Hey Guys, this is a slight re-write of the first chapter since it really was so bad. I'm actually going to re write most of the other chapters as well, so that way I can be more proud of writing this story without so much regrets.
Some things will be added and removed. Just a small warning.
Speak no Evil, See no Evil.
Cycles upon cycles, one special group has traveled the cosmos. Their motives are unknown, neither truly evil nor truly good. However, they are powerful, and those that have stood against them have fallen. They now come to the plane known as The Hyperdimension where they will discover that they have accidentally unleashed an ancient beast...
Chapter 1: The execution grounds.
I don't understand this.
I'm scared.
My head hurts.
I don't want to die.
I didn't kill those people…
But I don't even know where I am…
Thoughts like these circled around a boy's mind. This boy was in a straight jacket and cuffed in his legs. A large hood covered his face, so the audience wouldn't see his face. The boy was estimated to be between the ages of 15-16, a little less than six feet tall, and was barefooted because he was stripped of his clothes and wore prison clothes.
He was walking on a grand stage in an open area of the public.
Never had this world seen such evil before, evil they thought the boy had done.
The boy was charged with slaughtering of an entire village.
Cameras watched the boy. Screens all over showed him slowly walking to a guillotine. The screens showed images of the town: flooded by blood with body parts scattered around. No one had seen such evil and carnage that not even the goddesses have seen.
One of the goddesses, Green Heart, watched over the execution with glaring eyes, a piece of her heart broken because such a tragedy happened in her land in one instant.
The other goddesses watched with heavy hearts from their respective realms, feeling pity and empathy towards their fellow goddess.
The guards tried to question the boy: they tried to find reason why he did it, how he did it, or if someone sent him to do it. The boy only replied with strange questions of his own: where is this place? What is with you people? I didn't kill them! What is Gamindutsri? Goddesses? With that, they all believed the murder to be a lunatic heretic or an unstable psychopath. They shut him up and ordered him to be executed. They boy's pleas were silenced and muffled.
They finally got to the guillotine. The crowd shouted hurtful words as they tried to throw their trash at the criminal.
"People of Leanbox! Today… many innocent lives have been lost!" the captain of the guard said as they set the boy in the guillotine.
Despite this guillotine having three holes for the hands as well as the head, they only used the head part and kept the jacket on the boy.
"And with their loss, a great evil has appeared!" The captain points to the boy who struggles as his head is locked in the guillotine. "But justice always will prevail! We will stop this evil now, before it grows and poisons our land!" The Crowd cheers. They want that man to die. Some people cry over the loss of their neighbors and friends, so they demand that he repays for his heinous act.
The boy struggles desperately, but to no avail, so he stops. However, if things were quiet, they would hear him breathe in and breathe out.
No… I can't die now… I made a promise to myself… there has to be something! I've trained martial arts for almost my whole life! There has to be something! … I wish Boyle was here, he would probably know what to do with all those movies he watched… wait… its crazy, but better to try than not at all. I'm a dead man either way, even if I don't do this. The boy thought.
It was the moment everyone waited for: the crowd was finally silenced as the captain gave the signal to release the blade.
Every moment from then on, started an event that would forever change the world.
As the blade fell, the boy suddenly twisted his body. From facing down, his entire body faced upward. With amazing speed and force, the boy swung his long legs towards above him. His legs were able to kick the flat side of the blade just before it even reached his wooden shackle. With great force, the blade flew out of the guillotine and the container of the boy broke. He ended up flipping over and almost tripping himself. The blade flew to the crowd and everyone got out of the way.
Everyone was stunned. Everyone was processing what and how that all happened.
The boy got back his footing, but he was still in a straight jacket, and the bottom guillotine plank around his neck was still there along with his leg shackles.
"Guards! Kill him!" The captain claimed.
They threw their spears at the boy, but the boy didn't seem scared or frightened as he saw those hurled lances to him.
He looked confused.
