Distillery Observation Log

The story goes premium tomorrow, so please don’t buy it twice if you’ve already read it. Osscarli suggested to the BOSS that everyone in the organization should learn music, but the BOSS, whose brain hadn’t completely turned to mush, tossed his idea straight into the trash without a second thought. Furious, Osscarli decided to go out and capture a member who could play an instrument himself. Osscarli: Scotland, play bass for me, and I’ll protect you. Scotland (hesitantly): ...Oh, thanks? Content warnings: A short story. It takes place entirely in a derivative world. Going wild with it, OOC warning. Here’s a preview of my upcoming story: "Grinding Hard in the World of Red and Black Glory," also known as "How Do I Make It Up to My Favorite After Betraying Them?" You transmigrate into a game called Red and Black Glory, and the System thoughtfully provides you with six top-tier identities. Even though the classes of Warrior, Assassin, Mage, Marksman, Tank, and Guardian don’t fit the world setting, you firmly believe that no identity is useless, only players are idiots. So, according to the System’s introduction... Warrior [Driftwood on the River]: The pinnacle of hand-to-hand combat. Kills whoever stands in the way, be they human or Buddha. Kyogoku Makoto: Huh? Assassin [Golden Haze]: An electronic ghost lurking in the darkness. Once they emerge from stealth, someone’s reputation is ruined. Sawada Hiroki: Ah... Marksman [Radiant Splendor]: Takes a head from a thousand miles away. Even with a built-in spotlight, they still keep a low profile. Gin: Hmph. You (slamming the table): So what kind of top-tier identity can’t beat anybody?! System: They are top-tier in certain ways. Have you ever seen a Warrior start with red and blue buffs, an Assassin kill without using a blade, or a Marksman stay visible the whole time? Furious, you decide to infiltrate the enemy faction that has wiped out your team countless times. System: How can you land every shot, blink and control your target, initiate a crucial team fight, and pull off a shield at the last second? You: Isn’t that just basic stuff? You’ve never had a single highlight play? A few months later... You (proudly): So, what rank am I now? System: ...Master. You: Hehe, Glory Master? System (coldly): No. You unlocked the [Betrayed a Hundred Times] achievement and became the King of Backstabbing. Now both the Red and Black sides are hunting you. Eyes trembling.jpg You: Do you mean the Red Team and Black Team I’m thinking of?! System: Yes. And the last person you betrayed was Akai, your favorite. #I’m tired, just destroy it all# #My parents beat me a thousand times and still couldn’t make me quit, but the System managed it with one sentence# #Can’t call this a hellish start, so let’s just say: I’m done for# Preview 2: "Stop Writing That Script! [Interstellar]" #Your official history has a few problems# Wu Qingyuan had just returned from the Interstellar world and calmly walked out of his Marxist theory exam, only to be sent back again right afterward. After changing his identity, he stood before the monument in Central Square on the Capital Star and made a complicated comment. The monument was erected in honor of the legendary general who died in the war. The general’s illustrious life was engraved on it. [Chi Yu (original name: Xu Chenyin), Star Calendar 116–154, native of Zichen Star, heir to the Xu family...] That’s false. The Xu family had disowned him long ago. [...Regimental Commander of the Red Flame Army during the War Century, god-tier mecha pilot and commander...] No, no, you’ve got the wrong person. Chi Yu was just an incredibly unlucky shut-in college student who couldn’t do anything. [...According to incomplete statistics, during his time as regimental commander of the Red Flame Army, he engaged the main forces of the Zerg in over a thousand battles and never lost once. He successfully reclaimed 152 planets, including the Federation’s former capital, Zichen Star, and four star systems...] Why do they credit every achievement to the regimental commander these days? Wasn’t all of that the Zerg Emperor’s own scheme? [...He was upright and broad-minded, embraced the world, turned the tide in times of crisis, and protected all life through life and death.] Wu Qingyuan: I was only trying to complete my mission and go home. And who started the rumor that the Zerg Emperor and I died together? Isn’t he alive and well, thriving in the Federation? Wu Qingyuan was bound to a System and had to complete missions to return to his original world. The brand-new System was useless at everything except face sculpting. He stared at the large red letters on the screen: [Mission: Protect humanity and repel the Zerg tide (S-rank, extreme danger)] His vision went dark. Wu Qingyuan had gotten the identity of a good-for-nothing young master and a script about a disabled big shot making a comeback and getting revenge. He had just been kicked out of his family when he saw the Zerg Emperor. ...Run.jpg Forget the comeback script. Let’s go with a script where he chases, I run, and I successfully escape. The war between the two species lasted a hundred years, and Wu Qingyuan retired after completing his mission. But less than a month after returning to his world, he was packed up and sent back. The Zerg Emperor stood in front of the monument. The hem of his beige trench coat was stained with someone’s blood, and his dark red eyes curved slightly behind silver-rimmed glasses as he asked with a smile: "Tell me, what’s the penalty for claiming someone else’s achievements and taking credit for their hard work?" "...Let’s be reasonable. You used my identity, so how many years should you get?" "Besides... you’re not even human." Good-for-nothing, disabled mecha pilot seme x Zerg Emperor uke who loves writing melodramatic scripts This is my first time writing, so I’m using it to practice. Theme: Music draws people toward peaceful hearts and inspires them to do good