Hey guys!
Fun fact, in the original story James was basically an expy of Sukuna. I had him be able to transform into his body, use his cured technique, hell, I even gave that guy the Ten Shadows. Thinking back on it, it was pretty lame that I went that route when the story was about a gacha, like literally, it was named Reincarnated in Hazbin Hotel with the Interdimensional Gacha System!
I fucking sucked, dude.
Enjoy the show!
The soul.
In almost all forms of media, the soul is a metaphysical concept that could mean a lot of things. Sometimes it's the culmination of your being, sometimes it's the energy used to make supernatural things happen, sometimes it's the thing that actually makes your body move and think instead of your brain.
What all of these interpretations have in common, however, is the fact that the soul is vital to everything with it, and that makes me want to find it more and more.
As I lay in the bed with Niffty, darkness surrounding the both of us, I can't help but focus in on my cursed energy since I couldn't sleep. A black flash is supposed to give you a much deeper understanding of cursed energy on the first while increasing your efficiency and making you reach 120% of your potential on any other subsequent flashes.
In Jujutsu Kaisen, Nanami could subconsciously reinforce his soul with cursed energy to resist attacks to it when a year prior he hit 4 whole black flashes in a row. Granted, he wasn't aware of it, nor could he stop the attacks but I had an advantage over him.
I was aware of my soul.
I had proof that it existed, my stand just being a representation of it. If I were to somehow use my mental state after the black flash and my awareness of my soul, I'm sure that not only could I see and interact with my own, but I could also do so with others. I mean, Mojito got a whole new form like 3 black flashes…Granted, he had a whole technique about souls, but that's besides the point!
Hell, maybe I could even start to see souls and break deals. I really didn't want to own people and be a slavemaster if I could help it. Y'know what? Speaking of it, how did that even happen? I didn't make a deal with one person, let alone 10 somehow. Was it a result of my 'legend' or whatever?
Man, I dunno, I'll figure it out after I try this out.
I take out ripper mode from my ability slots and instead put armament haki in there. Considering that haki is just soul/willpower manifested, this could definitely become a huge boon on my little journey and learning experience.
I carefully try to slide out of Niffty's grasp, slowly lifting her arms off of me and basically slithering my way out of bed. Y'know, I wonder just what she's dreaming about, I mean, she has that big-ass smile on her face, so it must be good.
***NIFFTY'S DREAM***
Unfortunately, this is too graphic in its sexual nature to show or even have audio of. All you need to know is that a lot of things are going inside of holes and she is not the only woman getting things in their holes…
***NIFFTY'S DREAM***
Meh, it's none of my business. Hell, maybe I'll ask her if I can use my incubus powers to enter her dreams sometimes, but right now I got more important fish to fry. After I slithered out of bed, I took a seat on the floor, sitting in a stereotypical lotus position. I low-key feel like a cultivator for the Great Heavenly Dragon sect right now.
KOWTOW TO THIS YOUNG MASTER AT THIS SECOND, AND I MIGHT LEAVE YOU WITH YOUR ARMS AND LEGS AFTER I CRIPPLE YOUR PATHETIC DANTIAN!!!!!!!
…Was that tuff?
[Hell no]
Ignoring my hating-ass system, I close my eyes, focusing my armament haki on as much on myself as I could. Thanks to my stand and its synchronization with my haki, I was able to achieve an off-brand version of full-body haki. I'm not gonna be Rayleigh or anything, but it's still a pretty cool boon I have.
After that, I coax my stand out. B2A already resides inside of me, but I make it come out just enough for its arm to fully cover my right one. Right now, I basically have 2 versions of my soul coating at least one part of my body, so if this isn't enough, then I honestly don't know what is.
I make myself go deeper, focusing as much as I can at what's inside of me. At first, it was just nothing and after like 20 minutes, I thought that this was just a fool's errand since I was already getting a little tired, yet, amidst that, I felt it.
It was barely there, barely a flicker, but I still felt it… my soul. After that it was easier to sense, but I could only barely see it, like it was only on the edge of my perception before I couldn't see it any longer. If I had to put it into words it's like attempting to see a whole new color, something basically impossible.
So I went deeper…And deeper… And deeper… And–
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1x Gold ticket: Find, and be aware of your own soul]
…What? Wait a minute, did I just fall asleep while meditating? God damn–
[Hanma]
|Rare Trait|
Baki - You are a Hanma, you are incredibly genetically gifted, possessing increased resistance to poisons and your physical stats grow way faster. In addition, you have so much testosterone in you, any other men may as well be a girl in comparison. Your talent in martial arts is also greatly increased. If you are female the same effects apply without the testosterone, you are just a genetically gifted freak.
…Okay, I have some things to say.
Firstly, being aware of your own soul feels…Weird. The best way I could describe it would probably be like finding headphones or a remote after searching for them for like an hour and they're in an obvious spot.
Of course it was there, y'know? But you didn't even know it was there until you looked and now that you have it now, it seems so obvious in hindsight. That was the closest feeling that I can describe what I feel about my soul right now.
I can actually feel it inside of me, almost like a protective layer of film over a TV or aluminum foil over leftovers. I don't think I can manipulate it at all or even do anything with it like my haki or stand, but just knowing that it's there makes me so much more assured for some reason.
Like no matter what, it's still me.
