Chapter 1: Draft: Connection Established…

"FUCKING FINALLY GOD DAMMIT" 

The sound of success. an exuberant yell of relief, followed by a loud bang on the wooden table was heard loud and clear in the room. The other occupant flinched at the sound. That 'wooden table' was one of the most stable things that they had created. Capable of brushing off a nuclear explosion with ease, and yet, the girl just made it vibrate a little with her punch.

"G̷͙̋O̶̼͝ ̴̬̂Ȅ̶͕S̶̜̾O̸͔͘ ̴̰̓L̶̋ͅĮ̷͘K̶̼̓É̴̗ ̶̻̄Ḙ̵̓L̴͇͆ ̶͚̽M̴̱̈E̴͇̍N̶͉̉Ṱ̶͝I̷͎̕Ò̷̲N̷̬̈́ ̵̫̈́N̸̺͌O̴̝̔ ̸̪̀P̸͈̊L̶͇͒Ě̶̼Ǎ̴̞S̷̳̑E̴̼͆ ̶͖͗D̶̬̄"

The assistant with the girl warned her about using the name of god. She simply looked at her with a raised eyebrow while pointing at the tiny portal she had created.

"I think I get a pass on this one though?" She said continuing to point at the portal with an equally proud and dumbfounded expression.

"L̸̦̊U̶̝̇C̷̘͆Ḱ̷̥ ̶͇͆T̸͓̐U̷̺̎ ̶̟̊T̸͚̏Ẽ̵͜S̶̓͜Ṯ̴̈́ ̴̱́N̵̕ͅO̴̝̕"

"Fine"

She clicked her tongue at her friend. She still had to pull up a few tricks before they would be in clear so maybe celebrating isn't the best idea. For now, they were being recorded so time was of the essence!

The girl pulled up a piece of parchment and put it on the table. She inspected it with her eyes for a few seconds, to purge any impurity or defect in it. After nodding at how impeccable it was, she began writing in it to make it useful.

Of course, the parchment wasn't just any kind of measly paper, she was dealing with eldritch entities that could erase her existence by simply forgetting she existed. She had to make an impression to even get what she wanted from them. So she devised a new method for contract magic.

Her assistant brought a scalding bucket and set it beside her. It contained an alloy made of magisteel and mithril, named unobtanium by her. Currently, it was at its melting temperature. The girl plunged her hand into it while gritting her teeth to put up with the pain.

She brought her hand above the parchment. She had scooped a few hundred grams of molten unobtanium while utilizing magic, the molten metal fell from her fingertips as it formed strings that seemed to move on their own.

Slowly landing on the parchment, the metal arranged itself in a series of symbols, letters, diagrams, and even 3d constructs in it. Within each word and symbol, enchantments were being engraved, they had the purpose to optimize and synergize with the chaotic energies of the void, and all thanks to the molten metal having a certain depth.

Overall, it looked like an overly complicated sheet of music made to resist the worst the universe could throw at it.

The combination of both the allow and her flesh, blood, and magic would be enough for it to not be obliterated in a second while in the void, and maybe she could form a sort of pact. It was a difficult job since the eldritch gods that she was trying to contact already had everything they needed from her the moment she opened the portal.

But they would like some context, and permission, even if from a single individual. So making as complex yet simple, such as using the law of reality to make the equivalent of a Nokia ringtone in their universe. Should be amusing enough for any of them to lend her what she needed.

Once the metal had been placed, she ended with what looked like a pop-up book, but in parchment form. When rolled up it would fold the metal in such a way, that it would be like if it was a typical contract. She smiled at her work as she simply tossed the parchment on the portal and breathed out.

"Ṱ̴̇H̵̫̿I̸̹͒S̴͔͑?̶̻̉ ̴̰̎S̴̪̑O̶̅ͅB̴̦̓Ṟ̸͑E̴̤͂ ̸̡́S̸̟̄Ǘ̸͔R̶̯̓Ę̷͐ ̴͍̀T̵̫̎U̶̹̾ ̵͗ͅA̸͈̋B̶͉̀O̷̟̒U̶̧̍Ṭ̶͑"

Her assistant was nervous, What they were doing was technically done before. Just not in their world, and it only was on account of her friend, she had reasons to be nervous.

"YES, I don't want to live in this garbage dump anymore!!! not that everything in this world was garbage, but even I wouldn't pick up more than the bar of gold in a mountain of shit"

The bar of gold was her assistant, which made her assistant blush. Her emotions from nervousness, fear, awe, and now love and affection made her lose a bit of reign of her human form.