The boy flipped and jumped to avoid the volley of spears being thrown at him. The spears only dug into the plank and skinned the jacket the boy was wearing; lastly, one of the spears broke the chains and shackles tying his legs. After the first volley, the boy's hands were free, and the plank was cracked enough for the boy to pull it off of him.
People continued to gawk in sheer awe. More guards came in and surrounded the boy. The boy quickly looked around and took some kind of fighting position no one had seen before.
Some guards charged straight for the criminal. The boy dodged all of their poking and caught one of the lances. He stepped forward right on top of the foot of one soldier and punched that guard in the chest. The guard went flying and knocked into a reinforcing group of guards.
The boy quickly looked at his fist as if it was not his own, but he quickly avoided another guard. One by one, guards were being sent flying by unknown kicks, punches and judo throws by the criminal. Eventually the captain of the guard came over with a sword.
"Die Criminal!" She yelled. The captain was of course more skilled than her subordinates, so the boy could only dodge until he quickly back flipped and picked up a spear as he came back up. The boy removed the spear tip and suddenly spun it above his head, showing as if he was skilled with a staff. After avoiding her blade a few more times, the boy placed his staff right between the captain's legs and forced her to trip. He quickly used a spinning momentum to swing his weapons above him and slam the captain into the ground.
BANG!
The sound was heard once more across the city as civilians everyone continued to simply stare at the strange event transpiring in front of them.
The boy panted. He was tired and finally tried to run away from it all, but he was kicked by a powerful force and went crashing back into the middle of the long stage.
The boy was in pain, but he forced himself to look up to what kicked him. He saw some skimpy dressed woman with long green hair holding some kind of lance. The boy clutched his back right rib in pain and stood up. Slowly he started walking back, each step showed someone nervous or even afraid of the person standing/floating in front of him. "Who- who are you?"
The woman's glare seemed to only intensify. "I am Leanbox's CPU, Green Heart. I am the one who will show people like you what happens to those who dare harm my people!" She started flying at the boy with remarkable speed.
This time, the boy rolled away from the attack, but he saw her preparing for another attack. "Wait! What's a CPU? What's Leanbox? Just who are you!?" He cried out, confusion in his voice as he couldn't even fathom what was happening.
The powerful woman hesitated, before pointing her lance back towards the boy, "… Be it façade or not, I will never forgive those who hurt my people! Die!" She charged once more at him. However, the boy didn't seem to dodge this time. As the lance came close, his pupils shrunk, and in that instant, he gave off a powerful bloodlust.
This distracted the CPU for one moment to which the enigmatic boy used to instinctively dodge the lance and quickly wrapped his arms around the body of the lance, which caught the charging goddess. The CPU was surprised and even more so when she was given a strong side kick to the chin. The power was enough for the CPU to let go of her weapon and be sent flying back. Green Heart regained her composure mid air and faced the boy with a spiteful glare.
Gasps were heard now as well as murmurs. The goddess of Leanbox was being pushed back by a random criminal!
The goddess wiped her chin and looked back to the boy. The boy quickly dropped her lance and looked again as his hands because it was if he was just as surprised as everyone else.
"Who…are you?" The goddess asked. She knew this was no ordinary person.
The boy looked at her direction. He could see everything around him, but his hood prevented anyone from seeing his face and his eyes. He then stammered an answer.
"M-my…My na-name… is Momus."
Eyes widen throughout the world. People within the shadows lift their heads at the mention of his name. The world now watches with silence at what should have been impossible.
"M-Momus!? Are you mocking me!? Is this some kind of Joke to you!?" The CPU angrily yelled.
The boy was taken back. "Tha-That is my name! …And I just want to go back home…"
At this, howls were heard. Snarling and clawing echoes throughout the city. On a nearby roof, one mighty howl is heard and everyone looks over to see a pack of Fenrirs lead by a huge green one. At the end of its might howl, the monstrous wolves descended onto the town which immediately caused mayhem and panic to the people. Several Fenrirs came up to the stage and attacked the CPU.
