007n7. . Stop pulling(Crossover fic with Forsaken 007n7 × Phighting)

by Muffin4007n7

Summary:

007n7 did what a totally sane robloxian would do; Go KABOOM! with Chance's gun.

He won't bother or become a liability to his teammates no longer.

Problem solved, right?

Instead of sweet nothingness, he was thrown in an alleyway and is now forced to live in a completely new universe.

Okay, sweet, he's got a normal life, that he didn't want. But here he was. So, hard reset, we ball.(007n7 can't swear, it gets hashtags, and he has a kid lol- also, he actually did a real ass hard reset cuz he got temporary amnesia now caused by the c00lgui to protect him)

But the thing is.. He's just got that undeniable rizz, which can't have him live normally.

Or

What if you place a retired hacker in the world of Phighting and have him literally obliterate everyone becuz I love him.

Notes:

Ya'll, how do you feel about me making a series where 007n7 pulls multifandom characters lol?

Chapter 1: Your resident deppresed father got found by a local catboy after a mental breakdown

Summary:

007n7 is clearly not sane, pulls a mark heathcliff(or smt), and dies. But it's okay, he revives because the universe will not let him die.

But he didn't spawn in the lobby, nope. He fell from the skybox and into some alleyway.

He still can't die, breaks down, repressed the memory of c00lkidd and got found by a local catboy YIPPIEEEE!!!

Notes:

HAIII MY LOVELY BATCHMATES(readers) I present you.. A NEW FIC!!!! (That I'm prolly.. Gonna rarely update.. Hehe.. I've been lacking motivation lately, this fic had to be written days before I published it cuz of the loss of motivation.)

Haven't been feeling well cuz of my tight schedule rn, so, I'm writing this. I've had.. Gotten into the phighting recently hehe..

Also, updates are more or less gonna be even rarer and less frequent as it was before(unless Christmas break comes lol, I'd miss that😔) cuz I have to focus on my school more😢

Anyway, I'm drifting from fanfic to fanfic rn lol, but don't worry! Dead but alive is still getting updated!(although, I've written like abt 1/4 of the chapter.. I think, based on the outline I got, it seems like I'll be long lol. And after that, I'll update my other fic.)

I just have strong urges to write, and too good ideas. Like, can you imagine? J was lowkey gonna make a The Broker × 007n7, which is frankly ridiculous LMAO.

Also, question, is Scythe a lesbian? I'm not really sure🤔

Also, there might be some mistakes cuz I re wrote this chapter so many times.

007n7 attempts here, not just once, but twice.

I really hope I did Slingshot SOME justice here, cuz if I didn't, I will literally cry😭(mischaracterization oml, I hate u so badly😒)

007n7 had made a simple routine for himself.

Divulge in the illusions of exhaustion, despite the absence of sunrise.

Survive;

And avoid his companions— teammates? Fellow survivors? He's not sure how to refer to them.. He wasn't close to them, nor were they exactly pleased to do so.

007n7 wouldn't blame them, he was a hacker. Nothing more, nothing less than that. He couldn't be anything more.. Not a father. Not.. Anything really, dumbed down to being a hacker.

He understands them of course, he wouldn't even forgive himself if he was in their place.

...

007n7 stares at the wall of his room blankly, the twitch of his fingers snapping him out of his thoughts.

He could distinctly remember the night before of what happened, the cold touch as the barrel of the gun touched his chin. Quick, painless and telltaled of his clear intention for death. But, knowing him. No one would come, no one would check. He has no one anymore.

So, here he was again. Slumped over a wall as he stared at the picture of him and his son smiling, Chance's gun in his dominant hand, the wall dulling around him, dim.. And colorless.

With nothing in his mind.. He pulled.

BANG!

Again, he find himself in the void of nothingness. Drifting from places to places, it didn't bring him comfort at all. His death.. Was practical, necessary, without him, his team can survive efficiently now. He wouldn't burden them any longer.

He feels.. Numb. Like what it felt to drown after, met with the sweet lullings of water carrying you down to the depths, leaving your body a bloated, blue mess. Barnacles cling, and stick, and soon, his body would tore apart from each other, leave and drift off.

007n7 couldn't see beyond of the eternal darkness, but he could feel it. Stares and eyes upon, speaking in a realm where noise was eliminated. 007n7 can just hear what they say even if not spoken out loud. They hate him. Absolutely despite him. He could feel them clinging to his feet, clawing, scratching, trying to drag him down.

007n7 will never be free of his past. It will always come back to haunt him, dragging him down like a chain on his limbs.

THUMP!

For once, 007n7 feel himself land on a hard surface.. No, no, no, no, no, no-

IS HE BACK?

007n7 feels dread in his chest, it was back then. When he pulled and landed in that admin-forsakened realm. He can't b- he can't face his teammates-

007n7 opened his eyes, finding himself in an alleyway, a familiar metalic scent of blood met his nose. His hands—well, there were still the usual...

His tail was still there. 007n7 went over to the top of his head, his burger was still there, and the little noob atop it was still there, perhaps still processing. His.. Horns are still there, poking out just above the front of his burger.

Since 007n7 couldn't see normally without his glasses, he more or less had to use his sense of touch to analyze himself. Sure he could see, technically he can. But, he more or less perceives the word in a blue print kind of way..

Wait, actually, that's.. Unusual, usually he'd see some code along with it, but there was nothing.

007n7 groaned, feeling his head throb, as he shifted on the ground, only to yelp when his skin made contact with broken glass. 007n7 snapped out of his daze, looking a little more closely at his surroundings. There were shards of broken glass, and a stench of dried blood, a garbage can- and pieces of cardboard or metal thrown aside, aside from the shape he could see out through, and well, feeling around.

