Chapter 31 - My SI Stash #31 - The Doll Gamer by Redwall6921 (Harry Potter) (1/2)
-Same author as ”Kenji the Shinobi Craftsman” so it's bound to be fun!
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Wow, I just realized this is the first HP fic in the stash... I'll definitely be adding more as there's some good SI HP Fics out there!! ψ(｀∇´)ψ
Synopsis: I'm not a hero. I'm not even a functional human being. I'm just a living doll that does what it pleases without a care in the world. ”Oh? Some more pots that need breaking. Is that a treasure c_h_e_s_t? Mine now.” OC SI. Gamer ability. Shameless. From the makers of Neville the Gamer is a new story of a sociopath stuck in the HP world with the gamer ability. Tada-da-daaa! Crash!
Rated: M
Words: 95K
Posted on: fanfiction.net/s/13203887/1/The-Doll-Gamer (Redwall6921)
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Chapter 1
”I suppose this is the part where you tell me my death was an accident and you want to send me to another world as an apology.”
”…”
In a white infinity space stood two individuals. One was a tall slender man with gelled-back black hair wearing a pianist suit and golden eyes that were narrowed behind frameless square glasses. The other was a bald old man wearing a toga like outfit with a long white beard.
The old man matched the youth's frigid stare with one filled with patience.
”You don't seem surprised to meet me. Though I suppose this could be due to your ailment my child,” the old man said calmly.
The young man, who looked to be 24 years old, said nothing as he took off his glasses and used the handkerchief in his pocket to clean them, ”…I think that this entire scenery has been overplayed just a tad. You can find it almost anywhere these days. So it doesn't really come as a surprise.”
The pianist put on his glasses and looked at the man that claimed to be God with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, ”I can't say I feel anything in particular. It is my understanding that the stage light fell on my head just as I was beginning my piano recital killing me instantly. No point in complaining now. What's done is done. Other than a brief sense of regret for not being able to finish, I have already moved on.”
”Aren't you concerned for your parents, your friends and colleges?”
”No.”
”I see… then I suppose there is no point in discussing it further,” the old man said regretful looking at the calm young man, ”It is just as you said. Your death was not planned so I have come to offer you the chance to go to another world as an apology. Are you interested?”
”I see no point in staying here so I might as well,” the man said in his smooth baritone voice.
”Do you wish to pick the world? I can also give you one special ability?”
The black-haired man adjusted his clothes, ”Anything will do?”
”Anything?”
”Yes.”
(Scene change) (Charles Pov)
I woke with a jolt as I heard the whistle of a train.
Calmly I began to scan my surroundings wondering where 'God' had dumped me.
I was in some sort of train compartment for starters. Glancing through the window I could see people in strange clothes running up and down the platform, but only children seem to be getting on. The a_d_u_l_ts dressed in black and pointed hats would wave sticks in the air that caused items to levitate and such.
Look at my reflection on the window I saw a young black-haired boy with amber colored eyes and a stoic expression staring back at me.
”It would seem I have been de-aged back to when I was 11. From the evidence provided it would be safe to assume that I have been sent to the Harry Potter Universe,” I concluded before staring at my small pale hands and then at the black robes I was wearing, ”The lack of color to my robe suggests that I am a first year.”
I was the only one in the compartment, so it was perfectly safe for me to talk to myself, plus it helped me think.
”'God' said that he would give me a special ability?”
Ping!
I looked at the blue floating window in front of me with a calm gaze.
[God has gift you with the special ability: The Gamer]
The window looked semi transparent and when I passed a hand through it there was no resistance to speak of.
”The Gamer? I can't say I've played many games before.”
There was an exit button on the corner of the window, so I closed it only for a new one to pop up. I hoped that wouldn't happen too often or else it could get annoying rather fast.
Name: Charles Bell
Class: The Gamer
Level: LV 2 Next Level: 00.00%
HP: 100/100
STR: 5
DEX: 5
VIT: 5
INT: 5
WIS: 5
LUK: 5
Points: 0
Money: 0
[Help?]
