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{'Batman the one who laughs' decline your invitation}
{'White Room Monster' Kiyotaka Ayanokoji decline your invitation }
{'King of dragons' Antares decline your invitation}
Doom doesn't care about those who failed to see the greatness of Group Chat.
Doom stand in silence, his gaze fixed on the flickering screen before him, a small spark of anticipation igniting within him.
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{New members are being invited...}
{Welcome 'This was all part of my plan' Aizen Sosuke to the chat group}
{Welcome 'King of Curses' Ryomen Sukuna to the chat group}
{Welcome 'Vampire Queen' Alice Von Ataxria to the chat group}
{Welcome 'Adopted Prince of Asgard' Loki to the chat group}
{Welcome 'Sadistic General' Esdeath to the chat group}
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{Ding! Host can send invitations again with Credit points}
{Current Balance: 0}
Doom’s eyes narrowed as he surveyed the list of newly minted members. A flicker of disappointment crossed his mind upon seeing the zero balance; his hopes for immediate wealth dashed. But he was no fool—he knew that once he began to eliminate the scum main characters plaguing the multiverse, his credit points would replenish. Power was inevitable; he just had to seize it.
The names scrolling before him sparked a sense of excitement. “Not bad,” he mused to himself. “This group has potential.” Doom contemplated how to mold these individuals into instruments of his will. “If I can steer them correctly, they will prove useful.”
His mind shifted to Aizen name, the cunning and clever strategist who prided himself on his elaborate schemes. “But Aizen,” Doom began, his voice low yet firm, “if I were anyone but Doom, you would be a enigma—a threat veiled in mystery. But I see you for what you are: an open book.” The air around him thickened with an aura of greed and authority, his eyes glowing with unrestrained ambition.
Doom knew Aizen’s plans were intricate and long-term, impressive in their depth, yet ultimately, they were tethered to the whims of fate. Doom had no patience for the slow machinations of others when he could take decisive action. “Make no mistake,” he continued, “I can handle you, Aizen. Your ploys may be clever, but they cannot rival the might of Doom.”
Doom surveyed the newly joined members with a critical eye, weighing their potential against their shortcomings.
As he focused on Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, a smirk crept beneath his mask. “So, the weak cursed spirit has joined us,” Doom mused, recalling the tales of Sukuna’s reign of terror in Jujutsu Kaisen. “You’ve shown respect for strength, and though you fell to the power of friendship and planning, I can see the potential buried beneath your cursed flesh.” Doom recognized the raw power lurking within Sukuna, a force he could mold to his advantage. “You shall rise again—under my command.”
Then he turned his attention to Alice Von Ataxria, the Vampire Queen. The disappointment was palpable as he shook his head. “Tch, low-IQ vampire dumb queen,” he spat. “A ruthless villain reduced to a mere member of a scum protagonist’s harem? Pathetic.” Doom knew Alice was powerful, but her current position was a waste of her abilities. Yet, he felt a flicker of amusement. “But I can offer you what you desire most—freedom.” He laughed, a dark chuckle echoing in the silence. “Manipulating you will be child's play.”
Next, he scrutinized Loki, the Adopted Prince of Asgard. Doom’s expression turned contemplative. “Ah, the god of mischief. You possess a keen intellect and deceptive abilities.” Doom respected Loki’s cunning and recognized his potential for chaos. “You will become an invaluable pawn in my grand design, one that will keep your enemies on their toes.”
His gaze landed on Esdeath, the Sadistic General from Akame ga Kill. The strongest warrior in her world, she commanded ice and relished in torturing her foes. Doom couldn’t help but admire her ruthless nature. “Esdeath, the sadist,” he mused, a glint of intrigue in his eyes. “You thrive on control, on being at the top. Once you see me and the other powerful beings here, you’ll understand your place in this new world.” Doom had no doubt she would rise to the occasion, embracing her darker inclinations and further enhancing her abilities. “She won’t even need my interference to become more formidable.”
As he took in the chaotic assembly of villains now under his thumb, a sinister grin spread across his face. “Yes, this is a delightful chaos—chaotic evil at its finest.” Doom reveled in the thought of bending their wills and forging them into something greater than they could have ever imagined. “Together, we shall dismantle the scum of the multiverse and reign supreme.” The thrill of conquest surged through him, a palpable force that invigorated his very being.
With each new member, the game changed, and Doom felt the thrill of the hunt pulse through him. He had no intention of merely standing back and allowing others to enact their designs. Here, he would orchestrate chaos and ensure that every being who joined his chat understood their place.
