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Anamnesis: Queen of the Apocalypse

"The world is your lemonade, within your lemon veins, and your heart's a lemon grenade." Awakened to the future where humanity is a rare flower amongst many bioengineered demi-human developed by an underground civilization, in order to survive the calamity brought by none other than the above. Ironically, an Angel was supposed to be a sign of hope and purity, not brutal massacre and destruction. It starts with a feeble soul being chosen by two shady entities who speak nonsense and then brought to the body of woman with a weird name. Lacking any proper knowledge and common sense of the new world, it's the time to learn how to do spells and formation! People deem magic as a superstition of false input to the human brain, but here? Magic is a scientific phenomenon that was made into reality by one of the noble pantheons, giving the rebels of fate a chance to send a gigantic middle-finger sharp clear to the sky. Using the Mana Sea within one's body, they can develop a path to glory and immortality to usurp the throne we call life. Expand the miniature realm of your mana depository to research Technique's Core, Magic Virus Factory, Golden Orb, and many other powerful discoveries within hidden realms with great secrets to uncover! But magic alone is not enough, you need to gather allies, develop your own blade, and enrich your dopamine in the face of danger. So rejoice, as the only way to survive this heinous world is to adapt to the spontaneous Calamity and the future danger for thee who's wise in the way of destruction. To survive this ride, this heaven, this hell, this neverending vagabond— This Anamnesis. — The one of a kind Second-Person Pov, ready to give you a seat to an action packed and emotional rollercoaster. A brand new experience, to a colorful memory. Become Long Leggy, and venture the broken world with no clear information given, with some slick reference and comedy thrown along the way. The cover belongs to its rightful owner, the sauce is in "General Info." — Unused to read second person pov and still reluctant? Read "Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses"

Yokoyokai · Fantasia
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99 Chs

A Nice Chaos [Kolme]

'So many earthquakes, I wonder if those two are fine, they're definitely fine, right? They're mighty Primordial after all, RIGHT!? I can only sense the fearsome mana being used at a high amount, their position doesn't change much as well. I think I remember clearly that I commanded them to keep the Calamity away from the crater… DON'T TELL ME THAT THEY WANT TO SUBJUGATE THAT THING!?'

With every second passing, Ratatoskr's soul moves 2 inches away from her body. Nonetheless, it didn't distract the extraction process. The malignant energy residing within the artifact caused by a long time preservation within the vicinity of a void spawns, which means that there is a void gate somewhere within this vicinity. The question of why, who's the creator, and how the Artifact came to be is still a mystery.

Then again, a prolonged activity within the proximity of a void gate will cause the high-ranked Calamities to rise from the unknown realm, and an S-rank Divine Banquet will occur!

"Extraction complete!" shouts Ratatoskr to every ears of the mission participants while carrying the columnar artifact on her shoulder. "Woez! Keep the sky clean for our transport to come! Blast, support! Obrez, clear the area!"

The Aiseirighian blasted away most of the low ranking Calamities with his gun, constantly switching firearms in the midst of reloading with magical shells. The one man army of defenders has been doing his job just fine until a chain reaction of collateral destruction appears within the sense of his eyes and ears, grumbling earth and rising sands smoke from afar.

Obrez can only watch the vague abomination slowly getting bigger on his view as he shoots the packs of Calamities without batting an eye. "Ratatoskr, what in the cyka is that!?"

"Lafalz, the sky is clear, retrieve us now!—holy moose! That is big!!" A realization then comes to mind. "WAIT! WHY IS IT APPROACHING!? WHY DIDN'T I SENSE IT!?"

Ratatoskr immediately shifts the communication channel into the two primordials. With a sour feeling, she tone down her voice to ask them gently of what is happening, "My dear teammates, may I ask, why is the Yaksa Raja approaching?"

A raspy yet intimidating sound is being received by the moose lady, "That is a present for the team, I-It's out of the box too soon."

Ratatoskr's stomach hurts, her blood is fading away from her face as a sour feeling overwhelms her tongue. 'Ah, so she wants to punish me after I sneakily cultivate the elemental essence she secrete. As if giving me a lesson directly isn't worth it, she wants me to know that she can do worse if she wanted to…! Wait, doesn't it mean that the lady is also giving me a chance to see if I can lead others and survive to gain her approval to be the leader!?'

The 'helicopter' arrives like a savior from above as rays of light shine down upon the dancing rotors. Lafalz on the cockpit window appears to be an angel in Ratatoskr's fiery eyes.

"All personnel! Retreat! The Artifact has been extracted!"

Woez immediately dashes from ruin to ruin in less than 5 seconds. Blast destroys the building he is on to launch him into the crater direction while racking his kill count, wiping the unknown spilled guts on his lenses in the air.

Usually the team tries to scavenge for some parts of Calamities but there are too many waves of beasts that is preventing them from doing so.

The objective is the artifact, and staying alive is the priority.

"Move! Move!"

The Calamity has reached the end of the crater. Suddenly the monster is slashed into pieces by strange liquid strings, more guts and blood coating the vehicle and all of the team members. Despite that, the rotors still spin with the fragments of muscle tissues flinging out like clothes on a fan.

One of the vampire sisters isolates most of the smithereens before the Calamity uses it to regenerate. Regressing in size, the small armored mole rat then leaps into the tiltrotor faster than a racing car.

Woez shoots a bullseye from the ramp, stopping the momentum of the Calamity and takes a chunk off its body. The undying armored rat clenches upon its hope for the last time, using every bit of the sun's energy to regenerate its small body and boost itself midair to the rest of the squad. The sun became a hot marble and Ratatoskr's soul almost left her body

Just as when it reaches the gaping ramp, Libera decapitates the mini Yaksa Raja's head and quickly stores the weak still-alive body into his space pocket. Together with the human-size head of Yaksa Raja, two fearsome individuals enter the transport, with blood and guts as their accessories.

Lafalz elevates the tiltrotor after confirming every operator inside. "Ascend!"

The ramp closes, leaving the area before it's overwhelmed by neverending waves of Calamities.

High beyond the cloud, the other members still wonder what was their aim for bringing the infamous Calamity together with them. Obrez is back on his seat to check on his firearms, Blast is the same with his alchemical machine.

They all saw the Primordials' pocket space before the dive, Woez who is at the entrance took a glimpse of the body part of Yaksa Raja being put into the crimson vampire's depository. She has taken an interest in the body part of the Calamity for putting more augmentation for her crossbow. In her mind, she is considering haggling the body part with the primordial if she can.

Meanwhile, Ratatoskr is struck in fear. She might have passed her imaginary test but something sinister was perceived by her only, what is their goal? Does she lack the leadership for them to follow her command? Most importantly—

In Ratatoskr's homeland, there is a tradition of planting a Calamity's decapitated head into the front home of someone they hate utterly, facing to the door so that the home owners can see the clear warning or message the perpetrator is trying to send, 'watch yourself, may your end be absent of sackcloth and dust'.

A rather proud—uhm, sinister smile widens on Pitka's face. The leader doesn't even realize the even real sinister grin that Libera exudes with a morbid aura around her craving for dominance. Ratatoskr is too preoccupied on planning her survival from the dread of the blue vampire.

Amidst all of this, Goyang is cleaning the leftovers after playing the Uno set given by Libera, to play with Lafalz inside the 'helicopter' on the wait.

“We’re gonna have to leave Goyang for adoption soon.” -TaffyCaster

“Metal way to send a death threat.” - Binocular

"I'm high." Yokoyokai

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