Is It Wrong To Pick Up Girls in the Dungeon?Season 1 Episode 1
Ben appeared at the gates of Orario. He was barely able to take in his surroundings before he felt something latch onto him. The world around him blurred. City gates were replaced with a shiny expanse of a ballroom. Before him stood a man with two faces on his head, one facing forward and the other back. Janus, if memory served.
"I do not recognize you," A rumbling double-voice said. "The energy within is familiar, yet alien. Tell me, unnamed one, what is your business in our world and why do you think you are exempt from the rules?"
Ben sighed, "I didn't think you'd notice me."
"Getting away with breaking the rules is still breaking the rules," Janus stated.
Ben nodded, "I'm not from this realm. I didn't realize your rules applied to me."
"Not of this realm," Janus muttered. Both sets of his eyes glowed for a moment. "You are not of this realm."
Ben sighed.
"What is your intent here?" Janus asked.
Ben gave a small shrug, "I just wanted to adventure in the dungeon for a while."
"Your presence in the dungeon would break the accord," Janus explained.
Ben rubbed a hand along his face, "Well, fuck. I don't suppose I could create an avatar to delve?"
"An avatar?" Janus scrunched his brows. "Do you mean a familia?"
"Sure," Ben muttered. "Thanks for the heads up."
Ben disappeared. He could feel another attempt at pulling him away. It didn't take. Their reach was limited to their realm.
CUBE
Ben activated his flight power and reclined in the air. Dan Machi was a bust for now. He needed to figure out where to go now. There was the skill he learned from Tomoe. He concentrated on how it felt when she did it. She concentrated her energy to form a magical version of an egg. The figment was kind of like a clone with a sliver of her consciousness anchored to it. Given enough time in the egg the could actually develop into true offspring. It would be a very long process considering she was now in human form.
He tried to recreate the process exactly and failed miserably. Forming a magical egg wasn't the issue. Getting something grow inside of it was the issue. It could be that he wasn't a dragon, or that he didn't have experience laying eggs.
There had to be someone out there that could split into multiple bodies. Clone Ninjitsu came to mind, but he didn't think they lasted for long. He hadn't watched more than two episodes of Naruto in the last thirty years. Multi-Man from the X-Men universe was an option. It was possible, but he wasn't sure if he could replicate a mutant ability. Research was needed.
He put the idea on the backburner. There were other things he could do to keep busy. He did have a list of people that needed to die.
Game of ThronesBefore Season 1Red Keep, King's Landing, Crownlands, Westeros
Ben appeared in the throne room of the Red Keep. The King and Queen sat on their fancy chairs surrounded by Gold Cloaks as well as people ready to kiss ass.
"Who the fuck are you?" The King yelled at him.
"Robbie!" Ben held his arms out wide. "Don't worry, I'm just here to clean up your kingdom."
Ben strolled over to were Cersei sat.
"Who are you to approach me?" Cersei screamed.
Ben ignored her words. The Gold Cloaks rushed to defend the queen. Their swords crashed against him. The sound of them shattering made the entire room freeze. Ben continued forward. He grabbed Cersei from the throne and vanished.
The Walking DeadNew York City, New York, USA – 2011
Ben dropped her in the center of the street. The smell was horrible. Groans echoed from multiple angles. Cersei spun around staring at the buildings in wonder.
"I'll be right back," Ben said.
He popped away, appeared with Joffrey, then repeated the process for Littlefinger, Theon Greyjoy, and Ramsay Bolton. Ben appeared six stories up with Gregor Clegane just to be sure.
"Have fun," Ben waved at them then vanished.
CUBE
Ben stopped to cackle for a moment before he moved down his list. The next one needed somewhere other than The Walking Dead. He needed somewhere more dangerous than some slow undead. His next target was a blessed reincarnated adventurer. Killing him would be a bit trickier. There was another option though. Sometimes violence wasn't the answer. It was torture.
So, I'm a Spider, So WhatRenxandt Empire
Hugo Baint von Renxandt stood over yet another downed sparring partner. He was about to start cursing them again before Ben appeared beside him.
"Who are you?" Hugo growled.
Ben sighed, "I keep hearing that."
He grabbed the back of Hugo's neck then vanished.
Tele-Tubbies
"Enjoy," Ben said a moment before he disappeared.
CUBE
Ben sighed. That was an hour well spent. He needed to let things advance in the Demi-plane before he returned. The goddess would hijack the teleportation to put Makoto where she wanted him. It felt like this was the way that the world was adjusting to maintain the plot. He'd need to do some more experimenting to see.
He wasn't sure if he could handle the goddess at the moment. Being a god now gave him a wider range of power and control. She had backup of the majority of the world worshiping her for years. Godhood came with a bit of instinctual knowledge. He knew that his power would increase if he was able to get worshipers. A neat little feature of godhood being that the power buff held across dimensions as Asgard and Olympus were technically already different dimensions.
