Chapter 277: Reincarnation Domain
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Chapter 277: Reincarnation DomainChapter 277: Reincarnation Domain
Ray stares off into nothingness. Her glazed pink pupils look blank and unnerving as Nik keeps his cool, waiting for his strange partner's verdict.
'Fuck me,' Ray thinks internally. 'FUCK ME!'
'He lived through one of the Recruits' Graves. Not only that, it was an altered timeline! His rating's going to be off the charts! Which means—Fuck me!' The youth starts panicking slightly, not liking how her life will be, but she can't overlook the value Nik brings to the table, as she points out.
"You're in a bond with Mokshi, right? I should have guessed that from your violet pupils."
Nik's body instantly tenses as Ray shakes her head, muttering, "You're right to feel nervous, dude. We're in trouble if the word for your Paradox Spirit gets out."
"We?" Nik narrows his eyes as Ray groans, "You think I want to be with a ticking time bomb? Yes, we! And you survived the world of Primordial Spirits without knowing a thing about them! You're either very lucky or plain strong—I'm okay with either. Listen, Nik. The world you went to is fondly called the world of Avatar. Recruits rarely enter this world, much less an alternate timeline!"
Ray dismissively waves her hands before Nik can question, "I'll find the canon material for it. You need to read it to understand the shit you managed to get through in one piece. Never speak of your first world to anyone until you reach the Rank of an Executive."
Nik nods plainly, not liking Ray's anxiousness.
"Paradox Skills are rare, yes," Ray looks at him, "Their rarity lies in the fact you can never purchase one in the Reincarnation Trading Facilities. Among the many Paradox Skills, Mokshi's existence is quite popular. You aren't the only one who entered the world of Avatar and managed to bond with Mokshi. There are others, too. Or, you can say those are the ones who lived to tell the tale."
Nik feels Mokshi's curiosity rising as he sighs, "I think I understand the situation. The world I entered, as real as it was, is a special continuation to the 'canon' you speak of. But Aang's world is popular in targeting the travelers because Mokshi is drawn to them, leading a horde of other spirits, including a few Primordials. Is that it?"
Ray nods. "Not only that, Primordials of each verse share- well, we don't need to get into that complicated pile of junk for now. The next topic, and the reason for my anxiousness, is your rating."
Nik closes his eyes, recalling the information from the bundle of knowledge he received when he entered the Reincarnation Domain.
"Every Reincarnation Paradise member is rated by a peculiar combination of clauses set by the Paradise after they complete their travel." Nik iterates, "The Paradise rates a member out of 100, but the rating itself may surpass the 100 mark. Stuff like completing missions or acquiring a certain amount of AP adds to the rating. Wait, it says interactions and choices with fated ones also add to the rating based on the margin of divergence."
"It means your choice with people like Aang—befriending them or killing them, and the kind—and your ability to survive the consequences add to your rating," Ray sighs.
Nik frowns as he recalls the mission to kill Aang, somewhat understanding the situation.
"And the higher the internal rating only known to Reincarnation Paradise, the more active the next world will become."
Ray nods, "Look into that information further. It should also explain how the missions differentiate for Transmigration and Reincarnation."
Nik's brows scrunch together as he mutters audibly, "All members of the Reincarnation Paradise are valuable assets—so they must act like assets. Members, or teams of members, traveling in a different verse must complete missions. Failure to complete quests leads to disastrous consequences. But Paradise values its assets and will not erase them as is. Failure to finish one quest costs 10 AP of the member's rank. Failure to complete two quests in a row costs 50 AP of the member's status. Failure to complete three quests in a row costs the member's, or the team's, life."
He feels a chill traveling down his spine as he whispers, "The Paradise also revokes any right to live once the members are unable to pay AP. In a team, Paradise only eradicates the individual unable to pay the price, not the team itself."
Ray licks her dry lips, "Again, welcome to the Reincarnation Paradise."
Nik looks at her pointedly, muttering, "You have a Paradox skill, too. That's why we're partners."
Ray shakes her head, "The executive who recruited me has one. I don't. I only know of a way to get a Paradox Skill, just like you. Now, before I give you a tour of other facilities, let's get one thing clear—You don't have to trust me but our situation itself. As an Intern, we enter a world with other members. These strangers will hunt us and others."
"Why?" Nik gasps. "So they can complete the missions without competition?"
"That's part of the reason," Ray sighs. "The other reason is this," she shakes her left arm, pointing at the Scar of Infinity with her right index finger. "Transmigration Paradise expands your world with each Rank-up, right? That's why your Paradise was more easygoing. Reincarnation Paradise has a lot of things going on—many benefits! So, Infinity doesn't expand itself. Instead, the member who kills another will get their portion of Infinity."
Nik gapes before he groans and slumps on his chair, "Fuck me."
"Exactly," Ray sighs deeply.
"Can I ask you something else?" Nik questions, "Does your personal world show the area outside the restriction? What about that region? Do we ever unlock that?"
Ray knows what Nik is talking about. Only a small piece of land is available to them within the scars of their arms. The rest is behind a translucent dome restricting the hosts from entering those lands.
"It gets replaced," Ray smiles. "Three members tried hunting me in my last world, and I managed to kill one of them while escaping the other two monsters. So, my desert is now adjacent to a part of the sea that acts like a lake. Don't worry about the ecosystem and whatnot. Infinity adjusts itself so that we don't lose any profit from the two different lands. And you should know that we take over our prey's world in its developed state—including any people they have inside."
Nik's frown deepens as he questions, "Did you—"
"I set them out of my world. I don't know if they will survive the different atmosphere, but I don't really care. I tried keeping to myself in the last world—"
Her words jolt Nik as he questions in a hurry, "Did you complete the mission?"
"Relax," Ray grins toothily, showing a thumbs-up, "I did!" Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
Silence falls in their surrounding as Ray stretches her arm with a reasonably cute grunt, "Umgf! You should create an Id for your chat module, or others will see your real name. It's better to keep your name hidden since some bastards have weird voodoo skills and like hazing the rookies after knowing their identities. Oh, and accept my friend request. I sent it to you when you entered this room."