"HA! Stay back!" Green Heart engaged on the beasts as her armies came in to stop the rampaging wolves.
The great, green Fenrir came over to the boy. The size and ferocity of the unknown beast caused the boy to trip over from fear. He looked in terror as the giant wolf came closer… then the Fenrir bit his jacket and tossed him over to his back.
"Wha-AAAAA!" The boy screamed as he decided to hold on not be thrown off the speeding demon beacuse the wolf suddenly jumped away with great speed, taking the boy away from the execution grounds.
With the great wolf leaving, the other Fenrirs shortly followed the obvious leader of the pack.
In the aftermath of the execution, a bitter taste was left in the CPU's mouth.
While far away, from where one could see the entire city, an unknown black and white creature snarls.
…
…
"Ohh…"
"…Where am I?"
"… To tired… I want to sleep again…"
(Flashback)
… "Yo! Mory! Wake up! Sensei is having us clean the dojo today and it's your turn!"
"What!? Boyle, it's your turn!"
"HAHA! I know! I just wanted to wake you up like that! HAHA!"
"Dude! That hurts…"
"Well anyway, come on!"
"Huh?"
"I'm going to finish cleaning the dojo in a new record! Then we'll watch Enter The Dragon!"
"You've watched that movie a million times, Boyle."
"Mory, my dear and naïve friend, trust me: one day these movies will save our lives!" …
(End of Flashback)
"… Oh, if he was here right now…" The boy called Momus smiled as he woke up… to find that he was surrounded by sleeping wolves.
"Right… This isn't a dream then… Why did these things rescue me? I'd like to assume they would help me; however, as much as I love animals, I don't really trust these… weird animals…" Momus whispered.
Momus slowly got up and tipped toed quietly towards on what looked to be an exit in this cave. As he got near the end, avoiding all of the wolves, he saw that the one wolf nearest the exit had a fresh pair of clothes right under him.
Momus rubbed his eyes several times to see if he was hallucinating. There almost seemed to be the perfect clothes for him all nicely folded right under the paw of a sleeping wolf: A hoodie jacket, shirt, pants, shoes, socks, even underwear.
Momus looked at himself again and saw that he was clearly in need for almost everything there. A torn straight jacket with folded up long sleeves, dirty foot, and torn prisoner pants. Thankfully, it seemed he was still wearing his old underwear from when he put on back home… before he ended up at this confusing place.
Momus wondered how exactly a wolf come by such unscratched clothes. But lacking shoes, Momus really needed it. Momus slowly bent down and gently moved the paw of the armed beast. The wolf seemed to twitch which caused Momus' heart skipped a beat.
The wolf then simply moved its paw away without trouble. To this, the boy sighed in relief…
…Which woke up all of the wolves.
"CRAP!" Momus quickly took all of the clothes and dashed out the exit like a mad man.
"AAAH!" Momus saw lighting at the end of a cave he quickly ran out. However, he found himself running off a cliff…
There was only one thing to say to such a cliché, "Oh Come Onnnn!" Momus yelled as he started falling off cartoonish.
"GAH! OOF! BAH! THE PAIN!" When Momus landed, he found himself nearby a waterfall pond. He quickly looked back up and saw he fell from a really high place. Momus wondered why he didn't feel much pain or why none of his bones felt broken, but he simply decided to work on that later. He inspected the clothes and luckily found them all fine, but just a little dirty. Momus removed the prison wear and decided to try a quick wash. "I need to be careful with my stuff here. Who knows if there might even be something in the water?"
Momus obviously being the black sheep in movie situations such as these, kept a close eye on his clothes and was sure that no one would stumble by mistake and find him but naked.
After feeling dried and refreshed with his new clothes, Momus inspected himself again near the waterfall's reflection. The water was fairly clear and he could see his blond, short, and messy hair that went all over the place, his eyes were still green. However, Momus sighed when he looked over to his right shoulder: he had an odd skull-like birth mark over his right shoulder. This odd mark had caused many terrible childhood memories and grief for Momus, but he suppressed them for now.
