Author's Note:
Character Map:
"X" = Loid Orcus (protagonist)
"(X)" = Loid Orcus (strong inner thought)
°X° = Makina
•X• = Soul Goddess Aksa
^X^ = Sebastian (AI Assistant)
X>X = Chat Window/Panel in the Livestream
*X* = God and Goddess
#X# = Deities
?X?=Unknown Person
×X×=(Monster/Enemy)
Others:
[X] = Status Board/What is written on it/ Status Window (New)
--- = POV Change
|||| = Time Skip
(X) = Explanation/author/ A.U.T.H.O.R.
([X]) = Sound effect
{X} = Buttons, or something that may cause a certain action
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After a few minutes, although I heard them throwing words, I wasn't in the mood to listen—especially knowing who they were.
A few more minutes passed, and eventually, they were unable to resist any longer—they were subdued.
After a few minutes, although I heard them throwing words, I wasn't in the mood to listen—especially knowing who they were.
A few more minutes passed, and eventually, they were unable to resist any longer—they were subdued.
"And that's what happened, folks."
X> …Slavery… just that alone is enough for me to surmise what their social structure must be like.
X> Indeed, and with that alone, I could also deduce what their civilization might look like. Though not definitive, it's probably around the 16th to 17th century—especially when considering the convenience of magic.
X> We can't say for sure. Although I agree with the time period, considering the performance data gathered, we might be looking at a civilization with pre- or mid-20th-century capabilities in terms of combat prowess. People cutting steel and firing grenades—that alone is an enormous variable.
X> Serious discussions, etc.
The chat buzzed after hearing my account of what happened while I was away—especially regarding the concept of slavery.
Even people who weren't usually judgmental had a few words to say about this world.
People I assumed were civil servants, holding various positions and professions, gathered to discuss the matter. Some even private-messaged me, wanting to pursue their own interests.
There was also the Research chat group I had been invited to—a group I had been checking for a while now. They bombarded me with questions about topics related to their fields of interest.
Even that research-focused chat, usually filled with personal interests, was buzzing with discussions—disturbed by what I had just explained.
And then, the Diplomat Chat Group was even more chaotic.
They debated whether diplomacy with this world was even possible or if the social conflict was too vast to bridge.
As for the Community Group Chat—the largest chat group, with admins representing different nationalities and communities (yes, even Robot Rights groups)—it resembled the stream chat in sheer speed.
The chat was moving so fast that admins had to ban users confirmed to be causing mass panic.
I could only imagine what the news would be like.
The good thing was that we saved the people and captured the culprits alive, causing only minimal criticism.
Unlike what I initially feared, the situation hadn't blown up into a massive controversy.
The viewers were already familiar with human rights issues, but when it came to applying Earth's laws to people from another world, that was where politics got involved.
There was already debate on whether the people of another world should be included in these laws—or not.
But that discussion had to be delayed as I had something important to say.
"Sadly, I have more to report. The people we rescued... to be honest, excluding their race—which really looks like DND races—most of them are either sick or injured. Of course, it's obvious that they should be treated immediately, but the problem is... how do we treat them?"
X> ...? (This one didn't realize what it implies.)
X> ...! (This one just realized it.)
X> ... (This one has been pondering since I spoke my first word.)
X> ...?!... (Etc.)
At that, another buzz erupted, especially in the medical and pharmaceutical fields.
People called, texted, and video-called me, trying to understand the situation, but I also had something to say.
*"I know what you're all trying to do, but we simply don't have the facilities to collect the data you'd be asking for—we lack resources.
That's why I've decided... we'll be returning to base to treat these people and gather information before actually stepping onto the mainland—now that we have the means to do so."*
At that, the stream viewers agreed, and those in medicine immediately urged me to return.
But someone interrupted me.
°At that, we have come up with a solution.°
•Although I could just treat them all, I know I won't always be around. So, I'll leave it to you and your people.
Makina and the Goddess appeared on the screen, surprising many viewers who had assumed I was alone.
Well, except for Makina, who was known to be an AI.
It had been known for a while that I somehow had access to the internet despite being in another world.
•Hello, I'm Aksa—
"Haha, this is AKA AKSA, It's an acronym, and I know most of you won't bother figuring out what it means, For those who will, just check our official website, What website?, The one we're launching today after this stream ,Now, back to the topic—what is it, Makina?"
°Then, I will report. Regarding the issue earlier—with the assistance of the Gods and Goddesses—we will be able to transport the rescued people to the main base without returning.°
"Hmm? How?"
°The Gods and Goddesses will aid us by providing a means to make this possible. Instead of explaining, it's better to show you.°
At that, the camera shifted to show the front deck of the ship.
Meanwhile, Aksa was pulling something in the background, but that was a separate matter.
A white dot appeared in the scene, slowly expanding until it completely obscured the view from the cockpit.
X> Whoa, what is that...? I mean, it's obviously a portal of some sort.
X> I see this all the time. Well, usually, it's green.
X> Rick and Morty? That show is old, but damn, it's immortal on TicTac (TikTok) as a distraction.
X> More like, it's the focus.
X> Agreed, etc.
"It seems the viewers are correct. Also, for your information—I just got invited to the Medical group chat, and right now, they're hurrying me to return to base. So, I'll keep this short."
At that, Makina took the wheel and steered the ship into the portal.
(??? POV)
?...Ahh?
"Ahh, you're awake. But excuse me—I need to tell you something quickly, Although we've done our best to address urgent cases like hunger and fever, there's still one thing we don't fully understand, Can I ask you something?"
?...Yes. But where am I?
"Ahh, as for that... just know that you're in safe hands, Not that we can explain how or why, but trust me when I say I serve a god—like a priest, if you will, In the name of the Soul Goddess Aksa, I assure you, I am not lying."
?...Ahh... I see. Goddess Aksa, our Goddess?
"Indeed, the god we serve, Now then, may I ask my question?"
?...Sure... go ahead...?
"Thank you. I'll get straight to the point, What race are you?"
?...Our fellow people call ourselves Mutants, but the world knows us as... Abominations.?
"I see. Abominations, huh? That's quite a name for a race."
?...Just Abominations...?
"...Wait. Do you mean the literal word? Not a pronoun, like 'Elf' or 'Dwarf'?"
"...Yes. Just 'Abomination.'"
"???"
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AOT
Hello guys, how you been, as for me, well, not tired, but really tired, exam just yesterday, well leave this aside
Hope you have a good read and day to come, and earlier is really not an excuse then again have good read and day to come