“This will be fun,” he thought, already plotting how to leverage his new allies for his grand design. “The multiverse shall tremble before Doom.”
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(Aizen POV)
In the infinite darkness of Muken, Aizen Sosuke sat alone, bound and confined, with only his thoughts as company. It had been 4,000 years of isolation, and for a man as brilliant and ambitious as Aizen, the stillness was beginning to weigh on him. His once indomitable mind, which had spun a thousand plots and schemes, was now restless. "Even in a place without time, one can feel boredom," he thought, a hint of bitterness in his voice.
Suddenly, a glimmer appeared in the void—a faint, foreign presence that shattered the monotony. Aizen's eyes opened, sharp and calculating, as a message hovered in front of him, somehow present in a way he couldn’t sense through his reiatsu.
> {Plot Armor MC's Eliminating Chat Group invites you to join. Do you agree?}
{Yes / No}
He blinked, analyzing the words carefully. Despite the absurdity, he felt a rush of intrigue. What sort of entity has the power to reach me here, in Muken? His mind raced, piecing together possibilities with surgical precision. His thoughts lingered on Yhwach's last words, a parting that had left him questioning his purpose. He found himself remembering Ichigo, too—a human who had, against all odds, defeated him. Perhaps there is something worth exploring on that path...
Then, the screen shifted.
> {If Individual Aizen Sosuke wants to join, he must accept a few conditions. As a defeated Villain, whose status as a villain has decreased, Aizen needs to start everything from his base form. Of course, Aizen can keep the Hōgyoku and start from scratch, regaining strength by defeating scum protagonists.}
The words settled in, and for the first time in centuries, a smile curved across Aizen's face. Laughter—a low, sinister sound—echoed through the void. "Whoever created this," he thought, "they understand me well. Not merely a return to power, but a way to rise above it, to carve a new path in a world I do not yet understand."
“Interesting,” he murmured aloud, his voice laced with excitement. “Perhaps there are other ways to become strong—other paths beyond what I once knew.”
He tapped Yes, and as he did, his lightless eyes seemed to blaze anew, filled with a renewed sense of purpose and a thirst for power that would no longer be denied.
“This time," he whispered, "I will chart my own course, not as I once did, but in a way even Ichigo could not anticipate.”
Loki: {A chat group connecting different worlds? I don't know why, but I instinctively believe that this is true. @Group owner, can you explain the use of this thing?}
Asgard. Loki, standing atop the Rainbow Bridge, glanced around suspiciously. Who could possibly invade his mind? A wry smile played on his lips as he considered the possibilities.
Aizen: {Interesting.}
Sealed within the depths of Muken, Aizen's cold gaze flickered to life, and he leaned forward with growing curiosity. Even though he got information he still amazed by it. A power capable of connecting worlds? The ambition within him surged.
Esdeath: {Ah, Group owner, you must be very powerful. Let's fight, hahaha.}
Her sadistic grin spread wide, and she looked as if she could barely contain herself. What a delightfully chaotic gathering.
Group Owner - Doom: {Welcome to all of you in the Plot Armor MC's Eliminating Chat Group.}
{Some information about the group should have already appeared in your mind, like that we are in different worlds and so on, but there are still some things I need to explain in detail.}
{First, as the name already suggests, this is a group made to abuse scum protagonists. Basically, every world has one or more protagonists, sons/daughters of destiny, children of luck, you can call them whatever you want. Our task is to work together and torture these children of luck with different methods.
Second, there is a shop in the chat group. You can upload abilities, items, memories, basically whatever you want, and exchange it for points. Uploaded items can be bought by the other members with points, of course, you can also trade directly with each other.
Third, points are the most important factor of this chat group. They can be said to be almost omnipotent. Any ability can be upgraded, direct strengthening of your body, soul, mind is also possible, healing your injuries, curing any poison and disease. You get the idea.
Fourth, with my permission, it is indeed possible to travel to different worlds and we will surely meet each other personally soon.
If you have other questions you can ask me.}
The group fell silent, and each member read the message carefully.
Sukuna: {Who are you, exactly? Some kind of sorcerer?}
Sukuna's arrogant tone cut through, his disdain clear. To him, everyone was beneath his notice, but this so-called "group owner" had caught his interest, if only slightly.
Group Owner - Doom: {l' m Doom. Now, I've taken on the title of group owner. Call me by that.}
{Aizen: As expected.}
Doom: {Stop pretending, Aizen. I know you're already plotting, wondering how you can surpass me. But here's a warning-try any nonsense, and I' Il break your Shinigami legs.}
Aizen chuckled softly to himself, amused by Doom's insight into his nature.
