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Miserable Wanderer

A massive nerd dies and gets reincarnated, his excitement gets the best of him. The first words he hear are "Get to work slaves!" When he looks around and sees grotesque figures mining with oversized pickaxes his stomach drops to his colon. [Multiverse fanfic, starting in Warframe.] "Status." [Status displaying] Race: Grineer[100%] Level: 0 Status points Available: 0 Stats: Vitality: 1 Strength: 1 Agility: 1 Intellect: .3 Mastery Rank: 0 [Inventory] Strength Quote. "USELESS DISGUSTING MAGGOT FILTHY WORM WHY ARE YOU BREATHING MY AIR !"-Councilor Vay Hek The cosmos weeps at this mans fortune. A distant "FUCK MY LIFE" can be heard Cover not mine THERE WILL BE MULTIVERSE TRAVEL JUST NOT IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE.

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COG: FINALE!

[1.5 years later]

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Uehg..

My head is killing me.

My body rolls over to the side, my eyes flutter open from my sleep, another day with no dreams, I count that as a success..

My life has been amazing for the past year and some. I literally played a city building sim in real life it was absolute amazing, New Azura is a masterpiece of my design of course.

The silky blankets ontop of me rustle my jaw cracks open with a yawn and I sit up. The red blanket slips off my legs revealing my grey sweatpants, wich I covet so much I had 40 pairs made by a kantus tailor. Now that the war is pretty much over the locust had to learn other skills wich was difficult at first but seemed to work out as the kantus actually knew a bit about something other than war, the theories about them predating the locust seem pretty much true.

"Early again?"

The bed rustles and Myrrah comes out of the covers, her platinum hair now grown out and put up into a ponytail, she wipes her eyes and brings the covers up to her chest which is only covered by a woven silky white bra, wich does not do a great job at containing her chest, just enough to be slightly dignified.

My eyes dart quickly to her bosom and then back to my nightstand with a folded shirt, I plop it on and pop my knuckles, next I stretch and limber up.

"Did you sleep well?"

Her soft voice graces my ears, I pop my neck and turn to her.

"Yeah, as always."

"What's the plan for today my dear?"

She sits up and gathers up her own clothing, a red and brownish blouse and some leather bits and bobs with the locust symbols.

"Probably just go on an inspection for now."

"Again? That's the 5th time this week."

"I have to make sure things are getting done right Myrrah."

She stands up, her thighs hanging out from her blouse, she quickly remedies the indecency with a pair of leather pants, she quickly fastens the belt with an exhausted sigh.

"Any more nights like that and I wont be able to stand up to get dressed in the morning anymore."

Myrrah smirks as she remarks, looking at me with her eyes still misty from sleep

She stumbles towards me and lands a kiss on my cheek, leaving a small stream of her saliva.

I hug her tight for a few seconds and then get the rest of my clothes on, a jacket and some other accessories, a holster with my favorite revolver of course, and that should about do it.

"I have some work to attend to my dear so I shall see you again tonight."

Myrrah dismisses herself out of the room, her legs still shaking slightly.

I follow after her outside the large house made of brick held together by wishful thinking.

Many huts and small wooden homes scatter around my own, a large stone wall encircles the entire main city where 1000s of houses have been built for the locust, breeding pits are also gone now, with Ukkons centurion program he was able to create female locust that were not maniac psycho killers, it is still a very much female led society though as the female locust are quite large and tall compared to a drone, all of them beings Raams size or slightly smaller, and they are also slightly smarter, there genes will carry on so the locust should slowly grow more intelligent over time and create an amazing civilization, hopefully their ugly ass looks somehow get bred out aswell, hmm. Maybe Ukkon could work on that, yea he should probably work on that, it gets grating being among a bunch of ugly things all day..

From another shack a kantus walks out and stretches, simple brown cloth robes on his body, a regal brass helmet with a red plume lies upon his head. It turns to me and bows lightly before continuing on.

Its.. Uh Tuesday right? Yea..

I should check on the construction of the storage depot.

I make my way down the dirt street, passing more homes and buildings along the way, smoke rises from various chimneys, and a long field of solar panels surrounds the ring of the wall, it supplies a decent amount of power to our salvaged generators, enough just to get by.