Her face split up, and a crack passed from her lower jaw to the back of her head. Instead of gore, an ever-changing blood-red pattern was seen, its depth even larger than her head. From there, many pairs of eyes looked at her, all of them with incredible degrees of affection and heart in them.

She simply chuckled at her demonstration, she got flustered enough that she lost control of her human form. She simply looked at her many eyes and shamelessly declared.

"Cute"

Her assistant got way more cracks all over her body, her true form almost spilling from inside the illusion of her body. 300 arms and hands, many legs and even a few broken raven wings were peeking out. She decided to simply refocus on the contract before she made her assistant hide from shame.

[I really don't mind her from though...]

While her assistant got her form under control, she finally got the contract back from the pitch-black portal. The piece of parchment simply floated in front of the portal by seemingly nothing. Not even her mana sense could detect whatever was happening to it.

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She carefully inspected the parchment, and she noticed that they messed with her, she woke them up, so it was expected. The properties of the contract had changed.

They had made it so that it could be moved through time, in the dumbest way possible. If one moved the parchment backward, forward, left, or right, nothing would happen. But if they moved it up or down it would move through time instead.

Moving it up would dissolve that contract and make the parchment turn into normal wood. While moving it down would disintegrate it due to old age. The bastards were clever enough to sign it in a few seconds.

So she had to be at a certain height, down to the millimeter, to even signed it with her signature. She sighed as she made her assistant bring a stair to get the height right

"Ţ̴̑H̶͘͜Ẹ̷̇M̷͈͘ ̶̢̓D̸̨̽E̸̛͈ ̴̟͘C̴̺̉H̷͚͑Ȉ̴̺L̴̟͌D̸̡͑I̴̩͗Ṡ̶̯H̷̢͂ ̸͓̅M̵̱͛U̵̦͝Y̸̤͌ ̸̲̓T̷̗̂H̵̾͜Ḁ̶̑T̵̤͂'̴̨͝S̶̠̔"

"I mean is not that difficult for them, and it isn't that bad. they could just delete us as I said"

Once they signed the contract, it poofed out of existence as she slumped down on the floor due to the amount of mana that was spending. She had great reserves too.

"Ĝ̸͈O̶̼͆O̴̤̓D̷̟͋?̴͉̓ ̴͖͐E̴̦͐S̷͈͌T̸̫̅Ã̸̦S̶̟̈́"

"No, they sucked me dry"

Her assistant chuckled as she caressed her hair, it felt pretty smooth. The questioning gaze from her assistant gave her enough reason to actually explain the situation to her. She was very skeptical of her deal with the eldritch entities because of their behavior.

Entire universes were erased on their whims, and half the time they wouldn't even notice. They were flawed, uncaring, and even considered their planet an amusing thing, so why would notice them?

"They have greed for what is unknown to them"

His assistant frowned, what she said was wrong! so she was going to admonish her response. A single finger landed on her lips. She glared at the Fae who just started talking.

"I know what you are going to say! Ok... technically, whatever we are is already known to them. It's the set of circumstances that they haven't seen"

Now that picked the assistant interest, she was going into her intelligent gibberish that she occasionally slipped through her brash personality.

"Like how every jigsaw puzzle has the same pieces, they just paint different pictures. In our case, our world is a picture and each concept is a piece"

She explained, it was hard for the assistant to understand what she was talking about, things like circumstances were not important, and she was a scientist! hard data was only what she needed. Well, the eldritch entities could have different thoughts though.

"The deal is simple, In exchange for transcribing information from my world, mainly from my point of view, I get to access knowledge from my world. Bypassing the dimensional gap and universal barrier"

"Ȁ̴̬B̸̹̋Ȏ̸̼U̷̦͘T̵͉̉ ̸̠̒P̴̹͝E̴̟͛N̵̞͒S̷͚̿A̶̢̒R̸̪͠ ̴̝̀Ṱ̶͊Ŏ̴̬ ̵̣͛F̶̝̌A̵̠͝S̷̈́ͅC̷̬̿Ḯ̴̻N̷̲̚Ä̵̗́N̶͙͐T̶͎̀Ẽ̸͉ ̴̟̄T̵̖̈́H̵̽͜A̷͔͐T̵̻͂'̸̨͂S̶͚̏.̷͈̚.̸͍͊.̵͛͜"

"I know right!"

The Fae, the creator of the portals got up and stared at the portal. the portal was barely the size of a small grape. but it served its purpose. Now instead of showing a pitch-black image, it showed a glimpse of modern society.

The Fae was using the portal to use the internet, one of the most important tools for her plans!

[And all it took was for some dumbass to get dreams and the need to write a web novel about me]

Truly devious! as expected from the Fae that started the story by swearing.