Chapter 7: Unwavering Resolve

Hamza's mind was racing as he tried to make sense of the presence of the fourth dog. It was a detail he couldn't ignore, and he suspected that Aku had planted a spy in the mining operations to keep him informed of any insurgencies. If that were the case, this new version of Aku was not the bumbling buffoon of the original timeline but a far more curious aku from the original one. 

All four dogs gazed at Hamza in silence, but their expressions were friendly. Hamza returned the smile to show he was also friendly. It was a comical scene in the show, but in this new reality, it felt awkward. Hamza was waiting for Jack and Observer to regain consciousness, both of whose heads rested on his shoulders.

I suppose I should wait for Jack to wake up. He needs to know what's going on before I tell my story 

The silence lingered, and Hamza felt the need to break it.

"Excuse me," he coughed, "could you please wait until my friends wake up?"

"Of course," replied the monocle-wearing dog, his voice carrying a refined accent. "We wanted to speak with the white-robed gentleman over there. He might be able to assist us."

"Very well," Hamza replied, relieved to have bought some time.

After a few moments, the pod table's door opened, and a curvaceous bar waitress wearing skimpy clothing walked in, carrying three drinks and a jug on a tray. Hamza couldn't help but stare at her, but he suppressed his murderous intent.

"Your refreshments are here," she announced, placing the tray on the table.

"Splendid," The monocle-wearing dog replied, grateful for the distraction.

The dogs waited for a few moments before starting to drink, lapping up the liquid with their tongues. Hamza couldn't help but take a few glances at the red dog, but he tried not to be too suspicious. He had a hunch about something, but he couldn't be sure.

Suddenly, an alert popped up on a screen in front of him. It was a system message, and Hamza tried to act casual as he read it, pretending to inspect the drink to avoid arousing suspicion.

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[You have made first contact with Jack. 50GP points awarded]

[Jack has noted your presence and you have a favorable impression of 30GP points]

[You have killed an alien robot. 10GP. Bonus for using a useless weapon 10GP]

[Your party has helped Jack recover tremendously. 60 GP]

[You have leveled up. 1 attribute point]

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Another text was also below as it was explaining something

"Hmm, lucky you are, young padawan. Defeat Aku's associates, you must, and gain more. From minions to generals, GP points they shall yield. Even those who, indirectly, relate to Aku, count they shall. That's all, it is." the message read, leaving Hamza to wonder about the consequences of such actions. You could get GP points but it depends on how they are related to Aku. If you kill anything other than that the GP award is likely to be less than 20."

Total GP

160GP

Attribute stats

4 points left.

[Helping the protagonist, Jack, was an excellent way to earn GP in this world, but the amount of GP earned depended on the contribution made. Both positive and negative favorability gave the same amount of GP. However, if the Observer had made the most significant contribution, she would take away 90% of the GP earned.]

Name

Hamza

Level

2

Race

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Class

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Strength

0.5X

Dexterity

1X

Intelligence

2.5X

GP Multiplier

1X

Charisma

3

Luck

4

The system then provided a more detailed explanation of something it had not previously mentioned. It clarified that

["1X" was the average stats for a human male, and each time one leveled up, the curve for leveling up would exponentially increase. Consequently, the requirements for earning 1 attribute point would increase drastically after level 10. For instance, at level 10, one would only need one attribute point to level up, but after level 10, it would require significantly more. However, luck and charisma were the only attributes rated from 5 and could not be changed. The gp multiplier will take 10 points to level up.]

UNIQUE ABILITIES

DESCRIPTION

GP POINTS Required

Side effects

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ZA WORLD-O

(Nerfed)

Time stop 5 sec. You can move and do things like that crazy vampire.

3 times a day limit

60

it's exhilarating while it lasts, but afterward, you might feel like you've been hit by a truck. The user will experience nausea for one hour after each use, making them wish they had never gotten on the ride in the first place.

But wait, there's more! This delightful side effect can occur at any time and place, But hey, you can always spend your hard-earned GP points to specify a particular time for nausea to occur. Talk about a bargain! bruh

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BULLSHIT PLOT ARMOUR

(nerfed)

Scan any 1 being regardless of body type or size with your eyes and you can do everything that it can. Regardless of body composition or unique abilities. You can do everything that that person or being can.

(doesn't work on transdimensional beings. 24 hours' time limit)

(cool down 30 mins)

70GP points

For the duration of the 30-minute cool down, as well as an additional 30 minutes, the user becomes blind, deaf, and dumb. Honestly, it might not make much of a difference to you.

Can occur at any time and place. Hey, you can always spend your hard-earned GP points to specify a particular time for blindness, deafness, and dumbness to occur. Talk about a bargain! ahhaha

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Can we build IT?

(S-tier ability)

Can create anything as long as you have the conception in your puny brain. There are no limits. (varies by the type of thing you want to create and how much GP you have)

it will tell the required amount as well.

