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Chapter 21 ( The Tragedy)
🕑 Added 2024-02-27 01:55:28 +0000 UTCArriving back at Hogwarts was just as lackluster as me leaving it. Sure if it was an incredible adrenaline boost to be traveling at such speeds but ultimately it was boring. I tended not to like travel as it would leave me with nothing but my thoughts. Since those thoughts are from my own mind they're not the greatest of companions. No, those thoughts often left me wallowing in whatever I was feeling in the moment.
The travel gave me enough time to think about what I was going to do. I was going to leave Dumbledore alive for now. I don't feel that attached to this place to murder an old man to acquire it. Even if said old man was a manipulative asshole who caused me a fair amount of pain. I might end up murdering him for other reasons but to take this castle it's not going to be one of them.
After he effectively stronged armed me into not snitching on Lupin. He deserved a fate far worse than a simple murder. I knew Fortuna messed with people I hated or who had bad intentions towards me. I had never asked her specifically to truly mess with Dumbledore. So I did just that. She felt excited at the prospect. So maybe she was already doing something but was happy to do something more? It was hard to tell when I was operating on just her emotions. I added Tommy to the list as well just in case.
I may no longer be tied so tightly by that life bond but it was still fucking annoying dealing with that memory. I had better things to do than contemplate the murder of the old geezer. That could wait for now.
So I just marched my invisible ass into my hideout. I did need a place to brew after all. I could brew my potions in the Great Hall while pissing in Potter’s Cheerios but that seemed like a distraction. I also did not want to see a certain someone so into my hideout I went. Not that I would see any of them it was pretty late.
I was now capable of upgrading my potions by luck. So the question then remains how do I optimize that process? I could theoretically brew with every single ingredient I have nearby so I could accidentally knock them in. The issue with that is I already have far too many ingredients. If I were to go with that method I would have no room to brew at all. While ingredients play a major part in what makes a potion truly magical there is a certain amount of skill involved as well. So while adding random ingredients could improve the potion it was not the optimal choice.
Thankfully I had a method that I assumed would work pretty well. I lined up hundreds of pages representing each ingredient I had on a wall. I thought about the specific potion I wanted to brew a potion that would permanently increase my strength a hundred fold. I then took a bucket of paint, closed my eyes and threw the bucket at the wall. If my luck was truly as impressive as I thought it was, only the pages with paint on them were needed in the potion I wanted. For the most part it worked as I expected with ingredients that look like they fit well in the potion. Then I had outlier ingredients that honestly had no right being in this particular brew. Still, even if I knew theoretically that these ingredients would add nothing I trusted my luck over my skill.
Now I was left with a page of ingredients that I had to stick together in a potion. Again I knew whatever method I came up with was not going to be the perfect one. The thing is I did not need it to be a perfect method. It just needed to be a plausible one and I would narrow it down from there. Is this ingredient in its proper place I flip a coin to find out. Should this be crushed or diced again the coin answered. Again and again I did this altering the potion ever so slightly to optimize its production. Pretty soon I had a recipe that would have taken decades of research to produce.
Then I asked if this was the best version of this particular potion. Surprisingly the answer to that question was a negative. So I went through every single ingredient and started doing odd things. Would the eyes of the bull be a better ingredient if I made it into a puree? What if I completely turn the sunflower petals into ash would that be better? What if I mix the bile from the cobra with my own bile would that work? Over and over again I asked increasingly absurd questions. Most of the time I got negative responses as expected. Still, it was all worth it when I got positive answers every once in a while.
I could probably spend decades polishing this potion even with this fast track. Still, I was not willing to wait that long so I asked the all too important question. Would this potion work as I intended it to? The positive response to that was a rush. Not enough to stop me from asking one more important question. Would this potion have any unintended negative side effects? The negative response to that took a load off my shoulders.
I may have been acting in a rather reckless manner lately but I knew when to be cautious. Permanently altering my body in some way seemed like a good time to be cautious. I may be an arrogant twat but I can recognize that body horror is a slippery slope that I want no part of. I just recently found myself with better looks and I wanted to enjoy that at least for a little while.
