𝑨𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕 (HCSTS)

Intermissioning

A quick little go over of Tatsumi's time fishing:

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"Brblurbbrbrb!!"

"The hell do you think you are doing?! I can't hear you if you're underwater!"

This banter between Tatsumi and Mine was almost a norm at this point.
The former rose to the surface and threw a fish at Mine, who caught it with one hand.

"I was saying that I caught one!"

"You think you can get away with throwing a fish at me?! And why are you still shouting?! You are out of the water now, shut up!"

"This is payback for making me carry your shopping bags you spoiled midget!"

Hearing this, metaphorical tick marks appeared on Mine's forehead. With the most enraged expression, she threw the fish back at Tatsumi.

"Now go catch it again!"

Tatsumi's face reeled back as if punched, but then he realized that the fish was swimming away.

"Oh, you little! It took me so long to catch it!"

"That will teach you to not mess with me! - Mine said, crossing her arms and puffing her chest, - Now get back to catching more if you want me to not throw the rest of the catch to the water."

Tatsumi, hand rubbing his forehead, slowly descended underwater while murmuring something under his nose.

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"You sure are a very useful workshop worker, Gaster, - Najenda spoke, - If you keep this up, we might have to fire everyone else here."

Meanwhile, W.D. Gaster was making the most of his Chroma magic: Using his Perseverance magic instead of a drill, Integrity magic as a circular saw, and Determination magic as a soldering kit.

"Why would I use anything else, though? All these tools... in my hands. It does come in handy, why would I leave my position to take something that isn't in my arm's reach?"

The combination of puns and 6 hands floating around and picking up tools and delivering them to Gaster did not manage to impress Najenda. The other workers weren't happy about the possibility of someone like this taking their job from them either.

"...This spectacle aside, what is it that you are building?"

"An energy source... Actually, it would be more correct to call it a battery recharger. I plan on designing more helpful machinery, so this will be highly helpful, - Gaster said, turning to one of the other workers, - Would you by any chance be in possession of any Arnicite?"

The worker looked at Gaster with a puzzled expression.

"Arnicite? - He asked, unsure o of what he just heard, - What's that?"

Gaster, taken by surprise, didn't falter in the face of a possible setback.

"The material that stores magic. You should have it."

"Oh, you mean Lanite (I made it up lower your pitchforks)? We should have some left. We'll go bring them from the back!" - The worker left with the other three following him.

"Arnicite? - Najenda mused, - Is it the same thing as lanite but with a different name for it?"

"Yes, - He replied, - In my community, we called it Arnicite."

"Community? Are there other sentient monst- creatures like you?"

This slip-up was unavoidable if he were to ask for Arnicite, and so the response was prepared as well.

"Yes. Unfortunately, we were ambushed by some malevolent adventurers, and everyone but me was killed. And I am not offended by you calling me a monster, don't worry about what to call me."

"How come some random adventurers managed to take down all of your community? Knowing your capabilities, I can't imagine an amateur being capable of performing that."

"Not everyone in our community is as power as me, General Najenda. The community is made of sentient monsters, not sentient monsters like me. The rest wasn't as strong. And, the attack seemed to be coordinated, since the attackers waited for the moment of me being away from our community to strike. After returning, I dealt with the attackers and gained my scars, - Gaster points at the scars on his face, - But everyone else was already dead. It felt like an attack of adventurers coordinated by someone way more adept at this to figure out me being a threat to their plan and waiting for a perfect moment to strike."

"My condolences."

"It wouldn't do any good if you were to worry about my past. I moved on, and there is no reason for you to mourn my loss."

The fake story had its intended effect of making closer bonds with General Najenda and explaining things early on.

"Mr. Gaster, we brought the Lanite!" - The worksrs returned with a box containing three medium sized Lanite chunks.

"My thanks."

"Well, Gaster, if you need something, ask anyone and they should tell you where I am, - Najenda spoke as she motioned the workers to leave with her, - as for you four, let's get you a different job."

After the sound of distant grumbling and complaining disappeared, Gaster took one of the chunks in his hand and strted examining it, looking from different angles. Instead of the Arcanite's base color of light grey, this seemed to have its base color of light cyan. After activating his Determination magic on his hand he used to hold the chunk and observing the chunk change its color to red, he nodded.

"This should do just fine."

Gaster had a plan in mind for his Arnicite charger - He was intending to use the charged Arnicite, in this case, Lanite, in all the weaponry he was planning on building. Yes, he was planning on creating advanced, near futuristic weaponry to aid his new cause. Instead of physical ammunition, it would use the magic stored in Arnicite. Very cool, no?

This Arnicite charger of his sure was a goal. It, however, was not the main one. The main objective was kept secret from others: he was planning on rebuilding the same machine that brought him back from the Void before, with one modification.

The purpose of this one would be to bring him back to the Void, and out of there... He doesn't really have a plan for after that. Traversing between Void and Undertale timelines was a complex task, but this current predicament of his was even more so. He observed nothing even remotely similar to any Undertale (I am not having Gaster know any AUs or know that his is actually Glitchtale and not Undertale) timeline he has seen: No souls, completely different monsters, different geography and political relations. All this was evidence pointing at the current Dimension he was residing in being in a completely different multiverse with a different storyline. This, made things a lot harder.

There was one thing he held on to, though: there was a way from the Void into this whatever Dimension he was in. And he was willing to find a way to reverse his way back into the Void, from where it would be way more familiar to him.

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I am alive, surprisingly.
Have a short chapter.

I forgot most of Akame Ga Kill plot. I will have to either rewatch the anime again or find its synopsis on the wiki or something. Currently in the phase of cringing over this story.

Why are you crackheads liking this so much?

I have a question.

Are there more of people from AgK fandom or GT fandom reading this?

Expect an update whenever I stop cringing over this.