-Uh..... that's a big building.... *Goji stands in front of the New York HQ of the UN, the streets around the pce have been heavily reinforced with military presence and, to the dismay of the citizens, closed because of the meeting . Around the barricades, people group together, trying to take a peek at the people inside. * Goji walks with her escorts around here, more like guides, as they are the normal security of the building. Sadly, Joy didn't join her in this endeavor as she was called to guard the perimeter of the building since the morning . Reporters huddle around the entrance of the building, different channels, different nguages, different in so many ways but all doing the same, it's kind of funny...until they look at her, like she is a new shiny piece of news.... The fshes of the cameras directed at her face are the least of her problems as she is swarmed with questions . The escorts are fighting to maintain a proper path as Goji moves forward . The questions continue, the fshes of cameras, the sound of footsteps, the struggle, and when she is pushed one st time, she finally has enough . A roar is heard at the entrance of the UN headquarters, and the only movement is that of the empress opening the doors and swiftly leaving behind all the mindless sound.... Though she is pretty sure that she will be screamed at ter today because of this... Her seat is in the far back of the great hall . She has gotten a bit te, or so she thinks, as she sees around the many envoys that have come first . Many of them seem quite young, though, well...nothing to say but that many of the older popution died off in the first attacks, including politicians and others. Inclusive, Commander Rese has a 40-50 age range . The first hour of the meeting was....boring....pretty boring . The talks were just about things she has no say in, things she didn't care about or didn't know, like economy, markets . The only thing she could understand pretty well was the diversion of supplies and manpower . Strong hunters were scarce, and the rest had much potential, but many died before ever getting to full capacity . This discussion was pretty entertaining; countries were asking for more supplies, hunters, accusing each other of hiding resources . Pretty good entertainment until the one overseeing the session cut it short. She notes all the tension in the room ; they are on the brink of fighting between themselves . The deep resentment that has built up, mixed with the poor situation, has made these stressed representatives be on edge, just one step away from punching someone.... Then it's the turn of Goji, like a criminal in a courtroom. She is brought forward to the curious , hateful, and suspicious eyes of the people in the room.... The ones officiating the meeting hand her a seat beside them, a microphone on the table, as the interrogation starts.... -Now we are presented with Hunter Gojira, contracted by the US Army, and as all you know, she is the top contributor to world defense . The information is present in the carpet you have in front of you : her known history, her testimony, the summary of the fight against the monster called "Balrog," and the subsequent missions that she has been deployed on. This has been provided days before today 's meeting, but it's good to remember. Now we will start with questions for Hunter Gojira.... *Whispers come across the hall, many looking at her before a young man in a suit talks.* -Ms . Gojira, I'm the representative of Germany, and with the representatives of the Nordic countries, we have a question for you . What differentiates you from our enemies? As your testimony states, you said you happened to come across our world by falling through a crack in your reality ; that sounds perfectly reted to the Gates situation. *The tension rises in the reunion as much of mainnd Europe seems to be in agreement with this posture . Asian and African representatives, for their part, are silent, waiting to see what happens and how Goji defends herself... After moments of silence that seem to produce tension capable of breaking a lesser person, Goji finally talks in a deep, cold voice, sharp as a sword and the complete opposite of how she talks to her loved ones.* -....Because you are still alive ; that's what differentiates me from your enemies.... The silence continues for a moment , and then all hell breaks loose. The tension between countries has been spiraling out of control, and what seems to be a threat by the arrogant dy in front has made the representatives of mainnd Europe explode against her. A domino effect forms; Asia starts discussing against Europe and North America , with South America too putting its weight against the Europeans- not because they like her, not because they want to defend her ; they only need an excuse to fight, to discuss. As she can see the representatives with veins in their necks screaming at each other, the poor overseer tries to call for calm but is promptly ignored as Goji leans back in her seat . The screams and accusations continue for tens of minutes without much order until the overseer breaks a cup of water with his hands, and the representatives finally stop. With faces full of shame, they go back to their seats, looking more like children than important politicians . Goji can only compliment the overseer; it seems this old man has a spine..... -FOR GOD'S SAKE ! You all are a bunch of inept idiots! How dare you start fighting like you were some sort of kids! Now we will continue the interview with Ms. Gojira, and you... *He says, pointing to Goji* Don't try to push these kids with passive- aggressive comments, understood? *With a teasing, almost sarcastic tone , she responds.* - Yes, sir....

  After some moments where the envoys recover their composure, someone finally has the mind clear enough to ask another question : the representative of Vietnam, a professional- looking girl with long hair .

  - Ms. Gojira, I'm the representative of Vietnam and would like to ask you a question . Is it true that you work under the US Army directive? If it's more complicated than a yes or no answer , would you care to eborate? *With a total change of demeanor, she treats the representative of Germany; Goji talks much more calmly and sweetly to this girl.*

  - Oh, don't worry . I indeed work with the US Army as an external operator . As of now, I don't have any credentials, and I really don't like working under people 's directives. I have been given certain liberties in my contract that allow me to break it , but I do not support or have any real interaction with the government of the US other than being contracted external personnel . However, I do have a personal retionship with a hunter who works alongside me . Do with the information what you want; you can dig for the rest of any information . I'm not very delicate or sneaky, as you see.

  The representatives quickly take notes on the subject as calm has returned to the hall . Another representative asks another question.

  - Miss Gojira , I'm the representative of Brazil . We all have seen your battle against the Balrog and read about your deployment in an evacuation. Your martial prowess has been very distinguished. Do you have a specific strategy, weapon, or technique that you can share? If not now, then ter this week?

  - Oh, yeah . I learned how to cover my body with a yer of mana with the help of a supercomputer . I should be able to put the idea in a report and send it to the administration to be distributed. Is that good?

  - Yes, thank you...

  The interrogation continues for a bit longer. The envoys are pretty respectful, asking her about her comments on situations, her tail, the abilities she has, and all that . She shares a bit, comments without much problem, and expins any doubts they have about her until the time is up, and she retires to her corner near the end of the hall . A pretty intense gaze follows her, directly from the representative of Italy, who has stayed silent throughout the interrogation but has always been looking at her . It was a young blonde woman, tall but shorter than her, wearing a nun attire that seems to be the new norm, as no one batted an eye at it . After she seated and stayed out of sight for some moments, she sees how the nun looks back at the overseer.... What an entertaining time this has been...

  So someone asked me to do a coboration,here it is

  Immortality sounds glorious.

  Until you are the one still standing at the family altar, watching everyone you loved turn into names on wood.

  RCW: Real Cultivation World is cultivation with receipts. Pills spoil. Talismans smudge. The cn counts spirit stones before it counts favors, and progress is measured in years, not chapters.

  Elian has a cheat, but it is not a golden ticket. It is a small edge in a world that still wants him dead, indebted, or broken.

  If you want a cultivation story where power has weight, time has teeth, and “family” means shelter and competition in the same breath:

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