She's A Keeper

/Frank POV/

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Well, that want exactly that nicest thing to happen to me while I was getting more power. I mean sure it was a pretty dumb method but damn it really worked out in the end didn't it? Right? Oh shit wait I need to check someth-

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/3rd POV/

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As Frank was stirring up from his once again self-imposed injury to the chest, yet again, the poor girl otherwise known as Belle Cranel had just been mildly mentally scarred after seeing him do something so stupid.

Shee was scared that she would be blamed for him doing something this dumb yet again. Sh didn't exactly know what to do but she saw the blood on her hands and wondered what was gonna happen to her?

What would happen to Hestia? And what would Ereshkigal say of she saw something like that? Thankfully for her, or not since you guys already know this is a really bad thing to happen and she doesn't exactly want to be in in this sort of situation, Ereshkigal was already in the room while Abigail was still drowsy in Haruhime's arms.

(Franku!) the goddess screamed as she saw her child with a sword in his chest. (Why? Just why?!) she shouted as she pounded on his chest out of frustration, before realizing that she shouldn't have done that, since HE HAS A FUCKING SWORD IN HIS CHEST.

She wanted to pull it out but the Domain then stopped her. \Goddess of my Master, you should know why he would do this type of thing. My Master was ain't getting himself a new power that he could use to defeat his enemies.\ the now pre-adult physical manifestation said as Ereshkigal subconsciously flickers her sight to the chest area.

All I will say is that, I do not wish to die, so you guys are gonna do the imagining. All that I am going to say, is that there was something, and it was quite a something if you understood that.

(But why didn't he tell us then?!) she shouted as tears started to flow down her face. \I do not know, all that I do know is that Master was doing some training before getting a strange look on his face and shouting out some odd words before impaling himself.\ after the Domain spoke they then noticed that the body was "stirring" awake.

They then rushed towards it and noticed that Frank was grumbling before he had opened his eyes. They then felt something different in him, and they didn't know if it was good or not.

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(A/N: Fucking Parkour of this shit, goddamn, leave some reviews for me cuz this is getting out of hand.)

/Frank POV/

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(*groans with a lot of displeasure evident in his voice* What the heck happened to me?) I said to myself as I then opened my eyes and saw a goddess right on top of me. Literally, Ereshkigal was sitting on my stomach and she had puffy eyes.

Oh no, Oh nO. Puffy eyes equates to me fucking up royally! (Oh hey there Eresh, could you, I don't know, get off me? I have to pull this sword out of my chest remember?) I said to her as I then notice that the sword was no longer there. Wait, doesn't that mean-

Oh my fucking Jesus, it worked. My hand, may hand was a demon hand! Yooooooooo, pog! Big fat pog! I can't believe that it worked correctly! Oh my god this is awesome! (I can't believe it actually wo- oh my fucking Jesus that hurts!) I said out loud as I then used [Full Control] to have my body allocate most of it's energy to healing the wound on me, while simultaneously having my body cut off the feeling in my gut.

(Oh wow, I did not expect it to actually hurt. Well, I guess you could say things got a little dicey?) I said a terrible terrible pun and now I wanna die, please save me from this nightmare. Ereshkigal then slapped me on the face as she then walked out of the room.

Unfortunately I can't go after her since my body needed to heal ya know? Well I boosted the healing a little bit by using the Argent Energy . . . actually scratch that out it was absolutely massive amounts of healing.

This actually make me wonder, why do cultivators fear their hearts being "destroyed"? I mean, they are capable of healing entire limbs with the right amount of pills and sitting down for months on end. So why is it when they do have their hearts stabbed or say blown the shit up, they are gonna die?

. . . . Wait a minute, they ingest the pills, the pills then go to the stomach where they're digested, then they go into the small intestine where they're distributed into capillaries and circulate around the body via the circulatory system. Oh so that's the reason why they're scared of getting a heart injury!

Huh, the more you know I guess! Wait, if that's the case, then shouldn't they use logic and have heart transplants? Oh wait there's that weird funky energy they take in every fucking moment, yeah-. Well whatever I guess. I then got off the bed and noticed I actually bled a shit ton.

Oh boy, that's gonna need a lot of fucking washing. (Sorry about the covers Haru.) I apologetically said to the girl who handles the chores in this place. Seriously she is a very good helper. And damn, I think she's been using those books I gave her.