After that he re-inspected his clothes. He had a white zipper jacket with one black stripe on his right side. He wore a red shirt underneath and had black pants and brown with white stripped shoes. These were fairly basic clothes with a slightly eye catching color scheme.
"Now what?" Momus thought.
Momus sighed again and just continued to walk; he aimlessly seemed to wander to what appeared to be a forest.
After a while of wandering, an odd and familiar tune played in the air. Momus was sure he heard something very familiar and/or similar to that tone. He followed it slowly, until he realized why it sounded so familiar. "… ? Is- is that my ring tone!? Is my phone here!?" Momus followed the familiar tune coming from over some bushes. He went over and saw an old ragged man holding his sleek looking blue Iphone. "Hey that's mine!" Momus yelled.
The old man was startled. "Stay back, mortal! This is a gift from Overlord Momus himself!"
"I never gave you my phone! And what's with the Overlord crap!?" Momus yelled back.
"What?! You dare call yourself Overlord Momus?" The man tried to hold up his cane.
"I'm not in the mood for this!" Momus ran towards the old man, which scared the poor hobo. However, all Momus did was snatch his phone away from the old man, refusing to hit someone weaker. Afterward, he just simply started walking away from the sad fool.
"Y-yo-you wo-won't get away with that! Overlord Momus will have you head!" The crazy old man yelled.
"I'm not an Overlord!" Momus yelled back as he activated his phone and did his pass code. "Stupid lunatic… how'd he get my phone? Wait— I'll just add that to the bunch questions I have for today." Momus checked his phone and found out something more distressing, "Where the heck are my apps!? Was my memory erased?! I have no contacts! It won't even let me use the dialing pad! The heck did that man do!?" Momus looks angrily from where he just came from before looking back on his phone. This time there was an app left over, but it wasn't one that Momus recognized.
"… The Hope and Despair Detector? The heck?..." Momus didn't know what to do, so he decided to try it out. It then pointed a black arrow in a random direction. Feeling he had no options, especially since had not even an idea of what the heck things were going on as of right now, Momus gave up and resigned to follow the arrow, "… Ugh… fine… I'll go this way…"
The other worlder traveled a while before seeing a man in an expensive suit drenched in mud. The man was complaining and cursing to the sky above.
Momus checked his phone, and he saw the arrow point to him even as the man paced back and forth. This confused Momus very much, but he was never really one to ignore someone that looked like they needed help, "Hey, are you alright?"
The man looked angrily at his direction. "Alright!? Do you have any idea how much this suit cost?"
"…No?"
"Of course not! I spent my earnings on this expensive suit for a big show with the higher ups today and some punk taxi driver kicks me out in the middle of nowhere! This is no way to treat the game maker of…" The man then states an odd game Momus isn't familiar of.
"I'm sorry, I've never heard of that game."
"What haven't you heard of it? I, Zach Unfair, made that game from scratch! It's my pride and joy!" He proclaimed suddenly.
Momus saw something off with him as he stared into his eyes. "But… why do you look so unhappy?"
"Excuse me!?" Zach was taken back. "I've gained more money than you ever would in your miserable life!"
"Well that would be true… but, I rather enjoy my miserable life." Momus casually stated which surprised Zach alot. Momus then turned the conversation back. "You on the other hand, seem to be disappointed. Care to just talk it out?"
Zach seems to hesitate as he stares at the strange boy. "…Why would I talk to you?"
Momus shrugs his shoulders, "Well, I don't really have anything to answer that, I just figured you looked really sad. When I get sad, I just talk with my dad or my brother."
"… But Just like that? You'd just help me? Just like that?"
Momus closes his eyes then he opens them with a smile. "My best friend would, so why can't I?"
Zach sits down on the rock. An exhausted look comes over his face as he wipes his face with both his hands. "I- I just don't get it: I have money, talent, power. Yet people seem to look down on me even more when I started out… Why?" He complained to Momus.
"… Zach… why did you start making games?" Momus questioned.
