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D3rlord3 was writing the book, their mind already deteriorating as they try to warn avery not to turn left. They are just barely able to put in the code at the end, and sloppily edit the footage, before blacking out from what they saw behind the doors in the cave. His mind is falling apart, and trying to rebuild itself but the information is just too much for it to handle. It can't take it anymore.
Just as D3rlord3 passed out, theres a loud THUD as his back hits the ground. This almost immediately jolts them awake, as they quickly sit up and look around. 'What.. The fuck...' Is all they can think, before they get a horrid, splitting headache. It feels like their head will CRACK. OPEN. he goes up to hold his head in pain, when he feels a cold hard helmet back on his hand. He's confused, and probably should've realized it sooner, but.. He's become his Minecraft skin. Golden yellow armor, with dark leather undercoating, and a long red cape draping behind them. They slowly stand up, still holding their head as the headache only seems to get worse, they can't stand for long, as they soon fall back down into one knee, the headache is way too much to handle.
He grunts as it gets worse. Barely even able to think straight from how bad it was, before it just... Went away. Well, his head still slightly hurt, but most of the pain just randomly disappeared. This is weird. EVERYTHING happening right now is weird. First he was just at his computer and got blasted with INFINITE GODDAMN KNOWLEDGE, and now he's his fucking Minecraft skin in some dark forest!!... Wait. Where even is he?.. Oh God. He didn't even register it, but he's in the middle of a forest at NIGHT. What if like wolves or something attack him?? No wait. He has armor.. Right.
His headache starts again as MORE information gets plunged into his head, but about the new world he has been transported to.
Abilities...
Port Mafia...
Armed Detective Agency...
Everything.
He isn't confused. He understands it all, and now knows about the other people that have been transported to this world as well. Including Avery. He's here. D3rlord slightly panics, hoping Avery didn't get to or even SEE what was behind those doors, but if they was here too... Maybe that means they did. D3rlord finally stands up, and begins walking to the quickest way out of the forest, and into any sort of human settlements. Then.. He stops. He wearing golden armor, So he probably wouldn't fit in anywhere, but.. Is he even able to take it off? They try and.. Nope. Stuck on tight, won't even budge. Almost hurts to take off... Not even the helmet will come off!.. But, whatever. They continue walking towards a city, as more information gets poured into their brain, finding out that he is in Yokohama, Japan.
What. The fuck.
Not only did he turn into his Minecraft avatar, he changed entire CONTINENTS. Or maybe worlds. His world didnt have "abilities" at least. And then he thinks,
'Wait. Do I have an ability? How do I even activate it??'
they stop walking, and look down at their hands.. Before holding one hand out and concentrating on doing something. His hand is tingling.. And it feels like something is forming in their palm... POP. he slightly flinches, and then feels a cold wood handle in his hand, his fingers gripping around it. They look back, and see their trusty iron (? I DON'T REMEMBER IF IT WAS IRON OR NOT) pickaxe has appeared in their hand. They relax their arm, and pull the pickaxe closer to their face to examine it. It seemed... Completely normal. The handle is pure wood, and the head is hard cold iron. This is a little strange.. But whatever. He at least has his pickaxe with him. They sling the pickaxe over their shoulder and continue walking to the city, passing by a few animals on the way there. It was almost like he didn't even exist to the animals, as they didn't care how close he got to them. He could practically pet a deer! He never really saw them when he was still... Human..? Is he still human?? He didn't even think about this.. But he didn't think he was still human. He couldn't even take his armor off.. So there's no way he could be human!! God.. All of this is so weird.
D3rlord continues walking, until he comes across a clearing with a small pond in the middle of it. He decides to take the time to see what he looks like, by staring at the water and his reflection. Sure enough, a golden helmet with a red Mohawk, but there was also something different. He had a single golden eye. It didn't even have any eye whites, just a single glowing gold outline. His face was also covered in a permanent shadow, never showing what was under it even if a light was shown directly on it. god.even his body was weird. He sits down at the pond, just staring at himself, his golden armor slightly shining in the dim moonlight. His eyes have adjusted more to the dark, but it was still slightly hard to see. He stops staring at himself in the pond, and looks up to the moon, even seeing a few fish jump out of the water as he looks. how long had he been walking for? It didn't seem like that long, but the moon was already staring to get to the horizon, it was in the middle of the sky when he first got there. He sits there for a while, listening to the calming water to the rustling of the leaves, and the chirping of bugs, forgetting all about his headache as a soothing calmness washed over him.
