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Previously on The Story of E:
E punched an eldritch horror so hard it reconsidered its life choices.
A prophecy was casually rewritten because E refused to follow scripts.
The cosmic horror community is now in full panic mode.
E unlocked "Cosmic Authority," aka "Do Whatever You Want and Blame the Tutorial Box."
Now, let's see how much worse this can get.
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1. The Reward That Shouldn't Exist
So, E had just received a skill that broke the very concept of rules.
And he was already thinking of ways to abuse it.
"Alright, let's test this out."
He snapped his fingers.
Nothing happened.
A floating tutorial box appeared.
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[WARNING: COSMIC AUTHORITY REQUIRES A TARGET.]
Please refrain from breaking reality for no reason.
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E frowned. "What do you mean 'for no reason'? Existing is a reason."
The tutorial box flickered like it was debating whether to quit its job.
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2. Introducing the Reality Police
Before E could continue harassing the fundamental laws of existence, something shimmered in the air.
A portal opened, and out stepped a very annoyed man in a suit.
"Alright, who the hell just triggered a cosmic-level anomaly without a permit?"
E blinked. "A permit? For breaking reality?"
"Yes. There are RULES, you know."
E pointed at his floating skill notification. "Tell that to my new ability."
The man in the suit glared at the tutorial box.
The tutorial box slowly faded out of existence, choosing to abandon E to his fate.
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3. The Bureaucracy of Multiversal Chaos
The suited man sighed and pulled out a clipboard.
"Alright, let's go through the standard procedure."
Step 1: Ask the anomaly if they are aware of what they just did.
"Are you aware of what you just did?"
"Yes. I made the universe my playground."
The man scribbled something.
Step 2: Explain why that's a problem.
"That's a problem because YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT."
"And yet, here we are."
The man took a deep breath. "Alright, moving on."
Step 3: Determine the level of existential threat.
"On a scale from 'mild inconvenience' to 'multiversal crisis,' how dangerous would you say you are?"
"I'd say… 'Fun but Concerning.'"
The man scribbled furiously.
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4. The Part Where Reality Tries to Sue E
"Listen, we have protocols for things like this," the suited man explained. "You can't just waltz into existence, punch cosmic horrors, rewrite prophecies, and break fate without filling out paperwork."
"Oh? And what happens if I ignore your paperwork?"
The man's eye twitched.
"Then we, the Reality Enforcement Bureau, take action."
E raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly can you do?"
The suited man snapped his fingers.
For a moment, everything stopped.
The world froze mid-motion. The sky glitched. Time itself hiccupped.
Then the suited man smugly crossed his arms.
"See? We have control over reality."
E clapped slowly. "Cool trick. Want to see mine?"
Before the suited man could react, E snapped his fingers.
Everything unfroze.
Then reversed.
Then turned sideways.
And then, just for fun, the concept of gravity briefly took a vacation.
The suited man floated upside-down.
"…Okay. That's not supposed to happen."
E grinned. "Yeah, that's kind of my whole thing."
The suited man sighed and pulled out a "Reality Violation Ticket."
"Fine. You're getting an official warning. If you keep messing with existence, we'll be forced to take—"
E snapped his fingers again.
The ticket burst into flames.
The suited man's eye twitched harder.
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5. The Emergency "Get Out" Button
At this point, the suited man clearly regretted his life choices.
"Alright. Fine. I'll be honest."
"Go on."
"We actually can't do anything to you."
E smirked. "Yeah, I figured."
"But we have a protocol for beings like you."
"Oh? And what's that?"
The suited man pulled out a big red button.
[EMERGENCY EJECTION: KICK THE ANOMALY ELSEWHERE]
Before E could react, the man slammed the button.
Reality shattered around E.
The last thing he saw was the suited man waving smugly.
"Enjoy your new world, reality-breaker!"
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6. New World, Same Chaos
E landed face-first in a completely different place.
Bright city lights. Floating cars. Giant holographic billboards advertising the latest AI-enhanced existential crises.
E pushed himself up and dusted off his clothes.
"Alright. Where the hell am I now?"
A new tutorial box appeared.
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[WELCOME TO NEO-TECH CITY – THE PLACE WHERE SCIENCE WENT TOO FAR.]
**Current Threat Level: ** "We Lost Track Years Ago."
Main Factions:
The Megacorp Overlords (Evil, Obviously).
The Underground Hackers (Pretend to be Good, But Are Also Jerks).
The AI Council (Debating Whether Humans Are Worth Keeping).
The Reality Enforcement Bureau (Yes, They Followed You).
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E sighed. "Oh great, they have an office here too?"
Before he could react, an alarm blared across the city.
A massive screen appeared overhead, showing a wanted poster.
[WARNING: UNREGISTERED REALITY ANOMALY DETECTED!]
[TARGET: INDIVIDUAL DESIGNATED AS "E"]
[RECOMMENDED ACTION: PANIC.]
E rubbed his temples.
"You know what? Fine. I'll play along."
He cracked his knuckles.
"Let's see how much fun I can have before they try to eject me again."
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