"? … Because it was fun?"
"So… is it fun now?"
"…No."
"Now why do you think that? What did you do differently from before that made it fun?"
Zach thinks about it for a moment. "I-I just wanted people to like my story."
Momus continues with the flow. "And what are you doing now?"
Zach thought about this for a little while. He tried to speak several times, but he couldn't make a sound. He eventually said in a soft voice, "… Being a jerk and flaunting my success…"
Momus got down on his knee and tried to talk with Zach "Zach, you really are a good guy; I can see it in your eyes. It's hard not to get caught up in the fame and the power- to be honest: I might do the same exact things if I were in your position. But it's always important to keep one's self down to earth and stay true to yourself. I learned this from one of the actions movies my friend would always watch. He would quote almost every cheesy heroic line he could cram into his brain along with martial arts. Now, I'm going to assume the taxi driver kicked you out because you treated him like dirt, which is? …" Momus waited for Zach to finish it.
"I did keep pestering to hurry it up…"
"Zach, I think maybe you should do a little soul searching…"
A fancy office is seen.
"Where is Mr. Unfair? He's late! Does he not realize the importance of his sequel?!" One of the men in suits states.
A phone rings and someone answers it. "… It's him!" they say and listen to it closely.
"…YOU'RE WHAT!?"
"Yes, I quit. Consider the sequel plans cancelled. I've had a change of heart. Good day, sirs." Zach hangs up Momus' phone and tosses it back to his owner. "Thanks for that. You really think I should just try and re-trace my roots?"
"I would like too, but I have a mean past. You on the other hand, have a better potential."
"Thanks… Hey… what is your name anyway?"
"Oh, it's-… um… Mory…"
"Mory? I see you had to think about it for a moment! Ha!" Zach chuckled.
"Heheh…" Momus decided not to say his real name because he remembered the last time he said his real name to people, they all stared at him with fear and shock.
"Thank you, Mory. I probably might have spent the rest of my life chasing my tail." Zach said.
"… To be honest, isn't life just one person's tail chasing?" Momus wondered.
"Oh, don't you dare go philosophical on me!" Zach smiles as he leaves. "Good luck, Mory! Safe travels!"
"You too!" Momus waved goodbye to Zach.
Suddenly his phone rang again. Momus saw three new messages. "Wait… how the heck did Zach call his boss when I couldn't even access my dial pad?" Momus wondered as he read the first message.
The first message read as: You have a new App! "Gamindustri Digital Bank Account."
"A bank account?" Momus then checked how much money he had in that app. "….!?WTF!?" That was the expression any man would show if they had found out they were given a healthy amount of zeroes in their bank account.
Momus quickly shook himself and decided to check the other messages before spending like there's no tomorrow.
The second message was another new app message. It was a GPS like map of Gamindustri that showed where Momus was.
"That's also helpful… . But what kind of land is named Gamindustri?" Momus went to his last message.
It was an actual message. "Hey, Mory! It's me Boyle! How's Hawaii you lucky punk!? Both Sensei and I still can't believe you and your biology class won a trip to Hawaii for a month for other aquatic studies! (I now wish I was a bio student than an economics and sociology student.) Can't wait to see you soon!"
It was from Boyle, his brother! Momus tried to somehow reply to that message. He didn't remember at all planning to go to Hawaii. He wished that he really was there studying the marine life. However, as of now, he was trapped in some unknown world that seemed to hate him.
As he searched for a reply button, his eyes looked to the bottom corner. The detector app had a message of its own.
"Congratulations, Overlord Momus. You have chosen to help a soul rather than devour it. I'm quite proud and relieved that I found someone like you among the cosmos. I need your help. You came to this world by accident along with something that wasn't. I will send a video to your phone explaining how you came here. Be careful out there! 3
Lots of love, Arfoire."
"…Who's Arfoire?" Momus wondered. He used the GPS App to get him to the closest town, but he still thought about her message. "There is no video and what did she mean by… being… careful…"
Momus saw a huge blimp over the town. A wanted poster of him saying: "Overlord Momus. Wanted dead or alive. 10 million credit reward."