I clicked on the help button to better understand.
[This is the Status page.
It lists all of your character attributes in numerical order.
HP (Health Points) indicated the life force in your body and how much damage you can take. If it reaches 0 you will die.
MP (Mana Points) indicated the amount of magical energy you have in your system.
STR(Strength) determines the amount of power your physical attacks can deal.
DEX(Dexterity) determines the how fast you can perform certain actions.
VIT(Vitality) determines how much energy you have and your physical defense.
INT(Intelligence) determines how smart you are as well as how much mana you have.
LUK(Luck) determines chance encounters, drop rate, the amount of drops, and the type drops.
Points can be used to increase attributes. You get 5 Points every level.
Money indicated the amount of Knuts, Sickles, and Galleons you presently have.
Inventory is a personal pocket dimension you can use to keep items. Things placed inside experience no time passing. Currently you have 12 empty boxes. You can purchase more boxes later on. Items of a certain kind are stackable.
Most abilities are voice activated.]
”How interesting, to think that a person's being could be quantified so simply? Inventory window.”
A new window opened, showing a 3D diagram of me wearing my current set of clothes. There was a grid with 12 empty boxes next to it.
I brought my finger to the black robes on the diagram and a smaller window popped up
[Black Robes- Rank: Normal]
Robes worn by all Hogwarts students.
”Well I suppose that was to be expected,” I stated closing all of the windows.
A brown suitcase under my seat got my attention, on the side was my name, which had miraculous survived the transition.
Opening it, I could see some packed clothes, a couple of books, and some toiletries. At the very bottom of the case was a photograph of a group of kids standing outside of an orphanage. I immediately saw myself among the crowd.
”So, this me is an orphan. Well I suppose it could be worse. At least I won't have to go through the trouble of pretend to be someone else's child.”
Taking a book from the stack another window appeared in my vision.
You obtained the skill book [The standard book of spells: Grade 1]
[Will you learn this skill] [Yes] [No]
I chose no for now, ”Skills.”
Gamer's Mind (Passive) LV MAX
Allows the user to calmly and logically think things through. Allows peaceful state of mind. Immunity to psychological mass effect.
Gamer's Body (Passive) LV MAX
Grants a body that allows for the user to live the real world like a game. Sleeping in a bed restores HP, MP and all mass effects.
Numbed Emotions (Passive) LV MAX
In need of a heart? Life has made you into a sociopath, a living doll. You feel very little when it comes to others. Attacks you aimed at an opponent's heart now do 5 times as much damage. Attacks aimed at the user's heart does no damage. (Since magic is half emotions you get a draw back to all spells until you reach 50 WIS.)
”Oh the first two seems quite helpful, it almost makes me regret not playing as many video games when I had the chance. The third however… living doll? How appropriate,” I thought out loud before turning my attention back to the trunk.
There was a 11-inch magic wand placed beside inside of the case which I grabbed. It looked like a black twig that had been sharpened to a point with small bumps on its side.
A skill has been created through a special action.
[Observe] (Active) LV 1
Through continuous observation, a skill to observe objects, situations, and persons was generated allowing the user to quickly gather information.
”Oh now that's an interesting quirk. Should I test it on the wand then?”
Blackthorn Wand- Rank: Special
A magical wand crafted by Garrick Olivander made out of blackthorn wood and dragon heartstring.
Magic spells cost 50% less mana to use.
Magic spells are 50% more powerful.
Pocketing the wand, I closed the trunk and opened the spell book, I needed to play my part after all.
About twenty minutes into my reading, the compartment door opened and two girls stepped inside.
I knew who they were almost immediately as their names were floating above their heads.
Daphne Greengrass (LV 3)
Tracy Davis (LV 2)
My mouth quirked up automatically in a well-practiced smile, ”Hello.”
They ignored me completely as they took their seats on the opposite side of the room and placed their respective trunks under their seat.
It was to be expected I suppose. They correctly assumed that I was either a muggle-born or a half-blood and rather than take the effort to look for a new compartment they instead chose to ignore me.
I mentally rolled my eyes. Children.