I went through the process of discovering a not so perfect method for all the potions I wanted to brew. I now had a potion for every single thing that was bothering me. I could have reaction speeds that dwarfed even vampires. It was possible to gain enough strength that I could probably brawl with the MCU Hulk. Enough durability that I could tank fire from an actual tank.
With these potions, if I found myself transported to the DC verse I could become a rather respectable hero. The more likely option is I would wind up terrorizing whatever the fuck I wanted to. The point was I would become a b lister and it was very little effort on my part. Not that I ever want to be transported to the DC verse. Even with all the powers I would gain from these potions I could be one shot by thousands of individuals there. The power ceiling in comic books is just that outrageous. it was especially bad in the DC verse. I would rather be transported to Worm over DC even if said universe was all dark and grim. At least there I would only have to worry about one god like entity that wanted to annihilate Humanity. They also had sandbagging Kaiju Monsters but again that was less concerning than the DC verse.
I suppose it's a null point as I did not have the ability to travel to different dimensions. I knew eventually the Chat Group would issue a mission but that was later. If I forked out about five hundred points I could travel to one of the dimensions connected to the chat group for a day. Obviously, that is not something I was willing to do when five hundred points represented five gacha rolls. There were more expensive options to permanently travel to one of those Dimensions but again not something I wanted to buy. Points are so much more valuable than the chance to visit titty land or the death world that is Remnant.
Speaking of points it is actually fairly close to the next day so it's time for the daily sign in.
[User Red-Head Obsessed Prince has signed in for 100 points.]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Is it already time for the sign in? Fantastic I can finally get rid of this stupid username. ]
[User Her Tits Give Power Ups Has signed in for 99 points.]
[Feminine Penis: How did both of you get the same amount of points?]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: If there is one thing I am confident in it is my luck.]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Luck is something my family always has. In Gacha games I always get the five star I want! :3]
[Feminine Penis: Always!? What kind of dark sorcery is this!?]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: She has too much power Trap-kun she must be stopped!]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!]
Rias was always lucky. The circumstances of her life are frankly absurd. To gather so many talented people around her is only possible with absurd luck or overwhelming power. Her brother certainly could be the reason she just happened to gather over powered broken birds. I was under the opinion that it was just a matter of luck or perhaps fate. All of those people were gathered not for her but for the real protagonist of the world. He would come along and heal all of their shattered hearts.
So was that the luck/fate of the protagonist in play to give him a perfect starting point? Or was it her luck providing her exactly what she needed to bring that protagonist to her side? I used to think it was Issei’s luck but seeing her luck in the sign in I would have to assume it was hers.
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: What the fuck are you going on about Prince?]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Have you never played a gacha game? Surely you had to have seen one about an anime.]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: What the fuck is an anime?]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Heathen!]
[Feminine Penis: Non-believer!]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Godless Infindel!]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: ???]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Sorry Ashley force of habit.]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Sorry Heathen-san I should not expect everyone to know the true culture.]
[Feminine Penis: Sorry I will put away my pitchfork Bro-con]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: No one answered my fucking question!?]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Ah it is short for animation. Generally, anime is Japanese cartoons.]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: How dare you simplify the glory of anime to mere cartoons! Are you also a heathen?!]
[Feminine Penis: *Raises pitchfork.]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: So the big fuss is about cartoons? Sure I like to watch cartoons as well but is this really necessary?]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Godless Infindel! Fuck that hurt!]
[Feminine Penis: Uncultured Swine!]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Heathen!]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Did you just call me a fucking pig!?]
[Feminine Penis: Wait no, I mean yes but no. HELP!]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: You are on your own Izumi-chan.]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: When I get my hands on you, I’ll cut off that fucking feminine cock and stuff it up your ass!]
[Feminine Penis: HELP PLZ!!!]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Woah cool it, it was just an instant reaction from Trap-kun. Tell you what I will take care of it.]
[Feminine Penis: Thank you Prince-san. But what did you mean by you would take care of it?]