Thankfully, it only showed his hood. It barley showed his face, so there was that.
As Momus tried to process this, his phone chimed again with new messages.
"Hey! Here's the vid! Oh- and I also gave you back your music playlist. They rock! Bye and good luck again! 3"
Suddenly, Momus' phone glowed and suddenly red headphones flew out of the phone like they were thrown out. The strange sight sacred Momus and made him run behind a tree and poke his head out to what fell on the ground. After coming back out, he slowly reached for the head phones in the floor in awe.
Since when does his phone summon objects from thin air? He assumed in his head. The young boy reluctantly picked it up and dusted it off; he wore it over his head, plugged it into his phone, and played the video.
The video showed a man in a giant cloak holding some wired staff. It almost looked like an evil sorcerer scene.
"Hahaha!" The old man in the video laughed. "I still believe! The goddesses claimed that Afoire was lying to us all, but I still believe in Overlord Momus! This is the proof! A summoning spell to bring the almighty being to our world and cleanse us all! AHAHAHAHA!" The Sorcerer laughed and started chanting. The circle started glowing red and it came to the point the entire room (video) was red itself.
A form of special rip opened from the center of the circle and the video suddenly cuts, but the audio still goes on.
"Hey!" Momus complained.
Growling and snarling is heard from the video as the man's laugh continues.
"YES! Overlord Momus! I await your-"
"SCREEEEEE!" a loud sound comes from the video and Momus quickly removes his head phones.
"My ears!?" Momus rubs them and removes the plug quickly, but the video audio continues.
"My lord!? What is tying you down there!? What is- AAAHHH!"
"SCREEE!"
... With that final scream, the only sound left heard is static until the video ends and shows the replay button available for next use.
Momus slowly tried to make sense of what just happened, "Overlord Momus? … That's what the old man called me… right? But it sounded inhuman… I'm named after something like that?" Momus wondered.
The boy looked out to the outskirts of the city and he sighed. Waiting around a forest wasn't going to get him anywhere. Momus walked into the city, at first glance, he seemed to wonder if he was in a downtown area, but he noticed something off with most of the clothes everyone was wearing. Some looked normal just like him, but the odd thing seemed to be a lack of 'ugly' people. Momus meant that in the loosest of terms. He never had anything against the looks of anyone, heck he had several really nerdy friends in his bio class, but the reason he used that word was because almost everyone in a hundred mile radius was a healthy and beautiful person, something you would only see in like a Hollywood Movie.
It irked Momus as he looked around, but what was even stranger was the familiar logos of something named completely different, like a restaurant he was going to walk into, "M.C. Ronalad? I see a copyright infringement incoming…" Momus said as he walked in the fast food restaurant.
Now, Momus tensed up when he entered the restaurant because he realized something…
There were a lot of beautiful women there. He realized that as he was looking at all of the people around him, it didn't occur to him that a majority of the people he saw were women.
At this, Momus' heart started beating faster and he started to pant for air.
The reason for all of this? Momus is afraid of women around his age: he has Gynophobia. The prettier the girl is, the crazier (more entertaining) he gets.
Therapists calimed that he had a very unique cass and would love to do more test in his type of condition. However, if you were to ask his brother, Boyle, he would tell you that Momus tenses up in front of any really pretty girl for the first time, he starts blathering in fluent gibberish, then runs away like a mad man while tripping and landing on his face several times over as he makes one of the most hilarious sights to his friends.
And so a cute girl in worker uniform comes up and asks him, "What will it be, sir?" she says with a customer smile.
Momus' face grew bright red and his eyes started aimlessly moving around. "Gar mag nish blargh table da fig bir…" Momous started spouting.
The place seemed to suddenly get silent as everyone looked to his direction.
"…Excuse me?" the employee asked.
"Margh Su bael vandiar yush!" Momus clutched his head and felt like dying at that moment. He ran quickly out the door and tripped eventually tripped over.