He's in a new place, and from... An alleyway of sorts. 007n7 got up, leaning against a wall as he dusts himself off. Whatever place he got thrown off into.. Was certainly a strange place. The place lack of code, all matter and nothing else. He could technically un-anchor it still, but couldn't really change the texture to a decal image, or even completely remove it's existence.

Well, it doesn't really matter. 007n7 just needs to die again. So, without question. 007n7 crouched down on the ground, finding a piece of broken shard, and without thinking much. It pierced his throat.

Then, a mechanical ping ran through 007n7's head as the blood simply run down like a calm faucet tapped turned on. He thought I'd be quick, blood would spill and he would make a mess, but no. The warm blood seeped down from his neck and unto the ground floor, calm and unhurried. His mind felt numb.. It dripped and dripped, never-ending it seemed, the air began to grow colder, his skin paler. Dizziness hit him, and the next was the sweet release of death.

>>> SYSTEM ALERT : SELF_DESTRUCT_PROTOCOL OVERRIDE

>>> EXECUTE : ADAPTIVE_SURVIVAL MODE
>> PRIORITY HAS BEEN SET TO HIGH_PROTECTION UNDER [USER_007N7]

007n7 opened his eyes, and just as before, like clockwork. He was alive, the once metalic scent of blood faded, the puddle recended seemingly being absorbed into the ground. His old body faded, and there he was again, slumped in the wall, hands shaken as he curled around himself.

*Hic*

007n7 couldn't help it as tears formed around his eyes, streaming down from his cheeks and landing on his arms. His tail curled around himself, tired.. Sick, desperate. He was sick of living, and he kept being alive. He just wants to dissapear quietly, forgotten and be nothing but a faded memory.

He left his son. All by himself in that forsakened realm, admins was he terrible.. For living, for being selfish. He should have stayed, should have stayed strong. If he had held out a little longer.. , then maybe they'd be freed. Free of the eternal torture, of the torment, and his son— Oh admins his son would be back at Robloxian and see nothing but a carcass, of a man he once knew as his father.

He curled around himself more, his tail curled around himself as he muffled his cries by his arm, his heart sank at the fact that he was here.. free, alive.. With no killer to chase him down, alone.. And yet here he was, wasting this opportunity to die. It should have been others.. Not him, he deserved to be in that place, and yet he ran. Escaped from his problems, like always.

"I'm sorry.." 007n7 muttered to himself repeatedly as he broke into muffled sobs.

Another mechanical ping ran through his head as he simply tucked more to himself, his tail tightening around himself in a desperate way to comfort him.

>>> SYSTEM : HOST IS IN EXTREME DISTRESS //STATUS: EXTREMELY UNSTABLE; RECOMMEND ACTION TO PREVENT FURTHER SELF_DESTRUCTION >>>

>>> SYSTEM : MEMORYLOG_C00L HAS BEEN RESTRICTED TO PREVENT FURTHER DISTRESS FOR THE HOST'S OWN HEALTH // OTHER COMMANDS HAS BEEN OVERRIDEN TO ENSURE THE HOST'S SAFETY >>>

"Wha-"

———

It's not everyday you find some random weird lookin' inphernal crying in an alleyway, finding out they don't remember much, and impulsively giving them a job at his Cat Café out of pity...

Well, that happened.

Except, we gotta reword a few times back before the whole encounter.

Slingshot was doing his usual, managing his Cat Café, before closing for the day. Slingshot hummed to himself, cleaning the place like usual. Until his ears perked upwards in hearing.. Sobs? Okay.. That was certainly strange. Slingshot couldn't help but follow the sound, getting out of his Cat Café and finding himself in the alleyway.

'Okay.. Someone's crying in an alleyway.. Definitely not creepy at all!' Slingshot thought. He was hesitant to check in, because.. It could mean a trick or an ambush.. Even if that was highly unlikely, they were in the Crossroads afterall. Still, never hurt to be wary tho!

And plus.. It's not everyday you'd hear an inphernal cry.. Not that it was wrong of course! Inphernals.. Are just, drawn to conflicts in nature, and wouldn't cry out in the open like this!

So.. He'd be worried. Perhaps it was a newlyspawn? That made sense.. And well, he'd feel bad if he just ignore it! It's just a kid afterall..

And well, that was what he expected.. But he didn't expect some.. Inphernal? Strange looking inphernal slumped over an alleyway, sobbing and hugging himself with.. A strange looking tail?

Well.. It wasn't exactly common to see an inphernal with a tail.

The inphernal..? Had a strange appearance, they had a tail horns, black with a red outline, uncommon color but everything else didn't made.. Well, whatever he was facing didn't seem like an inphernal.

Wait.. Is that seriously a burger with some kind of thing in the top of this weird inphernal's head?

But aside from that! They were crying! Slingshot crouched down. "Hey.. Are you okay? Why are you crying?" Slingshot asked, concern on his tone.

Although.. He didn't get any responses..

There was silence. Awkward, before finally, the figure spoke. Voice raspy and clearly had been crying for some time now.

"I-.. I don't.. I don't know.. I can't- I can't remember.."

The voice was masculine, the voice cracking..so, maybe it's a male? Ah wait! He just referred to them as it! That's rude.. Okay

Wait, actually.. This inphernal doesn't remember why their crying?!

Uh.. Okay, that's.. Totally concerning!

"I see.. That sounds.. Terrible..." Slingshot spoke with a sigh, he felt pity for this inphernal, just what happened? 'Don't tell me it's one of Subspace's weird experiments or something..'

Slingshot doesn't know what to do, but he can't exactly stay out here in case something dangerous happens, and clearly, this.. Inphernal did not look like they belong here.. He'd feel bad if he left this inphernal alone, and be captured or something for experiments..

"Okay.. Uhm, How about you come with me, so.. We could figure things out from there, yeah? It's late and dangerous to be out here." Slingshot suggested. Before he paused for a moment. "Oh, I'm Slingshot by the way!" Slingshot happily greeted as he helps the inphernal up.