If he had known he was going for godhood in the future he would have told the Walking Dead folks that he was a god not an angel. They would ask for him to heal the infection, which he couldn't do. At the time he couldn't heal the infection. Could he do it now that he was a god? Healing shouldn't be out of the realm of his abilities.
There was another way to cheat the system. He could get a snapshot of a perfectly healthy person then use that as a template to heal others. That way he wouldn't have to worry about accidentally giving someone cancer or putting their pieces in the wrong places. It would keep him busy for a while. First he had to figure out who to use as templates.
When all else fails go to the movies.
The next few hours were quite busy. Ben learned that the human body was strange after a series of jumps from a variety of light-hearted worlds. Romantic comedies were an excellent selection of perfectly healthy templates. He made sure to grab a collection of ages and genders for a broad range of references.
Ben changed into his 'Angel in Blue Jeans' costume then traveled. He switched on his superpowers to keep his cover story intact.
The Walking DeadCDC Parking Lot, Atlanta, Georgia, USA – 2011
The CDC office was the best option to check if his new strategy actually worked. A flood of information rocked him where he stood as he appeared. General knowledge about the world that a Traveler should know soaked in his mind. His series of jumps had seemingly unlocked another level of knowledge about his abilities.
Until now the ability was on a 'training wheels' protocol. He now knew that he would have spread this virus to other dimensions after his previous visits without the safeguards in place. He had reached the proficiency for the training wheels to come off. He was immune to the virus and couldn't transmit it, but that didn't hold for the natives of this world. The protection didn't extend to his clothing, weapons, or items. That meant he was going to need to get some containment protocols in place. Ditch all of the gear, clean himself off, and then go to his Cube to change. That would prevent him from spreading the virus to other dimensions. Unfortunately, the process wouldn't work for any of the native population. The virus was airborne so they would be infected the moment they took a breath. Though the template replacement might cover that as long as they didn't return to the world.
Ben stood there for a while letting the new information sink in. He could have potentially caused the apocalypse in multiple worlds without this training wheels thing. It hadn't even crossed his mind that it was possible.
He turned to face the approaching horde of undead. It was a little disheartening that there were still so many of them in the city. Part of him hoped that clearing the streets would have had more of an impact.
Sighing, he walked toward the front door of the CDC. He didn't stop at the intercom or try to open the door. Instead, he used a portion of his traveler power to jump to the interior of the building. Point-to-point teleportation was easier now that he had his godly powers. The innate ability from both sources melded together to smooth out the rough edges.
He took the elevator down to the lab area. It came to a rough stop halfway through the first level.
"What are you doing?" The lone doctor asked over the intercom.
Ben scanned the interior until he found the camera, "I have something I need to test. Tour facility is the best option I can think of at the moment."
"How did you get inside?" The doctor sounded more confused that scared. "The doors are still closed."
Ben nodded, "I walked through them. How is the fuel holding out?"
"It will last a year if I ration it," The doctor replied. "Thanks for that. How are you doing this?"
Ben thought for a moment, "I've been telling people I'm an angel."
"Is that true?" The doctor asked.
Ben shook his head, "I'm a god. Now. I wasn't before."
The silence was louder than anything the doctor could have said.
"Listen," Ben said when it became clear the other guy wasn't going to say anything. "I don't have enough power to cure everyone all at once. There is possibly a method to treat someone. I just need to test it out and you're the first place I thought of."
The doctor spoke in a slow, halting manner, "You're God?"
"A god," Ben corrected. "Asgard and Olympus if you want to be specific." He sighed. "Do you mind turning on the elevator? I don't like being restrained."
The elevator lurched into movement.
"Thanks," Ben nodded at the camera. "I've come up with an idea that could work. Instead of trying to heal a person I'm going to repair them."
"Explain," The doctor said.
Ben chuckled, "Healing a person requires knowledge and precision. I'm going to take a snapshot of a healthy person and overlay it on a person. Hopefully, this will remove the virus as well as reset their body to prime condition. They would be infected again once they took a breath, but they wouldn't be dying." He let the words sink in. "I was going to grab an infected and strap them to one of your scanners while I repair them."
"Sure," The doctor replied. "I've tried everything I can come up with."
Ben smiled as the elevator doors opened, "Great. Show me where the scanner is and I'll get started."
The doctor was a tall white guy that looked like he hadn't slept in days. His blond hair was cut short but maintained and clean.
"Doctor Edwin Jenner," The man didn't offer his hand.
Ben wasn't insulted considering the dimension, "Ben."
"Ben the god," Jenner chuckled. "Stranger things have happened."
Ben shrugged, "We can start with you. A scan before the repair and one after. If it works on you then we can move to an infected."
"That's quite the jump," Jenner said.
"If it doesn't work, it doesn't work," Ben replied.
