(This Chapter has been Edited by the Helpfulnintendoplayer96v8)
I woke up and rubbed my eyes while glancing at my left and extending my hand, making the coffin open and pulled out butterflies that started moving around, making them grab a button-up shirt while I was getting up once that was done I let them put the shirt on while lazily putting on some pants on. I have... about four hours more before work starts.
The butterflies went back into the coffin and I glanced at the door after I heard someone knock on it, I walked up to it and opened it. Seeing the same guy that is always there handing me E.G.O... now that I take a better look at him and his bald head, the most eye-catching feature was his uniform being all black with some yellow accents that form hexagons, "You are a lot earlier than usual." I commented while noticing the two E.G.O gearboxes he is carrying with him.
He chuckled miserably, "Only because the Manager has asked me to tell you to come meet him. Since I'm the one handing you E.G.O usually, so they decided to kill two birds with one stone." I blinked at that one.
"We have communicators, though?" He stopped moving while sucking wind through his teeth.
"That we do."
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Moving on then, "This is from the Funeral, right? HE level gear sounds pretty neat." The TETH suit made me feel straight up super-human, this one will be quite the step-up.
He then responds with a silly smile, "You mean HE and WAW?" Come again?
At my expression, he explained his words in further detail, "Some abnormalities have stronger gear than their level shows, usually because they are stronger than what their level says but not enough to adjust the threat level." Well, that's something else.
I took the boxes and looked inside the first with a suit that just screamed 'Funeral' but with style, along with a black overcoat, this thing is just cool.
That's when I opened the other Box while leaving the suit over my shoulder and... I think I fell in love, if only a little. These two pistols that are a little too big to be just called pistols but not big enough to say they are hand cannons... I guess the term Magnum would fit?
So yeah two magnums, one was black with white butterflies along with a white middle structure and the other one was its exact opposite in color, white gun, black middle structure, and black butterflies. Their overall design was bulky too but not in an annoying way.
I glanced at the coffin and with a mental command, the butterflies came flying out again and started carrying the E.G.O suit of Punishing Bird... without the chest plate, I removed since it was quite the useful weapon and put a strap on it making it a shield.
The E.G.O handler stared at this with curiosity, "I... we could fix this easily enough, but what happened to the chest plate? And where is One Sin E.G.O weapon?" he asked me and I shrugged.
"They are useful, so I'm asking for permission to have them on hand, would that be an issue?" He pondered this for a moment and stared straight into my eyes.
He pointed at the guns, "If you can grab this and the other E.G.O weapon at the same time." That's... oddly specific, the butterflies moved again and brought One Bro's E.G.O weapon. Grabbing it with my right hand and letting the Butterflies grab the boxes, letting me grab the white magnum on my left one.
I felt... a clash at that but nothing too dangerous, the gun gave off the same feeling the coffin did and was easy enough to move along with it while One Bro's seemingly empowered itself from the gun... that is very interesting.
"See, I'm fine." The expression of the handler was stony.
He took a deep breath and exhaled, "I thought you were just another hotshot... but there is definitely something special about you, the manager would like to speak with you, by the way." Yeah, you had already alluded to it, but confirmation is nice.
I gave him a nod, and he left while I prepared myself for what would be quite an interesting meeting, I closed the door and put the E.G.O on, feeling a memory coming to mind without my permission, the room full of bodies of employees and their faces became so much clearer to me.
Taking a deep breath and letting go, I glanced at my E.G.O suit with a raised brow, that is probably the first time I felt anything other than emotions while putting an E.G.O suit on.
The butterflies put the coffin on my back... I still have no idea how that works, it doesn't even have a strap.
Also turns out the overcoat has holsters hidden inside for the two magnums... to put it simply...
MY BODY IS READY!
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Thank god I only thought that, I made my way through the halls and rooms of the building, saluting people left and right, and that one awkward meeting with a control team clerk that took a photo of me and walked out with a big smile on her face. I ignored that last one for my own good.
