My Time in Skibidi Toilet (Author's/Reader's POV) (BOOK 1)

Skibidi Toilet Chapter 11

Author's POV,

I floated in the "Demo Space" staring down at my own creation. The Failed Timeline of Skibidi Toilet..

I wonder to myself.. Why did I rip a piece of myself and made Chainsaw...

Curiosity? An Ideal? Pettiness? Rage? Boredom? I forgot...

But soon.. A battle of unknown magnitude will begin.. And when it happens.. I'll try and assist the Good side as much as I could. Something flew past me. Taking a closer look...

It was two eye beams.. Seemingly fueled with power...

It must be from the true creator of Skibidi Toilet...

I look up to the direction where the beams came from..

I sigh...

"I'm sorry."

I turn back to my creation. Why did I make this world again?

Was it for fun? For pleasure? A Fetish? Was I bored?

I don't know anymore.. But I see it.. I see those "Interlopers" surrounding me... I could deal with one group... But..

I see the eyes all around me..

Should I fall here? What would happen to the piece of my soul in the failed timeline? Would it die? Would it gain my strength..

Either way..

I sigh as I raise up my panel checking the name of the GM Space I created for the story..

"FSKY_GM_THEPIT"

That's the last time I'm ever using an abandoned map as a template.. I sigh as I get in my stance looking all around me...

Panels form all round me covering my body in armor..

I speak out..

"If you want an Dynamic NPC... Especially one from my world.. You are solely mistaken... I'm not gonna let you take Jackshit."

The Interlopers start vibrating as if in a seizure before charging forward.

I smirk summoning my Tool Blade. Which is just a Tool Gun with a bright blue energy blade coming out of it.

I charge forward with a smile. Clashing my weapon with theirs.

"GAME ON!"

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Author's Note,

I crash into many of them as I cut down as much as I can with my Tool Blade. I speak out speaking to the ones beyond my existence.

"Next Team Upgrade/All in All good side member."

"Author/Gboyski AKA Me!"

I block a strike from a few of the Interlopers as I dodge their little pets they call "Crashers"

"I can't really talk right now! Who knows? My battle will be both in chapter and in author's not- wooo!"

I block another strike like it's nothing. As I summon a second Tool Blade.

"I have to go!"

"Stay- Damn it let me flippin finish my sentence!"

I kick two of them away and pull an Levi Ackerman and speed around using two hooks on my waist as I spin like a flippin beyblade.

"And remember!"

"STAY FROSTY! AND LIVE ON!"