[ Volume I: "THE HAREM PROTOCOL" ]
[ Chapter I (1): "MAN VS MACHINES" ]
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[ Training Room, Valorant HQ, Earth Alpha. Universe 2006-180504 ( Valorant Universe ) ] [ January 1, 2039 ( 10 FL ) ]
( "Stop pushing yourself!" ) ( "Don't listen." ) ( Just stop." ) ( "Shhh, wouldn't want THAT to happen again don't you?" ) ( "Calm down!" ) ( "NO!" )
"SHUT UP!" The voice of Felix cut through the thought of his, the gunfire going about in the air — robots, training bots ranging in hundreds surrounding him. Outnumbered and outgun, Felix already has enough on his plate, plus the thoughts which fight against one another drives him mad.
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The scoreboard up in the sky showing how many bots he has killed, now to get past this horrendous mission that he forced himself on he have to kill 109 more bots. All either wielding a Vandal, a Judge, a Sheriff, Operator, or other such weapons accessible to them — even rockets and grenades, which doesn't look fair for Felix. "FUC* IT!"
Felix shut one of the unlucky bots in the head, then at the one nearby, then at another, then at another, another, another until his mag was empty — he reloads as one bot with a Judge shot at the box he is hiding on, bullets piercing his shoulder blades which hurts like hell even if those bots have the downgraded version, "hsss."
Felix hissed in pain as he switched to his secondary, a Judge — he shot the said bot in the face by abusing the advantage he has, the box, he shot him and the others in the head by shooting on top of the box — 3 down.
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The black blood and gears of the robots could be seen scattered about nearby, or afar Felix as he uses his ability — portals, abusing it in his advantage as he creates a portal in front of him, one leading behind the robots as he shot 4 bot wielding Operator in the back using his Judge, the 5th bot confused was kicked by him to his death. The thing mimicked screaming, it has sentient but not enough to gain the bloodlusted murderer Felix's sympathy.
"Bye rick." Felix eyed that thing fall and hit one other poor robot — his red colored eyes watching the bloodshed occur, even though the blood of theirs (robots) aren't red but instead black. But it'll do in satiating the blood monster (Felix) and in that bloodshed he grows stronger, metaphorically of course — he in his calmness was abused, by a Vandal wielding robot from afar which noticed him. Other bullets follow sooth in seeing Felix their enemy get hit in the armor and recoil.
The hellfire of bullets once again surrounding him as he (Felix) opens another portal, this one leading to the place where he started. And in that he shocked all of the seemingly sentient bot by shooting them in the back, they don't learn do they — he shot once, and switched to his Phantom one tapping the things or even two tapping, overall 16 was destroyed in this way before he finally ran out of bullets in his 30 ammo gun.
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( "MORE!" ) ( "DAMN IT GIVE ME SOME MORE!" ) reloading he could feel dark thoughts creep into his head, who would have thought murdering dozens of robots will lead you into thinking dark things — the main reason why he did this in the first place is to challenge him, and to get away from troubles. Dark thoughts are a minor inconvenience, but it doesn't mean he likes hearing it, "SHUT THE FUC* UP!" after finally reloading he screamed, and pointed at one seemingly innocent bot to the side who tilted its head in confusion, innocent, and blameless in its ways — but in Felix's eyes someone else's face morphs and shifts with it, angering him more. "Fuc*!"
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( "28 bullets, 75 targets... Damn it all." ) Felix felt like there were hundreds more of them than the supposedly 75 remaining as hellfire rains over him — in the side, in the front, in the back, from the top. Every side one could think possible, Felix with anger issues and thankfully wearing armor can't appreciate that as he looks to the side, at three musketeers really holding muskets, "..." ( "What the fuc*?" ) The anger that fuels Felix stops for a minute as he looks at the middle with a jammed musket while one helps, the other could be seen shooting at him, missing. ( "KJ has a sense of humor." )
Felix looks at this scene with a grin, yet still with that angry face and all — forehead with three bars as his peripheral noticed one bot, two bot, three bot carrying rocket launchers and such — in the calm manner he let one fire at him, followed by the second, then the third — he grinned in seeing this, "FINALLY!" finally those things appeared, he opened one portal closest to the robots and then soon after explosions happened to the three musketeers killing them — bodies exploding to bits and pieces, black blood puddling and disturbing other bots at the lower floors, at the point that one was unintentionally killed by the parts falling in it's head, the torso — the jammed musket though wasn't destroyed.
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Felix smiles more and more in feeling the carnage, the destruction, the artificial pain that he is inflicting to those monsters, to those machines even though innocent — not at all in the eyes of one mad-Felix who was blue balled, ( "DAMN IT!" )
He then created another portal this one aimed at the second rocket as the first portal disappeared, he could feel something shoot him at his front — and surprise, surprise it's a hord of zom- I mean robots, so the portal he created has a counterpart that looks down at them — the rocket killing all of them and such, if not then maiming. 21 dead in number, 11 wounded.
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( "Let's go!" ) Felix dodged to the right for the last rocket and created a portal where he once was — confusing the already confused rocketeer as he sees his own rocket launching at him 90 miles per hour before finally exploding, debris, and robot parts and blood flies about in the air like it's Paints the Town Red. One legless, armless squealing robot who survived the second explosion wasn't so lucky as the tin man of Dorothy gets crushed by rocks. "#$&!"
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Felix gets more happy and joyful as more robots get killed, his mood skyrocketing from mad into happy and happy, and happy at the point that one bystander can know that this man is a mad-man. Felix doesn't mind, he craves it.
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Minutes not soon after the whole of the Training Room that was painstakingly built by Kingdom Corporation workers, funded by the Harp Family, designed by the german genius Klara Böhringer, destroyed by one Felix Harp.
Whistling to himself the nova riche boy swaddles and walks in flamboyant yet calculated nature — dust, blood both red and black mix all around his body and clothes — the million dollar clothing of his which was created through sweat and blood seemingly looking like rags after what he did, literal sweats could be seen running through his dark hair which he sleeks back.
He is currently walking to the last bot that he has to kill, at one bot with no legs and only one hand — a trail of both oil and black blood behind him as he crawls into the nearest gun. In Felix's eyes this is admirable, and even cute. He crouches down and looks at the thing, his eyes scanning at it as he mocks the machine through his movements. The pain he is feeling outweighs the amusement that he has, plastered mostly about in his face.
"You want the gun? You want to kill me?" "Come on, take it." "TAKE IT." Felix encouraged the machine more and more as it finally reached the Shorty — but before the robot could use it Felix stabbed him on top of the head, ending the thing's suffering. Thankfully those toys couldn't feel pain, or mental traumas.
( "Damn, I smell like shi*." ) ( "I need a damn shower." )
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[ Fun Fact (FF-Lore): "Felix Harp is a second generation kid that grew up with a diamond spoon in his mouth. Rich, arrogant, and with anger issues alongside other issues — he is the sugar daddy of the Valorant Protocol." ]