When he looked up, he saw something he shouldn't had. "AAH! PERVERT!" A girl yelled as she held down her skirt.
Momus quickly stood up and shook his hands. "Basarg! Mzlplx!" Momus was screaming at himself in his own mind to start speaking properly, yet he could only suffer in embarrassment as his brain struggled for control over his vocal chords and the sheer shame in his soul.
"Halt! You womanizing scumbag!" A mighty voice came from the roof.
Momus looks up and suddenly snaps back to reality as he barely dodges an attack behind the glare of the sun.
The person charging the attack leaves a form of crash when she lands. As the smoke clears, a blue haired woman wearing a revealing black outfit with big cuffed sleeves over a pair of gray gloves. Underneath her outfit is a grayish wrap/bandage styled top. She wears a big, loose scarf and on her back while it looks like she has purple wings, Momus thought the bag looked like a penguin. Lastly, she wore a pair of goggles on her head.
The woman face the boy with a voice slowly gaining power, "That was impressive, I admit, but no evil shall stand against me: Nisa, Heroine of Justice!" She claimed and struck a heroic pose.
Momus quickly looked back up—and saw another beautiful girl trying to talk to him…
"Kkk… rem daleh te ho maltek!" he stammered as he tried to face her, but he was too shy much against his own wishes. So he tried to turn his gaze down only to have his eyes caught with her being revealing on her abs, which caused Momus to cover his face.
Nisa suddenly looked confused. "…What?... a- Anyway! Prepare yourself evildoer as I bear justice upon-"
SLAP!
Nisa was interrupted with Momus slapping himself with a painful and loud slap that was heard by everyone nearby. Some people cringed at the sound while Momus himself held his cheek.
"w-Wait! I'm supposed to be beating you up, not yourself!" Nisa tried to say.
"Stop!" Momus said as he covered his eyes with one hand. "You completely misunderstand! I just tripped and fell! I didn't mean to look up that woman's skirt!"
"… I'm to your right." Nisa told the boy who was pointing towards a fire hydrant.
Momus turned to his right and followed her voice. "I didn't mean it! It was an accident!"
The girl from awhile ago spoke out saying, "Umm… He did trip, so it was an accident."
"SEE!?" Momus said.
"Sir… I'm behind you." The girl said as the boy once more pointed to a shivering scared old lady.
"Oh! I apologize for that then… but why are you covering your eyes? And why were you speaking an odd language?" Nisa asks.
Momus refuses to remove his hand off his eyes, but starts to relax. "… It's too embarrassing to say," He then starts walking off. "But I'm glad this was all resolved without anyone getting-"
As Momus was trying to walk away, a huge rock from the debris Nisa crashed into, fell from the sky, and hit Momus on the head hard which knocked him instantly out cold.
"Oops." Nisa said.
"Lady Vert! I am sorry am late; I had some business to take care off!" Nisa came into a large gathering of heroes and CPUs.
"Thank you, Nis-" Vert started before everyone else noticed something new with the Heroine "…Nisa? Who is that unconscious man you're carrying?"
Nisa nervously chuckles before explaining the story and how random debris accidently knocked the man out cold. "It felt wrong to leave the man there when no one knew him, so I thought I would bring him here for a while."
"Why didn't you leave him in the hospital?" A new voice asked.
"Because this place was closer and I knew Compa was going to be here!" Nisa said.
The girl Nisa referred to as Compa seemed startled. "What?! I don't know much about concussions!"
"Just check him out- I mean check him up!" a woman with long black pigtails said.
Before anyone could even comment on the woman, an odd music tone started playing.
"What's that?"
Nisa looked into one of the pockets of Momus. "Ahh, it's his phone!" Nisa took it out of his pocket and some of the other girls helped the boy to a couch.
Nisa opened up the phone and was surprised by how it looked in design.
"Hello?" The phone was speaking out. "Mory!? You there? It's me Boyle! How's it going bro?"
"Umm…" Nisa tries to speak.