"Oh.. I'm 007n7.. Seven.. Or Sev is fine too.. If pronouncing my name is too difficult.." 007n7 introduced themselves, averting their gaze with their head slightly down.

Damn.. The guy? Seemed to have confidence issues. Everyone in the Inpherno lacked the right organs to be assigned a gender, so they went with whatever was comfortable.

"Sooo.. Just, follow me, my Café's close around here." Slingshot spoke with a hum, using his quick, nimble feet to Parkour his way into the second floor building, and into the balcony of his Cat Café.

'Ah.. Shoot, I forgot he? They might not be able to climb.' Slingshot looked back on the ground, only to see no one else there.

"What you did there.. It was fascinating." A sudden voice almost made him yelped, pull out his gear and attacked. SFOTH, Phights and well, the overall common conflicts made him just a tad bit wary when it comes from behind.

"Sick! You're up here, is it your gear or something? Teleportation is cool." Slingshot spoke, surprise and a little intrigued to see someone in person use their teleportation gear.

"Gear..? What do you-"

"Anyway, come inside, don't make too much of a mess tho, just cleaned the place up." Slingshot spoke with his hands on his pockets before opening the balcony door, and going inside, gesturing for 007n7—seriously weird name, with 007n7 following behind.

Geez.. Surely this doesn't count as.. Kidnapping right? Or maybe stealing one of Subspace's experiments that escaped? Surely not.. The inphernal's name sounded more like a serial number than anything else.

Notes:

Hope you enjoy this one! <3

Additional info:

—I personally like to headcannon 007n7 to be able to swear, like, his hacker self found a loophole and used technical, coding, computer kind of way to swear, or generally how he talks. Hacking, programming and coding has became his innate feature, and a result of the side effect on the C00lgui who inevitably became a part of him.

—I like the idea that 007n7 has circuit-like markings. Also, the fact he has a cursor tail and like, part of his hands are kind of 'infected' with the c00lgui, making them appear as black as the ocean at midnight with a red outline.

-I like to think 007n7 fits really well into being an inphernal, in terms of blending in. He's got horns already, and even if his milestone skin didn't have a tail, I WILL have him have a tail, with a cursor like end cuz its SUCH a SICK design, I COULDN'T HELP IT-

—I got like, some information based on Vauschen's fanfic called I blame you John, where it's also a crossover like mine.. Except mine is mainly focused on 007n7 and.. Well, comedy.. Sorta..(look, not my fault my hand writes the angst okay💔) Although mind you, I can be hitting inaccurate information, cuz well, I just got into phighting and the lore is just.. Wow. *CHEF'S KISS*😘

—Also, don't mind me using some of their headcannons. THEY'RE SICK I TELL YOU, I love them sm, and it feels like they make sense :>

—007n7 can't normally see, ever since the c00lgui imprinted on the most deepest part of his internal code, it has since modified his body to suit the c00lgui more. He sees the world in a standard blue print kind of way(it makes it easy to code and hack back then since it meant he didn't have to decode and could easily the compiled code to hack)

it's also why he wears glasses, ones modified to let him see the world normally, but after being used to seeing the world not so normally, it lead him to have far-sighted vision , so he had to get prescripred glasses lol XD.

—007n7 is STILL a robloxian, not an inphernal, so, watch him shock the ppl around him by respawning with no problem, infinite inventory and that alike lol XD

P.s sorry for starving ya'll, had to focus more on myself aight💔

Chapter 2: Local Catboy recruited a cryptid creature who's too good.

Summary:

Local catboy is questioning what kind of creature he decided to hire. This bitch could literally clone himself, summon multiple hands to multi-task, infinite storages, can fix basically any electronics, and EASILY brings in customer's even more by the guy's charm.

Finally, Slingshot decided to confront 007n7 about his abilities, becuz 007n7 could draw dangerous attention to himself if it continued. The guy doesn't care, tbh he seemed more interested, so, he's got a few screws loose. Nothing out of the ordinary, but 007n7's situation was.. Concerning.

Slingshot came to a conclusion that maybe a certain healer could help 007n7.

Notes:

Since ya'll were lowkey so quick, I decided to cook up smt and present to you.. THE SECOND CHAPTER!! YIPPIEEE 🥳

Anyway, it's the middle of the night and I can't conjure up any thoughts eh😞

I have nothing else I could say rn.. Sooo.. Also pretty short chapter :>

———

Slingshot isn't sure of how to feel about the new.. Inphernal? He's not sure about calling.. His new recruit an inphernal. He didn't look like one.. Nor acted like one.

Slingshot still remembers when he hired the guy previously.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

So.. Here he was, the.. Creature sat on one of the chairs, just staring at him blankly.. More particularly, at.. His ears. Slingshot subconsciously checked over his ears, twitching at the contact as he averted his eyes. The staring was making him conscious more than ever at his cat ears.

Slingshot couldn't help but feel.. Unsettled at the creature, staring at him blankly with a look he has seen far too many times on.. Soldiers who've seen some things.

Now that he took a closer look of the guy, he had some sort of burger hat on his head, with a small smiling critter at the top. The guy overall had this tired, exhausted look on him.. And not the mention. His skin seemed an odd color, something he hasn't seen before, and had those.. Circuit-like markings around his body except his head, there were also a dark tint around his hands, stopping at his risk. Black, with a red outline, a tail resembling that of a cursor. The tail in questioning was swaying side by side in a slow wary rhythm, flickering in anxiety at each sway.

Slingshot's hands twitched at his sides, itching to just grab the tail and glide his fingers over it to see how it feels. Would it feel fluffy? Or maybe fuzzy with a soft less dense fur? Or is it solid and smooth?

