Chapter 1: PILOT

"Hmmmmm..."

Faust carefully inspected his party's equipment like a parent worried about their child's first day at school. As the "leader", aka babysitter of the group, Faust's job on paper was to be responsible for leading his group. Giving orders, making plans, and keeping everyone motivated. But the extra baggage of the group was almost too much. 

As Faust finished inspecting the first five memories, he laid eyes on Cain. Probably the most problematic of the bunch. No scratch that, the most braindead of the bunch. As far as Faust was concerned, Cain was more of a danger to himself and his allies than his enemies. 

Like how he had forgotten to tie his shoes... and sharpen his spear...

But it didn't surprise Faust. His job on this run was already done. Hopefully the group would succeed this time. Maybe letting Cain go into the dream realm unprepared would be the key to success! So Faust chose to not remind Cain. 

"Alright everyone, listen up," Faust gather the group for one last speech, "somebody has to stay behind to create a favorable dream realm this time. No, we can't do the usual and grab a monster corpse. No, we can't just wait it out, the clock is ticking. And no, don't voice your opinions or questions because the answers are all written in the notes. Everyone good?"

Thanks to the great show of democracy, everyone nodded their heads. Except for Cain. He was already nodding off into the wrong kind of dream realm.

"Great!" Faust declared with his patented fake smile, "Now take out your notes and study the next dream."

The group was already long used to Faust's treatment, and he had always proved to be right. All the members took out a packed that Faust had meticulously written, except Cain, that lazy bastard. 

And after slapping an unsuspecting victim, Faust took a deep breath. This part was always his least favorite. Not because of the pain, he had gotten used to that in the 48th run. 

He took his favorite blade, and began cutting a formation on the top of his head.

Faust's group winced from the sheer sight of the cut. Faust's hair was already being dyed red, with a small puddle beginning to form below him. 

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Faust however, was completely unfazed. In fact, he was humming a song as he carved up his head. 

***

Three hours later, the formation was ready. All that was left was for everyone to enter the dream realm and for Faust to die. 

Everyone's right finger touched their respective places on Faust's skull, and together they chanted Faust's spell.

"We are sorry for being dumb teammates. We'll do better in the next dream realm. We are very grateful to our teacher Faust. He is very cool and has a six pack."

Still humming a song, Faust chanted a spell in his mind and the whole party disappeared. And then a guilty smile appeared on Faust's face. He knew that the members thought the spell was bullshit. And he agreed. Faust just liked messing around with his team, and after all, this was his dying wish. 

***

As Faust's consciousness began to dissipate, he began to wonder about what class he would choose this time, and how he could further mess around with his teammates. 

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