and monstrosity.
Dark Trickster: The thrill of the hunt and the smell of their fear are almost as good as the taste of their flesh. You know the Cause Fear spell. When you reach 3rd level, you can cast the Blur spell once and need to finish a long rest before you can cast it again. When you reach 5th level, you can also cast the Fear spell once and need to finish a long rest before you can cast it again. Intelligence is your spellcasting ability for these spells.
Primal Hunter: Your claws are natural weapons, which you can use to make unarmed strikes. If you hit with them, you deal slashing damage equal to 1d4 + your Strength modifier, instead of the bludgeoning damage normal for an unarmed strike.
Keen Smell: You have advantage on Wisdom (Perception) checks that rely on smell.
Beast of the Wild: You are proficient in the Stealth skill.
Everlasting Hunger: You must consume at least one humanoid corpse each week, if you fail to meet this requirement you suffer one level of exhaustion at the beginning of each day. This exhaustion cannot be removed through any other means than the consumption of a humanoid corpse, which can be done over a short or long rest.
— — — —
Proficiencies:
Armor - Light, Medium, Shields
Weapon - Simple, Firearms
Tool: Guitar, Thieves' Tools, Tinker's Tools, Blacksmith Tools, Cooking Tools, Electrical Tools, Engineering Tools, Book Binding Tools
Languages: Common, Greek, Draconic, Elven, Asgardian, Roman, Japanese, Javascript, Python, Parseltongue, French, Arabic, Italian, Demonic, Abyssal
— — — —
Curses:
Frailty: You are more likely to get sick or break bones easily (partially counteracted)
Sociopath: You do not understand feelings, nor will you ever, the only feelings you truly understand are the warped feelings you simulate
Emotional Suppression: You barely register emotions at all when they come to you
Immortality: You can never die, you will always regenerate to your peak condition, the only way you can die is if you and your partner desire death, this is both a curse and a blessing
Insanity: You always see and hear things that aren't there, things which would cause these hallucinations have no sway over you, only your own mind can torment you
Curse of the Mist: Your existence and that of Jack the Ripper are closely linked together
Wendigo: Your Humanity has been shed through a Lycans bite speeding up your transformation. You are nature's undying guardian
— — — —
Blessings:
Tri-Class: You can have three classes at once and level them all together at once
Sparta's Blessing: Your rage is insurmountable, your always tightly lidded rage lets you suppress or ignore affects targeting your senses or were cast by a god
Last Words: Words left unsaid should you pass or leave the world permanently in some way shall be delivered regardless of world rules
Undying Matrimony: The Undying blesses a union where he never would usually care, a promise from the between fulfilled. Fear no deaths, fear no aging, until the bitter end your matrimony shall persist
— — — —
Soul Bound:
Bag of Infinite Ammo
Steam Deck
Android Phone
Shroud of Embers
Last Bastion: Chaldeas Pg 1]
[Warlock Features Pg4
Invocation
Master of Myriad Forms: You can cast alter self at will, without expending a spell slot.]
[Spells. Pg5
Cantrips: Fire Bolt, Mending, Thunder Clap, Spare The Dying, Mold Earth, Eldritch Blast, Sword Burst, Chill Touch, Find Familiar, Dancing Lights, Create Bonfire, Control Flames, Cause Fear
1st LVL: Purify Food and Drink, Identify, False Life, Ray of Sickness, Unseen Servant, Comprehend Languages, Goodberry, Speak with Animals, Jump, Catapult, Witch Bolt, Shield, Thunderwave, Ice Knife, Expeditious Retreat, Arcane Weapon, Feather Fall, Healing Word, Tasha's Caustic Brew, Fog Cloud
2nd LVL: Blindness/Deafness, Gentle Repose, Misty Step, Pass without Trace, Lesser Restoration, Rope Trick, Continual Flame, Moonbeam, Enlarge/Reduce, Crown of Madness, Darkness, Find Vehicle, Arcane Lock, Wither and Bloom
3rd LVL: Feign Death, Speak with Dead, Blink, Phantom Steed, Revivify, Dispel Magic, Water Walk, Thunder Step, Counterspell, Fly, Summon Undead, Vampiric Touch, Dispel Magic, Speak with Plants, Wind Wall, Fireball, Blur
4th LVL: Aura of Life, Death Ward, Dimension Door, Freedom of Movement, Mordenkainen's Faithful Hound, Dominate Beast, Summon Elemental, Guardian of Nature, Ice Storm, Wall of Fire
5th LVL: Contagion, Legend Lore, Animate Dead, Gaseous Form, Scorching Ray, Shatter, Teleportation Circle, Scrying, Danse Macabre, Reincarnate, Greater Restoration, Fabricate, Animate Objects, Fear
6th LVL: Sunbeam, Arcane Gate
7th LVL: Regenerate, Finger of Death
8th LVL: Demiplane, Tsunami
9th LVL: Flashpoint, Imprisonment, True Resurrection
Created/Variants: 666]
When time resumed I was already a towering armored and shrouded monster. Black fur covering a majority of my exposed body, my antlers bumping against the lowest hanging chandelier with my sudden change in height. I felt as if I used the spell Nature's Guardian I would become… bigger… more feral in appearance. Everyone that was in the throne room looked surprised, except for the Queen who's seen this previously. With a reverberating grunt, I altered my form, shrinking until I couldn't anymore. Human appendages and features greeting me in a window, except for the skull mask and eyes I couldn't lose.