Jenner led him through the complex to the medical area. He told him how to operate the scanner before he stretched out on the bed. The machine looked like a smaller version of an MRI machine. Ben pushed the appropriate buttons then waited for the scan to be completed.
"Does it save more than one scan at a time?" Ben asked.
"It can save up to twenty detailed scans," Jenner replied.
Ben stepped closer once the scan was done, "Stay on there. We'll get it done now."
He placed a hand on the center of Jenner's chest, conjured the appropriate template in his mind, and applied it. The doctor's body was surrounded by a gentle glow as the changes took hold. Jenner let out a sharp gasp.
"What's wrong?" Ben asked.
Jenner shook his head, "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I feel great. Even the pinch in my neck is gone."
"I'll start another scan," Ben said.
Jenner waited until it completed before he hopped off the scanner table. He hurried over to the console to pull up both scans. The difference was obvious when placed beside each other. Scar tissue from old injuries, signs of arthritis, and even his teeth had been repaired to excellent condition.
"Holy shit, it worked," Jenner stared at the scans in wonder.
Ben felt a slight tingle as his power increased ever so slightly. He took that to mean that Jenner believed in him now. It wasn't worship, but it was faith.
"We'll give it some time," Ben said. "Just to make sure the change is permanent."
Jenner nodded.
"There is something I want to check," Ben said. "I shouldn't be long."
Jenner gave him a thumbs up, "I've going to use this energy to get some things done."
"Don't overdo it," Ben cautioned.
Ben took the elevator back to street level then walked outside. He wanted to wait for a little bit before he grabbed one of the infected. There was always a chance that something could go wrong. He launched into the air. A series of sonic booms rang through the air as he broke the sound barrier multiple times in quick succession.
His clothing burned off as he broke atmosphere. He continued on until he reached the moon. It didn't take nearly as long as it would for a shuttle, but it still took some time. He landed near the moon landing site. The grave for Abomination hadn't been disturbed. His footprints were the only ones around the area. There was always a chance that a Hulk-adjacent individual could come back. Tossing the body was a tempting option. The only thing preventing him from doing exactly that was the chance that it would bath the galaxy in Abomination particles or something like that.
Ben leaped back into the expanse of space to return to Earth. The trip back felt shorter. He landed on the roof of the CDC to put on another white shirt, blue jeans, and work boots. A short jump later he stood in the command center.
Jenner was intensely focused with something on the screen. He cleared his throat to get the doctor's attention. Jenner jumped at the sound. His gaze snapped over to Ben.
"How do you feel?" Ben asked.
"Fine," Jenner replied. "The initial burst of energy has evened out. I was able to run another scan while you were gone. I'm still infected, but every single other health issue I have is gone."
Ben nodded, "Good. Any side-effects?"
"None that I've found," Jenner replied.
"How long was I gone?" Ben asked.
Jenner took a glance at his watch, "Twenty hours, give or take."
Ten hours there, ten hours back. Not bad for a trip to the moon considering the usual travel time was over three days.
"Ok," Ben nodded. "Time to grab an infected. I'll tie them up before I bring them here."
He appeared on the street and grabbed the first zombie he could see. Tying them up was easier than expected since he didn't have to worry about being bitten. Unfortunately, his shirt didn't survive the process.
"I'm back," Ben called as he strapped the zombie to the scanner table.
Jenner hurried to the scanning room. He activated the machine for a reference scan. The zombie appeared to be an adult male. Their remaining shreds of clothing looked to be a standard business casual outfit. Ben placed a hand on the zombie and applied the template. Jenner had glowed when the template was applied. The zombie erupted in a bright light.
The zombie stopped struggling. It let out a long, ragged breath as the changes took hold. They watched as the process as body began to rapidly adjust to the template. It took a solid ten minutes for the changes to complete. The zombie appeared to be a healthy person again. They had passed out at some point and were yet to regain consciousness.
"The scan shows they're healthy," Jenner said. "Physically. We have to wait for them to wake up to see if their mind is intact."
Ben nodded, "We should put them somewhere. Waking up is going to be hard enough. Being strapped to a table would make anyone panic."
"Follow me," Jenner said.
Ben scooped the possibly alive person in his arms in a princess carry. He followed Jenner down the halls to a section that looked like a hotel rather than a lab. Ben stripped away the soiled clothes then took a look at the bed.
"We should clean them up," Ben said.
Jenner opened a previously unnoticed door by the entry, "There's a shower in here."
Ben washed the person off in the shower. It was a little awkward bathing an unconscious stranger, but it was better than having them soil the bed with gore.
"I'll keep watch," Ben said after setting the person on the bed.
"We can rotate," Jenner offered,
"I don't need sleep," Ben replied. "You do."
Jenner nodded, "Wake me up if something happens."
"Will do," Ben answered. "Sleep well."