CRACK
Everything stops. D3rlord snaps out of his calmed state and is brought back to reality as a stick breaks nearby where he was.
'what was that? Was it a deer.? No no.. That was way too heavy..'
he quickly stands up into a more defensive pose, holding his pickaxe as a weapon. It may have not been a weapon in Minecraft, but it can be now. He looks around, trying to scan for any movement, but he can't see anything. He can't see anything.. But he can hear it. It's barely audible, but he can hear something, someone walking around in the forest. He doesn't know if they have seen him yet, but decides to just get the HELL out of there. Even if the deer's didn't mind him, he didn't want to take any changed with wolves, or hell even a BEAR. He just turned around and ran. Even in this heavy armor, his body felt light as he ran. Actually, the armor never even seemed to weigh him down at all. It never felt heavy! Thats good for him I guess.. Whatever, he doesn't have time to think about that. He needs to focus on running and dodging trees, because whatever was walking around him has started chasing him as well. He dodges and weaves, slowly starting to lose what is following him, he found out how to 'unequip' his pickaxe as it was somewhat distracting, and not having it would mean he would be able to focus more on running.
POV CHANGE - ATSUSHI
Atsushi was sent out on a mission by Ranpo to "find someone in golden armor in this forest". What was that even supposed to mean? Who would wear armor in a place like this?? I mean.. I guess it could protect you from some stuff.. But you would stand out so much! And... Why were they in a forest this late at night?? Whatever.. If Ranpo wants it, then it's probably important.
He's been walking around this dense forest for so long.. Where could this guy even be? It shouldn't be that hard to find someone in GOLDEN armor!! He slightly flinches at every crunch and crack that happens near him, and almost yelps when a deer runs past him. He's exhausted. he doesn't want to do this anymore, how much longer can he even do this? He's looking around the best he can, when he's sees it. A golden glint of armor in a clearing of the woods. The slowly approaches them, getting a full view of the person sitting by the water, they're covered in gold armor and a long red cape is draped behind them, but strangest of all, Atsushi can't see their face... Like, at all. He's thinking on how to approach this person, but they look so.. Peaceful. Just sitting there. He slowly starts walking towards the person, before stepping on a branch, and it makes a loud CRACK.
He quickly jumps behind a tree, God.. That was so embarrassing!! He hears the person jump up, they're probably looking for him.. He should've just said "hello!"... Atsushi slowly tiptoes around to get a good angle to walk out and seem less threatening, but before he even gets a chance the person dashes off into the forest.
'crap.. Crap crap crap crap crap!!... This isn't good.. I- I need to catch up to him!! Oh God... Ranpo's gonna laugh at me when I get back isn't he..'
He panics for a second before snapping back and remembering he needs to catch that guy. He quickly scrambles to chase after the armored person, dashing through bushes and trees to try and catch up to them, but God DAMN were they fast!
'huff... Pant.. My God.. How are they.. So fast!?..'
Atsushi was running out of stamina, and was barely even able to catch up to the person. He then realized, why didn't he just call out to the person? I mean, they look humanoid enough, so they have to be able to speak... Right?. He sure hopes so. And with that, he decided to yell out to try and stop the person from running.
"uh- HEY! W- COME BACK! I.. uhm I DON'T MEANT ANY HARM!!"
Atsushi hopes that at least somewhat clears up what is happening
POV CHANGE - D3RLORD3
D3rlord heard the person behind them yelling to "please stop running", but he didn't trust whoever was behind him. He wanted to yell back, but.. It didn't even feel like he could. Wait.. Did he even have a mouth?? He didn't think he did... Oh God.. How is he even supposed to live without talking?? This is worse than he thought.. But he has to focus on running. Though, something was strange. Even after all of this running, he didn't feel tired. Even the person behind him, he could hear them panting, but he didn't even feel an ounce of sweat.. His legs didn't even hurt! The trees around them are starting to dissipate, they must be getting closer to society. He was able to start and multitask as he didn't need to worry about dodging as many trees, and now, he could focus on making himself a mouth to speak, he just needs to stall the guy until he can make one. D3rlord rounds trees and makes sharp turns to try and stall, or even lose the person chasing them.