Understanding that one only needs to see the other person to send a friend request, Nik opens his chat module and looks at the three tabs—General, Friends, and Partners. Each of these tabs has a different cost to send a message. There is a blue dot on the red tab of 'Friends.'
"Smexy-succu-succu?"
Nik tries not to judge the man-girl ahead as she pouts, crossing her thin arms over her baggy t-shirt. "Any problemo?"
"None," he mutters, accepting the request. "There must be another benefit of a friend request, right? After all, you were already in Partner Tab."
Ray grins, winking, "That's right~!" She chortles, "We're friends now!"
"That's it?" Nik blinks as she rolls her eyes. "Liven up, Nik! Now make your Id. Make it sexy like mine!"
He sighs, pondering deeply.
"Got it," he nods and sets an Id.
Ray looks at her chat module as it shows the notification of a request.
"Really?" She blanks out before scoffing, "Nut-Cracking-Messiah?"
Nik grins, "Yep!"
She shrugs, "Should have made something cute like Succu-Buddy!"
"Ugh," he rolls his eyes.
She smirks as she hops off her chair before stretching a little further, "Or something true to your work—Mr. Harem. I still can't believe you banged Azula and her mother! Even Kya! And here I thought she was dead! By the way, how do you even differentiate between the seven of those Ty Sisters?"
Nik shrugs, "It wasn't easy. A set of triplets trained me for that very moment."
He gets up, looking around, "Can I bring others out to this room?"
"You can. This room is your personal space. You can even pay AP to enlarge the space. But that's really just wasteful. We have Infinity, after all!"
Nik nods as he looks at her, "You never told me about your adventures?"
"Tag along," Ray grins, "I'll wear your ears off! I've been hoping to chat with a partner for a long time!"
---
The Reincarnation Domain consists of personal rooms one can travel to and from with a thought and a gigantic dome—Reincarnation Trading Facility.
Ray was right about one thing—the conflict regarding the three Paradise didn't matter to them. It was surprising how easily he got over his worries. But once Nik recalled his previous experiences, the answer was simple—he has gone through a lot! The thought of the inability to complete a mission didn't scare him. It was honestly annoying that Transmigration sent him into a categorically 'dangerous' version of a world against outsiders. He also counted his lucky stars that he didn't think of attacking Aang.
Not only was Aang a friend, but he also assisted Nik a great deal, and the past Avatars took a shine to him because he was good to Aang. Or else Kyoshi alone could have ended him with her Bonebending.
"—so, I showed that psycho an illusion of pistols shooting up his ass!" Ray loudly snickers as they walk. She is describing her first adventure. It's about a psychopath hired by a group of gangsters to recover lost money held by a local hunter. Ray also knowingly lets him in on a few of her abilities—illusions. "And then I kept devouring buildings until I ranked up and then some more! It was the easiest adventure ever!"
"Can't say I relate to that," Nik sighs as he observes streams of men and women in various clothes move past him. The pitch-black surroundings beyond the 'glassy' dome attract Nik's attention as he stares at the gigantic green planet in the distance.
The Trading Facility is in Space!
The metal structure comprising this giant Trading City looks like steel. But Ray says it's an 'enchanted' metal. And the distant planet?
Ray hums throatily before saying, "Then you don't know what the modern and futuristic genres of guns can achieve. Still, you need to buy something tactical to cover your body."
Nik wanted to question if he could metalbend the bullets, but who knows if others may recognize the world he ventured to. So, he opts to say something else. "Can't I control bullets?"
Ray nods calmly, "You can. But you need to be able to sense a bullet. You need some protection against the ones you fail to sense. Snipers are an issue for rookies like us, too. But we can't stand out. After all, the travelers don't appear in one location. Paradise separates the team, and it's on us to locate the opponents."
Nik works his jaws and looks at the storefront—
Slippery Slope.
Flashy red paint with a gold accent covers Slippery Slope's front as the store attracts moderate attention from other adventurers. Ray and Nik earn a few glances before they hear someone scoff inside the dim store.
"Fucking boy toys with lust-based bloodlines."
Nik and Ray blink before looking at each other, noticing how the other one seemed more amused than anything else, and smile at once. His gaze falls on the rows of shelves occupied with folded vests. Guns hang on the wall behind the deceptively young fair-skinned boy sitting behind the counter. The store owner hums as he inflates his bubblegum before popping it and focusing on his handheld console.
"Yo, Chibi!" Ray grins, tiptoeing toward the counter as the boy looks up, replying in a deep voice as his blue eyes observe the duo.
"Twinky, you got a partner? He must be from the merger, right?"
"He is," Ray grins. "We're looking for some cool vests for him."
"No guns?" Nik inquires from behind as he curiously looks at the assortment of weapons. The guns are simply too big!
"We can loot them in the real world," Ray shrugs. "I'll lend you a spare handgun if it's usable. But it wouldn't matter since you need to practice your aim, right? Buying a vest makes sense."
"Why can't we loot vests in the real world?" Nik tilts his head.
"Because kiddo," smiles the boy in a voice that will make the most muscular of men a run for their money, "I raided hundreds of barracks of what you can consider industrial-fantasy-army. My vests last."
"Quit your bragging and show him the stuff," Ray rolls her eyes as the boy glares back. "Show some respect, damn brat!"
"I don't have lollipops," Ray hums sarcastically. "Now fetch~!"
The boy snorts and looks at Nik, "You're a strapping lad. Fuck her shut when you get a chance."
Nik glances between the owner and Ray before inquiring, "Why can't you?"
"Cause I'm stuck in this body!" The boy snaps, earning derisive giggles from other customers as he cusses, "And I ain't into twinks!"
Nik shrugs as the scar on the owner's left arm glimmers.
The young-old owner retrieves multiple sets of hoodies and jean pants.
"..."
Nik looks at the items and then at Ray, noticing how her baggy top is familiar to the displayed items.