[Your mad lucky mf. this is a fucking cheat. Even all isekai Mcs would be jealous]

that completely depends upon what the object and its attributes are.[will display before creating]

Bruh, you're going to find out the hard way that using it

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Horny awareness

(SSS tier ability)

Tapping in the observer's Power. You can view everything from a reader's perspective or just become omniscient for 2 sec.

(What do you expect from a name like this?)

100,000,000 GP points

Beware of the observer using it. Has a strange side effect of making her extremely horny. You might want to keep your distance from that thing. (RUN, BITCH, RUNNNNNN).

There's also a 50% chance that the power will fry your puny brain and die. So, you know, no pressure or anything.

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adapt, survive, overcome R1

(nerfed)

You can evolve anything. Making its function better by 150%. stackable infinitely

(It can evolve anything even appearance so evolve your ugly ass to a better one first and foremost)

100,000

Your IQ dips to nearly 50 for 30 mins after using. Any day any time any place.

Unpredictable behavior and sus moments might happen bruh.

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Hamza glared at the screen with a contemptuous expression, feeling like he was being mocked by the descriptions of his abilities. Despite his frustration, he realized that he had not used his attribute points and began to read their descriptions.

"Instead of using them now, I'll stack them and wait until I reach level 8. I don't need to use them for the time being," he thought to himself.

Meanwhile, the dogs continued to drink from their bowls, but suddenly both the Observer and Jack began to stir, slowly awakening and holding their heads. Jack was the first to open his eyes and look around, confused about his surroundings.

"Where am I? What happened?" he asked, his eyes scanning the enclosed area he found himself in. To his surprise, he was sitting beside Hamza, the person who had tried to save him during his battle with the otherworldly creatures of Aku. He waited for an explanation from Hamza, who was also looking at him.

The monocle-wearing dog, who had been drinking from his bowl, suddenly became excited and stopped in his tracks.

"Finally, the mighty fellow has woken up! Allow me to introduce ourselves," the small dog exclaimed.

"What? Talking demon dogs of Aku?" Jack looked surprised as he opened his eyes. He saw the individual and touched his wound which had somehow healed.

Hamza knew this was the queue.

"Im the one that helped you. relax, These guys just wanted to talk"

  Jack exclaimed as he reached for his sword, ready to take them down. But before he could make a move, Hamza intervened, holding Jack's arm to stop him.

"Calm down. These dogs are not our enemies. I was keeping an eye out for trouble when they approached us and invited us here," Hamza explained.

The monocle-wearing dog spoke up, "Hold on a moment, sir. We are by no means henchmen of Aku or have anything to do with him. Would you please listen to us?"

Observer had also woken up but felt too tired to move, so she rested her head on Hamza's shoulder like it was a pillow.

Jack looked at the dogs and then turned to Hamza, his face showing confusion. "But how can they speak the language of humans?" he asked.

Hamza pointed at the dogs and said, "It's complicated. They can explain." 

  The confusion etched face was funny when looking at in person 

The monocle-wearing dog cleared his throat and spoke, "How rude of us. Let us introduce ourselves."

One by one, the dogs introduced themselves with wacky names like Drefus, Alexander, and more. The fourth dog, Richard, caught Hamza's attention. He couldn't help but think that it was a silly name for a dog, but then again, such was the setting of Samurai Jack.

This Richard dog was never present in the original timeline.

Jack was still confused, and he explained that the world was new to him. The monocle dogs, eager to share their knowledge, continued their explanation. They spoke of how Aku had conquered not only their world but also other worlds across the universe, becoming a tyrant. His reign led vile criminals and bounty hunters to come to Earth, as all the ports were open, plundering the planet to oblivion.

"It became a cesspool of all kinds of sentient robots, aliens, and monsters, all under the might of Aku to spread dread and malice across the planet," the monocle dog explained.

Jack listened intently, trying to comprehend the magnitude of the situation. He had been flung into a world full of chaos and destruction, and it was up to him to put an end to it.

The dogs asked which planet they all came from, and Jack replied that they were from Earth. However, he had never seen grand cities like the ones on this planet or flying cars. Hamza nodded in agreement, and the observer remained silent, keenly observing as everything unfolded according to the original timeline. They discussed further how Jack had never seen talking dogs before, and the dogs measured his age with a device, concluding that he might be thousands of years old. Jack realized that it wasn't a matter of where he was sent but when he was sent.

Unbeknownst to most except Hamza, the waitress who had served them before was listening in on their conversation. She overheard how Jack swore to return to the past and undo Aku's evil reign. The pod was not completely soundproof, and the conversation could be heard.

The dogs explained that they were archaeologists who were trying to dig up their past history. In their efforts, they found rare jewels that became a power source for Aku, and he enslaved the dogs to mine them. They sought Jack's help to free them so that they could escape and continue excavating their lost glorious history.

Jack agreed to help. The group left the table pod, and the waitress hid somewhere. Before they departed for their ship, the dogs asked for their names.

