Fight. Level. Survive.

Given the nature of several documented Chaos abilities, it is widely believed that the universe we live in is not the only one.

There have been cases where a person would gain an ability that would let them travel to these other universes, but in every case on record, the Individual with the ability soon stopped coming back. Whether this is because they couldn’t or didn’t want to come back is unknown.

What is known is that many of these other places have different Magics, different kinds of people and different Monsters. The last is most significant as Monsters tend to be taken from other worlds and bought here through ACT’s. Some of these other places must be horrible indeed if these are the types of Monsters that roam freely.

In further chapters, we will explore the Multiversal theory of Monster displacement and explore whether Multiversal travel through rituals might one day be possible.

Excerpt from ‘Multiversal Theory’ Page 2

Chapter 42 - A Bucket of Sunshine and Daisies

“Ah, the Umlillo Forest, where it all began. This is where I first appeared in the world.” Mason announced as he and his new ‘friend’ entered the forest.

“Oh wow, how fascinating.” The man said, obviously bored.

“You know, you could try to be less of an asshole!”

“Yeah, and you could try not to summon random people while they’re just minding their own business… I didn’t even know I could be summoned! What’s up with that?!”

The man was tall, had a well-defined jawline and spoke with an over-the-top British accent, almost as if he was trying to badly imitate someone he’d seen in a film. When he first appeared, Mason had thought he might have come from Earth, but after using Identify, he found that pretty unlikely.

Alan Slackering - Level 23 Human (Mostly)

Alan is a Human who was sent to his world’s version of Hell while still alive by mistake. For the last few months, he has been trying to kill as many low-level demons as he can in order to gain their power and make it to the lowest level of Hell, where there is a rumoured way out back to the world of the living. He was summoned just as he was about to get some rest after a long demon-slaying day.

“I already told you! It’s random! I used an ability, and you appeared. I’m sorry if I interrupted something! If I knew you’d be so fucking whiny, I wouldn’t have bothered.”

The man rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed with Mason's excuse. "Look, I’m sorry, I haven’t been around people in a long while. I don't know who you are or what you want from me. So can we just cut the small talk and get to the point?"

Mason sighed, realising that he wasn't going to win any favours with his attitude. "Alright, fine. The reason I summoned you here is that I need your help."

"My help? With what?"

“Im hunting a Monster; I’ve been wandering around for hours, my tracking skill has picked up nothing, and my summoning was the last thing I was going to try before just going home. I don’t suppose you know anything about tracking Monsters, do you?”

The man looked thoughtful, “Ok, fine, My name is Alan, and since I have no other choice, I will try and help you. What kind of Monster are you hunting?”

Mason muttered something under his breath.

“I didn’t quite hear that, mate. Speak up?”

“Im hunting a Unicorn, okay?!” Mason blurted out, annoyed. “I know how it sounds, but dumb, the fucking thing is really good at hiding! I’m sure I’ve seen it in the corner of my eye a few times, but-“

Mason trailed off as he saw the look on Alan’s face. His eyes were wide, and his whole demeanour had changed to radiate fear and suspicion.

“Fuck,” He started pacing, worriedly muttering to himself until he turned to Mason and said, “Okay, you said you thought you saw it? How long ago? Why do you look so calm? You have no idea how fucked you are, do you? If these Unicorns are anything like they are in Hell, then we’re both fucked.”

“Um, I thought I saw it just before I summoned you… Err, so you really were in Hell? What were the Unicorns like there?

Alan stared at him before answering, “They’re some of the worst things I’ve come across. They look like stereotypical Unicorns, all love and kindness, but once you get closer, the illusion breaks, and you see them for what they really are.”

By this point, Mason was seriously doubting the man’s sanity but asked, “Okay, so? What are they really?“

“They’re-“ Before he could continue, his eyes focused on something behind Mason. Spinning, Mason saw it for the first time. He turned back to look at Alan, “It’s just a fucking horny horse, dude. Relax.”

Mason took a step towards the Unicorn, who was staring at them curiously. A hand grabbed his shoulder, “Look at it, really look at it. Try and look past its illusion and really see it.”

Mason shook off the hand and turned back to look at the Unicorn. He looked at it for a full minute before he started to notice something off about the creature.

The first time he had looked at it, it had been pure white. Now it was a pinkish colour. Its pure black eyes seemed to draw in his eyes, so no matter where on the creature he looked, he always found himself back to staring into its soulless eyes.