"Right," displaying some needed professionalism, the owner sets the console on his seat and stands atop a stool to look over the counter. "As I said, these sweet outfits are all you need to avoid getting shot to death unless it's some armor-piercing shotgun or sniper rounds. Basically, any armor-piercing stuff is off the limits, 'kay?"
He turns the hoodies inside out, "A premium quality of Kevlar enhanced with enchanted Graphene lines behind the fabric. It stops most bullets, but it's going to hurt like hell unless your physique stat is top-notch."
"I purchased this shirt and a few other outfits from this raging homophobe," Ray grins as the owner scoffs. "It's worth the price," Ray adds.
Nik stares at the items for a while before questioning, "Can I get a demonstration—"
"You can check the description, rookie," The owner rolls his eyes as Nik glances at Ray, who smiles wryly.
"I forgot to add that store and stall owners can avail of an appraisal service from Paradise to build traction with the customers. Just look at the item and think 'appraisal.' That should do it."
Nik nods and looks at the item before thinking of appraisal.
[Enhanced Kevlar-Graphene Tactical Hoody: 3 AP (Rank 1)
Description: Tactical outfit to negate most bullets using Kevlar enhanced with Graphene and moderate conjunction enchantment. (Additional Info: Don't hold the clothing without anything behind to use as a shield. The bullet will move past the clothing and puncture you.)
Nik blinks and nods.
"How much for two outfits? And do you have something similar for the face?"
The owner smiles thickly, inflating his bubblegum. "Hold your horses there. If you buy an outfit—hoody-trouser—I'll charge ya 10 AP of Rank 1. Two makes 20 AP. Can you afford a more precious mask?"
There aren't any negotiations around here unless one has something important to barter. After all, nobody wants to increase their ratings unnecessarily, even if it means paying an arm and a leg for something 'basic.'
Nik looks at Ray, who shrugs.
Even she is helpless.
"How about we take a round of the area first?"
Nik inquires as the owner nods, "Your choice. The price remains the same."
"Thanks," Nik nods and leaves as the duo starts looking around.
"If you're fearing the loss of AP, we can always cause a mess in the world we travel by devouring anything and everything," Ray pokes his shoulder with a smirk. "But I don't recommend the strategy in your homeworld. You live there, after all."
"Yeah," Nik smiles. "Let's look around. If nothing else, I'll take a single set for now."
"That's the spirit!" Ray grins. "Now let's find some package of hentai! We still have to understand which world you settled in!"
---
"Hey, Pervy-Perv~!" Ray leans against the stall as a decrepit, old man behind a discreet stall's counter calmly chuckles.
"It's nice to see some succubus around here," he smiles, nodding at Nik, "And a rarer breed of Incubi."
Nik blinks as Ray snickers, "I need one large hentai package—doujins and discs!"
"Genre?" The old man tilts his head.
"Everything that is filthy and unholy! Only rare sons of cunts get a chance to enter a vanilla world. My partner here might not be so lucky, so we're looking for ntr, ugly bastards, non-consensual, and the like!"
"Heh! Gue-hehehe," the old man chuckles creepily, "You got it."
"And throw in some Avatar lore—Aang's, I mean!"
***
Alternate Title: Ray Experiencing Five Stages of Panic—Fuck me, Fuck Me, FUCK Me, FUCK ME, and FUUUUCK ME!; Nik Must Have a Platinum Achievement; The Space Station?; Paradise's Homeworld? The Exchange Orb; Ray is the Chosen One; Ray Ships Cute Stuff—Is a Voyeur; Nik is in a Slutty World?; The Lore Expands; Ray Would Love Some Handholding Mind-Fuck the Filthy Slut They Is!; The Strangely Young Owner; John Wick's Casual Cousin; A Young Homophobe and an Old Pervert!; Throw in Some Aang Hentai!; Ray's Love for Hentai; Ray Would Love Some Childhood Friends—To Corrupt!; Tactical Hoody!; The Viltrumite Starter Pack; Appointed Nut-Cracking-Messiah; Nik's Smexy-succu-succu Partner~!; Nik Stares at the Most Disturbing Thing Created—Avatar Live Action; Penalty of Missions; Ray Casually Visiting No Country For Old Men
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Chapter 277: Reincarnation DomainChapter 277: Reincarnation Domain
Ray stares off into nothingness. Her glazed pink pupils look blank and unnerving as Nik keeps his cool, waiting for his strange partner's verdict.
'Fuck me,' Ray thinks internally. 'FUCK ME!'
'He lived through one of the Recruits' Graves. Not only that, it was an altered timeline! His rating's going to be off the charts! Which means—Fuck me!' The youth starts panicking slightly, not liking how her life will be, but she can't overlook the value Nik brings to the table, as she points out.
"You're in a bond with Mokshi, right? I should have guessed that from your violet pupils."
Nik's body instantly tenses as Ray shakes her head, muttering, "You're right to feel nervous, dude. We're in trouble if the word for your Paradox Spirit gets out."
"We?" Nik narrows his eyes as Ray groans, "You think I want to be with a ticking time bomb? Yes, we! And you survived the world of Primordial Spirits without knowing a thing about them! You're either very lucky or plain strong—I'm okay with either. Listen, Nik. The world you went to is fondly called the world of Avatar. Recruits rarely enter this world, much less an alternate timeline!"
Ray dismissively waves her hands before Nik can question, "I'll find the canon material for it. You need to read it to understand the shit you managed to get through in one piece. Never speak of your first world to anyone until you reach the Rank of an Executive."
Nik nods plainly, not liking Ray's anxiousness.
"Paradox Skills are rare, yes," Ray looks at him, "Their rarity lies in the fact you can never purchase one in the Reincarnation Trading Facilities. Among the many Paradox Skills, Mokshi's existence is quite popular. You aren't the only one who entered the world of Avatar and managed to bond with Mokshi. There are others, too. Or, you can say those are the ones who lived to tell the tale."
Nik feels Mokshi's curiosity rising as he sighs, "I think I understand the situation. The world I entered, as real as it was, is a special continuation to the 'canon' you speak of. But Aang's world is popular in targeting the travelers because Mokshi is drawn to them, leading a horde of other spirits, including a few Primordials. Is that it?"
