Amidst a war on several fronts and alongside allies in the light, a lone guardian ends up falling through a Vex timegate into a very new world. One of artificial humans and mechanoid aliens...
So actually, not all that different from home.
Y/n sat down across from the white Nikke before removing his helmet and placing it on the table between them.
Y/n: "Based on your appearance and the description of you given in the report of my predecessor's last mission, you must be the Pilgrim Snow White."
Snow White: "Yeah, that's me. I don't normally come around to the outpost, but since I heard that you were here, I thought I'd say hello."
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Y/n leaned back in his seat with a raised eyebrow.
Y/n: "Clearly not. Let me guess, you want info on the heretics that I encountered?"
Snow White sighed, this one was much sharper than his predecessor.
Snow White: "... Yeah, that's right."
Y/n: "Best info I can offer is that one of them is the heretic you worked with my predecessor to bring down, Modernia. Once I get mission clearance, I'm going to be going after her myself."
Snow White: "That's suicide."
Y/n: "Yeah, for a mortal."
Y/n's smug smile was enough to tell Snow White how confident he was in his ability to get the job done.
Snow White: "... Well, since you seem so confident, I won't try to discourage you. But you should know that not all pilgrims on the surface are as... Cordial as I am. Know the difference between a regular pilgrim and a heretic."
Y/n: "The hot ones are the heretics."
Snow White blinked momentarily.
Snow White: "... Come again?"
Y/n: "It's a common law of the paraverse at this point. Evil women happen to be the more unreasonably attractive ones. Hell, that dragon bitch I met when I first showed up here set the standard for the heretics as far as I'm concerned, and that bitch was an easy ten."
Snow White blinked again, genuinely puzzled by Y/n's logic. That was when Malice appeared.
Malice: "Before you ask, he's actually not wrong but he's more unfiltered cuz he hasn't downed at least three gallons of a Radiolarian cocktail in the past week."
Y/n: "It's not made from actual Radiolarian fluid, but we call it that cuz it looks like it."
Malice: "We don't talk about Y/n's drinking problem."
Y/n: "It's only a problem when I run out."
Malice sighed as one of the maids brought over some Omurice. She spoke in a monotone voice and held a bottle of ketchup in her hands.
???: "Would either of you like some ketchup?"
Y/n: "Just a little for me, thanks."
The maid nodded before drawing a smiley face with ketchup on the top of the Omurice. She then turned to Snow White, who politely declined.