"What do you call yourselves?" the monocle-wearing dog asked.

  "They call me Jack," Jack said.

SO cool. I loved this moment in the cartoon.

"I'm Hamza, and she is Observer," Hamza said nonchalantly, introducing himself and his companion.

Jack felt a little ashamed that he hadn't thanked them yet. Bowing his head, he spoke,

"Thank you for helping me. I cannot express my gratitude in words. I owe my life to you, Hamza, and Observer."

Hamza was geeking out a little at Jack's praise. It was something he never imagined would happen, but here he was, being thanked by  Samurai Jack.

"No worries. We thought you needed help, so we helped," Hamza said, peeking around for the waitress. he saw the lingering shadow and a small grin etched on his face as he was right on the money. 

"You even healed my eye and hand. Have you learned magic?" Jack asked, curious about Hamza's abilities.

Observer had a smirk on her face as she looked at Hamza having fun. It was a smug look as if she were taunting him about how he had been complaining about the journey and was now enjoying it. Hamza could guess what she was thinking. They had that kind of chemistry.

Hamza grinned and said, "It's not magic, just some basic first-aid skills. Observer here is the real sorcerer"

"I'll explain everything to you, Jack. Why don't we go with the dogs with us? We would like to tag along if you don't mind." Hamza motioned towards the dogs waiting nearby.

"Sure, sounds good," replied Jack.

"Hey guys, I need to use the bathroom. I'll be back in five minutes. Don't leave without me, okay?" Hamza said as they walked towards the starship port.

"We'll wait for you at the backport," the monocle dog replied.

Observer grabbed Hamza's shirt. "What are you up to?"

Hamza explained that he just needed to take care of something quickly. After a brief conversation

"Okay, but don't get lost. I'll be waiting."

The group continued towards the starship port, with Hamza breaking off to take care of his business. As he walked away, his face contorted into a terrifying expression, giving off the vibe of a true villain.

Meanwhile, Jack and Observer walked with the dogs. Jack, still adjusting to being around humans, tried to start a conversation.

"I've only seen humans such as you since arriving here. How did you end up here?" he asked politely, keeping a respectful distance from Observer.

As they left the bar, Observer couldn't help but think of something that would really annoy Hamza.

Meanwhile, a three-eyed waitress saw them exit and promptly informed her employer that she needed a break. With a stern expression, the waitress left the bar through the backdoor while wearing a black hood. Unbeknownst to her, Hamza was following her from a distance. He slowly approached her as he passed through a quiet street filled with screens displaying ads featuring Aku.

The hooded figure noticed Hamza and quickly attacked him with a dagger. The sound of metal clashing echoed through the empty street as the two faced off.

"Howdy," Hamza grinned.

  "I came to dispose of trash. You will make my life hard if i keep you alive"

The hooded figure tried to flee, but Hamza was too quick. He deftly parried her attack, and with a flick of his wrist, flung her backwards. The hooded figure stumbled and fell to the ground, gasping for air. She knew she couldn't win, but still, she tried to crawl away.

Hamza advanced towards her, mechanical sword in hand. His eyes were cold and calculating,

  "To think I had to spend damn GP points on one of my abilities," he sneered.

  "But it's better to dispose of you now than have you become a problem later. Such a pain in the ass."

The hooded figure looked up at him, fear in her eyes, but before she could say a word, Hamza threw his mechanical sword at her with all his might. The blade whistled through the air and sliced into her stomach with a sickening

WHOOSH

Blood gushed from the wound, and the hooded figure screamed in agony. Hamza slowly walked towards her. He raised his sword, ready to strike the final blow. But before he could, the hooded figure suddenly lunged at him with a dagger.

The two clashed, the sound of metal clashing echoing through the empty streets. Hamza was quick to react, parrying her attack with ease. With a swift motion, he flung her backwards again, leaving her gasping for air on the ground.

  "…."

He approached her slowly, his eyes burning with contempt and disgust. With a flick of his wrist, he slashed her mouth from the jawline upwards, leaving her head hanging lifelessly from her neck.

Hamza stood there for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest. He looked down at his hands, covered in the green blood of his victim. He couldn't believe what he had just done, and yet he felt a strange sense of satisfaction. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, wiping the blood off his hands as best he could.

He couldn't afford to let his emotions get the best of him now, not when there was still so much at stake.

  "Dammit,"

he muttered under his breath, his voice laced with anger and frustration. He knew that he had let his emotions get the better of him, and he was angry at himself for it. Finally, he managed to calm himself down, taking a few deep breaths and steadying his nerves. He knew that he needed to get back to the group before they started to worry about him.

"Now, let's hurry back,"

he said to himself, before turning and running back towards the ship port where the others were waiting. He didn't want to think about what had just happened, didn't want to dwell on the violence and bloodshed. All he wanted now was to get as far away from that place as possible and put this whole mess behind him.