Slingshot couldn't help but stare at the tail, it wasn't everyday he'd met someone who had one. Everyone mostly had horns, but rarely do they have a tail. Honestly, he's seen deities more than he had seen inphernals with tail, and that was saying something!

But then again, he's an official phighter, so he had more or less encountered some of the deities during the Phestivals. Okay, back to the appearance to the guy, he had to stay focus.

007n7 was wearing a blue sleeveless top with this weird lookin' face and some blue pants. Overall, the guy looked out of place.

Nevertheless, he pushed the feeling down. "Soooo!!! What were ya' doing out there in the alleyway like that? Don't ya' know it's dangerous to be stayin' in an alleyway completely defenseless?" Slingshot chirped, the unease dissapearing and being overshadowed by curiosity.

007n7 stared at him blankly for a few moments more..

...

"Uh.. Sev?" Slingshot spoke with uncertainty, waving his eyes in front of 007n7's eyes to snap him out of.. Whatever void he got dragged in.

007n7 blinked, once, twice before he spoke up. "Oh.. Uh, what did you ask again..?" 007n7 asked, looking away as he rubbed the back of his neck, looking extremely guilty at not listening, the other resting on his lap.

Okay.. Huh.. This guy was just..

"I wanted to ask what's your whole deal with being outside, crying in the middle of the alleyway at midnight." Slingshot spoke, crossing his arms with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh.. That.. Uh, like. I said.. I don't remember much.. All I know is that—" 007n7 cut himself off, he paused, his voice cracked. 007n7's hands clenched on his lap, his pupils dilating as his hands tremble from.. Fear? Anger..? Slingshot can't tell.

Nevertheless, the guy looked hesitant, even terrified. 007n7 didn't continue to say much, his hands hovering over his mouth as a shaky sigh escaped his lip.

...

Fuck..

Did he just remind this guy of something traumatizing?

"OH MT SFOTH! I AM SO SORRY! Y-you don't have to continue if you don't want to!" Slingshot immediately spoke, his hands waving frantically in panic, dang it. He screwed this interaction BADLY.

"No, no,.. It's.. It's alright.. I'm sorry, I- I'm not ready to talk about it.. Yet." 007n7 spoke with a dismissive wave, a small placating smile on his face, as if trying to reassure him. It however did NOT work.

There was silence hanging, one that felt more awkward than tense.

"Do... You, work here..?" 007n7 asked, shifting the topic to something else, which Slingshot was relieved at. He shook his head, placing his hands on his hips as a proud smile appeared on his face. "Nah, I actually own this place." Slingshot responded, prideful at the fact. His Cat Café was fairly successful, being managed by his other two friends.

"That's nice.."

There was a pause for a moment as 007n7 stared off into the distance. "Are you.. Looking for new.. Hires?" 007n7 asked, returning his attention to Slingshot.

Well, Slingshot wouldn't mind another helping hand!

 

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So.. Here he was.

Slingshot leaned against the counter of his Cat Café, ears twitching nervously as he watched 007n7 glide effortlessly between tables. The guy wasn’t just good at his work—he was insanely good. Jeez, it felt like the guy had done this before multiple times!

Not to mention.. 007n7's..gear? He's not sure anymore. But his abilities sure are helpful.. If not, a bit.. Overpowered so to say.

...

Clink!

007n7's abilities has made it for him to work easier. Slingshot wouldn't have to be burdened by buying ingredients for dishes, and drinks when he could just duplicate the items with no problem.

He didn't have to make multiple trips since he could just store the item in his infinite inventory, and he could easily get what he need through teleportation by just being informed of the coordinates.

He can fix electronics with his knowledge of programming, and just a bit of hacking to reset the electronic in place.

Although, he had to infect said item by code through his hands just so he can modify it or even interact the internal system like how he did back in Robloxia.

Sure, there was a deep part of him that felt absolutely repulsive for using his c00lgui.. But.. He wasn't using it for bad this time.. Then again, 007n7 wonders why he is doing all these.

He has no one to support, and all he's doing is practically useless. Perharps it was to maintain some normalcy.. And maybe, 007n7 hasn't been all to present and has really just been in auto-pilot mode. 007n7 isn't sure.

Moreover, 007n7 isn't exactly sure, but it feels like it's gotten more.. Popular with his added presence, the Cat Café felt more.. lively. Or maybe it's just him? This place was successful afterall. So, it wasn't no surprise there would be a lot of.. inphernals.

It was no question that 007n7 wasn't in Robloxia, but somewhere else. Still in Roblox, but.. Not in Robloxia where his fellow robloxians

007n7 sighs, his fingers tapping over the counter. He's decided on manning the counter, and let the clones do all the serving, with just a bit of adjustments in their AI, they should be able to deliver orders to the right customers. 007n7 couldn't do much, he could barely see anything normally, all he could see are grid patterns and figure of objects or the general shape of Inphernals.

007n7 just knows that their commonality are the horns, and except for Slingshot, he knows no one else that was different. 007n7 sighs, running a hand over his face. He really needs glasses. He'll take anything at this point even if their not prescripted. Atleast he can see normally and is able to make out something.

Aside from glasses.. 007n7 also needs to check out the library so that he could atleast find something about the world he's in... Ah, he can't even read with his vision—wait no, 007n7 can just read the internal code of the books through his c00lgui. 007n7 grimaced, being reminded of his dependence in it. Then again, it's now part of him, and it made sure that 007n7 wouldn't just abandon it after his retirement.

"Ahem.. "

The clearing of throat snapped 007n7 out of his thoughts. "Oh, sorry- uh, welcome! What would you like?" 007n7 spoke, a sheepish smile on his face. Right.. He'll need to focus on his job first. Find more jobs, and then an apartment.

