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Alright then. Io has his race.

Let's give those shidhe to Ae and make humans matriarchal seafarers* made by Uy, because having the relateable civilization in early is a good thing.

*To start; later humans may diverge from this.

Go Super Saiyan Over 9000.

[1] You go Pathetic Pansy Under Nine.

Simultaneously poke every point in the universe during every point in time throughout all of existence.

[6] You destroy yourself and several unimportant things, like the Large Magellanic Cloud, 1997 WD41, and Justin Bieber.

Grow legs on ass cheeks
Scurry after them

[0] You fall on your snout.

Respawn. Increase the spiders intelligence.

[4] Check.

Respawn in a random fictional universe.

[6] You respawn on the deck of some sort of airship. You get gunned down. Respawn?

teleport to another fictional universe. Failing that, use my status as Everlord to cow these puny mortals who can't respawn. If that fails, summon my army.

[5] You make it to the Disney universe. Apparently, people have called you King.

Respawn as Cheesecake

[6] Yummy! Respawn?

Force the Author to accede to my demands.

[-∞]

Nuriel glances both ways and lowers her voice slightly. "For the record, that 'little one' is my sister."

Angel wandered away from Alistair awkwardly.

I thought so, good, I don't think that's physically possible.

"Y-yeah...okay."

Nuriel glances at Annie. "There are things you just don't understand. Like how much you will regret what you did in gym class."

It's clearly some variety of chocolate, non-cheese, cake.

((The liver thing was the announcer, right?))

Turn left and accelerate. Again, abandon the post if they soot.

Angel looks at Alistair, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. She quickly finishes her lunch and returns the tray and such.

Nuriel wanders away from her friends and "coincidentally" wanders by Angel. "Found a friend, I see?"
"...Kinda?..."
"Heh. Now for this." Nuriel trips Angel and wanders off.