Necromancer Dreams of Mechs Chapter 30: Chapter 35

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Chapter 30: My Soul Was Proud Time resumed, and I rejected the quest, choosing to let it stack instead. There was a lot to unpack in my head from that conversation, but the part about me getting a status and the role of the villain dominated my head space. It made sense with the nature of my class, but I was positive I wouldn't have earned this if I started the game like everyone else would. I also wouldn't be needing to think up new gods for this world. On the thought of gods, what was that comment? Was Rngallia implying that she was my god? Also, I know gatcha's must have been created by the devil, but what made a goddess of random evil? Or, were good and evil titles just that, titles? So many questions to probe MY goddess with. Man, that felt cool even thinking about! Never in a game have I ever had a god or goddess solely dedicated to me. I could use that for the drinking game that Nathan told me about, and tried to get me to come to parties to try it, but that was a no go. Humans were trifling on the best of days, and I had scrolled past enough reels on Youtube to know that they didn't do better with alcohol. "Future leader of the universe, should I stick my thumb up my metal backside to follow your example?" Highlander, my Nerco Jr Bone Lord chirped from my work bench, pulling from my thoughts that were getting me nowhere fast. "Can it, or I will turn you into the most menacing can opener that any one has ever witnessed," I growled, and pointed to my shoulder. "Come on, micro mech, let’s go meet my future subjects, and likely soon to be enemies, possibly." "Possibly? How do you not know who your enemies are?!" Highlander demanded after hopping to my shoulder, and I shrugged, but that made him grab my hair to keep balance. "Hey! Watch the hair with those obnoxious claws of yours," I growled, and then headed to the front of my yard/palanquin in the direction of the wagons and campsite about three hundred yards away down a narrow path cut through the ridiculously tall grass that defied gravity. "This is my first contact with humans, and I think I am going to be designated the great evil of this world. That being said, I don't know if everyone is just going to hate me on site, or if I have to earn it somehow." "You have no idea what is happening, do you?" Highlander asked, and I shook my head, and he sighed. "I guess I was created to fill that need then, huh?" He said, and I smiled at him, and patted his little helmet. "Probably not, and don't worry, Harold is coming from the house right now to come with us. Your job is not to say anything that will make people fear and hate us right off the bat. You are already menacing enough as it is," I said, and then stopped and turned back to my little bone shack to see Harold walk out on two in his cartoony dull silver metal body covered in a patchwork of metal plates. Then, my mouth dropped open as I watched his body start transforming before my eyes. I stared with excitement building up unlike anything I had ever felt before as plates flipped and slid apart, folding in on each other. When he was finished, Harold had transformed from a dull silver cartoon cat into a normal small house cat, but instead of fur, his body was covered in a metal mirror-like surface. I knew he could change his form, but watching Harold transform from start to finish caused a small part of me to feel completed like I had reached a goal my soul was proud of. I had seen a lot of things in my gaming lives, but hearing the changes, feeling the vibrations and hums, smelling the burning ozone from the sparks of electricity, and, or magic, it was all so meaningful and fulfilling to me in a way that nothing had ever done for me. Sure, finding a person that stuck by me and pushed me to be a better me was amazing. Meeting a girl that liked me and was potentially going to be my wife, still not even sure what that meant or entailed, but Ciara was pretty awesome, so it couldn't be that bad, and I was over the moon. All