Back to work as he did. But, 007n7 couldn't help the blatant stared he feels he's experiencing. The stared wasn't anything unusual, 007n7 did had a lot of stared at him back when he was a hacker.. And retired. Then in that purgatory.. But- nevermind, aside from that, 007n7 felt a stare that felt like curiousity.

...

Hours passed with no problem, and finally, closing times happened. 007n7 did his thing as usual, clones.. Extra hands.. Teleportation, and that alike. This time, he was currently wiping the tables when he felt a finger poking his shoulder. 007n7 tensed at the contact, the flashes of him being hunted down continuously flashed before his eyes, before easing.. Nothing happened yet.

007n7 turned his body, facing the figure to see familiar Cat ears ontop. "BUDDY!! Haha! I'm SO PROUD for your extremely successful day!" Slingshot happily spoke, his ears twitched upwards and then downwards, happy of the extremely successful day! God, he had earned way more bux than usual, and he only has 007n7 to thank for it.

Slingshot was patting his shoulders, his other arm on his hip as he nodded his head approvingly. Inphernals became drawn to 007n7's unconventional appearance, no one couldn't help but oogle—I mean, be fascinated and curious about 007n7's appearance.

The way 007n7's tired expression compliments his outward expression, the slight fear in his eyes when he failed at something. How the sleeveless top made his body a little more.. Open. The markings made him look unique, and some couldn't help but be curious what it would feel like to touch. His tail was no different, curious. The man's demeanor was no different, he seemed so.. Well, something that made the Inphernals want to just.. Bully the guy.

Granted, violence and alike was normal in Inpherno, but seeing the man being so.. pathethic the others couldn't help the urge to make the man cry. Would he break down? There was urge to test something... Manhandle 007n7 and see his reactions. Would he just let them? —actually no, that sounds wrong.

Although such thoughts won't stay long, because as soon as they leave the Café. Their memory of 007n7 will just become another blurred distant memory.

...

That was NOT the same case for Slighshot. Slingshot bit his lower lip, the tip of his ears red and downturned. As Slingshot proceeds to go quiet for a few moments before he cleared his throat, and shaking his thoughts away.

He just admire the guy, just some normal admiration. Nothing more, not anything more. Slingshot just thinks Sev is very cool! Responsible, productive and can multitask! Just what help he needed to manage the Café.

No wait, he's getting distracted. 007n7 stared at him in confusion, tilting his head to the side with a hand under his chin.

oh SFOTH- He's so cute—NO!

"So.. Uh, Sev. Can we.. Talk about that gear of yours?"

"It's powerful.. And useful.. But, I'm worried you'll drag unwanted attention to yourself." Slingshot spoke, his tone shifting to concern. A sigh escaping his lip. As much as he was curious about Sev's gear and how it works, he didn't really want to make 007n7 uncomfortable. He's already found the guy in a not exactly well state at first, and based on Sev's whole demeanour, this guy is practically asking to be taken advantage off—

No offense of course! Sev just... Looks the part of an inphernal who'd be scammed easily.

007n7 looked to the side, shifting his strength to his other leg. As his hand held onto his other shoulder. "I.. I couldn't careless about what happens to me. I-" 007n7 trails off. He can't die, so, really, what's there to worry about? Then again, he still feels pain— 007n7's hold tightened on himself, his tail curling before it flickered.

Well.. That totally wasn't a concerning mindset!—actually, scratch that. IT IS!. "Why- WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT?" slingshot spoke aloud in concern, shaking 007n7 as if all the negativity would escape 007n7.

"Ah- oh my SFOTH! I'm SO SORRY" Slingshot paused, as he stopped shaking 007n7 who seems to be in a daze. He apologies once again, but seriously, can an inphernal blame him? Dude was speaking as if life didn't matter to him anymore!

007n7 looked like he wanted to speak, but he opted to choosing to be quiet instead. He feels like protesting would be useless... And.. He couldn't help but feel.. Slightly relieved that someone cared for him. But that was quickly shut down by his own negativity.

Slingshot feels worried for 007n7, mainly since it is part of his responsibility as the manager to make sure his staff was okay, and another part of him.. Felt like it was the right thing to do. It did, and is, but something just feels different. He cares for the guy.. But not in a way sort off. He can't exactly explain the feeling, but he just brushes it off as maybe something familial.

Right..?

But first.. He'll need to have some kind of doctor—or maybe someone that could help 007n7, clearly, 007n7 isn't doing well, and the only one that comes to mind is..

Medkit.

Notes:

Additional info or literally just my headcannons:

—I feel like inphernals would have a harder time to know if their inlove or smt, since canonically, their inherently violent, so, I figured that violence kinda makes it hard for them to find out if their inlove lol

—I HC that since inphernals lack the reproductive organs, couples (their very rare) are very wholesome in a sort of twisted way? Like pure sweet fluff. Like- oh yeah, I gifted this dead body to you as a token of my courtship, or like, "here's a horn from your enemy. It's my gift for you"

—I randomly thought off that the different factions have different courting rituals. Like for example, Lost Temple has their courting ritual where, the more intricate and decorated your horn were, the more you are seeked out, and is also seen as a sign of Wealth and Power.(also higher chances in having your courtship accepted)

This is inspired from male birds having lighter, more vibrant colors to attract mates heheeehe..

Blackrock is basically.. The partner has to cut off their horns and gift it to the inphernal they wanted to court as a sign that the partner is willing to be vulnerable, and trust the inphernal they want to court. If the partner is rejected, they are left to be defenseless and killed. However, if accepted. The courted partner must protect the partner who has cut their horns for life, if the courted partner fails, they will either have to get rid of themselves in order to stay with their mate, or be remarried, but has to cut a part of their horns as punishment for not staying loyal till the end.

This one was inspired a bit by deer's shedding their antlers at winter(which is where Blackrock is), and penguin's pebbling ritual.and Swan's one mate for life.

