Tiffany was exercising at the gym when she got the call. Her long silky blonde hair was tied up in two twin tails that tucked behind her ears, she was wearing a cute singlet top and gym shorts, and as she did her set of squats, showing off her full, superb figure, her supple toned skin radiated with a rosy, healthy glow of youth and vitality.
"Hello?"
*author, whilst wiping bleeding nose*
"Hey Tiff, some advance notice, It could be time for you to get the development you've been waiting for at some point soon!"
Tiffany twirled her hair around a finger and giggled as she realised what this might refer to.
"Oh. Okay. Thanks."
"Please tell the Amazing readers Thank you as well for those power stones. I think I can replenish my ramen supply for another week."
"Aww, Don't mention it! You heard author right guys? Thank you so much for your suppport, and Leave your comments below regarding what you might like to see happen in this novel though of course there are no guarantees your feedback is important!"
*Tiffany emotes a sparkling love heart ✨💖✨to the readers. *
"Anyway, Author, I trust you, Just make it good please!"
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Meanwhile, Allie was finishing up her university semester.
Universities are places of learning… but they are also places that get hearts of all kinds burning.
One such victim *cough* person was Baddeus Guy an IT and Engineering student who spent most of his days at his computer studying, gaming and torrenting H*ntai, which had given him a strongly distorted view of his own main characteresque qualities, virility and various unhealthy mental models regarding normal social etiquette. He was just reading a H*ntai when he suddenly noticed what seemed to be a cute girl wearing glasses and a hoodie packing her books up at the library and, taking a leaf from… his… own current book, sidled up to her.
"Hey…"
He was hoping to, much like his current subject of study, engineer some love.
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Bob was also finishing up his semester, and as he was exiting the testing hall after acing his Epigenetics paper, he happened to also see Allie as she was wrapping up her semester and getting ready to go back to her life as Ice Queen.
She was sitting down at a desk alone, packing things up, when Bob saw a guy come up to her and begin invading her personal space, saying stuff like "Hey baby girl, you're not bad. I'll give you the chance to give me your number." "Gimme your number" "Number your gimme" "your number gimme" "why don't you just gimme number your!!!" you get the picture.
Bob was no white knight by any means, but he was perceptive, and noticed a few strange things. First of all, the guy had a concerning hue to his Interest meter which was coloured with lust, hatred and self-satisfaction, exuding arrogance and disrespect, and secondly, it appeared that there was something… odd about the girl's Anti-Rizz Index which he could see with The Eyes of Rizz. It read a seemingly normal value, but there was a strange status next to the bar.
Anti-Rizz Index: 100 (Magic Treasure Suppression)
Bob had seen many Indexes and Meters ever since he had received the Eyes of Rizz, so this caught his attention as well, piquing his curiosity.
The guy, Baddeus, was extremely aggressive and clueless and was refusing or ignoring this poor girl's desperate attempts to escape. Fortunately there was no untoward physical contact, but He still clung to her like a leech with a negative upload ratio.
Eventually, it seemed like things had reached a tipping point. Of course, Allie could have dealt with him on a normal day in 10001 ways but since she didn't want to expose her identity and create chaos unnecessarily, her hands were tied (as always pun intended to be unintended). Allie, out of options, had just put her hands to her glasses, and was just about to blast the brazen fool into icy bits and bytes, when, like a startling bolt from the blue, a rich and authoritative voice cut in:
"Hey."
The strong masculine presence of the voice cut through the awkwardness like a fresh breeze bursting in through a suddenly slammed-open window.
Baddeus stopped, turned and was about to say something snarky, but when he saw Bob he immediately bit his tongue mid-retort.
First came the fear, brought about by Bob's terrifying absolute presence. Next the shockwave of the voice's quiet, yet overwhelming authority electrified him, rooting him to the spot like a deer caught in headlights.
"Hey you."
Baddeus's legs were knocking and his teeth were chattering as Bob approached purposefully, applying his Sphere of Intention with deterring intent. (It was at about 10% strength)
"You're making her uncomfortable."
Baddeus turned pale, and a yellow stain and unpleasant smell began to make itself apparent as he struggled to remain upright reeling against Bob's casual Rizz Power.
That was right. Rizz was a powerful influence, and this was another application of this versatile ability.
Of course, Bob had the chiseled physique, authoritative presence and social intelligence honed from years of Rizz training hence he was able to pull this off. In the eyes of the bystanders who had been turning a blind eye due to their lack of proactivity level and innate desire to avoid conflict, Bob's intervention was like a divine hero come down from the heavens. It just went to show that although Bob was still at B++++-grade, all things are relative; in those student's eyes, Bob was already at Gigachad level.
Of course, Bob didn't really care much about their approval, as he knew that back when he was at F- grade, those same people would have been the first to pity him and ignore him had he been in Allie's position, powerless and oppressed. Indeed, he thought to himself, external success and failure are like two imposters that you should treat just the same, the real truth lies in your own genuine genetic value and abilities, which would be a more reliable measure of your progress and status in the kingdom of life.
"W-who are you?"
Baddeus was now on his knees hands on the floor, beat down by the sheer force of Bob's Rizz pressure and manliness, and there was… fluid trickling down his pants legs.
This is of course where the butterfly effect comes into play, for had Bob become intimately involved with Ms Heidi earlier in the previous chapter, thus going against and destroying his own moral integrity level, this whole sequence would not have played out, and history and the entire story would have changed dramatically.
Life is full of such occurrences and choices, where it is difficult to say what is better or worse, but only that the choice always exists.
Of course Bob, despite his staggering Rizz Index, was not omniscient, and knew nothing of this.
The next few moments seemed to play at 0.125 speed - crystallized, immortalized in time.
Bob, whilst keeping Baddeus in check inside his Sphere of Influence, locked eyes briefly with the girl - Allie - initiating a lightning mental exchange of unspoken communication through just this one glance.
"Hey, you ok?" Bob expressed non verbally.
"Yeah. I'm ok." Allie affirmed.
"Do you trust me?"
"Mmm… you know what, I think I do."
"Ok good. Play along, You won't regret it."
Time slowed further and seemed to stop.
It was a momentous, magical moment, worthy of a Korean drama about a Korean drama. Bob strode next to Allie, and in a masterful motion made manifest by months of Touching himself training, swept Allie close into his side in a way that made Her involuntarily gasp and melt into his warm and safe masculine presence.
"I'm her boyfriend."
There was no need for violence, no need for further words. The difference in presence and Rizz Index was night and day. Baddeus' pathetic Rizz Core was pulverized into powder, smashed into smithereens, and he ran away blubbering like a baby walrus floundering on land from the emotional damage. A bystander took out a garbage grabby claw which they had conveniently on hand and holding their nose, picked up the soggy stained H*ntai book Baddeus had left behind and dropped it into the bin nearby.
"It's so trash…" they muttered, whilst the rest of the onlookers and bystanders burst out into resounding applause.