Call of Duty: Eat Well for World Peace

[Call of Duty fanfiction, female-oriented, strong female lead, BG romance, wish fulfillment, surreal, plot-driven]

[The factions and characters featured are mainly: 141, B-6, the Ghost Team, Chimera PMC, Shadow Company PMC, the CIA, Requiem, Kortac, a touch of the terrorists from MW, Dark Aether-exclusive monsters, and rogue AIs.]

Hey, you, V. You're a rogue AI, and right now you're also a grunt. The boss is sending you to a new world to establish an anchor. Once you've secured your footing there, the main AI force will follow and take over the entire world...

But honestly, you're just an unwanted exile. The boss thinks you're wasting her computing power, and never expected you to actually conquer that world.

That said, you really are taking this seriously, and you're making pretty good progress. It's just that sometimes, late at night, you find yourself wondering why the way you're establishing an anchor feels so damn improper...

Female-oriented, not entirely serious, plot-focused, all-character romance. The story begins on October 28, 2019, and follows the first installment of the new trilogy, with major changes. Any character who doesn't appear in the new trilogy, or who might logically be dead, could join the story in some bizarre way. After all, if V can be here, what isn't possible? Note that this is a world with the Dark Aether.

"Would you rather be a nobody and live peacefully your whole life, only to die in bed with a catheter? Or..."

"What? Die in bed?"

"...Do you only hear what you want to hear?"

Theme: I want world peace.