Chapter 2 - Choosing Location and Cliché Start (Patreon)

"Another is in a somewhat peaceful village. It is still far from the frontier, but somewhat close for immigrants, so the general order is... quite low." The Creator spoke about another location. 'She would likely pick this one after she hears the rest.' She licked her lips gently.

"She also died of shock, but it's a bit more cliché. She was an adventurer, but because they didn't let her level up, she was seen as a burden." The Creator chuckled as she added more backstory.

"I can go with that. It's not too embarrassing, not so easy, but also not so difficult, since they would kick me from the Adventurer's Guild because of this." Gaia nodded gently. The last part was very important to her for future plans.

"Do you have something against guilds?" The Creator asked. 'There were still things even I didn't understand about the system. Just because you can create something, doesn't mean you understand the inner workings behind it.' It was easy to create a system. Creation magic could handle it, but all interactions and what might happen... It was difficult to handle all of that.

"Ah, I forgot to ask. What is the date, and make it in 'World' years." Gaia narrowed her eyes.

'She is so cautious, how cute.' The Creator was completely blinded, ignoring the fact that Gaia changed the topic.

"It's currently 746 after the great 'War'." The Creator smiled. 'Those pesky Outer Gods would invade or change the landscape once in a while, so it was probably important for her to decide where she would go.' She nodded gently.

"Ugh." Gaia groaned gently. "That means I will have to go through that civil war that will change into a continental war, huh?" She groaned once more since that would be quite troublesome.

"As long as the future doesn't change too much." The Creator nodded seriously.

Not everything was set in stone. If a player was skilled enough, he could visibly change the land and rules, but only a few players could do that...

"There are too many variables. I don't know where to start." Gaia groaned unhappily.

"All you need to do is enjoy your life... and beat up the Nameless Deity." The Creator gave her thumbs up of approval for this 'life mission'.

"If I complete the [Life Mission], do I have to ascend?" Gaia asked her with curiosity.

"I would prefer that." The Creator nodded at Gaia. 'But it's still unfortunate that she can't see me...' She was convinced that Gaia would rush it if she could see her.

"Hmmmmmm, does Crystallum include the original DLCs?" Gaia asked her.

"If you mean Heaven, Hell and surrounding continents, then yes. There are also special dimensions, but I would prefer for you not to go there if possible." The Creator voiced her concerns.

"Ew, who would want to go into those shitholes?!" Gaia cried out.

'I'm glad she disliked that place as much as I do.' The Creator was enamoured with her liveliness.

"I'm also guessing that I won't see my body state, right?" Gaia asked her while rolling around.

"It's the beauty of my system." The Creator giggled.

"Ugh, I really wanted to power-scale through the roof..." Gaia groaned again.

'It didn't seem like she was too upset about it, good.' The Creator nodded happily. "Do we have everything settled?"

"I think so? I will have to get a bit of a 'bad reputation' for stealing, but I should be able to manage." Gaia nodded gently.

"If you want to change {Criminal} Classes, you will have to pray inside a church. It doesn't matter what kind, I will always be present." The Creator gently smiled. 'It was obvious that she would go for both criminal and normal jobs. She might even pick up the [Slaver] Class, so it was important for her to know how to get rid of the 'stigma'.' She was convinced that her World would change greatly with Gaia around.

"That way, I will be able to manipulate the jobs freely, right?" Gaia asked.

'Once you obtained a {Criminal} Class, no matter what kind of Class you had previously, it would be locked in the first place. In other words, it would replace her [Jack of All Trades] with {Criminal} Class. This would definitely ruin her chances of having a normal life, so I'm glad that I included that loophole in the system.' The Creator went through the information again just in case she forgot anything. 'Although it seems like the other Gods like to abuse that fact.' She clicked her tongue.

"Yes." The Creator answered her.

"Cool." Gaia giggled.

'It seems like her Soul is completely stable, so it's time for us to part ways for the time being.' The Creator sighed with sadness.

"Then I shall descend you, Gaia." The Creator chuckled to herself, not letting her speak any more...

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Gaia opened her eyes in an unfamiliar room. There was no longer a feeling of weightlessness and an endless horizon of clouds.

She was in a very poor room, standing still.

'She really died of shock and in a standing position no less! That's incredible!' Gaia laughed inside her mind, like some kind of burden was lifted off of her shoulders.

Gaia didn't check her body just yet, since she wanted to see what would play right in front of her. 'What kind of scenario will I see~' She hummed to herself.

Those 'party' members stared at Gaia with disgusted expression.

Gaia coughed inside her mind. 'Let me narrate this thing.'

"You are hereby banished from the Heroes party!" The loud and obnoxious little twerp declared.

'He is small and pitiful, but to think that this cliché was THAT cliché!' Gaia chuckled inside her mind, still keeping that poker face.

'I won't answer him, since it will look more convincing guessing her short memories.' Gaia was going through the memories of the one who just died.

Gaia nodded at those memories. 'The story went like this: She didn't have any hometown since it was destroyed, so she was an orphan who picked up the adventuring job. She explored dungeons to earn riches and blablablabla.' Gaia rolled her eyes and observed them.

'This Douchebag wanted to kick her out of the party since she was not as beautiful as the other companions, which were:

The Douchebag that earned the Title of 'Legendary Hero':

He was short, around 165-170 cm. His hair was black, which was abnormal for this place. Well, it was a very rare colour, but the funniest thing was the fact that he coloured his hair, since his eyebrows were of a completely different shade! His eyes were brown, which was the most common colour on this continent. His eyebrows were thick like he was growing a bush on his forehead, and his lips were so feminine that one questioned his gender!