Ray nods. "Not only that, Primordials of each verse share- well, we don't need to get into that complicated pile of junk for now. The next topic, and the reason for my anxiousness, is your rating."
Nik closes his eyes, recalling the information from the bundle of knowledge he received when he entered the Reincarnation Domain.
"Every Reincarnation Paradise member is rated by a peculiar combination of clauses set by the Paradise after they complete their travel." Nik iterates, "The Paradise rates a member out of 100, but the rating itself may surpass the 100 mark. Stuff like completing missions or acquiring a certain amount of AP adds to the rating. Wait, it says interactions and choices with fated ones also add to the rating based on the margin of divergence."
"It means your choice with people like Aang—befriending them or killing them, and the kind—and your ability to survive the consequences add to your rating," Ray sighs.
Nik frowns as he recalls the mission to kill Aang, somewhat understanding the situation.
"And the higher the internal rating only known to Reincarnation Paradise, the more active the next world will become."
Ray nods, "Look into that information further. It should also explain how the missions differentiate for Transmigration and Reincarnation."
Nik's brows scrunch together as he mutters audibly, "All members of the Reincarnation Paradise are valuable assets—so they must act like assets. Members, or teams of members, traveling in a different verse must complete missions. Failure to complete quests leads to disastrous consequences. But Paradise values its assets and will not erase them as is. Failure to finish one quest costs 10 AP of the member's rank. Failure to complete two quests in a row costs 50 AP of the member's status. Failure to complete three quests in a row costs the member's, or the team's, life."
He feels a chill traveling down his spine as he whispers, "The Paradise also revokes any right to live once the members are unable to pay AP. In a team, Paradise only eradicates the individual unable to pay the price, not the team itself."
Ray licks her dry lips, "Again, welcome to the Reincarnation Paradise."
Nik looks at her pointedly, muttering, "You have a Paradox skill, too. That's why we're partners."
Ray shakes her head, "The executive who recruited me has one. I don't. I only know of a way to get a Paradox Skill, just like you. Now, before I give you a tour of other facilities, let's get one thing clear—You don't have to trust me but our situation itself. As an Intern, we enter a world with other members. These strangers will hunt us and others."
"Why?" Nik gasps. "So they can complete the missions without competition?"
"That's part of the reason," Ray sighs. "The other reason is this," she shakes her left arm, pointing at the Scar of Infinity with her right index finger. "Transmigration Paradise expands your world with each Rank-up, right? That's why your Paradise was more easygoing. Reincarnation Paradise has a lot of things going on—many benefits! So, Infinity doesn't expand itself. Instead, the member who kills another will get their portion of Infinity."
Nik gapes before he groans and slumps on his chair, "Fuck me."
"Exactly," Ray sighs deeply.
"Can I ask you something else?" Nik questions, "Does your personal world show the area outside the restriction? What about that region? Do we ever unlock that?"
Ray knows what Nik is talking about. Only a small piece of land is available to them within the scars of their arms. The rest is behind a translucent dome restricting the hosts from entering those lands.
"It gets replaced," Ray smiles. "Three members tried hunting me in my last world, and I managed to kill one of them while escaping the other two monsters. So, my desert is now adjacent to a part of the sea that acts like a lake. Don't worry about the ecosystem and whatnot. Infinity adjusts itself so that we don't lose any profit from the two different lands. And you should know that we take over our prey's world in its developed state—including any people they have inside."
Nik's frown deepens as he questions, "Did you—"
"I set them out of my world. I don't know if they will survive the different atmosphere, but I don't really care. I tried keeping to myself in the last world—"
Her words jolt Nik as he questions in a hurry, "Did you complete the mission?"
"Relax," Ray grins toothily, showing a thumbs-up, "I did!" Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
Silence falls in their surrounding as Ray stretches her arm with a reasonably cute grunt, "Umgf! You should create an Id for your chat module, or others will see your real name. It's better to keep your name hidden since some bastards have weird voodoo skills and like hazing the rookies after knowing their identities. Oh, and accept my friend request. I sent it to you when you entered this room."
Understanding that one only needs to see the other person to send a friend request, Nik opens his chat module and looks at the three tabs—General, Friends, and Partners. Each of these tabs has a different cost to send a message. There is a blue dot on the red tab of 'Friends.'
"Smexy-succu-succu?"
Nik tries not to judge the man-girl ahead as she pouts, crossing her thin arms over her baggy t-shirt. "Any problemo?"
"None," he mutters, accepting the request. "There must be another benefit of a friend request, right? After all, you were already in Partner Tab."
Ray grins, winking, "That's right~!" She chortles, "We're friends now!"
"That's it?" Nik blinks as she rolls her eyes. "Liven up, Nik! Now make your Id. Make it sexy like mine!"
He sighs, pondering deeply.
"Got it," he nods and sets an Id.
Ray looks at her chat module as it shows the notification of a request.
"Really?" She blanks out before scoffing, "Nut-Cracking-Messiah?"
Nik grins, "Yep!"
She shrugs, "Should have made something cute like Succu-Buddy!"
"Ugh," he rolls his eyes.
She smirks as she hops off her chair before stretching a little further, "Or something true to your work—Mr. Harem. I still can't believe you banged Azula and her mother! Even Kya! And here I thought she was dead! By the way, how do you even differentiate between the seven of those Ty Sisters?"
Nik shrugs, "It wasn't easy. A set of triplets trained me for that very moment."
He gets up, looking around, "Can I bring others out to this room?"
"You can. This room is your personal space. You can even pay AP to enlarge the space. But that's really just wasteful. We have Infinity, after all!"
Nik nods as he looks at her, "You never told me about your adventures?"
"Tag along," Ray grins, "I'll wear your ears off! I've been hoping to chat with a partner for a long time!"
---
The Reincarnation Domain consists of personal rooms one can travel to and from with a thought and a gigantic dome—Reincarnation Trading Facility.