And secondly, APPLE FRITTERS, BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Truthfully, I haven't watched Baki in a bit, so I don't really know the extent of being a Hanma, but from what I remember, they're cracked as all hell. Genuinely just genetic mutations of people that are somehow bred for fighting, kinda like those Kure guys from Kengan Asura I think.
To be honest, I just hope that I don't inherit any of Yujiro's traits. I don't wanna be some fight-addicted rapist who's the baby-daddy of 8 kids, that'd suck! Besides, I already had the thought that whatever made me hard was a woman, now this just confirmed it.
I felt genuinely amazing, sitting up from my spot on the floor and attempting to do a handstand. I wobbled a bit, but eventually got it down pat, enough so that I could actually "walk" around the room on my hands, though I did it very quietly so as to not wake Nffty up. For some reason (probably the Hanma blood) I had this strange urge to go and train.
Now I could just walk regularly down the stairs and work-out in the lobby, y'know, like a normal person…
But that's how losers think!
I walked on my hands all the way to the door-knob, pondering to myself how I'm gonna actually open the damn thing before an idea struck me like lightning. I'll just use my feet to open the door!
It took a little while (about 15 minutes) but after all of that concentration and a renewed dexterity in my toes, I finally jiggled open the door and closed it behind myself as I "walked" out. Out of nothing but sheer love of the game, I even decided to make it a little harder for myself, deciding to swap out armament haki for crystal caesar and make a small crystal blindfold to limit myself.
I'm low-key the black version of Gojo.
Anyway, thanks to my Newtype trait, it's not that much of a problem to "walk" down the halls. I almost got to the end of the halls before I sensed someone that was about to come out of the room to my right.
At first I thought it was Daki, considering that she's somewhere in the hotel, I just thought she woke up early. "What's going on, Dak–" But when I took away the crystal on my eyes, I realized that no, it was not Daki.
In fact, it was actually Angel Dust. The blood on his face and head seemed to have gone away along with his symptoms considering the fact that he seemed to be walking around fine and dandy.
He seemed to be wearing nothing but a simple dark-red robe along with some makeup, however, the only reason I could tell he was wearing makeup was because of the black tearmarks running down his face that looked like he had hurriedly wiped away before walking out.
"Well…This might be a bad time to introduce myself." I said, popping up from my hand stand and just doing a regular stand. It's honestly dumbfounding how both Charlie and this guy tower over me. Seriously, am I the short one?
No, they're just genetic freaks. Lebron is 41, instead of being in hell and making me feel bad about myself, they should be on the court or something. "Please don't freak out." I say plainly before activating my Overlord armor. In a flash, the armor covers me and his face turns into one of recognition.
"Yes, THE Roaring Knight has brought you into a sanctum. Rejoice, mere spider-mortal." I say haughty, even putting a hand near my face and letting out a chuckle like some kind of spoiled noble brat from a Japanese novel. "Praise me, love me, accept me as your new…Well God is a little overdone, but I'll accept deity, handsome, very tall and very rich."
He was silent for a moment, no doubt wondering why the hell he's in the same hotel as a known superhero and very tall man, but I could give him some time. "Did ya change your mind on that blowie I offered when we first met?"
…Nigga, what?
"The…The answer is still no." I say, dropping the haughty tone. "Anyway, I know it may seem bad since in the literal definition of the word, you were kinda kidnapped, but it was for a good cause."
"And just what is that?"
"You would've been blown up, and not in the way your line of work imagines." I say, slotting in clay bombs in my second ability slot, making a small bug explode in my hand. "I blew up Vee's tower and since you were in there, you definitely would've gotten killed." I state casually, rubbing my hands together before turning the armor off.
He seemed to cycle through a range of emotions: rage, relief, nervousness, fear, but eventually settled on confusion. "But…You didn't save me, I was saved by some weird bear things."
"By bear things do you mean…" I put a hand behind my back, summoning Monokuma and holding him in front of Angel's face. "This bear thing in particular?"
"Upupupupupu, don't give all the credit to me, knight, my cute little cubs were there too." Monokuma says as a puff of smoke fills the hallways and the 5 Monokubs appear. Y'know, I thought they were all a hive-mind of sorts, but I suppose Monokuma can just make different versions of himself with the cloning stuff.
"I…Can you excuse me for a moment?" He asked, not waiting for an answer before retreating back into the room.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
After about a solid minute of this, he eventually comes out of the room. "Alright, I'm fine. Show me around the place, short, dark, and handsome." He said with a, for lack of better words, downright slutty smile.
Wait, what the hell, how did he just switch up like that? And why's he coming onto me?
1x Silver ticket: Make THE Angel Dust break character!
[Comforting Presence]
|Rare Trait|
Your presence is a very comforting one; those who encounter you might feel like they just came home. This also makes you feel very trustworthy. People are more likely to confide in you and feel less threatened by you. Comforting people in distress also comes naturally to you. Does not work on people with a strong negative opinion of you.
I…Guess I better roll with it…
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THE END
I dunno if I would count this chapter as filler or not. Although no fighting really happens, James is still developing and training. I dunno y'all decide.
Also, for all of you horny ass niggas, don't worry about a thing. Within the next 10 chapters I can confirm that there'll be a sex scene for you to stroke off or flick off…Damn, I'm a virgin.
Ok bbbyyyyeeeee!