"Whoa! You're not Mory. Uh, who is this?"
Nisa perked up. "I am Nisa! Gamindustri's Heroine of Justice!"
"… Who?"
"What!? You haven't heard of me?!" Nisa asked a little hurt.
"It does sound vaguely familiar, but where's Mory?" Boyle asked from the phone.
"Your brother is unconscious by an accident." The girl with black pigtails said.
"And chances are he might be dead!" chimed a fairly small and hyperactive child.
"Ouch," The brother responded nonchalantly. "And he was on vacation too. Hey wait a sec… you're all girls in that room aren't you?"
Everyone looked around themselves with questioning looks. "That does seem to be the case…" A small and almost pixie like woman answered.
"…..HAHAHAHAHA!" The phone burst to laughter. "Hahaa… I'm sorry- just…woo… sorry. I think I have an idea how he got unconscious now."
"You do?" a new voice said.
"By any chance was he garbling up sounds and not actual words?" Boyle asked.
"Oh! I think he was!" Nisa said.
"OK that's all I needed to know. Can I ask you girls to take care of him for a while? Just try your best to calm him down when he wakes up and don't make eye contact. I would like to explain, but there's something I promised my sensei I would do. Tell Mory I said hello!" With that, he hung up.
"So this boy is named Mory." A girl with a rather blank expression said. "We should probably continue with our meeting on-"
"Mother of Holy Chupacabras!"
Everyone looked back at one of the girls who was blushing and feeling her arms.
"Neptune! What was that for!?"
The one called Neptune looked to her friend. "Sorry, Iffy! But… This guy has rock hard abs!"
At the mention of this, a majority of the girls in the room had their face flushed with a red color.
"Neptune! That's sexual harassment!"
"Noriey! I didn't remove his shirt, I just touched his stomach- he doesn't have one! I mean- it felt so hard and bumpy you could probably grind cheese on it!"
Everyone was now curious about what Neptune just said and Noire came over with a huge blush on her face. "Y-you can't just touch and feel someone's body while their unconscious! That's wrong-" Noire tried to scold Neptune, but Neptune suddenly grabbed Noire's hand and placed it on Momus' stomach.
"… Oh my god, is this really all muscle?" Noire said in awe before quickly snapping back with an even deeper red face. "NO! I MEAN- NEPTUNE!"
At this some of the girls crowded the boy with curiosity.
Things started to escalate as some other people actually tried touching other muscles in his body (None of the gender only parts of course.) While some people did try to stop the others, curiosity got the better of them since some didn't have that much experience with a guy.
"STOP! ALL OF YOU!" The girls looked back at the pixie like girl. "Look at yourselves! You are all Heroes and CPUs of Gamindustri! You can't just act like a bunch of perverts!"
"But Histy! We never had an unconscious hot guy over!" Neptune complained.
"THAT IS NOT A REASON AT ALL!" Historie came over and flew to them. "You can't just- i-is that what a six-pack looks like?" She was distracted because the girls had actually moved the boy's shirt up.
Much to only his dismay, the boy started walking up from all the screaming. "Uh… What's that noise?"
The girls all looked to see the boy waking up.
The boy wearily saw every girl crowding him. He then looked to see most of the girls still touching his abs. His eyes widened then he looked at the girls with blood rushing into his head.
"Hi! You've got nice abs!" Neptune said absent mindedly.
The boy started quickly panting. Before-
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
What happens when you put a gynophobic main character in a game that only has girls in it?
This story! Booyah!
I wonder who will kill poor Momus first? The bad guys (So is the hero a bad guy?) or the good guys(girls)?
How'd you guys like this story? I found it insanely fun to write.
Feel free to ask questions about this and I will be glad to answer in such a way that doesn't spoil the plot.
Oh and please review, I would love hear feedback on how to adjust this story.
#2
Post re write!
Whoo! I might do this again and finish some touches, but now this is way cleaner to present. The other ones haven't been fixed yet, so hopefully it won't be too bad.
Please review.