If I had to guess my current height it would be ten feet tall, my full height unaltered now being fifteen feet tall. Meaning I had truly become a Wendigo, all because of Sasha biting me out of the blue. Looking at the now much smaller woman I just had to ask why the fuck she bit me. Because I wasn't planning on becoming a monster suddenly without a clear reason.
"What went through your mind that you had to BITE me when I'm already becoming a Wendigo?"
".... I thought biting you would make you a werewolf instead! But now your fucking taller than me! Why are you so tall?! I'm supposed to be the tall one in this relationship!"
"You thought the curse of becoming a Wendigo would be lesser than a werewolf curse?! You damn puppy you practically gave it a wake up call with your idea. Also Wendigo's are usually between ten to fifteen feet tall, you should really read about them, they're almost as neat as Chimera's. Plus your other true thoughts came out there."
"....I'm not a puppy, I'm thirty years old."
"You've…. You…. Fuck this I'm not arguing."
With a hand resembling my old human hand rubbing at my temple I started walking out of the throne room without pause. Queen Elizabeth in the background laughing with amused delight at our antics while I heard Sasha starting to run after me. My longer legs practically carried me out of the room quickly with large strides that Sasha did need to run to keep up with me. Once out of the room we went back to Hogwarts using my Dimension Door spell to get here then back. Hogwarts almost fried me with its magic before realizing it was me as Wendigo's are some very dangerous threats for a lot of creatures, especially Humans. Pushing the front doors open we headed to the great hall to get the news out of the way, the plus side was that I preemptively made all of my clothes and armor have Size Adjustment. A rather useful and easy to learn enchantment regardless of the variations floating around.
Our entrance was noticed immediately because of my sudden height change, ignoring the murmurs for now I marched up the steps where the teachers and Dumbledore ate. Sasha on my heels, once at the top, I checked if I would hit anything once I showed my now new and permanent look when I'm not altering my appearance.
"Before anyone asks about my height or something, yes something did happen. Someone went puppy brain and bit me, thinking that lycanthropy would override my existing curse. It didn't and now I'm a full Wendigo, I currently do not look like it because I've long picked up tricks to alter my appearance to something else. But as Wendigo's are also rather dangerous creatures and I'm possibly the only sane one you'll ever meet, with permission I'd like to show you all what one of the most dangerous nature guardians look like."
While the staff and a few students were weary of my news, which is understandable, Dumbledore nodded his head while giving his verbal approval surprisingly.
"Very well, this will help in making students more aware of certain things and to not be as surprised with your new appearance should you stay in it full time. You're the Defense Against Dark Arts professor for a reason and it is as you say, your the most sane Wendigo I've ever encountered in my long lifetime."
"You have a point headmaster, then I shall slowly unravel my current appearance and height to my new default appearance."
My height was the first to return to its new height, everyone having trouble looking up at me as I reached fifteen feet in height before them. The rest follow suit with a rippling of flesh as it is replaced by all visible changes, such as my fingers becoming longer and more clawed like even within my gauntlets. Least to say everyone, but the cause, were surprised by the new look when I began walking through the great hall as a Wendigo. I was expecting several things from this reveal which was why I was already working on that by contacting my friends in high places around the world and explaining everything while I walked around the students. These were the kind of people that didn't care about your race as long as you were useful and worth their time, I know for certain a Native American crime lord around Michigan is going to strangle hold the American ministry in regards to my new station.
