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How do I stop being a fish.

Coming to, in a pet shop, inside of a glass fish tank, is not the ideal way to wake up on a Saturday. Of course, I’m not that unlucky, as to not know my situation, because I have this lovely thing right here, telling me what to do. [Emergency quest!: Reincarnation and fishes, You get the jest of it, you’re a fish, now get the hell out of there! Reward:??? Penalty: Death(cause of death will be neglect)] Ah, what a nice Saturday... Fuck.

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Dream…?

"Come on —————!"

As I come to, I find that I'm not face first in the ground like I should be…

Instead… I see that I'm… on land? Walking… like a human?

Rather… I'm not moving but…

I'm watching from someone else's perspective… someone that's not me…?

The person continues to walk, following a considerably tall, black haired woman.

From the glimpses and glances I've gotten of the surroundings… the person is in a seaside city.

It's rather busy, lots of people coming and going. More noticeably though is the exotic features some of them hold…

While some people look like they would on earth… some also have strange hair and eye colors. And they're wearing a mix between modern clothes and some sort of fantasy adventurers gear…

As the person continues to walk through the street of the city, I can't help but notice how short they are compared to the people around them.

They're either a tall kid or a short teen, while most of the people around are of average or more adult height…

Eventually, after watching them walk through various streets and round various corners, walking by many shops and other buildings, the woman the person is following finally stops, sitting on a slightly secluded bench on a sparsely populated street.

Sitting down, the woman finally turns back to the person, showing them her face.

Now that I get a better look at her… she's quite something.

The woman, whose wearing a simple black sundress, has waist length raven black hair, with sharp red eyes. And although barely noticeable, I can make out her sharp, shark like teeth, as well as a long snake like tongue.

Managing to pull away from her beautifully menacing yet cute face, I also take note of how… nice her body is…

Yet before I can think anything to lewd, everything fades away…

Now finding myself in a black space, the only things left behind are the woman and the bench.

The woman than looks at me, gives me a small smile and…

"Don't take too long, dear!"

Then with some last words, and a feeling of great warmth, everything faded

—- —- —-

As I come to, I find myself face first in the ground.

Waking up fully, I reorient myself before spitting out a mouthful of sand.

A slight thought slips through my mind…

'Am I forgetting something…? I feel like something happened… probably just a dream.'

And just like that, I move on, hopping that I didn't forget something too important.

With a quick look over my body, I confirm nothings out of place.

'Big man! Anything new?'

[YEAH!

You leveled up from level ELEVEN! To level FOURTEEN!]

Frowning slightly at the low xp count despite being skewered, I shrug it off, hopping I didn't get ripped off.

Finally, glancing at my surroundings, I notice how some of the clearing has been cleaned up, as if it regenerated when I was out cold.

Ignoring it for now I make my way over to the child sized trunk in the middle of the clearing.

I inspect the trunk, trying to figure out how to open it.

Yet instead… I just end up glaring at the golden latch, keeping it shut…

'Well I guess it wouldn't hurt if-

*SHING*

With just a thought, a sharp blade of water was sent out from near me, slicing the latch in two…

And also the rest of the trunk.

*SLIDE*

Erm, Ah, well anyways…

This…

Is a cross?

Inside the box is a large cross, roughly the size of a 13 year old girl. It's white with a grey lining, with the image of a cross on its midsection.

It looks to be about 2 water bottles on their side on top of each other thick.

Of course, if I were someone else I might've thought this was a normal cross but this…

Actually, I'm not to sure what it is…

Getting closer to inspect it, I can't find anything till…

I bump my… nose (?) On it, causing a sharp pain in my nose (?).

Drawing back from it quickly, I barely notice the small spike protruding from its body before it withdraws.

After a few moments of wait, it finally does something.

With a bright and sudden white light, the cross… disappears?

Only before I can't start to search for the cross, a sudden notification comes into my view.

[ CROSS GAINED!

The CROSS is a…

An auto-gun that automatically fires homing silver bullets once deployed!

The CROSS has been bound to you through a non-material connection, allowing you to deploy it at will!]

Huh, now that I think about it… this really does sound quite familiar but…

An auto gun!?

Why would someone make an auto gun that looks like a cross?

It's so… absurd! Yet… I can't help but appreciate the design…

Gah! Whatever… this thing is probably going to be quite useful…

Finally calming myself down about the cross shaped auto gun I shift my attention over to the recently opened path near the edge of the clearing.

Shrugging to myself, internally asking why not, I start to move toward the next part of the dungeon

—- —- —-

Ok hey hey hey, it's me.

Actually I want to say sorry. Although speaking truthfully this is more for myself than any of you losers~. Well anyways, sorry about the last chapter, I don't know if any of you noticed but it was rather poorly written, as well as the fact that the new power was very shallow. Anyway, by the next time I write in 'fractured serenade' I'll have all the details fleshed out!

About the dream part of the chapter…

Yes, the dream woman is the mcs waifu…

Well that's all I'll say, the main reason I wrote that is because if I didn't I'd have a low word co-

Because I wanted to make it more… mysterious?!?

Uhm…

I also wanted to talk about the MCs personality…

It won't really show till she gains her humanoid evolution but…

I'm thinking of giving her a quiet yet bold personality.

She won't talk much, yet she also won't really give a shit I suppose, although…

I also sort of wrote a character similar to this before and I'm a bit reluctant to do it again…

Of course I could drop the bold part and write her as quiet and shy…

I just prefer not to have a 'normal' or talkative MC since it's easier for me to write them as a quieter person…

I think that's all…

Well actually…

Gg on 15k words… to me?

I don't know, I don't think I could've got here without you all~!

Also, a big fuck you to all the losers who write spam chapters to reach word count, you guys are total scumbags!

I mean really… every time I read a story that does that it's either crap or gets dropped so I don't mind much but it still pisses me off. I mean cmon, just do the work like everyone else :|

Although I guess someone could be pissed off by the fact that I push most of chapters past 1k words by writing these long ass author notes…

Ah ok, enough ranting…

That's~

All~