Playground is a bit more.. Seal-like? The more an inphernal has a bigger gang, the higher the chances of being accepted by a partner. It doesn't exactly matter if u aren't a leader, as long as your gang's big and powerful.

Thieves den is a bit more traditional. The stronger an inphernal is, the higher their chances of being accepted by their partner. However, the courted one must win a battle by mainly either the father, mentor or whoever family member is the strongest in the courted partner's side.

—The SFOTH although are avians by nature has different ways to court their mate. However, wing-biting or preening stays the same. Fun fact, 007n7 probably will unintentionally preen a deities wings. While to the SFOTH, will see biting 007n7's tail the same say they see biting the base of wings or preening.

Question, do ya'll thinknif inphernals are given reproductive organs, they'd be really horny as fuck and like, pretty into some kinda shit cuz like- yeah I ain't contuining the thought

Would they be envious that 007n7 got some, or would they use the opportunity to use some other alternative?

Anyways, this is what happens if u let an author cook(burn) food badly cuz I don't got shame when I'm half asleep. I will probably regret this tommorow lol, anyway, that should be all of it.

Chapter 3: A glimpse of Seven's character

Summary:

007n7 talks to the catboy.

Notes:

Guys, so like, I tried to explore the phighting crossroads on my private server. And so like, while I was exploring, I found this one mini library I think, there was like a medkit skin on the second floor, and when I explored more. I saw this book that I was able to interact.. So I did. Guess what.

I FUCKING WENT ON A BOSS FIGHT😭 And worse of all, I was playing as VINESTAFF. Is that normal???😭 so.. Uh, yeah, I'm kinda hesitate to explore now cuz I don't want to stumble accidentally on a boss fight :(

I think they were called Doomsekkar. Do they have like, multiple phases or smth? Cuz I remember I had to defeat this boss multiple times, or maybe not really. And it was just my dumbass that kept on dying and panicking all over again. It was low key fun tho, I wanna go again, but I'm scared.

Also, I think on like the second or third time I 'beat' it, I got the boss down to 13 health, and I got disconnected lol XD

"The only dating sim fic i like so far.
Plus hinting at sum agressive love.
Mmmemmemhahallalrjlehehhehe praying its not discontinued" hehhe, I found this on my bookmark and god, I ADORE it XD

Also, I love yapping so like. My first concept of this fix was to have a killer 007n7 be transported in phighting (he would be a spider and he'd be kinda living underground, or maybe in a crystal cave decorated with webs, cocoons, hoards of trinkets, etc) and like, due to a lot of newlyspawns missing, the inphernals started to become concerned cuz their population was kinda not that big, and plus, their were a lot of stuff going missing.

The trio(slingahot, shuriken, and vinestaff) eventually decided to do some investigating, and found this cave with webs in it and met spider killer 7n7. They somehow eased 007n7, and the trio eventually found out 007m7 has been taking in newlyspawns thinking it was his children.

Then stuff happens.

Okay, so like, this is pretty short. My apologies for that. But this was kinda rushed? My WiFi is gonna be gone tomorrow. I got motivation to update, and I wanted to see if you would like how I'll characterize 007n7 here further out.

So, I dunno.. u can vote by telling me which characterization version of 007n7 u would like me to do from here on out :D

(I'll see who can get the most votes in how 007n7 would act, or behave. There's not much to go off from his lore, and I wanna give his character a lot more depth. Especially since he's my fav. Deadline? Honestly, depends on when my WiFi would come back lol. If it gets back early, I'll wait a week. If it gets small replies, I'll give it 2 weeks before ultimately choosing the winner.)

While that is happening, I could start with updating my other fanfics for once.. Lmao XD(while I wait for voting results ig)

Anyways, there might be some mistakes cuz I wrote this when I was hella tired.

Also, I'll get to the rest of the deities later(and also to how Robloxian's mating rituals lol)

I hope you enjoy this chapter :D

Also, because I've been feeling burn out lately. Not of my fics ofc, I adore them.(gotta be honest with ya'll, I'm suffering from writer's block on Dead but Alive.. Haha..)

My mood has been shifting a lot, to negative, hyperactive, to exhaustion. I feel good rn, soooo.. Yeah :D although, nothing like some good ol' art of 007n7 is a heck of a fine medicine 🙂‍↕️

Maybe I should start posting on tumblr and like, give a link to it from here to there. Can I do that? I dunno.

Posting images here is a PAIN as someone who writes purely in mobile🫠

I love showing off my 007n7 art whenever I'm satisfied of drawing him. It's like an urge a parent does when their proud of their children :D

Also.. Friend(yes u, the one who often read my fanfic), I love that TikTok you made where you showed a part of that one fanfic I made.. Hehe.. I was giggling so hard, and also I was so surprised when I came across it in tiktok XD

Also.. Smt thats minor.. Not related to a plot but.

Oh, right. Uhm. CAN SOMEONE PLSSSSSS I BEG OF YOU, DOWN ON MY KNEES RN TO MAKE A GACHA PHIGHTING REACTION TO 007N7? PLEASE??? (I want to show off my cool baddie 007n7 to other fandom character okay😔 idc if he ain't pulling them—or like a ship, I JUST WANT PHIGHTING CHARACTERS TO REACT TO HIM PLEASE, cuz if m n' m is gonna have a REACTION VID then, phighting reacting to 007n7 should as well >:(

I am actually SO DESPERATE that I DREAMT IT- FUCKING DREAMT A PHIGHTING GACHA REACTION VID TO 007N7😭

I was so dissapointed to see there wasn't anything 💔

Also, I am PASTING this in my other fics, THAT'S HOW BADLY I WANT SOMEONE TO CREATE A PHIGHTING GACHA REACTION VID TO 007N7 PLEASE🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Alright.. When I find u Slingahot mistake tommorow.. Istg😒

I talkl so much in notes characters are little at 100+😭

007n7 doesn't know what to do now. Here he was, standing outside of a cafe from what he could remember Slingshot had told him.