After a while of practically just running in circles, d3rlord finally managed to make themselves a mouth, now they just need to yell back at who is chasing them (who was also just trying to yell at him to stop running). From the knowledge he is still slowly getting, he learns that this guys name is Atsushi, and he works for something called the "Armed Detective Agency". He starts to summon his pickaxe in his hand, and yells back at Atsushi
"LEAVE. ME. ALONE."
d3rlord is able to yell that out at Atsushi, and summons their pickaxe. And then, throws the pickaxe straight at Atsushi's head.
Atsushi isn't even given enough time to react, as an iron pickaxe is thrown straight towards his face. It hits his skull, and he stops dead in his tracks, then falls face down to the grassy floor unconscious. A small pool of blood forming around his head.
"Oh- oh shit. Ohhhhh... Sshhhit."
Oh God. Did d3rlord kill him?? Ohhhh God.. This is not good. Like, at all. What should he do?? A city shouldn't be too far from here- should he bring him to a hospital? No wait, right. He looks like a cartoon character. What is he supposed to do??? Uhhhh...
"Okay.... Okay I know what to do. Ill just... Uhm.. Bring him to his work.. Yeah."
D3rlord looks around for anything to bandage Atsushi's head and stop it from bleeding, and just decides to wrap some parts of his cape that he ripped off. They carefully wrap the ripped cape piece around Atsushi's forehead and carefully pick him up. The moon is slowly dipping below the ground, and the sun is peeking out through the horizon, setting the sky in a beautiful pink. D3rlord begins walking towards where the trees fizzle out more and more, before seeing tall buildings in the distance.
"Oh my God.. Finally."
He starts speed walking towards the city, weaving through bushes and shrubs. It's still fairly late, so hopefully there isn't anyone outside right now. He walks around the city, ducking into alleyways every once in a while to make sure no one sees him, and searching through the sea of knowledge in his brain to find where the ADA (Armed Detective Agency) is. Though, while walking around, they swear they can feel someone or something watching them. He decides to ignore it for now, and continues their way to the ADA building. After a while of walking, he makes it to the corner office that holds the ADA, and he tried to open the door, but.. It's locked. Of course it's locked. The bottom floor is a cafe. Why didn't he think of this?? Ugh.. Sorry cafe workers, but he's gonna have to break in. D3rlord carefully places Atsushi down nearby, before summoning his pickaxe and breaking down the door to get inside. The door is practically gone, so he picks up Atsushi again and carefully steps inside, walking down past the cafe and into a stairwell. They carefully walk up the stairs, trying not to make too much noise incase there were still people here. D3rlord makes it to the second floor, and slowly opens a door, which does just open to look like a simple, plain, office room. Theres a couch near a window, so d3rlord decides to lay Atsushi down on the couch and gets some paper to write a note. It takes him around a minute to write, as they are still getting used to their newfound strength.
"Hello. I am sorry for hitting you with my pickaxe. I brought you back to your work. No hard feelings. -D3RLORD3"
He finishes the note, and places it by Atsushi to see when he might wake up. D3rlord is slightly worried that his condition will get worse since he got hit in the head with an IRON PICKAXE. He is standing above Atsushi, just staring and studying him incase they meet again, and finally decides to leave. Walking down the stairs with careful steps, taking one last look up to where the room was, before hearing a voice come from the doorway to enter the cafe.
"Well well! Arent you a sight for sore eyes?"
D3rlord whips his head around to the doorway, seeing a man standing there with short brown hair and a long beige coat. His hands were in his pockets and he's standing above the rubble that was the old door.
"So you were the one that made this mess. You'll have to pay for this you know? I mean, that armor can probably go for a lot."
D3rlord is just standing there, confused. His cape slightly flowing in the wind coming from the missing door, and his glowing golden eye analysing the man that is standing before him. This man.. His name is Osamu Dazai. His ability is to cancel other abilities just by touching the person. He could be dangerous, but the information flowing into their brain is telling them that he is barely ever that serious, unless their trainee is in danger. Wait. Wait wait wait. Atsushi is his trainee. Shit.
"Yknow, Ive been following you for a while. Found it quite strange on why you were carrying Atsushi. Tell me, do you work for the port mafia?"
Port mafia.. D3rlord heard about that from the information, but it was also during one of his horrible headaches, so he didn't really pay it much mind. The port mafia.. They are dangerous huh. Hopefully d3rlord doesn't have to interact with them much.