I’m sorry Trap-kun but Ashley was one hundred percent going to do exactly what she threatened. You were better off dealing with my punishment than having Ashley hold a grudge. It was with that sentiment that I tell Fortuna to fuck around with Trap-kun until Ashley calmed down. I could only hope that his new found bad luck would not have him have something else stuck up his ass.
I could feel Fortuna’s exasperation but she complied. I was kind of giving her a lot to do. God knows what she was doing to those I considered my enemies. Now I was sending her on errands to calm down my friend’s murderous impulses. She really was too good for someone like me.
[Feminine Penis: Prince-san?]
[Feminine Penis: WHERE DID ALL THESE BIRDS COME FROM!? NO NOT MY LALA-LULU BODY PILLOW! I ONLY HAVE THE ONE!]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: I know he deserved it but did you really have to target the merch!? T-T]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Don’t look at me I just gave him bad luck. I did not think they would target the merch! It is a massive sacrifice but it had to be done if he wanted to stay a trap and not go through transition with a rusty knife.]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Rest in peace merch you will be missed.]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: May you rest in merch heaven with all the figurines in perfect glass cases!]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Amen. THE PAIN!]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: I’m still thinking he deserves castration.]
[Feminine Penis: NOT THE POSTER PLEASE TAKE ME INSTEAD!]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups:.....T-T]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Truly the greatest of sacrifices]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Fine he get’s to keep his dick but only because I don’t want to deal with another fucking woman! He better be in pain for a long time Mr. Prince!]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: ???]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Shut it Magic Tit’s I wasn’t talking to you!]
[Her Tits Give Power Ups: Sudden hate aside. I will no longer be known by that title behold my new title!]
[User Her Tits Give Power Ups has used Username Randomiser. Their Username has changed from Her Tits Give Power Ups to Breast Reduction Is Off The Table.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: WHHHHHHHHHHHHY IS IT STILL ABOUT MY CHEST!?]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Ha.]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: At least you tried Power-san.]
I don't know if she's going to give up on changing her name after this. She really should, knowing what I know about her that was probably the best she was going to get. Judging by how expensive a manual name change card was. All the random names are going to be mocking.
I wondered what Pyrrha was up to but she was working on the assumption that the Chat Group was a prank. The fact that she got the lowest amount of points last time must have been the final nail for her. She was most likely ignoring every thing about the chat group. When she eventually get’s dragged into another world I wonder how she will react. She was probably going to try to throw her spear at me but she was likely to fail. Sucks to suck.
[User likely To Fuck Her Brother has signed in for 94 points.]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Tch it was one less than yesterday. At least I will get to roll the Gacha.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: Wait Bro-con Trade me two points. I will get you ANYTHING! I can’t be unlucky two times in a row!]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: And ruin all the fun no way. I am going to keep all of these points.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: PLEASE! THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING YOU WANT!? DO YOU WANT TO LIVE FOREVER!? HOW ABOUT A SWORD THAT SHOOTS LASERS!? HOW ABOUT A FLYING CASTLE!? I COULD GET YOU ANYTHING PLEASE!]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: HA, nope!]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Do you want some extra points Mr Prince? I am feeling pretty generous right now?]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: ARHHHHHHHHHH!]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: I’m good Ashley I have enough points to roll the Gacha. You should probably take her offer she will probably get you what she promises. If not well than I will take care of it.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: Threats to my merch aside LISTEN TO HIM! PLEASE!]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Too bad I was looking forward to paying you back. I guess I’ll just hold onto these for now.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: T-T]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: How about you Prince-san!? Just two points and I will be able to change this stupid name. Come on my fellow otaku have mercy!]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Sorry I want to roll the Gacha. Also Ashley would probably stab me if I agreed.]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: I absolutely would.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: AHHHH This is the worst!]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: Oh calm down it could be worse.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: How could this be worse!?]