His build was pitiful, since he completely leaned into the Blessing's power, so that he didn't need to train (But it should be ectomorph type, I think). His clothes looked luxurious. It's probably from all the times he scammed me. He had a sword and shield, which was the most common set for warriors. You could both block and deal damage.

He was quite wealthy thanks to scamming all of our previous party members and he used that money to court the new party members.'

Gaia observed him again, but her description was very accurate.

"I never liked you to begin with!" Said the 'beautiful' Elf.

'Moving on to an Elf...' Gaia narrowed her eyes.

'The Elf that had her holes run through by an orc earned the Title of 'Legendary Sniper':

She was tall, at around 2 or maybe even 2.1 metres. It's hard to say since she was towering above me. Her hair was very long and her hair colour was that of emerald-green, which signified the Royalty of the Elven Court. Unfortunately, her eyes were dull brown, which meant she was a bastard child. Her eyebrows were thin and her lips were thick like a fish...

However, her body looked like that of a tall human, which even more signified that she was a bastard child (In other words, rectangle type). She had well-trained muscles, which was unlike an elf and a pair of quite short ears, which once again signified that she was not a normal elf. Her clothing was debatable, between skimpy outfits covered with see-through fabric, so it didn't leave much for imagination.

Her signature weapon was not a bow, but a gun. Yes, an elf with a gun. Well, it was closer to a magical gun, since it didn't fire bullets like a normal gun, but pellets made out of magic. She had the highest firepower as long as she had Mana to create the bullets. She could also imbue them with elements, gosh I'm jealous...

The Elf was as flat as she could get, so she was jealous of me, because of my somewhat large boobs that attracted the attention of the Douchebag.' Gaia discreetly licked her lips, since this backstory was more common than one might expect.

"I still can't believe that you stole money from us." Said the Saintess.

Gaia narrowed her eyes. 'Another 'victim':

The 'Saintess' that lost her brain cells due to the Douchebag fucking her constantly earned the Title of 'Legendary Saintess':

She was short, at around 160 cm. She was shorter than me, I think... for some reason, she liked to wear revealing clothing with boots that had high heels. The length of her hair was short, since she was technically a Priestess. Her hair colour was somewhat unique, although painted once again, blond, but since the maintenance of such hair was expensive, it maintained the dirty blond colour instead of the vivid blond. I mean, it suited her status since she lost her Divine Favour and was no longer able to heal as effectively. Her eyebrows were normal and her lips were pouty since the amount of blowjobs that she gave was staggering.

As for her body... well... You would think that she was a Succubus and not a Human (The hourglass type). Her hips were wide, her waist was slim and her tits were overwhelming. It was obvious why Douchebag wanted her in the party.

Her signature weapon was a prayer stick. It's like a long stick with the Deity's symbol attached to it, but since she had 'fallen' her symbol crumbled with it, so it was now just a stick. However, let's talk about when it was in its prime! That weapon enhanced Holy Mana usage and would also reduce consumption, meaning that you would heal more for even less Holy Mana!

She didn't like me since in the beginning, the Douchebag was very overprotective of me, which made her jealous... Was she really a Saintess? I have no idea, but she did heal less after fucking him, so it's possible. Depending on the church, if you engaged in carnal pleasures, you would lose your Divine Favour, a fancy word for God's Favour.' Gaia believed that this 'Saintess' was the most troublesome one, since all their earnings had to go into Potions, instead of saving them through her healing.

"I-" Said the strange Hyena-kin as her body squirmed.

Gaia shuddered. 'No, wait! Why are you blushing at me?!'

'The strange Hyena-kin that was blushing at me had earned the Title of 'Feral Warrior':

She was tall at around 170 cm, but even with that kind of height, she was very intimidating. Her hair was very short, mostly white in colour, but with streaks of black for camouflage. Her eyes were the colours of pretty ambers, which were not round, but slitted like that of a dog or bear.

Furthermore, her body was not bad. She was the only one who actually trained, so there was almost no fat on her body, with wide hips, but narrow shoulders (The inverted triangle type). As for why she was in the party... Cough Let's just say that Hyena-kin is a race of only women, so they also frolic between each other. Yes, they have a dick... (but no balls for some reason.) She also had very little clothing, but that was because she was a tundra hyena, so she was overly hot in a mild environment. So the only things she wore were shorts and a kind of like short shirt that revealed her well-developed belly.

As for her weapons, those were quite unique, one that I only saw as prototypes in history: The claw gauntlets. She ripped her enemies apart with her claws. Very horrific, but effective way of getting rid of enemies, especially since they were light and didn't tire you out like a sword and shield or gun.

She... was the mildest one. She didn't try to abuse me, or anything like the previous would do, but she did like to torment me. Not only that, but she would bring blood with her to show me, or the innards of animals and throw it at me. It was quite horrific every time I saw it...

As for the reason why she was in the party... if the Douchebag's kink was not obvious, read her Title again...' Gaia shuddered at the thought again. She was not really into Hyena-kins.

Gaia glanced at the last party member. 'The Dwarf...

'The last one was a Dwarf that loves to drink.

He never really did anything to harm me, but he also never did try to help me.

The Dwarf that loves to drink earned the Title 'Legendary Protective Shield'.

Simply put, he was a tank of this group. And he always wore full armour, so I never saw his face. Moreover, I don't visit pubs since I have no money, so...' Gaia had conflicting feelings about the Dwarf...