Aizen: {The group owner seems to know me very well. It' s... an honor.}
Deep down, Aizen's ambition stirred, emboldened by Doom's bluntness. If Doom could achieve such knowledge, Aizen would find a way as well.
Loki: {Hey, stop ignoring me. Doom, if you come to Asgard, I' II arrange a grand feast with wine and women as a proper welcome!}
Doom: {Doom needs neither your feasts nor your womens, you fool.}
Loki frowned, his pride bruised as he sensed the laughter of others rippling through the group.
Sukuna: {Ha! The trickster prince reduced to a court jester.}
Alice: {That's one of the few things I' II agree with you on, cursed spirit.}
Alice Von Ataxria scoffed, crossing her arms as she gazed down at the message with a faint smile. A queen of her caliber didn't stoop to join mere "groups," yet here she was... and that intrigued her.
Doom: {Enough. I have the ability to observe the timelines of different worlds and understand your natures well. You all have your ambitions, and I can assure you that any attempt to undermine me will end badly. I am the group owner, and I can banish you as easily as I summoned you.}
The warning hung in the air, sobering even the most arrogant among them.
Aizen: {Understood, group owner. But may I ask, what exactly do you mean by a "protagonist" ?}
Alice: {Yes, this queen demands to know as well. I'm aware of certain powers in my world, but this... "protagonist luck" sounds absurd.}
Esdeath: {Are they strong? Can I fight them?}
Esdeath grinned, eager for any opportunity to test her skills against these so-called "protagonists."
Doom: {Good question. Basically, a protagonist is someone blessed with high luck.}
{If you wound them, they' || conveniently stumble upon ancient powers or receive help from loyal allies out of nowhere. Try to kill them, and they' Il survive, falling into hidden realms filled with untold strength. Weak, unattractive, it matters not-they' II have women or men throwing themselves at them. Protected by luck and fate, they rise while others fall.}
Alice: {So... their mere existence warps fate itself? That' s... pathetic. Who would rely on such cheap tricks?}
Her aristocratic pride flared, and her distaste was evident. She refused to believe that any true ruler could rely on luck alone.
Doom: {That's the essence of it, Alice. Normally, antagonists-like each of you-exist to be defeated by these protagonists, to fuel their ascendance. But we're changing that. Here, you will break them, turn their plot armor into scrap.}
The chat fell silent, as each villain processed Doom's words. They were to disrupt fate itself.
Loki: {A chance to toy with protagonists who think themselves untouchable? I'm all for it. Imagine their despair!}
Loki's grin returned, wider this time, his cunning mind spinning possibilities.
Sukuna: {Weaklings blessed by luck alone... Disgusting. They wouldn't survive a moment in my world.}
Even though Sukuna despised fate, he saw a certain challenge in stripping these protagonists of their so-called protection.
Aizen: {If we are to face them, I suppose they' Il provide some amusement, at the very least.}
Though he tried to mask it, Aizen's ambition was alight, the thought of challenging the very concept of destiny thrilling him.
Esdeath: {Hah! Then let's get started. I can't wait to see the look on their faces when they realize they're helpless before us.}
The sadistic glint in her eye betrayed her excitement. If there were worthy foes to be found, Esdeath would revel in their suffering.very
Alice:{ Now i think about this, Isn't that too outrageous? Does that mean it's impossible for anyone to go against the protagonist?}
{Doom: Normally, this is indeed the case. People who go against the protagonist can be called antagonists or villains. It doesn't matter how an antagonist tries to kill a protagonist; in the end, it won't work. Instead, it will become a stepping stone in the protagonist's rise, and the villain will end up miserable. @Aizen, @Loki, @Sukuna, @Esdeath you guys are all villains by the way.}
{Aizen: So, this protagonist-are we talking about Ichigo? If so, I won't say the game I played with him was bad. I'm quite satisfied with fighting him.}
{Doom: I see}
Ichigo's whole life was basically planned by Aizen. Only at the end, when Ichigo's plot armor kicked in hard, did things go slightly beyond Aizen's calculations. But Aizen seems satisfied with Ichigo winning in the end.
{Alice: If they're all villains, then who is this queen Alice?**}
Doom felt a twinge of awkwardness but decided to inquire further about Alice's timeline.
{Doom: Let me ask you first-are you currently in the prison created by the Tower? Did the quest challenging all players get created? Did any players start to your floor to challenge you?}**
Alice's expression shifted from shock to resignation as she absorbed his words.
