"H... hum"
After sleeping like a log, Mare woke up in his bed on the 6th floor of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
He looked around for a moment, before receiving a huge amount of information in his head.
At first, he was troubled by the situation and somewhat refused to face the truth.
Even though he had filled out the survey half-seriously, the current situation was absurd.
It took a good part of the morning for the little dark elf to finally accept his fate.
"My death on Earth... what did I do...?!"
During his sleep, he had moved like a puppet and executed the things he himself had mentioned that led to his death.
He had committed a horrific massacre against the police in a video game.
Apart from his morally shocking memories related to his death, he also possessed the artificial memories of the NPC from the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
Mare was technically in automatic mode, but with his own life and relationships.
"It's weird... I know this is the result of meticulous programming but..."
For him, all his memories with Aura and the others were real.
Of course, he had kept his personality.
The original Mare had been assimilated by him, leaving only Leo in this body, with certain minor elements persisting.
Unconsciously, he glanced at the gold ring offered the day before by his former sovereign.
'Thanks to this, I can go anywhere in the guild.'
A satisfied smile adorned his tender face, but it didn't give him the cunning look he wanted.
He simply had the appearance of a mischievous kid, after executing a successful prank.
The reasons that led him to choose a few hours after obtaining the guild ring for his complete reincarnation are multiple.
However, Leo would say that the strategic importance of this ring itself is an integral part of his objectives.
A moment later, after the overall analysis of the situation.
Mare noticed a minor annoying problem.
'Uh... He has no masculine clothing'
His former self has no purely masculine clothing, which is a logical but undesirable result.
He decided to stay in pajamas temporarily.
'Fortunately, my pajamas are normal'
Upon leaving his room, Mare noticed his sister's absence in the large tree that serves as their residence on the 6th floor.
"I know she's always preferred to stay with the beasts of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, but..."
It was very late at the moment.
He decided to throw his worries in the trash, because his sister and he were literally at the top of the food chain in this world.
He checked one last time that he was alone, before opening his inventory and removing the SCP-738.
Normally, the appearance of SCP-738 doesn't look like an ordinary-looking ring.
Its original exterior appearance is a set of three components.
A matching collection of mahogany furniture including a desk, a high-backed chair, and an ornate throne matching the office seat, all embellished with copper and royal purple velvet cushions.
However, the Foundation's anomalous object has become "an item."
This pushed it to take this... more practical form.
"... let's see"
He hesitated slightly for a moment because of the possible appearance that the entity, or the incarnation of SCP-738's will, might take.
'No matter what form the entity takes, I just mustn't let myself be destabilized by it.'
"Hmm.. a funny place"
A woman resembling Artoria Alter from the Type-Moon universe appeared before the elven child.
She had a demonic aura and an amused facial expression, as she observed her surroundings.
"So you took this form... yet, I always thought I preferred Mordred more"
Mare's confused voice attracted the entity's attention to him, who smiled even more.
No, he wasn't captivated by that smile.
He felt like he was being observed by a predator, which is an element not noted by the SCP Foundation according to his memories.
But still, it's mentioned that she possesses certain demonic traits during some appearances.
'It's also possible that it was affected by my arrival in the new world.'
After all, it was an item from the YGGDRASIL game.
If Momonga's Shooting Star item could actually grant a wish, after his arrival in the new world...
It's possible that the World Item known as SCP738 could have evolved further.
"If I have this form, then you must be more comfortable facing this person, and not necessarily prefer her to another," she said, glancing at her appearance.
'She seems to have no sense related to modesty' he thought, looking at the entity casually glancing at her chest.
"I understand... so about the contract?"
Instead of waiting for the entity to first offer him useless things like wealth and such.
He preferred to take the initiative.
"You're damn impatient *sigh*... I would have appreciated hanging around outside a bit more, but well... work is work."
Despite her complaints, the golden-eyed woman adopted a professional attitude by fixing her eyes on Mare's.
The atmosphere radically changed around her.
"What do you want? Women? Wealth? I can also give you... luck? Of course, there's a price depending on the desired object," she said, sketching the predatory smile from the beginning again.
"Luck is tempting, but I'm not interested in your proposals"
Her eyes were slightly widened, as the human skin scrolls summoned by her disappeared to reappear completely blank without writing.
"You want something specific?"
Mare nodded at the question, before describing Yuuki's ability from the Tensura universe to her.
'The Creator skill is too useful an ability to neglect'
It allows the user to freely manipulate their spiritual energy and transform it according to the situation's needs, the only limit being desire.
It's an extremely versatile ability that created Anti-Skill and evolved Yuuki Kagurazaka's flesh from ordinary human to complete saint.
As if that wasn't enough, the process took place in a few seconds, during a battle.
A limited "cheat" power from the point of view of a YGGDRASIL player.
Leo speculates that he'll be able to solve almost all the problems hindering the NPCs of the Great Tomb of Nazarick with that.
For example, the future shortage of data crystals, or single-use items, and much more.
"Hmm... I see, you're greedy. But, that doesn't displease me ~"
The golden eyes shone with a mysterious gleam, as she seemed to reflect.
Finally, new writings appeared on a scroll, and she gave it to Mare.
'I see... the negotiations will be tough.'
That's the problem with SCP-738: it's a merchant.
It grants wishes in infinite quantity, but for each of them... there's a price.
A price that varies according to the power, utility of the wish and your present situation.
For example: there was a D-class agent from the Foundation, who sacrificed his best friend's life to escape his incarceration.
Unfortunately, he wasn't precise enough and was recaptured five hours later.
There was even one who asked for his favorite toy in exchange for... his favorite meal.
Yes, all these wishes are clearly unbalanced.
According to the Foundation's scientists, it's possible to negotiate and you need to detail the wish sufficiently.
The entity has the habit of executing it to the letter.
'Negotiation is never 100% perfect, because the anomaly must agree.'
In the document received via the World Item SCP-738, a demand too difficult for him to fulfill is stipulated:
Having a decent life without murder.
'Given her teasing smile, she must know that this is impossible for me and she didn't specify if murder goes beyond humanoid or intelligent creature.'
Another trick that could cause serious trouble for a normal human.
Mare will still get by, because he possesses an item allowing him to have no dependence on food, sleep or even water.
On the other hand, an ordinary human would be screwed.
You also have to understand that SCP-738 will always make its contractor keep their part of the contract!
The D-class prisoner, who had sold his favorite toy for a favorite meal, was never able to replace it with an identical model.
The moment he renamed it the same way, the toy would simply disappear.
That's how demonic and frightening this SCP is.