Ray was right about one thing—the conflict regarding the three Paradise didn't matter to them. It was surprising how easily he got over his worries. But once Nik recalled his previous experiences, the answer was simple—he has gone through a lot! The thought of the inability to complete a mission didn't scare him. It was honestly annoying that Transmigration sent him into a categorically 'dangerous' version of a world against outsiders. He also counted his lucky stars that he didn't think of attacking Aang.
Not only was Aang a friend, but he also assisted Nik a great deal, and the past Avatars took a shine to him because he was good to Aang. Or else Kyoshi alone could have ended him with her Bonebending.
"—so, I showed that psycho an illusion of pistols shooting up his ass!" Ray loudly snickers as they walk. She is describing her first adventure. It's about a psychopath hired by a group of gangsters to recover lost money held by a local hunter. Ray also knowingly lets him in on a few of her abilities—illusions. "And then I kept devouring buildings until I ranked up and then some more! It was the easiest adventure ever!"
"Can't say I relate to that," Nik sighs as he observes streams of men and women in various clothes move past him. The pitch-black surroundings beyond the 'glassy' dome attract Nik's attention as he stares at the gigantic green planet in the distance.
The Trading Facility is in Space!
The metal structure comprising this giant Trading City looks like steel. But Ray says it's an 'enchanted' metal. And the distant planet?
Ray hums throatily before saying, "Then you don't know what the modern and futuristic genres of guns can achieve. Still, you need to buy something tactical to cover your body."
Nik wanted to question if he could metalbend the bullets, but who knows if others may recognize the world he ventured to. So, he opts to say something else. "Can't I control bullets?"
Ray nods calmly, "You can. But you need to be able to sense a bullet. You need some protection against the ones you fail to sense. Snipers are an issue for rookies like us, too. But we can't stand out. After all, the travelers don't appear in one location. Paradise separates the team, and it's on us to locate the opponents."
Nik works his jaws and looks at the storefront—
Slippery Slope.
Flashy red paint with a gold accent covers Slippery Slope's front as the store attracts moderate attention from other adventurers. Ray and Nik earn a few glances before they hear someone scoff inside the dim store.
"Fucking boy toys with lust-based bloodlines."
Nik and Ray blink before looking at each other, noticing how the other one seemed more amused than anything else, and smile at once. His gaze falls on the rows of shelves occupied with folded vests. Guns hang on the wall behind the deceptively young fair-skinned boy sitting behind the counter. The store owner hums as he inflates his bubblegum before popping it and focusing on his handheld console.
"Yo, Chibi!" Ray grins, tiptoeing toward the counter as the boy looks up, replying in a deep voice as his blue eyes observe the duo.
"Twinky, you got a partner? He must be from the merger, right?"
"He is," Ray grins. "We're looking for some cool vests for him."
"No guns?" Nik inquires from behind as he curiously looks at the assortment of weapons. The guns are simply too big!
"We can loot them in the real world," Ray shrugs. "I'll lend you a spare handgun if it's usable. But it wouldn't matter since you need to practice your aim, right? Buying a vest makes sense."
"Why can't we loot vests in the real world?" Nik tilts his head.
"Because kiddo," smiles the boy in a voice that will make the most muscular of men a run for their money, "I raided hundreds of barracks of what you can consider industrial-fantasy-army. My vests last."
"Quit your bragging and show him the stuff," Ray rolls her eyes as the boy glares back. "Show some respect, damn brat!"
"I don't have lollipops," Ray hums sarcastically. "Now fetch~!"
The boy snorts and looks at Nik, "You're a strapping lad. Fuck her shut when you get a chance."
Nik glances between the owner and Ray before inquiring, "Why can't you?"
"Cause I'm stuck in this body!" The boy snaps, earning derisive giggles from other customers as he cusses, "And I ain't into twinks!"
Nik shrugs as the scar on the owner's left arm glimmers.
The young-old owner retrieves multiple sets of hoodies and jean pants.
"..."
Nik looks at the items and then at Ray, noticing how her baggy top is familiar to the displayed items.
"Right," displaying some needed professionalism, the owner sets the console on his seat and stands atop a stool to look over the counter. "As I said, these sweet outfits are all you need to avoid getting shot to death unless it's some armor-piercing shotgun or sniper rounds. Basically, any armor-piercing stuff is off the limits, 'kay?"
He turns the hoodies inside out, "A premium quality of Kevlar enhanced with enchanted Graphene lines behind the fabric. It stops most bullets, but it's going to hurt like hell unless your physique stat is top-notch."
"I purchased this shirt and a few other outfits from this raging homophobe," Ray grins as the owner scoffs. "It's worth the price," Ray adds.
Nik stares at the items for a while before questioning, "Can I get a demonstration—"
"You can check the description, rookie," The owner rolls his eyes as Nik glances at Ray, who smiles wryly.
"I forgot to add that store and stall owners can avail of an appraisal service from Paradise to build traction with the customers. Just look at the item and think 'appraisal.' That should do it."
Nik nods and looks at the item before thinking of appraisal.
[Enhanced Kevlar-Graphene Tactical Hoody: 3 AP (Rank 1)
Description: Tactical outfit to negate most bullets using Kevlar enhanced with Graphene and moderate conjunction enchantment. (Additional Info: Don't hold the clothing without anything behind to use as a shield. The bullet will move past the clothing and puncture you.)
Nik blinks and nods.
"How much for two outfits? And do you have something similar for the face?"
The owner smiles thickly, inflating his bubblegum. "Hold your horses there. If you buy an outfit—hoody-trouser—I'll charge ya 10 AP of Rank 1. Two makes 20 AP. Can you afford a more precious mask?"
There aren't any negotiations around here unless one has something important to barter. After all, nobody wants to increase their ratings unnecessarily, even if it means paying an arm and a leg for something 'basic.'
Nik looks at Ray, who shrugs.
Even she is helpless.
"How about we take a round of the area first?"
Nik inquires as the owner nods, "Your choice. The price remains the same."
"Thanks," Nik nods and leaves as the duo starts looking around.
"If you're fearing the loss of AP, we can always cause a mess in the world we travel by devouring anything and everything," Ray pokes his shoulder with a smirk. "But I don't recommend the strategy in your homeworld. You live there, after all."