I expanded the science division, and made the kantus into a legislative body because they are already pretty intelligent, and I also reduced the powers of the qurrn with a charter, she has to go through the council to rally troops and she is not above laws and cant abuse her power to live in more luxury than a normal drone, the charter also applies to me but I'm not exactly a permanent resident so I could care less, as long as Myrrah doesnt go crazy again, and all the boomers work as laborers, the therons became pseudo sherrifs and their head sentinel became the main manager of the law enforcement body with a kantus assistant.

So yeah things are going very well.

My work is close to done here, then after that I can head back to warframe where I have stewed up a pretty decent plan for the future.

1. Get payed or die trying.

2. Use money to start some kind of base on a neutral planet where I can work out of and grow my troops, cybernetic or organic as long as I can make money with them.

Yeah it's pretty simple, just need to get the Lotus off my back because she is obsessed with her 'children' and the stalker is still a problem but im just going to pray he never shows up again, I mean he has more important work than my silly ass who is barely anything on the warframe verse powerscale.

I could be the most badass karate warrior in warframe but it doesnt matter, oops a sentient laser beam disintegrated me, uh oh a Saryn prime accidentally breathed near you, uh oh!

I should enjoy my time with Myrrah while I can, its inevitable that I have to return so I can become stronger, there is nothing in this world left for now for me to do, and I already claimed my rewards.

All the gun skills I gained fused from the skill fuser into a main skill called [Gunslinger LVL 1] wich just buffs all gun usage in general.

I dont know why but it also fused my bow skill, not sure why but when I practice I did feel a bit better than usual so hey, whatever works works.

Here's my status btdubbs.

Mastery Rank: 0 (loser)

[Inventory]

Strength Quote.

"MAGGOT FILTHY WORM WHY ARE YOU BREATHING !"-Councilor Vay Hek

[Skills]

[Quickstep]

[Hara-kiri]

[Strong Hit LVL 7]

[Basic Axe skill LVL 5]

[Good Frisbee throw LVL 4]

[Street fighter LVL 7]

[Ratman spirit LVL4]

[Basic Qi Karate LVL 5]

[10 Renpatsu LVL 2]

[Kaioken ×¼ LVL 3)

[Owl Kakuja]

[Summon Terracotta Warrior LVL 2]

[Sword Skills LVL 1]

[Mist Breathing LVL 1]

[Gunslinger LVL 1]

Yeah not much changed.. So much work for minor upgrades, but 10 years in this world was better than toughing it out in warframe or fucking Elden Ring.

But my time here is waning and I dont want to think about it, I might check in every now and then, the world will be frozen so that should work out nicely with Myrrah until I somehow find a way to bring her to or with me.

I continue my walk, going past the lumber yard where boomers are hard at work loading logs from the nearby forest.

I'm almost done now, the inspection doesnt take long when everything is going right generally.

My walk continues for another hour and half and my stomach begins rumbling slightly.

Food time?

Food time.

I enter a nearby building, a finer one built with bricks and large stones, drones sit at large tables eating various foods that they could have never dreamt of, no longer will they eat worm shit and bug meat. Instead, fruits, grown vegetables and meats from various easily domesticated animals, and the locust butchers were still in a job, just having to be re taught but they caught on quickly to processing large bovines.

I go behind the counter and grab a big ol roll of bread, the butchers bow to me and continue their work.

The bread isnt horrible, the locust arent the best bakers quite yet but the progress is steady.

After eating I finish my rounds and return back to the manor, 3 past noon and the sun is still up, but is slowly dipping into the horizon.

Myrrah has her head down in a stack of papers, her eyes closed and her breathing steady.

Asleep again? This lazy woman!

I approach her from behind and tap her shoulder, she jumps up and turns to me.

"I-I was resting for a few minutes!"

She pleads her case frantically, picking up a pen and showing it to me.

"Huh, sure looks like your working hard."

Her head tilts back from the chair, looking up at me, I lean down and plant a quick peck on her lips wich she gobbles up greedily.

"See you in a bit."

For her it will be a few seconds.

For me.

I lot of time, and a lot of getting my shit kicked in.

Bye bye for now.

[LEAVING WORLD..]

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[AN]

AND ITS DONE!

Phew that was a long one! Maidenless no longer..

Sorry for slow updates, I am in the process of moving and I dont get much time to work on anything.

Chapterly song suggestion: Zodd the Immortal - Beast in Black.