What can he do in the first place? In a way he's utterly blind so he can't just go looking around. Not to mention, path finding could only help him so far before he eventually hits a wall—or a dead end.

He doesn't have a map. This.. Place was entirely new.

…

Just how more pathetic he could be?

He's not sure of what to do now.

He feels empty.

No sense of purpose.

Or maybe there was..?

The feeling of being completely blank and a husk wasn't there.

He's missing something…

But what?

007n7 leans back on the wall, a sigh escaping his lip as his tail flicked in irritation.

He's completely hopeless.

…

Right.

There was something he could use.

007n7 took his burger hat into his arms, he tensed, his shoulders straightened, his legs going rigid as soft matted.. Strings in groups flow down from his head and into his back.

… is it hair?

Well, that's unusual.

He didn't have hair.

His hands? Claws? Padded? Hands made its way to the top of his head, patting and gliding his claws amongst the soft thick tousled hair, messy and most indefinitely stuck in knots for a prolonged lack of self-care.

Then, a mechanical ping echoed in his head.

>> SYSTEM : HOST HAS BEEN MODIFIED TO ENSURE PROTECTION OVER THE PHYSICAL VESSEL;

No wonder.

The hand that was on his head eventually dropped at his sides, although his other hand was still holding onto his burger hat.

He opened his mouth to speak when—

“Uh.. Sev?”

A voice called out to him. With the use of a previously stored voice module in his memory, he eventually found some similarities in tone and pitch to that of Slingshot.

007n7 turned his head towards where the voice came from. Simply staring for a moment, before eventually one of them spoke up.

“You're still out here?”

007n7 could detect the concern on Slingshot's tone, followed by a hint of confusion. For once, 007n7 actually paid attention to Slingshot. Like he expected, Slingshot was a cluster of jagged shapes and lines, polygons forming his model to make the being that he is. The lack of code, and purely made of geometry.

Not anything new he had seen, he's remembered of realms where beings formed from polygons and shapes. This one was no different. Robloxia was the ultimate hubs for user created Robloxians, a major species in Roblox who've created realms far from Robloxia itself. A hub where code was its very beginning.

007n7 could only nod at the question.

“Oh..”

“Don't you have an.. Apartment or like- a home to get to?”

007n7 could hear some shuffling on Slingshot's end before footsteps that increased in loudness as it gets closer.

007n7 can't help but tense, the one holding the burger hat tightened it's hold, while the other clenched at his sides. He instinctively stepped back, his eyes squinted.

The footsteps stopped, brief silence hanging between them before Slingshot spoke up again. “Hey, man… uh..” Slingshot started, uncertain what he could say to a clearly wary.. Inphernal in front of him. SFOTH this guy switches up so much...

Should 007n7 tell him? Slingshot seems decent enough, hasn't hated him yet.. But maybe, soon, perhaps Slingshot would hate him once he founds out who he is.

Nevertheless, 007n7 doesn't have much going to him. He feels empty, lacking. Missing.. Perhaps he should look for the missing piece? And for that, he must be stable. Not just in mind, but in terms of living conditions.

"Actually.. I'm.. I can't see.. I just.. Newly arrived here. with someone.. Then, something happened.. And we got separated." 007n7 decided to lie, he feels the knot in his chest tighten at lying. At being a terrible person again.

It's not like it was a lie in the first place. Not fully at least, a half truth. He was separated from every else, and yet, there's an inkling. A feeling deep within his code that he doesn't mean just the survivors who tolerated him.

"WHAT." There was a yell of school coming from Slingshot, and 007n7 winced at the loud noise. There was a gasp, before Slingshot spoke up again. "O-oh.. I- I am SO SO SORRY!" Slingshot quickly apologized. By how the wind has shifted, perhaps the 'inphernal' as they call themselves was waving his hands frantically.

"It's alright.. Really, you don't need to apologize.." 007n7 simply dismisses Slingshot's apologies by a dismissive wave, a sheepish smile appearing on his face just to placate him. Although it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Okay.. Uhm, how about this. You can live in my Café for a while! There should be a spare room since the siblings sometimes stay there whenever they had something to take care of here in Crossroads." Slingshot suggested, a bit hopeful for Seven to agree. Not to mention, a blind Inphernal was basically a death sentence if the inphernal couldn't defend themselves.

He has a feeling 007n7 is gonna be more than just fine though.

Wait a minute.. What the hell is that in top of his head? It looked like.. Well, he's not sure. It seemed to have replaced that goofy hat of his, and looks like a mess.. OH! a BIRD'S NEST! it reminds him of that.

"Pff-" Slingshot held back a chuckle, before he cleared his throat and shook his head. 007n7 stared at him blankly—well, a bit of a neutral look on his face, but he saw one of Seven's eyebrows raise. "I- it's nothing. Just.. Remembered something funny."

"Mhm.. Since this place is yours.. Why are you outside?" 007n7 hummed, placing his burgerhat back to his head. Looks like he'll have to put it on hold for the time being.

"Oh, I'm buying some stuff to try making new dishes!" Slingshot happily spoke.

"Oh, how nice.." 007n7 spoke with a close eyed smile, straining his smile just enough to make exhaustion seep through his act. Natural, as always. An act he has worn far too long, for a reason he can't remember no longer.

"Right.. Uh, also.. Is- is there.. Like, a clinic of sorts for eyeglasses?" 007n7 asked, his hands fiddling with each other, feigning nervousness.

"Well.. Yeah.. But, Blackrock has good medical care.. But they're stingy and too expensive. I doubt they'd let some normal demon go in to their facilities and waste their expenses just to get a prescripted eye glass for a demon that ain't useful for them." Slingshot responded with a shrug, the polygons in his body shifting along with it.

