Chapter 40 - FMA

After all these trifles have been dealt with. I plan on my next expedition and this time, no contracts. I will directly devour the soul and all its data.

Understandably since a contract is too shackling and stifling to hold. The body exerts its influence on me too much. So much that I can't bear it anymore.

Its like a Leopard was looking at a Gazzele through a Hyenas eyes. Since Hyenas are natural scavengers, his body dare not move to hunt without the pack.

So this time i plan on entering the Full Metal Alchemist world. Why ? For various reasons, one of which is to recruit an infantile cosmic being.

The Truth is the infantile cosmic being. Its because he still follows the laws of equivalent exchange. If he was a complete Cosmic being then the Laws of equivalent exchange would naturally not exist.

Also he is a conceptual Cosmic Being. Which means he was born through a concept and embodies it completely. So i wanna see how a conceptual Cosmic Being becomes a full fledged one.

More importantly it is a prelude to broaden my horizons and conquer the ultimate realities, one of which is the Nasuverse. I plan to f.u.c.k.i.n.g steal the Holy Grail System from Nasuverse.

But then again I don't qualify to even step foot there. I could be extinguished by Root who doesn't take it kindly on strangers and her own reality's living organisms.

Now more importantly Alchemy will be very helpful. Since Marvel verse Alchemy is only limited to brewing and creating, i have to enter the FMA verse.

Nah its more for shits and giggles. Its like i am trying to play a game whose ending i already know, on Hardcore mode.

So i take a step inside the Machine again which has now been upgraded by my Kai Doppelganger. Everything is relatively the same only this time Racial selection was limited to humanoid beings.

I don't wanna go powerless in a world full of Battle Alchemists and end up as an experimental Rat. So gender is random and area of rebirth is also random.

Then i enter the Machine and my soul is ejected. Thus allowing me to be slingshotted to the FMA verse. Now all i had to do was devour a weak body's soul.

So during the first day i was in no hurry to find or enter a body. But by the second day i had to, because the whole area where i was roaming had suddenly started to function as a Philosopher's Stone binding any and every soul to the ground.

Now i don't care much about anything else but i refused to be reborn as a Philosopher's Stone. How embarrassing would that be. I became an item the moment i was born, and to be used by the f.u.c.k.i.n.g pervert Dwarf in the flask. No Way In Any Reality.

So i relatively searched for anything that could allow me to have a body and i found the signs of a weak one. A male child of 9, tan skinned, white hair, red eyes, torn rags, Ahhh it was an Ishvalan survivor.

That must mean Amestris and Ishval were at war. A good sign at last, so i took the body devoured every bit of the childs soul which converted into data for me to refer from later on.

I woke up sluggishly and ran, i could only control my fatigue, blood loss and run. Okay i was joking, i was stumbling for a safe place to hide and ingest some Gene Modifer Crystals for more strength and energy.

Walking with the body of a child riddled with bullets and wounds of different calibers was hard. The blood loss which resulted in my Anaemia wasn't helping much in my case.

So i kept on, browsing through his memories which gave me even more fatigue. But every bit of knowledge would be helpful later on. Wait a minute its only been a few months since the child shooting incident.

That means we are at the most intense stage of the war. The time when State Alchemists would be sent to rampage here. With a Philosopher's Stone equipped, how could i forget that bit.

Meh Beggars can't be choosers. First things first find a safe place to heal this body. Second thing run as a bitch to the ends of Ishval. Third thing while we are at it, forage some Alchemical knowledge. Fourth thing destroy Canon, i mean Canon is just too sad.

Even seeing a circle and its activation once would be enough. The rest i can figure it out by myself. If this world truly follows the similarity in its science with my world, then it would be even more easy.

So i stumbled in a house that looked like it was shot by artillery fire. I stayed there and foraged for food to sate my hungry and childish body. What i found was only stale bread, sigh i guess i can be called lucky to have found food in a warzone.

Here goes nothing, hmm its on the chewy side and has horrible taste but nothing i could not take. So according to wartime recollections this can actually be considered a 3 star meal.

Then as luck would have it rained. Hence i was able to collect water for my parched body. But it also set my body in a feverish state. Then i started on my escape plans. I need a map of this world, or else i would most likely enter enemy camp without even knowing how.

So i started slowly healing my young body and building something that would be in complete odds to the situation this place was in. Anyway i had to work very slowly and preferably less loads.

