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My Toilet is a Wizard

"After your tasty soup I am not moving my butt of the toilet. That soup had milk in it. I am allergic to milk, and now after suffering a horrible death on the toilet I myself was reincarnated as a toilet". The main protagonist Vadim, an Otaku must navigate a tricky cyberpunk new world as a Toilet! Will he piss and shit himself? Or will he actualy manage to achieve something? Find out by reading!

helixedo · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
9 Chs

Alliance

I awaken.

Really tired of this shit. Must I always blackout whenever something important is happening?

"Hey can you hear me toilet?" says 78 "That was amazing what you did back there".

"Yeah thanks" I say half heartedly.

"If anything I own you an explanation" says 78. 'Fucking finally' I think to myself laying down in the backseat. Whatever the hell was that? What was that pain in my tank, my head? This whole toilet body is really confusing me. "Go ahead" I say to 78 "Start with why we are being attacked".

"We aren't on very good terms with ourselves within our rebellion, initially you were locked up in your hospital room becausse the elders couldn't trust on what side you were on, I could have had the chance to change you over to my side"

"Right, so when they saw me with you it looked obvious that I was in league with you" I said. "Okay and these Elders are like your leaders?"

"Technically" says 78. "I'm part of a split up group"

"Which the Elders don't really trust?"

"exactly"

Well thats a bit confusing to say the least. So much is happening so fast my poor being is hardly able to keep up. "Okay what about the MANAguru stuff?"

"Huh how could yo have not heard of them? They have the entire city under thier thumb. No MANA devices nor services can be provided without thier approval"

Very interesting, for the first time since I got here I finally have an inkling of a clue about what is going on.

"Oh yeah" I suddenly remember, "Do you know if there is some way I can return to my past human form?"

"Hmm I believe it is possible. The MANAguru's should have something in thier archives that could help you" says 78.

"And let me guess, there is no way they'll let me in right?"

"Pretty much, but on that note, if you help us takedown thier outpost in the city, you'll have all the access you want. At least for the things they keep here."

"Ah blyat, I guesss I have no choice, very well I help you"

"Thank you" says 78 quite simply. We spend the next few minutes driving in silence. I have a chance to bring more attention to the outside. As we cross the kilometers long bridge, which over its course spanned through diffrent many diffrent terrains. A river, an even larger body of water and foggy plains. We finally arrive at it end and continue our drive with a forest on our left and plains to our right. Every few paces I count houses each made to a diffrent standard of quality. All the way from large stone cottages with incredible masonary to smaller wooden cabins. It felt almost chaotic in the amount of variation there was.

"Almost everyone who had enough MANA power has left the city by now" said 78 noticing that I was looking out at the countryside. "While the rest of us who don't have enough MANA, especially the remade who cannot sustain thier bodies with thier own MANA" continued 78.

The ramifications of what 78 was saying suddenly hit me. "The remade, could it be people like myself?" I ask quietly. "Exactly" said 78, "But don't worry I have recently reached the 98th rank. So I should have enough MANA to sustain both of us if needed. Worst case scenario I know a few stashes that are on our way, speaking of which. I had given you a MANApod when you passed out, so you should be totally refreshed"

'So that's what that was I think to myself' Wasn't I ranked 95th too? I take out my artifact and bring up the character sheet.

MANA - CRITICALLY LOW

RANK - 95

Well that explains the head pains in a way I thought, as my head started hurting again. I'll need to fix this, and fast.