"And then there's lost temple too.." Slingshot sighs, his hands on his hips as he looked down. His ears down turned at just the mention of rich slobs and cultists in Lost Temple.

"They have one, a clinic specifically for eye treatments. They've got this whole cult—Church of the True Eye if I remember. Most of their cultist members.. Or well, 'acolytes' as they call it often need eye treatments. Usually since most of their members got only one eye for some reason..." Slingshot added, crossing his arms and shaking his head.

"Unless you're an acolyte yourself, I doubt they'd treat you at one of their high end clinic."

"Mhm.. I see.." 007n7 responded, lowering his tone and looking down on the ground. Both of his eyebrows arched in a way where it formed a downtrodden dissapointed expression. His tail wrapped around his legs, as he softly sighs.

"..."

Slingshot could see the dissapointment in 007n7's face. His chest tightened at that. Damn.. "W-well! I might know someone who can help! I was.. Actually about to introduce you to him tomorrow.. See if he could.. Uh, help with your condition." Slingshot quickly spoke up, gesturing to 007n7.

007n7 perked up at that. For once, he was interested.

"Oh, that would be wonderful! I'm thankful for all the help you've given me." 007n7 clasped his hands together, a small relieved smile plastered on his face that felt so.. off under close observations.

"That aside.. Could I come with you?"

Notes:

Headcannons and extra in-fanfic info!

—Due to 007n7 spawning as a Robloxian as a user created account, he doesn't really have a parent nor a form of family except same code ID's as him like his cousin, and other forms of him. So he does not know shit abt being a parent lol. Still, despite that 007n7 still cared for the trio of kids(idgaf if those other kids got other parents, I'm just gonna pretend 007n7 took a more parental role for them😤)

—I like to think when 007n7 first had c00lkidd, his first thought was to kill it. But due to the connection he felt abt the kid, he decided to take it in, planning on getting it well enough to drop off in some adoption center spoiler alert, he didn't go through with it.

—I like to think 007n7 was a psychopath. Not in a way where he was a serial killer.. Although he probably was. Okay, so, like basically.. He was more in a way, couldn't feel remorse despite how much he wanted to. But he does understand that what he did was wrong by text-book definition. So, instead, he copies others, tries to recreate the guilt, the remorse, and that maybe, maybe, he'd feel it, he'd feel normal.

C00lkidd was like, the turning point of his life, his anchor, his purpose, and basically someone who helped him see the world as less more of a boring, uneventful thing, and more of a something that had beauty ina way that felt.. Humane. So, like, he basically is a yandere for his son. Not in a way where "oh I love him so much I'm gonna kill everyone who even LOOKS at his direction" but in a way where he had developed a pathological unhealthy attachment to his son, clinging to his son for emotional stability and desperation he can't fully grasp.

—I like to think 007n7's whole being pathetic and overly weak is a facáde he built for himself, to avoid trouble, and make himself look like prey, too weak to even be considered dangerous so he could live normally, even if it meant being walked over. It makes the survivors distrust for him make sense, becuz yes, he is practically kinda not bad, but in a way that it feels uncanny and forced.

I dunno abt this HC tho, it feels.. Lowkey assholish to 007n7's character.

If I change smt abt this. Just think of it as this;

Present 007n7: crushed under grief. His son was the first thing that cut through all that noise and gave him purpose. Losing that center rewound him into nothingness, so now he does the opposite of the past self: he wears the mask of weakness, remorse, humility. He mimics warmth, normalcy, “average father energy,” because that’s the only way he feels like he can keep the memory of his son alive without collapsing.

Past 007n7 wore a mask of false security to trick others, a mask of mock by replicating his victim's pain just to fuck with them.(not like that lmao).

—007n7 is a damn good fighter, how else would he avoid confrontations with admins and escape them so many times? Right now, he just wants to be a pacifist.(but sometimes if it involves harming his son, he finds a good ol' loophole to get rid of any potential harm to his life and precious son who isn't an immortal like him.) Also because 007n7 probably trained himself so he could defend himself or the kid in case his c00lgui is incapacitated, or condition.

—alright. As promise for the mating rituals for deities. Venomshank is definitely gift giving, kinda leaning more on the lost temple side. Except he collects trinkets around each faction and gives it to their mate. His love language is most indefinetelygift giving in a way.(probably quality time too based on how he trains Sword, also its funny to think Sisyphus told Venomshank like "if y'all wanna rid them lad' or gal', ya' gotta gift them trinkets' pretty and personalized.")

Venomshank's feather, while normal at first glance. Once it's given by a mate, it is laden with poison, and a curse. Once taken by the hands of the mate, it depends on their body whether they can handle the aftereffects of rot and decay. If they can, that mate is now utterly his. If not, that mate is disposable and is now one if not many victims of decay and rot. Aftereffects includes a vine seemingly transitioning from being vein to physicality.

—Ice dagger, probably quality time. Instead of buying or finding trinkets, he instead opts to making one himself. He would use ice, and sculpt it into the liking of his mate, or even to his mate entirely. However, if his mate takes his feather. They must endure the eternal coldness they would face, frost-bitten frost, and a chilling body effect. if the mate loses, they are to be made either a sculpture, a warning, or the use for guiding under intense snow.

—Illumina will most indefinitely put a mark on his mate, like his own symbol or branding, prefers someone strong, but not strong enough for him(he probably loves taking charge) . If refused, the mate is to be blind.

Notes:

PLEASE I AM DOWN ON MY KNEES-for you to comment :3

It gives me motivation, and I get to see your thoughts about the chapter to see what I improve, what you felt, maybe something I did wrong, and you know, those alike! :3(especially if their long)

P.s pls don't tell my lovely beta reader that I snuck off and went to create another fanfic.. 😶(this one ain't beta read)