So I eat souls here? Neat! (Soul Eater)

After being led into a random world through a portal-thing, I hoped it wouldn't be Boku no Pico. Something about that name just gives me shivers down my handle, and I have a natural aversion to it. This place, though... It-

Oh, I probably have every part of my body, right? I could use having every part.

Clasps with eyes on them, check, blood vein wrappings which double as arms, check, mouth clasp, check, weirdly pronged support which double as feet, check, and my brain- wait, I don't have one!

Guess... this form is mine, forever, I guess? It's surely a lot better than having a form that actually needs to eat, procreate, and defecate. Ugh.

Well, now. Let's look around this town! I should decide a name for myself, shouldn't I? Eh, could do that later! Anyway, I smell something tasty! Don't have a nose though. Probably some type of entity-God magic or some shit that allows me to do so.

(___ means 3'rd person POV switch)

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"Why can't I be beautiful! why are YOU beautiful! YOUR BEAUTY SOULD BE MINE, MINE! YOU DON'T DESERVE BEAUTY! HYHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Sheesh, that person went cuckoo-crazy. I'm probably not that much better off, but eh, at least I'm not tryna' rip someone's face off."

Visible on a dimly lit street, a spindly and frankly pretty-looking woman in a thin dress with a small hat on was ripping off the face of the other, much prettier, woman that seemed well endowed.

Watching all of this, a grotesque staff was watching this, with its plus-shaped pupil flattening in contemplation.

Suddenly, using its dark-green semblance of a mouth and the four leg protrusions, it ran a few meters, tripped on an errant shoe, did a flip in panic, and bit off the throat of the spindly woman.

"..."

"Well, at least she's tasty. Didn't mean to do that, though. Now, uh... for the other dead body..."

The staff ate the entire body of the spindly woman, but didn't know what to do about the other, less appetizing woman.

It was at this time, the staff realized, it was a picky eater.

That, or that it was full for the time being.

So, it ripped off the hem and the "dress" part of the dress and wrapped it around the middle part of its body, just because it liked the shimmering blue color and that its middle looked empty, devoid of decorations.

It also took the corset, because reasons.

A neon-yellow crystal, small as a fine sand grain, developed between the four leg-like appendages.

Of course, that didn't leave the staff's notice.

"The fuck's this?"

Unfortunately, the staff couldn't grab the crystal grain with its arms. Blood vessels aren't made to stretch, after all.

It stretched its arms, which only made them snap back like rubber bands.

Maybe it could get someone in this world to remove the crystal when said crystal grows too big.

It then went on its way to get a wielder, as they could probably get the crystal out. Probably.

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"This place is so emptyyyy... and I'm bored too. Maybe I can put a song on? I think i have a DVD receiver for some reason under my eye."

Materializing a DVD of Quarantine Color Bars (actually exists), (note that the MC can only materialize music-related items by itself) the disc was slid into the receiver.

A short few seconds later, the music started.

"Vocaloid!"

swinging my body and twisting once in a while, I searched for my temporary wielder. Are they called meisters in this world? Maybe, since the influx of info that was sent includes that.

Hey, isn't that the guy that dies and becomes the 100'th soul for that soul-guy? Guess I should follow him, just in case.

Definitely not because he smells like rosewater and chocolate cake. nope.

Ok, maybe it's because of that.

Wait, I now smell premium caramels and honeyed ham... Why do I feel sad about the ham? Did someone make this for Original and died shortly after?

...

Whatever. I'll follow this scent trail and make this one my meister. This one smells fresh, while all the others are stale or mouldy-ish.

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The song ended a long while ago, while the staff was following the scent trail in silence. Soon enough, it came across a crying, young teenager-boy, with neatly cut dark red bangs covering his eyes, wearing dull-colored clothes and a vantablack coat crying in a dark alley.

"Ey, kid! Why're you cryin' o'er here for? Ya ran away or somethin'?"

The kid-teen, startled, stopped crying and hid behind a few errant crates.

"n-no..."

"Ya got abandoned or something?"

The teen-kid started crying, harder than before.

"shit. Well, uh, I can get you into a special place with tons a' friends! It's called..."

"The DWMA?"

"Kid, what happened? You don't sound too excited for it."

"I was rejected by my weapon..."

"Aw shit, kid, I can be your weapon! It's why I came ere' in the first place."

"W-what do you want for me to do?"\

Walking out from behind the crates, he trembled a little.

"Wear this every time we're not in battle"

Handing the young boy the corset that it plundered, the staff's eye seemed to sparkle, while the rectangular pupil became reptilian.

"If this is the only price, I'll pay it!"

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Being carried isn't so bad. Huh. Kinda helps that this kid smells like 'home', whatever that is. Actually, I haven't asked his name yet. Oops.

"What's your name, Kid?"

He stiffened up for a second. Huh. Does he not like his name?

"I-I've never had anyone ask for m-my name before, but my name's Branoon!"

"My name..."

Hmm. Guess it's time to choose one. Chimera? nah, too... unlike me. Amalgamation? Algamerai. That's a pretty good name.

"is Algamerai! Let's go fulfill your dreams! But first..."

"?"

I dismounted myself from Branoon's back, corset in blood vessel hand.

"I'm gonna put this on you."

"You're gonna put it on now!?!?"

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And so, mortified screams were heard all throughout the town, even to the battle between Jack and Soul with his partner Maka.

Fortunately for our main character, the duo did not follow the screams as they were busy hunting the absolute bombshell of a witch, in which Soul accidentally crashed into the bathtub with, causing comedy-filled accidents. They will all meet up soon enough!