The darker side of Britain and the Queen were also pretty much already on the move to strangle the ministry into submission because it's full of… SPECIAL…. People like Neville's grandmother and Fudge. Lucious would try capitalizing on my new status to either kill me or sway me over to Voldemort's side. Either because he's tired of me fucking around with everyones plans or thinks I'll worship the ground the bald child walks on because people hurt my feelings. Regardless this will be a lively time to be had for me. Classes for the most part continued as normal with now every class getting surprise work in regards to Wendigo's the same day I showed them what one can look like. It was hilarious watching them look at me as if I was pure evil for springing it onto them out of the blue, Harry's betrayed look was simply glorious though. Not as glorious as the Jackies faces though when I also included them in it, they looked at me EXTREMELY BETRAYED.
Sasha blue screened when I also handed her a book on Wendigo's, Sirius was the only one spared as the man was actually being a good assistant for the class. Hell, he actively started making harmless jokes about the new race change while asking about stuff related to my new race so that he could actually help when I needed it. Sirius muttered about where to get humanoid corpses for me to eat once as I didn't want to test that new hunger trait I gained. Patting him on the back, I chuckled while one of my Italian contacts got back to me about some people she wanted gone and since I needed FOOD… I took her up on that, Arthur was very surprisingly willing to also help with getting humanoid bodies for my eternal hunger. Shaking my head at the knight's willingness to get his hands dirty in feeding people to a monster he calls friend, I sent the king of knights a fond and amused message. Then again he worked with a Barghest didn't he? So maybe it's not surprising that he was willing to feed me corpses of people.
When my dragon nest saw me they were confused until they recognized what I was wearing, the dragon pups crowding me with curiosity. Jerry and his mate watching us with curiosity as well expect far more reserved and content to just passively collect information about the change. Stewwy the poor Mastiff puppy had passed away around when Harry was ten years old, popped like a grape when a Semitruck ran her over… I am innocent on all charges against the driver, they drove off a cliff I swear, no Nature Guardian scared them to their death. I swear that upon my heart and hope to die, totally not lying.
The more interesting interaction after the change in appearance was with one Remus Lupin, who tried to kidnap Sirius out of fear towards me. It was mildly amusing watching the werewolf struggle to kidnap the man given that Sirius was used to being suddenly kidnapped by werewolves after a few years of working for me. Remus couldn't boggle his mind around the fact that Sirius, a human, was somehow not letting him save him from me. Sirius even seemed to find it funny as well because he made a sort of game out of it at Remus's expense for trying to kidnap him. What wasn't amusing was when I was suddenly fired without notice, luckily Sirius was allowed to stay and was made his assistant. So nothing really changed… I could now leave for however long I pleased now though because of the role reversal. Although I figured I had spent enough years stationary in this universe.
So with assurance that Harry should the need ever arise to be independent was assured I left the universe with Sasha, and Rory, the Basilisk, through the long prepared World Gate. Jackie's hanging back to look after Harry as they fussed over the boy like actual sisters would a little brother, Arthur being left in charge of the company that I ran while here. I had also left Neville books on everything he would need as I couldn't help him much after a certain point that was nearing due to circle differences. Though if he ever needed my guidance regardless I did leave him with a way to leave letters for me in my Demiplane that would be dropped off in the cafeteria. Sasha and Rory being the only ones to come with me because one was familiar and the other would never leave me to walk the multiverse alone.
//\\ Talos Lobby, Security Room \\//
Where we ended up was somewhere very eerily similar to me… that damn CYOA all but confirming it for me. I made some interesting choices when it showed up… I don't remember why it keeps showing up just that it does.
[Blueprint Library, Perfect Mimicry, Infinite Hot chocolate]
They weren't listed on my character sheet… but they existed as I could now summon steaming mugs of hot chocolate on demand. I also remember all the blueprints of items I've previously made with extreme clarity, even Prey's blueprints from the game. Which was amusing as that's the first time I was given past knowledge from something I almost no-lifed. The Perfect Mimicry… I felt it almost instinctively, it was enhancing and adding onto the natural Wendigo traits I had over the DND ones that were pulled from somewhere. Summoning my sword I tossed Sasha the lone shotgun still left in a weapons rack.