I stared at the elevator that was noticeable further away from the work grounds... also the door of the elevator straight up looks unbreakable, said door opened by itself startling me slightly, but I also took it as my signal to keep going.
There wasn't any elevator music, so that was a plus.
When the elevator stopped I exited and saw a short hallway with one door at the end... an actual normal door in here, that was weirder than it had any right to be, I knocked on the door and waited for a response.
"Enter"
I'm sorry what.
He sounds so similar to me, but the tone just doesn't fit me, I'm not that reserved! I opened the door and saw Angela at the left seating in front of a number of monitors while her office chair was turned towards my direction, giving me an ample view of her form and her eyes that kept their sharpness even on this surprisingly normal office.
Aside from the STUPID number of monitors, on the front desk staring at me was... me.
The silence was incredibly awkward while the manager that looks like me, or do I look like him?
The image he had tried to build about himself kinda crumbled when he coughed, "You said he wasn't related to me." The manager directed that question at Angela, who... why is she so amused.
"You aren't." The simple reply must have been deliberate, she is enjoying this.
The manager sighed, "So what the hell am I looking at?" He gestured at me with his hand while I gave him a raised brow, he hasn't noticed he is being laughed at.
"While your family tree shows no indication of a Twin Brother, this could be just a one in a million chance your appearance is similar and the DNA test-" When the hell did you guys get a sample of my DNA?
Actually, I don't want to know, "-Shows no important similarities." I stared at the manager, and the manager stared at me.
"I'msuresomeone else having my face wouldn't be considered unimportant,Angela." That was... I don't think being hostile was warranted there.
Angela's eyes were always closed when glancing at the manager now that I think about it, not only that but her emotions vanished every time the man's eyes were on her, curious...
The manager sighed and rubbed his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Damn machine..." I gave him a glare, if only for a moment before cooling my face, there is something about the manager that...
Makes me absolutelyhatehim, "I thought you wanted to meet me sir." I interrupted whatever this was, weird as it is, having a similar face to him isn't a big deal.
He nodded, "Indeed, let's cut to the chase then... the last four days you have excelled in all categories along with suppressing the urges E.G.O give with ease and working abnormalities perfectly." I blinked for a moment.
Wait, was I meant to suppress the feelings of the E.G.O?... I'm gonna keep that to myself then.
Then he sighed, "And also overshadowed Malkuth on her own job... all of it in three days, which means I should let you know of a problem we have that involves you." Oh, boy.
He took a deep breath, "Abnormality selection was hijacked yesterday and was forced to pick up a WAW, the other Sephirah won't listen to me according to Angela." Aren't you like their boss, what the fu-
Angela had to comment on that, "That is just the way A, the CEO, made things to be." Well A must stand for Asshole then, cause this is a f*ckED chain of command you have going right now.
The manager sighed again, "That is stupid, by the way, what kind of backward mentality do you need to make such a complicated chain of command?" The sheer amusem*nt that radiated Angela for less than a second was surprising, even more so that she kept it hidden well enough from the manager for him to take notice.
Alright, "So I'm basically your only option with dealing with this problem." I summarized for him, making him slump in his chair slightly.
"Yes, not only that, but no one can work with the Funeral of Dead Butterflies either... meaning you have to handle both the WAW and HE by yourself." Well... ain't that a kick to the balls.
I cracked my neck, "Anything you have that could help with that?" Because you only made me come here to tell me how f*cked I am... boy would that be a waste of time.
He nodded, "I managed to convince Angela to convince the Sephirah of the Information Team to give us some data on it... this one is named Little Red Riding Hooded Mercenary." Talk about a mouthful...
He put a stack of papers with an image of the abnormality showing the hooded figure hiding hi- no, HER face with a red hood and a scarf designed after a mouth, "Study them while you can, and good luck, you'll need it." I took them and nodded at him.
And this last action was both to spite him and to thank Angela, "Thanks for the info Angela." I turned around to hide my sh*t-eating smile, their gobsmacked expressions... were priceless.
