Touch-tone Telephone

He pressed the plastic black phone to his ear. The coldness of the plastic embraced his ear as though a lost lover, never leaving. Not only was it spreading to his ear but also the hand that carried the phone itself. His palm turned cold, whatever warmth of life that it once held now flees in terror of the phone. Leaving in place the frigid cold. Soon the voiced talk.

"Hello? Hello!" said the voice on the phone. It sound deep and pleasant to Titania's ear, one can obviously tell that the person on the other side of the line was a male. Regardless of who it was he was still surprised that someone would call him, especially after he just got here in this new world and made no friends so far.

"Hi? umm... who the fuck is this?" He asked in to the receiver of the phone. He knew that he new to this world but he would be dumb enough to trust the first person that he meets or is nice to him. Anyone that does that probably has mommy, daddy, or trust issues and need to go to therapy.

"Ah! Very direct to the point. Love it! Love it! My name is Lithale." He responded with so much energy, like a fanatic meeting their idol the first time and they look at them. He turned call when he stated his name as though he wanted to make sure that Titania knew what it was.

"Hello Lithale, who are you?" Titania asked in a tone that was polite enough to sound nice but not enough to sound a like a pushover.

"Well Titania, yes I know your name, I am a third party viewer you can say. No, I am not responsible for transmigrating you, well partially I am but lets not get into it. Anyway I have taken great interest in you."

"Well... Thank you for taking interest in me?" Titania said hesitantly. What Lithale just said can be taken in way too many ways. But he didn't think about it too much, "But I know that wouldn't be enough to warrant a call just to tell me that."

"Ahh, you're much smarter than the previous transmigrators that I have worked for in the past. They were either too prideful, praising themselves for granting an audience with me or pussies and shit their pants." He said calmly as though a scientist watching his experiment through a protective glass.

"While she doesn't know that I am watching you, nor do I think that it matters. I think I should do something for you." Lithale continued talking switching the subject slightly. His tone changed, he sounded like a king that was rewarding his champion for saving the princess of the kingdom. He then let out a sigh of focus, "Let's see what she gave you. Hm... Wait, doesn't that violate rule 34... Oh that how she got way with it. Very creative of her."

Lithale paused for a moment and so did Titania. They didn't speak. Titania glanced at the base of the phone, he felt warmth growing from it and saw sparks coming out of it every now and then. It protested the call that Titania was taking. From the receiver Titania could hear the typing of keys periodically at first then replaced by the flipping of pages and the slamming of books on a wooden table.

"Ahh, I know exactly what to give you!" Lithale said in an almost sultry, rewarding tone. "I think you will like it very much." The phone in Titania's hand started to heat up, slowly warming his once cold hand.

"At what cost?" Titania said clearly, barren of any emotion. He didn't want for there to be any mistranslation with what he is saying, no hidden secrets or clauses, "Nothing comes for free."

"You don't know what I am going to give you and yet you ask for the cost of it. Very capitalist of you." Lithale said, praising him once again. He let out a chuckle of surprise, "I get the next transmigration. Don't worry I will be gentle with you. I know you like it soft, not hard like the rest of the boys."

Titania ignored the last bit of what he said, rolling his eyes to the back of his skull, "Can I still do whatever I want?" Titania asked. He heard a sigh on the other side, "Naturally, you will be able to I won't control you, but you might look different, that's all."

"Deal," Titania said quickly.

"I hope what you like with what I gave you, "Lithale said warmly, Titania felt as though he was smiling on the other side, "Good doing business with you."

The phone made a loud sparking sound and the phone call was cut.

When the phone call ended he held the phone in front of him as though it caused the problem. Many thoughts ran through his head.

"Who was that?" was a common question plaguing his mind. He doesn't know anyone in the world to warrant a call, well know he does know someone but he doubts that it is someone even on this world, hell universe even.

Titania then put the phone back on the damaged pedestal. He then felt his stomach lurch and sprinted towards the bathroom.

He was done puking out his guts, his stomach was empty. When he cleaned himself of the vomit and bile, he was beginning to notice that his skin was started to turn red and began flaking off. He scratched at it to soothe it but only made it worse and kept scratching his arm in false hope of relief.

It was a horrible cycle that took a lot of willpower to break. He quickly went back to bed and pressed himself against the cool sheets and pillows.

He was driven practically insane from the pain. No, it was painful like when you are cut but rather agitating. Similar to the feeling of hovering your hand over a fire, you would feel the blasting heat but not burned. Not painful but rather irritating.

While pressing his body into the sheets slowly he got a system notification.

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Warning! Interference detected from WSCA?LSP9 (ALIAS: LITHALE)!

Infection maturity period has shortened! 2 day -> 3 hours

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After reading this message from the system. His skin started to burn and his stomach started to do flips.

In this agony Titania could hear alarms and sirens blaring loudly. This startled him from his pain for a moment. Soon after he heard his door shut loudly, with locks cementing it into the wall.