"Yeah," Nik smiles. "Let's look around. If nothing else, I'll take a single set for now."
"That's the spirit!" Ray grins. "Now let's find some package of hentai! We still have to understand which world you settled in!"
---
"Hey, Pervy-Perv~!" Ray leans against the stall as a decrepit, old man behind a discreet stall's counter calmly chuckles.
"It's nice to see some succubus around here," he smiles, nodding at Nik, "And a rarer breed of Incubi."
Nik blinks as Ray snickers, "I need one large hentai package—doujins and discs!"
"Genre?" The old man tilts his head.
"Everything that is filthy and unholy! Only rare sons of cunts get a chance to enter a vanilla world. My partner here might not be so lucky, so we're looking for ntr, ugly bastards, non-consensual, and the like!"
"Heh! Gue-hehehe," the old man chuckles creepily, "You got it."
"And throw in some Avatar lore—Aang's, I mean!"
***
Alternate Title: Ray Experiencing Five Stages of Panic—Fuck me, Fuck Me, FUCK Me, FUCK ME, and FUUUUCK ME!; Nik Must Have a Platinum Achievement; The Space Station?; Paradise's Homeworld? The Exchange Orb; Ray is the Chosen One; Ray Ships Cute Stuff—Is a Voyeur; Nik is in a Slutty World?; The Lore Expands; Ray Would Love Some Handholding Mind-Fuck the Filthy Slut They Is!; The Strangely Young Owner; John Wick's Casual Cousin; A Young Homophobe and an Old Pervert!; Throw in Some Aang Hentai!; Ray's Love for Hentai; Ray Would Love Some Childhood Friends—To Corrupt!; Tactical Hoody!; The Viltrumite Starter Pack; Appointed Nut-Cracking-Messiah; Nik's Smexy-succu-succu Partner~!; Nik Stares at the Most Disturbing Thing Created—Avatar Live Action; Penalty of Missions; Ray Casually Visiting No Country For Old Men
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Chapter 277: Reincarnation DomainChapter 277: Reincarnation Domain Ray stares off into nothingness. Her glazed pink pupils look blank and unnerving as Nik keeps his cool, waiting for his strange partner's verdict. 'Fuck me,' Ray thinks internally. 'FUCK ME!' 'He lived through one of the Recruits' Graves. Not only that, it was an altered timeline! His rating's going to be off the charts! Which meansFuck me!' The youth starts panicking slightly, not liking how her life will be, but she can't overlook the value Nik brings to the table, as she points out. "You're in a bond with Mokshi, right? I should have guessed that from your violet pupils." Nik's body instantly tenses as Ray shakes her head, muttering, "You're right to feel nervous, dude. We're in trouble if the word for your Paradox Spirit gets out." "We?" Nik narrows his eyes as Ray groans, "You think I want to be with a ticking time bomb? Yes, we! And you survived the world of Primordial Spirits without knowing a thing about them! You're either very lucky or plain strongI'm okay with either. Listen, Nik. The world you went to is fondly called the world of Avatar. Recruits rarely enter this world, much less an alternate timeline!" Ray dismissively waves her hands before Nik can question, "I'll find the canon material for it. You need to read it to understand the shit you managed to get through in one piece. Never speak of your first world to anyone until you reach the Rank of an Executive." Nik nods plainly, not liking Ray's anxiousness. "Paradox Skills are rare, yes," Ray looks at him, "Their rarity lies in the fact you can never purchase one in the Reincarnation Trading Facilities. Among the many Paradox Skills, Mokshi's existence is quite popular. You aren't the only one who entered the world of Avatar and managed to bond with Mokshi. There are others, too. Or, you can say those are the ones who lived to tell the tale." Nik feels Mokshi's curiosity rising as he sighs, "I think I understand the situation. The world I entered, as real as it was, is a special continuation to the 'canon' you speak of. But Aang's world is popular in targeting the travelers because Mokshi is drawn to them, leading a horde of other spirits, including a few Primordials. Is that it?" Ray nods. "Not only that, Primordials of each verse share- well, we don't need to get into that complicated pile of junk for now. The next topic, and the reason for my anxiousness, is your rating." Nik closes his eyes, recalling the information from the bundle of knowledge he received when he entered the Reincarnation Domain. "Every Reincarnation Paradise member is rated by a peculiar combination of clauses set by the Paradise after they complete their travel." Nik iterates, "The Paradise rates a member out of 100, but the rating itself may surpass the 100 mark. Stuff like completing missions or acquiring a certain amount of AP adds to the rating. Wait, it says interactions and choices with fated ones also add to the rating based on the margin of divergence." "It means your choice with people like Aangbefriending them or killing them, and the kindand your ability to survive the consequences add to your rating," Ray sighs. Nik frowns as he recalls the mission to kill Aang, somewhat understanding the situation. "And the higher the internal rating only known to Reincarnation Paradise, the more active the next world will become." Ray nods, "Look into that information further. It should also explain how the missions differentiate for Transmigration and Reincarnation." Nik's brows scrunch together as he mutters audibly, "All members of the Reincarnation Paradise are valuable assetsso they must act like assets. Members, or teams of members, traveling in a different verse must complete missions. Failure to complete quests leads to disastrous consequences. But Paradise values its assets and will not erase them as is. Failure to finish one quest costs 10 AP of the member's rank. Failure to complete two quests in a row costs 50 AP of the member's status. Failure to complete three quests in a row costs the member's, or the team's, life." He feels a chill traveling down his spine as he whispers, "The Paradise also revokes any right to live once the members are unable to pay AP. In a team, Paradise only eradicates the individual unable to pay the price, not the team itself." Ray licks her dry lips, "Again, welcome to the Reincarnation Paradise." Nik looks at her pointedly, muttering, "You have a Paradox skill, too. That's why we're partners." Ray shakes her head, "The executive who recruited me has one. I don't. I only know of a way to get a Paradox Skill, just like you. Now, before I give you a tour of other facilities, let's get one thing clearYou don't have to trust me but our situation itself. As an Intern, we enter a world with other members. These strangers