Zarracki

Rule #1: When a Random Omnipotent Being offers you a custom character sheet and a cross-dimensional fast pass—read the fine print.

Rule #2: There is no fine print. Only chaos. Blessed, balance-tested, cartoon-fueled chaos.

Welcome to the prototype run of The Game.
You weren’t meant to be a player. You didn’t get a tutorial.
And yet here you are—armed with a half-finished system, a backlog of suppressed media knowledge, and a growing suspicion that the GM is just making it up as they go. (Spoiler: they are.)

This isn’t just a story. It’s a template. A Save/Load checkpoint. A cosmic draft folder.
It’s where R.O.B. 37—the most dangerously curious of the Random Omnipotent Beings—starts testing out what happens when a wish-fulfillment engine gets smart. And bored. And possibly a little nostalgic.

Worlds will be revisited. Tropes will be broken.
AUs will be built, explored, then immediately patched.
Nothing is sacred. Everything is permitted.
(Except for linear plot structure. That died on page one.)


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Disclaimer:
Only the main character and the occasional OC are original.
The rest? All properties belong to their respective creators.
This is fanfiction with a capital F, and fanfiction with a capital F is legally obligated to go completely off the rails by arc three.
You’ve been warned.


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Why limit yourself? If "nothing is true, and everything is permitted", is true then why limit yourself?

The first few chapters are the template I'm putting in place for Random. Omnipotent. Being. (R.O.B.) 37. He is a true craftsman of wish fulfillment and balanced chaos. From a young age he studied the toons. As he grew his entrance to the litany of written works started early. By the time he finished formal schooling (k-12) he was aware of more media than he could ever truly finish in his life. So many worlds, so many stories. By the time he had reached his early 30's his eyes had seen so many takes on familiar stories and had written on so many posts It's an AU, that he decided to make his own Alternate Universe(s).....

R.O.B. 37

Welcome to the Tutorial. Or is it the Dev Log? Maybe the README.txt of a narrative that never asked for linearity. Call it what you want—it's all canon here. Sort of.

What happens when you're handed the keys to the multiversal sandbox by a Random. Omnipotent. Being.? Not just a wish, not just a system, but full-scale access to the debug menu of fiction. Do you follow the plot? Rewrite it? Break the game in ways that the devs should've foreseen? Why not all three?

This is the spawning point of The Game, an unbalanced, fully moddable, and mostly rule-compliant storyworld maintained by R.O.B. 37—a scholar of cartoons, fandoms, headcanons, and late-night AU threads. He's finally built something of his own: not a single tale, but a starting file. One character. One unstable save. One hell of a user manual.

The first load zone? A twisted Harry Potter AU—warped by years of transmigrations, meddling deities, cursed house objects, and a suspiciously sentient system. But this is only Jump One. The real trick is in the Ticket—the kind that pauses time in one universe and lets you visit another as your true, adult self. A side quest? Maybe. A cheat code? Definitely. A way to earn a game-breaking-but-still-technically-legal ability? Oh, absolutely.

This isn't just a story. It's a sandbox toolkit. A meta-framework. A launchpad for narrative chaos. If you're expecting a straight line, you took the wrong portal.

Certain things are omniversal. Other things are multiversal. Same for given beings. For this story here is a rough example.

Tardis. For sake if arguments it is an omniversal being that chooses to travel with a time lord.

Rick's portal gun. Multiversal until Evil Morty escapes.

The Prescence and The One Above All. Omniversal

The Beast (from The Magicians). Omniversal

Alien X. Omniversal/ Transcendent

Life. Omniversal/ Transcendent/conceptual

Death. Omniversal/ Transcendent/conceptual

Entropy. Omniversal/ Transcendent/conceptual

Like any AU there will be elements that are both mundane and familiar to the central world as well as elements that are completely new or unique.

> "Rules are tools. Tools are optional. Options are power. Power is leverage. Leverage is funny when someone thinks they have it and I decide they don't."

— R.O.B. 37, casually overriding 4th-wall containment protocols.

R.O.B. 37 is not merely a chaotic facilitator—he is a functional cog in the architecture of the Prime Universe. His domain, a crossroads of structured wish fulfillment and curated narrative entropy, operates in direct accordance with The Game—an overarching framework instated by The Creator Himself. While his flair leans toward meta-manipulation and sandbox freedom, R.O.B. 37 still operates under divine directive.

The disappearance of R.O.B. 13—once steward of a neighboring sector—caused a ripple through the multiversal mesh. It is this anomaly that redirected Joshua Myrddin, an unregistered Player, into R.O.B. 37's jurisdiction. What began as a clerical irregularity now threatens to destabilize the carefully balanced chaos of The Game's current cycle. Whether this is an accident, a hidden test, or the echo of a deeper cosmic breach remains to be seen.

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