"Answer me. I'm getting bored of waiting. I saw Ranpo telling Atsushi to find you, so why are you here and what do you want from Atsushi." Dazai says, also pointing at d3rlord
D3rlord is snapped out of his thinking by the voice of Dazai, who was growing ever impatient. They put up their hands in a slightly defensive pose, or trying to say 'slow down's with their hands. D3rlord forms their mouth again, and behind to speak.
"I.. Didn't meant to harm him. I don't know where I am or who you people are." That was probably a complete lie. He knows these people from the information in his brain, and he knows that he's in Yokohama Japan. Dazai only stares at them in suspicion, not believing a word he's saying. They just stare at each other for a while, waiting for the other to do something. Dazai finally speaks
"Hm. You're able to hold out for quite a while in a staring contest! Here, my name is-"
"Osamu Dazai. I know. I lied about not knowing. Sorry."
Dazai is slightly surprised by the random dude knowing his name. And then he starts chuckling, turning into a full on laugh.
"WOW! Your one strange dude! (speak for yourself) what else do you know?" Dazai says to them, trying to test his limits "Tell me everything! I won't mind." Dazai says while walking towards a table, sitting down at it. "Cmon! Have a seat!" He says, gesturing d3rlord to sit down. D3rlord slowly and anxiously walks over to the table booth and sits down on the opposite end of Dazai and starts fidgeting with his hands under the table.
"So.. What else do you know? I mean, you've got to know more stuff right?" Dazai asks d3rlord and is staring at them expectantly
"Well.. Your ability is named 'No longer human's and it disables other people's abilities just by touching them.. You work with a man named Kunikida who is always yelling at you. You don't take your work seriously, unless one of your friends are in serious danger..." D3rlord starts listing out things they know about Dazai and the people Dazai knows. Dazai meanwhile, is quite intrigued by how much d3rlord knows about him and his friends. "Mhm... What else?" Dazai asks "know any.. dark secrets?" He says. "Well.. I know one about you. Your old job." After saying this, Dazai's entire demeanor changes. How does this random guy know about his old job? He thought everyone but the port mafia didn't know about it. Dazai starts chuckling, but not in the funny silly manner like he was before.
"Wow. You sure do know a lot huh? You could even rival Ranpo. Now tell me, how do you know about my old job."
The sentence was delivered with a slightly cold tone, wanting answers on how someone outside of the port mafia knew about his doings in it.
"Well, to put it lightly, I know everything."
Their words hold quite a bit of weight as they say this, but d3rlord is only met with small chuckles from Dazai. "And how did you get around to be able to 'know everything'?" Dazai asks him. D3rlord decides to explain exactly what happened to him, and why he knows everything.
The cave.
The strange forest and hallways.
The underwater tunnels.
And the doors.
Those doors. Those god. Damn. Doors.
He wouldn't be here if it weren't for those doors. If it weren't for that entire world. Now he's like this. His brain overflowing with information it can barely handle, and all because he saw it. He saw the king.
Dazai was listening closely as d3rlord told his story, and watching him intensely to see his mannerisms. His story seemed insane. But by how he knew about his doings in the port mafia, theres no way to deny it. The ADA couldn't let someone of this value go to waste because of the port mafia. So, Dazai had an offer.
"Here, let me give you an offer. You, can work with me and the rest of the ADA members, and in turn we can protect you from the port mafia, sense it seemed like you were worried when you said my 'past job'."
D3rlord stares at him, before going deep into thought. Would joining the ADA be beneficial to him? I mean, they can protect him from the port mafia, he didn't really want to be captured by them for his knowledge. Hmm... Fine. He will take up their offer in turn for his protection.
"Alright. Ill think about it. What would you even want me to do?" D3rlord asks, slightly curious.
"Oh, yknow, most likely just some paper work. You will probably have the same type of job as Ranpo! Working more as a detective for cold cases and helping us for finding where to go.." Dazai lists out some things d3rlord can do for work at the ADA
D3rlord listens closely, maybe working at the ADA would be perfect for him! Not having too many responsibilities, and using the knowledge he has to help people instead of going insane! After thinking for a while, he decides to take up the offer and work with the ADA, more of for his own safety.
"Alright. Ill take up your offer. Ill work for the ADA." D3rlord says to Dazai. He's still fidgeting with his hands under the table. Dazai smiles in response to this, and says
"Alright! You can meet the president in the morning, say, what is your name?"
"My name? Hm. It's Derlord." (it's the same as d3rlord but just not spelled with a 3)
"Nice to meet you Derlord! I'm happy you could join the ADA." Dazai says, shaking d3rlords hand.