will hunt us and others." "Why?" Nik gasps. "So they can complete the missions without competition?" "That's part of the reason," Ray sighs. "The other reason is this," she shakes her left arm, pointing at the Scar of Infinity with her right index finger. "Transmigration Paradise expands your world with each Rank-up, right? That's why your Paradise was more easygoing. Reincarnation Paradise has a lot of things going onmany benefits! So, Infinity doesn't expand itself. Instead, the member who kills another will get their portion of Infinity." Nik gapes before he groans and slumps on his chair, "Fuck me." "Exactly," Ray sighs deeply. "Can I ask you something else?" Nik questions, "Does your personal world show the area outside the restriction? What about that region? Do we ever unlock that?" Ray knows what Nik is talking about. Only a small piece of land is available to them within the scars of their arms. The rest is behind a translucent dome restricting the hosts from entering those lands. "It gets replaced," Ray smiles. "Three members tried hunting me in my last world, and I managed to kill one of them while escaping the other two monsters. So, my desert is now adjacent to a part of the sea that acts like a lake. Don't worry about the ecosystem and whatnot. Infinity adjusts itself so that we don't lose any profit from the two different lands. And you should know that we take over our prey's world in its developed stateincluding any people they have inside." Nik's frown deepens as he questions, "Did you" "I set them out of my world. I don't know if they will survive the different atmosphere, but I don't really care. I tried keeping to myself in the last world" Her words jolt Nik as he questions in a hurry, "Did you complete the mission?" "Relax," Ray grins toothily, showing a thumbs-up, "I did!" Updated from novelbIn.comSilence falls in their surrounding as Ray stretches her arm with a reasonably cute grunt, "Umgf! You should create an Id for your chat module, or others will see your real name. It's better to keep your name hidden since some bastards have weird voodoo skills and like hazing the rookies after knowing their identities. Oh, and accept my friend request. I sent it to you when you entered this room." Understanding that one only needs to see the other person to send a friend request, Nik opens his chat module and looks at the three tabsGeneral, Friends, and Partners. Each of these tabs has a different cost to send a message. There is a blue dot on the red tab of 'Friends.' "Smexy-succu-succu?" Nik tries not to judge the man-girl ahead as she pouts, crossing her thin arms over her baggy t-shirt. "Any problemo?" "None," he mutters, accepting the request. "There must be another benefit of a friend request, right? After all, you were already in Partner Tab." Ray grins, winking, "That's right~!" She chortles, "We're friends now!" "That's it?" Nik blinks as she rolls her eyes. "Liven up, Nik! Now make your Id. Make it sexy like mine!" He sighs, pondering deeply. "Got it," he nods and sets an Id. Ray looks at her chat module as it shows the notification of a request. "Really?" She blanks out before scoffing, "Nut-Cracking-Messiah?" Nik grins, "Yep!" She shrugs, "Should have made something cute like Succu-Buddy!" "Ugh," he rolls his eyes. She smirks as she hops off her chair before stretching a little further, "Or something true to your workMr. Harem. I still can't believe you banged Azula and her mother! Even Kya! And here I thought she was dead! By the way, how do you even differentiate between the seven of those Ty Sisters?" Nik shrugs, "It wasn't easy. A set of triplets trained me for that very moment." He gets up, looking around, "Can I bring others out to this room?" "You can. This room is your personal space. You can even pay AP to enlarge the space. But that's really just wasteful. We have Infinity, after all!" Nik nods as he looks at her, "You never told me about your adventures?" "Tag along," Ray grins, "I'll wear your ears off! I've been hoping to chat with a partner for a long time!" --- The Reincarnation Domain consists of personal rooms one can travel to and from with a thought and a gigantic domeReincarnation Trading Facility. Ray was right about one thingthe conflict regarding the three Paradise didn't matter to them. It was surprising how easily he got over his worries. But once Nik recalled his previous experiences, the answer was simplehe has gone through a lot! The thought of the inability to complete a mission didn't scare him. It was honestly annoying that Transmigration sent him into a categorically 'dangerous' version of a world against outsiders. He also counted his lucky stars that he didn't think of attacking Aang. Not only was Aang a friend, but he also assisted Nik a great deal, and the past Avatars took a shine to him because he was good to Aang. Or else Kyoshi alone could have ended him with her Bonebending. "so, I showed that psycho an illusion of pistols shooting up his ass!" Ray loudly snickers as they walk. She is describing her first adventure. It's about a psychopath hired by a group of gangsters to recover lost money held by a local hunter. Ray also knowingly lets him in on a few of her abilitiesillusions. "And then I kept devouring buildings until I ranked up and then some more! It was the easiest adventure ever!" "Can't say I relate to that," Nik sighs as he observes streams of men and women in various clothes move past him. The pitch-black surroundings beyond the 'glassy' dome attract Nik's attention as he stares at the gigantic green planet in the distance. The Trading Facility is in Space! The metal structure comprising this giant Trading City looks like steel. But Ray says it's an 'enchanted' metal. And the distant planet? Ray hums throatily before saying, "Then you don't know what the modern and futuristic genres of guns can achieve. Still, you need to buy something tactical to cover your body." Nik wanted to question if he could metalbend the bullets, but who knows if others may recognize the world he ventured to. So, he opts to say something else. "Can't I control bullets?" Ray nods calmly, "You can. But you need to be able to sense a bullet. You need some protection against the ones you fail to sense. Snipers are an issue for rookies like us, too. But we can't stand out. After all, the travelers don't appear in one location. Paradise separates the team, and it's on us to locate the opponents." Nik works his jaws and looks at the storefront Slippery Slope. Flashy red paint with a gold accent covers Slippery Slope's front as the store attracts