Something changed, He got a notification, and the air around the creature began to flicker.

New Skill unlocked - Mental Resistance

Mental Resistance - Your body is a fortress, and your mind the drawbridge.

Passive Effect - You are now far more likely to see through Illusion magic and resist mental manipulation.

A trickle of memories entered Mason’s brain. Most were to do with the Unicorn, but a few others he would need to seriously go over later. He remembered what the books had actually said about Unicorns. One in particular warned of the Unicorn’s most esoteric abilities. With his enhanced Intelligence, he could now remember it perfectly.

While most people will gloss over this segment of the page, I believe it is still of great importance that it is included.

The Unicorns have a wide-reaching mental effect ability, which will make anything written or spoken about them be glossed over or forgotten unless it feeds into the false image they project of themselves. Certain people, like myself, who have been gifted with mental resistance Chaos Abilities will be able to read and remember this, so please, please know Unicorns are not all sunshine and rainbows. They are awful, horrid creatures who take pleasure in ripping the flesh off of people. They are vegetarians by necessity, so they do this not to survive but to play.

“Well, Alan, I think you might be right about our friend here. Just out of curiosity, did you happen to pick up a way to kill Unicorns in Hell?”

“Um, no… I always avoided them or ran like fuck.”

Quest Received! Run like fuck?

Quest Objective - You have encountered a Unicorn. These guys are no fun at all, you could either run or fight. It’s totally up to you, but honestly, your agility is piss poor, and you’ll never manage to get away from it, so you might as well fight.

Reward - Idk. You can use its horn as a wand or some shit. Just fucking go kill it.

Accept? Y/N

Accepting the prompt, he looked back at the Unicorn. The flickering had stopped. What he saw was an abomination. It was covered in matted fur that was no longer white but a dirty grey. Its eyes had gone from pure black to glowing red. It seemed to smile at him with a menacing grin filled with razor-sharp teeth. .

Mason took a step back, feeling his heart racing in his chest. This was not at all the beautiful, majestic creature he had been expecting. This was something else entirely.

The moment the illusion had fully broken, the ring on his finger began to vibrate violently before stopping suddenly.

The Unicorn let out a low, menacing growl. Mason could feel his palms start to sweat, and he began to regret ever taking this contract. All he had wanted was something easy, so he could level up and get a new ability. Was that really too much to ask?

The atrocity of a Unicorn slowly walked over. When it got close enough, it barred its teeth as either a threat or an awfully disturbing smile.

“Well,” Mason said, “ain’t you just a bucket of sunshine and daisies?”

The Unicorn reared up on its hind legs. A cut appeared running down its body. It oozed a black tar-like substance.

Sarcastic Prick (Advanced) successful. Critical damage inflicted upon ‘Unicorn Level 27.’

A red bar appeared above the Unicorn, showing about a quarter of the bar empty.

“What the fuck was that?!” Alan shouted as he dove back, avoiding the creature’s kick.

“Just another ability of mine. There’s a chance I do damage anytime I’m sarcastic.”

“Fucking Hell, man, the best I’ve gotten so far is this.” Alan pulled a gun out of the air and shot the Unicorn several times. Each bullet that hit caused a mini explosion, leaving tiny holes in the creature’s body. The holes closed up far quicker than Mason would have liked. Fucking hell, did all Monsters have regeneration, or was he just really unlucky?

Mason was going to reply that Alan’s attack was actually pretty fucking cool, but before he could, the Unicorn lowered his head. For a moment, Its horn glowed before shooting out of its head at an impossible speed, piercing through the Basilisk armour and sinking deep into Mason’s stomach.

Mason doubled over in pain. Alan stepped in front of him, shielding him from any further attacks. Continuing to shoot the unicorn with an endless barrage of bullets.

With both hands, Mason grabbed the foot-long horn currently embedded in his torso and began to pull. He stopped when the horn suddenly flared with heat, burning his hands and insides. Closing his eyes, he grabbed the horn again, fought through the pain, and with a sickening squelch, managed to pull it out. He groaned in agony, blood oozing out of the wound.

“Are you gonna be okay?” Alan asked in between firing at the horrific horny bastard of a Unicorn.

In reply, Mason spat out some blood.

He groaned again as he forced a healing potion down his throat, then sighed as he felt the rush of it taking effect.

Standing up, he announced, “Okay, now I’m pissed! Nobody penetrates me without my consent.”