(It's nothing Franku-san! At least you're okay!) she said to me with a smile that only had friendliness written all over it. Huh, I guess that amnestic really did it's job. At least she's okay with it. I then got up and looked at my arm, goddamn, this shit is tight af!

It was just like Dante's Arm but this one, this one was just a dark purple. Like damn, that's fucking wild! I am really happy that I enchanted that sword before I stabbed it into me! That's one of the best decisions that I've made so far into this world!

(Oh yeah, things are definitely looking up.) I said to myself as I noticed that everyone was watching me watch my arm. Yeah that's a little bit awkward considering that they aren't supposed to see me do this. (Um, I can explain this.) I said to them as they all started to flock at me with a severe amount of questions.

They were mainly about why I had such a dangerous looking arm, and some were about whether or not I was okay. The one about my fucking well being was from dear little Abigail and the Domain, which is quite nice to hear considering that I'm essentially being mobbed over my actions.

I swear I feel like I'm gonna lose my fucking mind any minute now. (Alrighty you wasteful beings! That excludes Haru, Abigail and the Domain since they have purpose here, you've essentially did nothing but eat, drink and sleep around in my own home. You should be happy I ain't swearing at you right now, since there's children here-) I said to them as I then eyes them all.

I was actually wondering how did they get here but it appears that they're getting quite strong. Some were even in the Level 6 and they had their own paths for how they wanted to go about their skills. (- but that doesn't that you aren't exempt to this. I made my promise with you all, and now I will be needing you to do some things for me.) I finished my technical declaration that they had to do a job.

(Now! You are all going to go to the surface wearing these makes on you.) I said to them as I quickly bought masks that were obviously Foundation based. I simply had the letter B written in the center of the circle and made sure that they had no possible leaks in anywhere their faces could be seen.

Hell, I even went do far as to place the [Curse of Binding] on them. As well all know, the [Curse of Binding] is one of the curses that you could find in Minecraft. This curse makes sure that they can never take off this piece of armor unless they die.

So the only real method is to see that sweet sweet respawn screen or alternatively, the delete world screen. Yeah, I think I'm just gonna not let them be full on Steve level beings. Steve's race is essentially consisting of super beings that could even go beyond gods.

The guy, from the older versions, had a glitch where someone could place a chest, fill the chest with items, and then pick up the full chest while the contents don't spill out. That's infinite storage, and infinite weight. Imagine, Steve, holding a fucking black hole as easily as a tennis ball. Hell, it could even go so far as a fucking marble.

His punches, which is connected to how quick he could punch a tree while subsequently making a perfect log fall from it, when the math is down correctly, he's capable of getting multiple rockets in a single punch. I'm talking about the things that go into space of course.

If that doesn't describe to you that he's strong, then I have no fucking clue what to do. And let's remember that this is him in survival. Fucking SURVIVAL MODE. Imagine a super god, and then place a nonzero, and non one exponent, and then you shove it full of steroids.

That is what creative mode is. I have control of the super god mode, and I can cause massive hell to anything. And that's just Minecraft, let's not forget I have a super demon, and a super killer as well, plus Primordial dream reality creator.

But going back to the topic, I did the enchanting an now the masks looked shiny, as it should be.

The thing that I love about this, is that they can't do anything against me or else I take away all their power. That, and make them into food or breeding stock for the monsters. That's their only value to me, so I will keep their value like that until I see fit.

(Alrighty ladies and gentlemen, we are going to be attacking a city right now. I want you to prepare yourselves, for a very attrition based battle, and have a lot of extra booze, because this is gonna be a long one!) I said to them as they all then nodded at my words.

I then walked over and noticed that Ereshkigal was sitting on the bed with a very angry expression. (Hey, I'm sorry. I got something new and I wanted to test it wi-) I said to her as she then punched me in the gut.

(I care about you! I wait for you! And I love you! So why do you have to do these things?! Why do you have to hurt yourself?!) she shouted at me while she constantly pounded at my chest. I didn't move a single muscle, she had a lot of points there.

(Hey, I really am sorry. But, I believe in many simple sayings. Que sera, sera. What will be will be. If I did doing these things, I will do my damndest to go back, but if I can't, then it's fine with me-) I said to her she then sniffled and cried in my arms.

(-But know this, I will not do anything, and I mean anything, directly dangerous to my health unless I ensure that it will no longer be a danger, do you hear me? I told you once and I will tell you again, I am your Captain, in this life, and all the others that will come.) I reassured her one last time before she looked at me and hugged me tighter than I ever felt.

She's a keeper, that's for damn sure.