[Feminine Penis: NOT THE LIMITED EDTION LALA-DARKMODE. PICK ME PLEASE! HERE LOOK MY EYES ARE SUCH A PRETTY COLOR DON'T YOU WANT TO SCOOP THEM OUT!?]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince:..... What have I brought upon this world.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: This sudden feels completely fine. Please don’t do that to me Prince-san]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: Oh DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: WHAT DID I DO TO YOU!?]
I felt a cold sweat on my back. I did not want to do that. Certain lines should never be crossed on purpose. Plus I already had one chat member enraged at me. The Trap was probably going to go on a warpath after this as well. If I added Rias as well it would be Ashley and I against everyone else.
If this was something serious I would have no problems offing Rias for Ashley but this was just because Ashley hated her. It was not even a special hate she treated every single woman like this.
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: I mean she really does not deserve it Ashley. Plus if I took her luck who knows what would happen. She might die. If she did we would lose the Gacha in her world. Her dimension has all the cool shit. It even has literal demons. It’s so fucking metal!]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: ALL THE COOL SHIT. LASER SWORDS. AN EYE THAT CAN FREEZE TIME. CONCEPTUAL DEITIES. THE COOLEST SHIT.]
[Likely To Fuck Her Brother: That does sound pretty metal. Fine Magic Tits can keep her luck for now.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: Oh thank god! THE PAIN IS HORRIBLE!]
[User Likely To Fuck Her Brother has rolled the Gacha and has gained Gravity Jail {Sacred Gear} (B+ tier)]
[Red-Head Obsessed Prince: She has become a walking talking Hyperbolic Time Chamber.]
[Breast Reduction Is Off The Table: Just like Drag-so Balls!]
Why did she have to remind me that her anime is distinctly off brand. She was probably going to mention going to WcDonanlds next. I was going to have to introduce her to the original one of these days. God knows what kind of nonsense they introduced in Drag-So Balls. On the other hand, I was actually interested in eating from WcDonald's food. There was not really anything that could make McDonald's worse. All the anime characters seem to enjoy their off-brand McDonald's anyway.
I did not want to shit on what she enjoys, but come on Drag-So Balls. What kind of madness changed Dragon Balls to that ridiculous name? How did it become a mainstream anime with a name like that? Then again, this is the land where reducing someone's chest by half induces a berserker rage. I should never have tried to understand the logic of titty land. My own world operated off of some bazaar logic as well. So I can't really be pointing any fingers at Rias’ world.
I was honestly surprised that Ashley was capable of pulling a sacred gear of all things. I suppose I really shouldn't be. She has demonstrated a rather large amount of luck. Was that from my own influence or was she always a lucky individual? Judging by how her life has been going so far, that was unlikely. I could only assume that Fortuna was actually helping Ashley receive a little luck.
She did such great things for me after all. I was going to have to rely on her one more time today. Although I wasn't really planning on getting another Longinus. At least not today. So I've rolled the Gacha on Pyrrha’s world.
[User Red-Head Obsessed Prince has rolled the Gatcha and has received Aura Awakening Potion (A-Tier)]
The RWBY verse may not have a lot of cool shit but they did have some gems. A force field that will constantly protect me from any damage. Sign me the fuck up. Not to mention that Aura brings about the possibility of gaining a superpower that was a true reflection of my soul. All in all, I would say that it was well worth losing an opportunity to get a planet busting weapon.
Now I just had to make the variety of potions I had planned out. Once I had that type of power coursing through my veins I felt even more confident about taking on the world. Not that I really needed more confidence in beating up Voldidork. That particular fight is well within my capabilities of winning. The Potions were more for my future endeavors.
Like traveling the multiverse and fighting literal deities. The potions would obviously not help me fight Gods but we all have to start somewhere. My start just happened to be becoming powerful enough to deck The Avengers.
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Poor Izumi then proceeded to roll a one on the daily sign in after the birds left him alone. Pyrrha on the other hand is currently training to combat thousands of ducks.
Ashley remains the luckiest of Bitches. She is also slightly mad that she did not get her way.
Seeing the demand I will write the interlude everyone is looking for. It will be slotted right after chapter 23 as that is the last chapter before the first chat mission. The first chat mission will take a fair amount of time so it is fair.
