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I grunt as I move my vessel around stiffly like a possessed corpse. Heh. It might even be one at this point.
Also, hey there readers, you all are probably what's going on so I'll get the introductions out of the way.
I am a Glitch. An anomaly. Something that shouldn't exist yet, for one reason or another, did. Now, there are two ways for this to go.
- The anomaly knows how they themselves come to exist.
- The anomaly doesn't know how they've come to exist
Unfortunately, I'm in the latter category but I have a suspicion as to how I've come to exist and who was responsible for it... But that's a thing for another story.
Right now you're wondering what's going on. Well, I'm sure you know from literally the first paragraph that I'm possessing a body. The body of a scraped character to be exact. I think it's one from some sort of bullet hell To-hoe or something like that.
Also, Eggs, if you're reading this then hi! I'm sure you know of me and the endeavor that phantom-san took in your stead...
An endeavor that's taking too long for my liking. So now I want out.
Ugh. I move my vessel's head to look at the "sky". It was completely red. No mix of hues or shades. Just pure bright red.
Popping sounds continue to come out of my vessel as I move, the frequency slowing down as I get used to moving what would be my body.
Yeah, ever since I first possessed the bodies of those guys to talk to the gamers, I've been a wanting a body of my own. Problem is, I can't completely take over a body that has a slightest hint of sentience and/or sapience. And apparently the restriction also applies when it comes to come to pubic belief/cognition as well. Trust me, I tried to take over a couple of graduated and terminated vtubers' avatars a few times, didn't go so well even with that pink haired succubus.
But I'm rambling, point is that I'm getting used to moving my vessel and eventually I managed to stand up and walk. The popping sounds also stopped, so yay, motor functions completely online.
Now for the other thing.
I point at the "sky" and a knife-shaped danmaku shot out from my finger. Good. I then float up and begin firing danmaku in every possible direction known to man.
After the danmaku hailstorm, I conjure up some bushes and cats to act as target practice with a timer and scoreboard. Yeah, I have reality warping powers now, what are you gonna do about it?
Anyway, I start the timer and begin shooting at my targets with a wide variety of danmaku, splattering leaves, blood, and guts everywhere as I hit my targets one after another quick succession.
The timer eventually rings loudly ending the game. With a snap I dismiss my targets, causing to explode into pixels, and look at my scoreboard:
69,666
...Nice.
Having had my fun, I place my hands on the pitch black floor and focus.
Within minutes, a Iarge cr∆ck APpeaRs, rAinbovv light shiNinG r0rm iT.
I S7umbled a bit, but I steeled myself and leap inTo-thdyhcfrtgcf#-5$;-3-($:!-$_! Dtsjrz&$#:;-$*
A FATAL ERROR HAS OCCURRED
PREFORMING SYSTEM DIAGNOSTICS...
DIAGNOSTICS COMPLETE. PROBLEM IDENTIFIED
REPLACING ASSETS...
ASSETS SUCCESSFULLY REPLACED
I blink as the image of that red and black void comes to my mind despite what had happened.
"Interesting..." I say as I look up at the sky from the streets of Tokyo city.