moderate attention from other adventurers. Ray and Nik earn a few glances before they hear someone scoff inside the dim store. "Fucking boy toys with lust-based bloodlines." Nik and Ray blink before looking at each other, noticing how the other one seemed more amused than anything else, and smile at once. His gaze falls on the rows of shelves occupied with folded vests. Guns hang on the wall behind the deceptively young fair-skinned boy sitting behind the counter. The store owner hums as he inflates his bubblegum before popping it and focusing on his handheld console. "Yo, Chibi!" Ray grins, tiptoeing toward the counter as the boy looks up, replying in a deep voice as his blue eyes observe the duo. "Twinky, you got a partner? He must be from the merger, right?" "He is," Ray grins. "We're looking for some cool vests for him." "No guns?" Nik inquires from behind as he curiously looks at the assortment of weapons. The guns are simply too big! "We can loot them in the real world," Ray shrugs. "I'll lend you a spare handgun if it's usable. But it wouldn't matter since you need to practice your aim, right? Buying a vest makes sense." "Why can't we loot vests in the real world?" Nik tilts his head. "Because kiddo," smiles the boy in a voice that will make the most muscular of men a run for their money, "I raided hundreds of barracks of what you can consider industrial-fantasy-army. My vests last." "Quit your bragging and show him the stuff," Ray rolls her eyes as the boy glares back. "Show some respect, damn brat!" "I don't have lollipops," Ray hums sarcastically. "Now fetch~!" The boy snorts and looks at Nik, "You're a strapping lad. Fuck her shut when you get a chance." Nik glances between the owner and Ray before inquiring, "Why can't you?" "Cause I'm stuck in this body!" The boy snaps, earning derisive giggles from other customers as he cusses, "And I ain't into twinks!" Nik shrugs as the scar on the owner's left arm glimmers. The young-old owner retrieves multiple sets of hoodies and jean pants. "..." Nik looks at the items and then at Ray, noticing how her baggy top is familiar to the displayed items. "Right," displaying some needed professionalism, the owner sets the console on his seat and stands atop a stool to look over the counter. "As I said, these sweet outfits are all you need to avoid getting shot to death unless it's some armor-piercing shotgun or sniper rounds. Basically, any armor-piercing stuff is off the limits, 'kay?" He turns the hoodies inside out, "A premium quality of Kevlar enhanced with enchanted Graphene lines behind the fabric. It stops most bullets, but it's going to hurt like hell unless your physique stat is top-notch." "I purchased this shirt and a few other outfits from this raging homophobe," Ray grins as the owner scoffs. "It's worth the price," Ray adds. Nik stares at the items for a while before questioning, "Can I get a demonstration" "You can check the description, rookie," The owner rolls his eyes as Nik glances at Ray, who smiles wryly. "I forgot to add that store and stall owners can avail of an appraisal service from Paradise to build traction with the customers. Just look at the item and think 'appraisal.' That should do it." Nik nods and looks at the item before thinking of appraisal. Enhanced Kevlar-Graphene Tactical Hoody: 3 AP Rank 1 Description: Tactical outfit to negate most bullets using Kevlar enhanced with Graphene and moderate conjunction enchantment. Additional Info: Don't hold the clothing without anything behind to use as a shield. The bullet will move past the clothing and puncture you. Nik blinks and nods. "How much for two outfits? And do you have something similar for the face?" The owner smiles thickly, inflating his bubblegum. "Hold your horses there. If you buy an outfithoody-trouserI'll charge ya 10 AP of Rank 1. Two makes 20 AP. Can you afford a more precious mask?" There aren't any negotiations around here unless one has something important to barter. After all, nobody wants to increase their ratings unnecessarily, even if it means paying an arm and a leg for something 'basic.' Nik looks at Ray, who shrugs. Even she is helpless. "How about we take a round of the area first?" Nik inquires as the owner nods, "Your choice. The price remains the same." "Thanks," Nik nods and leaves as the duo starts looking around. "If you're fearing the loss of AP, we can always cause a mess in the world we travel by devouring anything and everything," Ray pokes his shoulder with a smirk. "But I don't recommend the strategy in your homeworld. You live there, after all." "Yeah," Nik smiles. "Let's look around. If nothing else, I'll take a single set for now." "That's the spirit!" Ray grins. "Now let's find some package of hentai! We still have to understand which world you settled in!" --- "Hey, Pervy-Perv~!" Ray leans against the stall as a decrepit, old man behind a discreet stall's counter calmly chuckles. "It's nice to see some succubus around here," he smiles, nodding at Nik, "And a rarer breed of Incubi." Nik blinks as Ray snickers, "I need one large hentai packagedoujins and discs!" "Genre?" The old man tilts his head. "Everything that is filthy and unholy! Only rare sons of cunts get a chance to enter a vanilla world. My partner here might not be so lucky, so we're looking for ntr, ugly bastards, non-consensual, and the like!" "Heh! Gue-hehehe," the old man chuckles creepily, "You got it." "And throw in some Avatar loreAang's, I mean!" *** Alternate Title: Ray Experiencing Five Stages of PanicFuck me, Fuck Me, FUCK Me, FUCK ME, and FUUUUCK ME!; Nik Must Have a Platinum Achievement; The Space Station?; Paradise's Homeworld? The Exchange Orb; Ray is the Chosen One; Ray Ships Cute StuffIs a Voyeur; Nik is in a Slutty World?; The Lore Expands; Ray Would Love Some Handholding Mind-Fuck the Filthy Slut They Is!; The Strangely Young Owner; John Wick's Casual Cousin; A Young Homophobe and an Old Pervert!; Throw in Some Aang Hentai!; Ray's Love for Hentai; Ray Would Love Some Childhood FriendsTo Corrupt!; Tactical Hoody!; The Viltrumite Starter Pack; Appointed Nut-Cracking-Messiah; Nik's Smexy-succu-succu Partner~!; Nik Stares at the Most Disturbing Thing CreatedAvatar Live Action; Penalty of Missions; Ray Casually Visiting No Country For Old Men *** Join discord for Harem and Nik Pics. Support the Fanfic through comments, likes, reviews and such if the published site allows it and of course, the big P! Read 60 advance chapters on Patre /fanharem Join the discord for character pics most of them are too heavy to be updated here https : //discord . gg/3e3Eyt8X
