As we focus more on one of the many universes created by the game of Sburb we zoom in closer on an earth-like planet populated mostly by Carapacians and Consorts. And located on that planet in one of the more remote areas is a large Victorian style green and dark pink mansion that is empty save for one occupant. Who is it? Why it's you, Anon, the Lord of Heart.
You are currently in the master bedroom, aka your room, dressed in a bathrobe that matches the color of your aspect, in your desk chair using your GIBSONTOP, a laptop that bears the visage of Mel Gibson much like John's Crosbytop did for Bill Crosby. To the right of you is a red cane with a heart ornament on top. It is your HEARTCANE, one of your most powerful weapons, and perfect for someone of your class. You have recently returned from exploring some of the universe created by you and your friends, but whatever you were looking for you were unable to find. What will you do?
Continue to click "refresh" on your favorite website, and hope see if maybe the hiatus of the creator of your favorite webcomic is over. You irritably click on "Refresh" over and over, knowing that the result will be the same as the last attempt. It does occur to you maybe it won't ever get updated considering everyone on your version of Earth died when the meteors came crashing down, but knowing the weird time shenanigans of Paradox Space you still have a little hope.
You lose patience with the site, exiting the tab, and begin contemplating whether or not to watch one of the perverted HAREM ANIMES you have downloaded on your laptop. How you love anime and the idea of being a lord of a harem of beauties dedicated to catering to your every whim and carnal craving. One of your favorite animes was one where the main character started out as a young prince who became king of a war ravaged kingdom, and ended up as a conqueror of the opposing empire full of witches led by an empress who were hot as they were evil. You loved how he put them all in their place as he made them his harem girls. That show helped the six years younger you through puberty, and proved to be therapeutic for stress you gained during the path to godhood.
You decide to hold off on watching anime, you have a far more important task than watching anime at the moment. Figuring out where the flying heck your gang of leprechauns are.
Like all other Lords you gained a group of leprechauns to serve you with powers or own jujus that possess powers based the aspect of the Lord they serve. In your case, Heart, their abilities revolve around emotions, souls, and a one's inner self. Or their items do.
You're not entirely sure where they are, but you have a suspicion they're off getting into fights with the local Carapacians.
While you think about the chess people fighting with your green men you catch the sight of a Prospitian dressed in a mailman's uniform in the corner of your right eye heading towards your humble abode. Looks like it's fairly heavy judging by the the way he's struggling. You probably ought to help him.
The delivery man collapses on the steps of your manor exhausted after days of lugging around parcel. He doesn't even hear you open the door.
"Do I need to sign anything?" You say, receiving no reply. He's out like a light. Wow. This guy busted his back carrying a treasure chest covered in an excessive amount of locks and chains for you, and didn't even get down in time to help him out. You feel like a total dick now.
You bring the chest and mailman inside, putting the latter on a couch in the living room, and then proceeded to cut off the chains with a cutter stored away in the tool room. Once the box was less covered you found a folded note on top of it which might be useful in determining the nature of the contents.
"Dear Boss, we struck gold when you were away. We have no idea what this bad boy can do, but we know a juju when we see one. Signed, Eros." You read off. Eros is one of your leprechauns, and one of the ones you trust the most. This answers one question, but leads to a few more questions in its place like a hydra. A question hydra. You open the chest and against your expectations of something more menacing, you discovered a transparent version of sburb logo emitting a white glow.
Your gut tells you that if you touch this thing you're going to experience a not-so-fun time, but you dismiss it. What's the worse that can happen?
Option #1: You learn not to test fate and zap around points throughout the comic
Option #2: the same as the above but you you meet the first member of your harem after the fifth zapping in
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