Reborn as an Evolving Space Monster: Harem Of Otherworldly Beauties-Chapter 300: Yuri Ivanova
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(Last edit: 21 months ago)Post by Nova Yui Vira, 2 years ago:
I am currently writing this post in a desperate attempt to find others in the same predicament as I.
It's been three years since I left Earth, and finding a way back seems near hopeless without learning as much as possible about this place, world, dimension, universe… Or who knows what it is exactly.
I leave this post on this website knowing that anyone who, like me, is from Earth would care enough to look deeply enough into the matter to find this website and post.
Henceforth, I will assume that the person reading this is from Earth. And so, I will assume the reader to be Human.
I was born in Kiev, Soviet Union. In 1958, as part of a secret mission under the Soviet Space Program, my comrades and I took on the, at the time surreal, challenge of space travel. Twelve capsules were launched as part of the Volstok 0 mission. Three years have passed since then. I will not waste time or word count discussing how these went wrong or what happened, as, in all likelihood, things would have gone wrong the same way for you, if you exist. In any case, the fabric of space itself stretched and warped, distorting everything around us into blurred smears of light. Time seemed to ripple, dilate, move forward then backward… It was as though reality itself was straining to hold together. Before I had realized it, our capsule had broken down into bits and pieces that flowed in the nothingness. At times, they flowed randomly. At times, as if resonating with something, they moved to form geometrical shapes and symbols. There was something. Something guiding them. Something guiding us. We were separated, each absorbed by a different void. I opened my eyes and found myself in a city.
I do not know whether mere seconds passed in that void, hours, months, or years. As such, I have decided to believe that it only lasted seconds.
(Edit)Three months have passed since I first wrote this post. Since no attempt has been made by my comrades to contact me, I assume that they have been devoured by that void rather than taken somewhere else. I assume they are dead. (End of edit)
As I approach the word count limit for each post on this website, I will end the post with this.
Having found some leads, I am now pursuing them. Below, you will find my location. It will be updated each time that I move, as my leads indicate that there are seven locations of extreme importance and interest.
Cairo, Japan.
Raya's gaze moved from the laptop's screen to Cero repeatedly
"Did you get any of that?"
"Yeah."
Cero didn't elaborate, which caused her to frown.
"Well?"
"It's kind of… The post is from 2 years ago, 3 years have passed. So whoever this is has lived 5 years in this… Universe or whatever."
"Right. We know which part was edited. The time that has passed wasn't changed since the creation of the post."
"Hm." Cero scratched his chin. '1958… That's about seventy years before I-'
"Tell me!" Raya shouted as her elbow hit Cero's arm.
"Can't you let me think for a second?!"
"Think out loud! I'm too curious now! Are those from Earth called Humans? What's Kiev? Is 1958 supposed to be a date? Does the counting start from the creation of a country or what? How come it's so low? What's the Soviet Union? Most importantly, her location! Cairo, Japan. What does that mean? It's definitely not a place here."
"Kiev is a city. Yeah, 1958 is the year. The count starts… Oh, who cares. The Soviet Union is-" Cero suddenly frowned, realizing. "What do you mean her?"
"What?"
"You said her location."
"I did? No, I didn't."
"Don't gaslight me. You have more than this?"
"Can't we go over everything here before-"
"What else do you have?"
"Ugh, fine!"
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"This website is pretty special. Users can't be tracked AT ALL."
"Okay."
"There's a reason why she's using this website." Raya grinned. "Wanna know?"
"Hurry it up."
"Ugh…"
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"Nova Yui Vira might be an anagram. I'm not sure about this, but I still made a search for everything for which it could be an anagram. Didn't think the username would be typed randomly. Or… Does it mean anything to you? To those from Earth?"
"Not that I know. What do you think it's an anagram for?"
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"Out of the many results, this seemed to be the most relevant and possible."
"That's…"
"Yep, that's her."
"What's the number under there?"
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"Yuri Ivanova. She's got a bounty of 500 000 on her head. Wanted alive."
"Damn, alright Yuri Ivanova. Yes, that sounds appropriate. I think that's the right person."
"So this is what Humans look like, huh?"
"Well, really really pretty ones look like that."
"Hm…" Raya's eyes narrowed. "I'd love a sample of her blood."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Anyways, 500 000 bounty for bringing her alive."
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"That's not all?" Cero asked.
"Nope. Months later, a 50 million bounty was placed on her. Again, wanted alive."
"Damn, what did she do?"
"Broke into major government offices, impersonated a dozen important figures linked to the Syndicate, stole countless documents… Damn, this girl is badass."
"Yeah, our girls are just built different."
"Right." Raya chuckled. "Final bounty, six months ago…"
"Damn!" Cero shouted upon seeing the number. "That's 20 times more money than I have."
"The fuck? You've got 500 million bucks?"
"Yeah, kinda. Anyways, what did she do for the 10 billion bounty?"
"More of the same… Impersonated the Official Emissary of the Syndicate's Z-304 Galaxy, entered the Syndicate Headquarters of that same Galaxy, stole… Fuck me, she is so freaking badass."
"Uh-huh."
"Also, the 10 billion's for her head."
"Dead or alive then?"
"Nope, they want her dead."
"Hm. How did they get the pictures?"
"Probably taken while she was impersonating those people."
Cero nodded continually for a good twenty seconds.
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"Cool."
"Fuck yeah, she is." Raya said with shining eyes. "So? What do you think? Wanna find her?"