Hey i am still wounded all right. You have to address me with patience. So all i did for the next few days was forage for food and collect water for my makeshift camp.

How nice it feels to apply what you learn. It is pretty easy, since i had always been gathering knowledge for a long time. Its pretty much being hoarded in my mind, ready to be applied.

So i kept on working and improving on what i was creating. Then i felt it, the presence of soldiers, a platoon of it. But what made ne twitch in anger was the fact that the sniper had detected me.

Damn it, i need to run. So i ran in my workshop but the shot never came. Then i realised that the soldiers are still uncomfortable with killing the children and females.

I took the Machinery i was creating and put whatever i need on the back of the thing, pulled it out my workshop. Behold the unveiling of the Wartime Makeshift Bicycle Version 1.

Don't laugh at me, seriously i will pout and i am f.u.c.k.i.n.g cute in this body. It won't end well for you guys with a heart problem.

I know the bicycle is eye-catching. But the childs body can only carry so much load. What ingest all the crystals for a massive boost. Are you trying to make me explode.

So i sat on the seat made of a plank of what i think was once a roof. All necessary items such as food and water are packed. Though its only stale bread and a few military bottles of water

The sun is up and shining, so time for the second phase of the plan. I took of my upper cloth and covered the back and cycled towards the opposite side of the Sun.

From what i gather North of me is where Amestris' camps are located. I am just guessing based on the movements of the soldiers okay.

Then i cycled, the chains are makeshift from wires, the pedal is two military bottles. The wheels are a courtesy of the Vehicles that were destroyed by the Ishvalan.

I know it looks disgusting, considering it can't even keep a speed of more than twenty kilometres per hour befoee every piece of it breaks down. But who said i needed it till the end.

I only need to reach a safe point after which i will obviously trash it. If i had Alchemy i could have had a better chance at creating this but we can work on that after my survival.

I shouted "Oye this is child abuse. I will have you reported you perverted uncles". This not only stunned them but made a few stumble as well. Half the strategy successful.

Then i peddaled away from the debris away from this small town to the horizon. Thats how the ending should have looked like, but they took out their military jeep to cough me up of the secret information i had to pass of which non existed.

Then again i did say my plan was only half successful. So began the incredulous chase of a military jeep and a makeshift cycle. The cycle would maneuvre with its limited speed on roads not possible for a speeding vehicle.

So many a times just by the shift of the route would cause them to stop for a while and shoot at me. This whole stage was to give them confidence that i no longer had any card up my sleeves.

So they chased me, and i kept cycling. Then i took the upper part of my clothe that had been covering the back of my cycle and it revealed a large piece of the vehicles metal which had been shined by me using the sand and rain water.

Kids what i am about to do is very dangerous, don't try this at home. With my calculations done i suddenly shifted my position granting me sunlight directly on the barely shined metal.

Now normally this would not be possible given the experience these soldiers have are still above me. But what can i say, cuteness is a deciding factor in many wars especially family war.

So they blinked their eyes, the driver shifting and barely crossing me and crashing on the a large piece of debris. Which sent a part of the jeep in the air, as such the jeep was now turning vertically while being mid air and Booom crash.

Then i turned around for a cool pose and the jeep exploded. Heroes don't look back at things they explode. Anyway jokes aside the jeep did not really explode but it sent everyone inside and outside it semi-conscious.

Since they were flying mid air, I don't know what happened to a few of the rest, that i could not find. I guess they must have been hit hard by the Land God Ishval. Mwahahahaha bow down to this Mad Shota.

Why did i do this even though i could have escaped early on. Its for the Map, at first i thought lets run, but then a plan hatched in my mind and it was feasible given my limited but high capability.

So i crafted and plotted this sinister plan. The only true problem was surviving until these knuckleheads understood that i was no mere child. The food supply was short but nonetheless enough for a few days and thus this is what transpired.

All in accordance with my plans. So i sat down and started rummaging through the unconscious soldiers and lo behold i found the Map with a Compass in the mix. Now time to ghost this joint. Thus i pulled the pin in one soldiers grenade and ran.

Meh pastes don't tell tales, so goodbye my honorable yet unmentioned sacrifices. This time it truly did explode and i walked in a cool way to insinuate the fact that it was me who did that.

Wait a minute my cycle with the food supply was in close proximity of the blast. Nooooooo idiot brain how could you invest yourself in acting cool. So began my journey in a warzone with only a Map and a Compass without any sustainance.