{Alice: Indeed, I am...?! But still, the quest wasn't created by the Tower system. I'm just waiting with my followers to kill players in the future. Wait, you mean a protagonist player is coming to challenge me?**}
{Doom: Oh, not bad, Alice. Doom pleased. Yes, he is Kang Jinhyuk, the son of luck in your world. And you are part of his future harem.}**
As Doom noticed that the quest still hadn't been created, he understood they were in the timeline before she became a slave to Kang. It meant the plot still hadn't started.
{Loki: Hahahaha, this Alice was so arrogant, calling herself 'this queen,' but now she's part of someone else's harem! Hahahah!} **
{Alice: Impossible! How could this queen like someone who tries to kill me?}**
{Doom: Loki is right! The first thing you said when you met him was that his blood was tasty, and later, he traps you and makes you soul-bound to him. You become his slave and harem member!}**
Loki and Sukuna burst into laughter.
Alice couldn't accept it, her pride wounded, grappling with the reality that after a millennium of life and betrayal, she might become just another harem member.
{Doom: The son of luck is unreasonable by nature. Also, don't try to harm him yet if he comes. Not to mention that you need to gain your freedom. Attacking the protagonist without precautions can lead to heaven erasing you from existence. This rule applies to all of us.**}
{Alice: Understood, but please, let us abuse this guy first together. I want him dead.}**
{Doom: I want to do that too. But first, I want to destroy the protagonist of my world. You all must prove yourselves to me, and then I will give you freedom without making you anyone's slave. I stand by my words, Alice.}**
{Alice: Thank you, Doom. I will definitely prove myself and change my fate.}**
In the original plot, she fell for Kang very quickly, but now things were different.
{Loki: Hehehe, Alice's self-esteem took a hit learning she's a harem member. She even stopped her arrogant way of speaking and actually said thank you!}**
Sukuna chimed in, laughter laced with agreement.
Doom noted Alice's shift in attitude and felt pleased. This version of Alice was much more appealing than her haughty counterpart.
{Alice: Shut up, Loki! Sukuna! You two better watch out!}**
{Aizen: So who exactly is this protagonist of your world?}**
{Doom: Shirou Emiya is scum-a rapist who plays victim role why womens fall for my Dick. He calls himself the Hero of Justice, but he's a monster who coerces every woman he meets and age doesn't matter to him. Don't worry, Alice and Esdeath. Since you both joined my group, you won't be influenced by his protagonist charm. But don't underestimate protagonists; his willpower will indeed hit his luck strongly, but it will never stop his rise.}**
{Aizen: Denying the protagonist his chances will affect his luck? So we' Il have to cut off all his opportunities one by one until his luck diminishes enough for a clean kill. But how exactly do we plan to abuse Shirou Emiya? Will we travel to your world?}**
Doom raised an eyebrow, mildly impressed by Aizen's insight. Cutting off the original opportunities was indeed the best way to handle a protagonist.
{Doom: As expected of you, Aizen. Your thinking is correct. Preventing the opportunities of children of luck and destroying their relationships with women-that's how we fight against them. Otherwise, the luck backlash could bring great misfortune. We can't allow that.**
{Esdeath: Hahaha, I'm already excited.}**
{Sukuna: this game is totally new to me}
{Doom: So, does anyone have any important questions? If not, I will go offline for now. We will meet in a few hours.}**
{Aizen: No, I can ask directly later.} **
{Loki: Me neither.}**
{Alice: There's nothing; I' m looking forward to your visit in a few hours.}**
{Sukuna: I've got nothing to do. Just checking abilities in the group chat and .... Future planning.}**
{Esdeath: Please handle your things with peace of mind, Doom. We will meet soon.}**
For Esdeath, getting stronger had always been her top priority.
{Doom: Very well then. I' II see you all soon. Remember to prepare. The hunt for Shirou Emiya begins shortly.}**
Alice: {So you're all supposed to be "villains" as well.}
Her haughty gaze narrowed as she sized up her new companions.
Loki: {Villain is a harsh word. I prefer... misunderstood genius.}
Sukuna: {I'm not here to make friends, so keep your illusions to yourself, Asgardian.}
Aizen: {Now, now. Let's not be so hostile... We may be here for similar reasons.}
Esdeath: {You're right, Aizen. If protagonists can survive my blade, they're worth having around. If not... well, they' II learn their place.}
Each of them, unique in their darkness, felt something unexpected-an understanding. Perhaps fate had finally turned in their favor.
As the chat faded, each villain felt a thrill they hadn't experienced in ages: the excitement of a challenge worthy of their ambitions.