Gamer Of The Multi-verse

Chapter 7 - Mage versus Clan - Pt 2

Crossfade to black, time to strike back and continue this crazy train of nonsense. We're back at it again with Gamer of the Multiverse. Seeing as there's not much to talk about, I'll get straight to responding to any comments/reviews.

[Responses to reviews/commnets]

(Ao3) Shine375: Thank you for thinking my story is neat! I hope you'll continue to think so!

With that out of the way, hope you guys enjoy this chapter! It's a bit more action-packed than the previous 6, but that just means it's better. Right?

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[Jolyne Brooks]

With each footfall down the stairs, Jolyne felt a sense of annoyance wash over her. There were plenty of things that one could do to annoy the dual-haired teen, not to mention it was a rather easy objective. Hell, The System annoyed her when it sprung a bullshit quest on her. The best example of that was the reading quest.

But unlike that type of annoyance, this was a more angered form of annoyance. The kind you get for stepping on a lego brick in the hallway with no shoes, socks, or sandals. The kind where it pricks the bottom of your foot enough to draw a small amount of blood.

Except she saw this one coming. That didn't mean it didn't annoy the ever-loving shit out of her.

The assassin that had recently attacked her, and subsequently met their end at the hands of her newest Hellfire spell, had been hired by the Kuzuryu Clan, or at the very least was linked to them in some way or another.

She might have killed one, but that didn't mitigate the threat at all. In fact, all it did was potentially make things worse. It meant they were probably going to attack from a distance knowing that she now could shoot fire from her arms. That is, of course, if they were all attacking as one cohesive unit. But once again, that was only IF that was the case.

What made things worse was that, had she been any slower, the assassin that had ambushed her in her Ultimate Lab might've killed her, and that would've ended her second chance at life on the second day. That thought alone was enough to spook her, though that still didn't give her any answers as to how to deal with them going forward.

What was obvious, however, was what she could do to make herself strong enough to avoid nearly dying to the assassins.

It was clear that she had to get quicker on the draw. Her awareness also needed to be increased. There was probably a spell that she could unlock later down the line so that she could predict her enemies' movements. If not, then she would have to do it the old fashion way.

"Enough thinking about assassins, more thinking about how I'm going to explain my disappearance to Yukizome-sensei...." Jolyne muttered, approaching the classroom that had been labelled after her class. There was a small hint of hesitation in her hand's movements. What if an assassin was waiting for her on the other side of the door? Paranoia was a bitch, and a bitch she was familiar with from her previous life.

There were plenty of things that she had to be paranoid about when she was still... her other self. But that wasn't worth thinking about. What was worth thinking about was getting the thorn out of her side that was the assassins hired by Fuyuhiko, and finding Yukizome.

Sucking in a deep breath before letting it out, the dual-haired teen grabbed the handle for the slide-open door, and as soon as the door opened she was greeted by Chiaki Nanami, a hand reached out for the door handle only to stop mid-air.

"Oh.... Good afternoon Brooks-san," Chiaki said, a tinge of concern in her voice. Her eyes drifted over to the hand that Jolyne had stabbed earlier in the day, a frown working its way onto the mauve-haired teen's face. "Is your hand okay?" The question was genuine, which was good, though all Jolyne could do was snicker to herself, a small smile worming its way on her face in response to Chiaki's frown.