Synopsis: Amulum meets Kuropon's main character and helps her get isekai'd by two Truck-kuns.

  Genre: Parody, Fantasy, Comedy, Adventure, Dark Humor

  Tags: Isekai, Fantasy, Comedy, Dark Humor, Magical

  Author Note: I enjoyed Kuropon's first chapter and wondered about the drivers of these trucks. And I guess have found an answer for me.

  AMULUM- She is the MC.- She can do whatever she wants based on her own satisfaction. That's why beings don't feel any psychological or physical pain at all, even when they get hit by two trucks!- She is the tallest being.- She is a green-skinned creature with completely bck eyes and bck lips.- She has only green and bck skin.- She is a bald woman who wears simple clothing: a loose bck top and loose harem pants. She prefers to be barefoot.- And etc.

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  They had named her Amulum. After escaping the svery of Rome for a thousand years, Amulum jumped through the magician's portal to reach a random pce.

  There she was, in a pce she did not know.

  She wandered around aimlessly and then decided that she would help the first person she encountered. There was a man in the shop. "A very beautiful man," she mumbled. She peered through the walls and could see the man with crity.

  She could see inside the door simply because she wanted it to happen. Because she could do whatever she wanted.

  For the time being, she wanted to fulfill ther young man's wish. The information revealed itself to her. Amulum saw that the young man's deepest desire wasn't to open some kind of engineering shop. It was something else entirely. She leaned over to the information center in front of her.

  Amulum scratched her smooth, balloon-like bald head.

  AMULUM: "Being isekai'd to a world where adventure happens? That is interesting. I guess I can do that. Oh wait, does she want to be killed by Truck-kun? I don't know what Truck-kun is, but she wants to be killed by two Truck-kuns. I don't know. It sounds sexy. And if it's sexy, I'm in."

  Saying those words, Amulum snapped her green, slender fingers. A robotic-looking woman appeared before her, kneeling in front of her. Her name was Truck Truck.

  Amulum checked her groin to see if she was male or female, since both genders had the same picture-perfect, firm female shapes. Only their genders differed to indicate who was who.

  Truck Truck had an engine floating behind her that roared beautifully, causing rain to start.

  Amulum could still see through the walls. That's why she could see the young man's angry movements while she held a soldering iron. She turned to Truck Truck and said, smiling,

  AMULUM: "Truck Truck! Create two trucks and make them chase the young man when she finishes her job, okay? She wants to be killed by two trucks at the same time. Don't ask why."

  Truck Truck bowed her head and agreed to do it. She asked when she should proceed with the mission, waiting for Amulum to say something.

  Amulum waited and thought about it. She was tall, wearing a loose bck top and loose pants. She was barefoot. Then she moved her bck lips and spoke with her deep, feminine voice, mumbling.

  AMULUM: "Proceed with the mission after she leaves the repair shop. Also, do not forget to come to me after finishing her off. I need my balls to be relieved."

  TRUCK TRUCK: "But, sir. Technically speaking, I am a machine. And a young boy."

  AMULUM: "Both are fine for me as long as you are ride-able on the bed. Now, go and take your position. I will command you when she leaves. Now create your trucks."

  Truck Truck left. Amulum waited for the working man to leave.

  Two hours passed before the man left the shop. She looked tired. It was understandable since she had almost worked herself to death there. Amulum wondered if she liked the job or if there were some jerk workers who made her put up with ther position. The young man started to walk away from the shop.

  Amulum began to follow her, putting her hands in her pockets. As she looked at the crowd, she appeared to be some kind of tall alien being. It didn't matter because Amulum had already wished for people to sense her indifferently. That way, she could easily help the young man without anyone calling the police.

  She also wanted to learn where the man was going. She decided to wish to know. Information revealed itself. The man was going home, yearning for a warm bed. To Amulum, she seemed to be a poor but determined person.

  The rain continued.

  The man was ranting about something, and Amulum wanted to hear her words. She focused on her monologue.

  THE YOUNG MAN: "That bastard made me work overtime again. Damn bastards only do ther because I can't refuse. Well, not like I have any pns anyway... At least they don't force me to clean all those dirty ptops. What do those people do to get them so filthy, anyway? Thanks, I'm done and going home."

  Amulum decided to make the rain harsher with a thunderstorm. The weather obeyed her will. The young man held her umbrel tightly as the harsh breeze buffeted her. The constant sporadic thunder mixed with her calm rants.

  THE YOUNG MAN: "God damn it, if I had left normally, I wouldn't be stuck in ther storm. Ugh, if I ever get out of ther hole, I'm going to open my own store. Working for others sucks..."

  They arrived at a crosswalk. Amulum was near her. It seemed the young man was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice Amulum. The howling wind could be felt as it touched their skin. The young man compined that not having earphones and music made the walk even harder to endure.

  Amulum wanted to create earphones for her to use, but she didn't want to break her daily habit. She had a more important gift for the young man, so she ordered Truck Truck to proceed with the mission. Truck Truck had already set the two trucks. The only thing that would start the mission was the young man's first footsteps forward.

  The light at the crosswalk turned green, and Amulum walked through the crosswalk, looking back at the young man.

  The young man, still lost in her thoughts, took a step forward. When she was about halfway across the street, a rge truck appeared out of nowhere. Amulum smiled as she looked at the shining halogen lights that blinded her. The vehicle came right at her. It was as if her mind went bnk, and her life fshed before her eyes.

  Amulum deep-squatted down to watch the show unfold. She created a cigar for fun and put it to her lips. She wasn't smoking; she was eating the cigar!

  She wanted to know the young man's thoughts now. Her inner thoughts revealed themselves to her, as if she were reading a book. The young man remembered her youth, her family, and her ck of friends. To her, it felt like a life spent following some kind of Ponzi scheme.

  As Amulum read her thoughts, she saw that the man could dodge Truck Truck's truck! She stumbled onto the sidewalk, and the truck passed by hard, spshing almost a bucket's worth of water. The rge truck continued on as if nothing had happened. Amulum didn't like it.

  She rushed to Truck Truck while the young man swore to herself. Truck Truck was at the nearest gas station, drinking gasoline from thick pipes. She was smiling ecstatically when Amulum took the pipes from her hands.

  AMULUM: "Don't worry; you can do the same swallowing ter in the day, Truck Truck. You couldn't bring about the young man's inevitable death. Were you closing your eyes while controlling the machine?"

  TRUCK TRUCK: "No, sir. I only scared her so she could reach the next stage. I will make the truck return. I have set another truck waiting for her to approach. You don't need to know the details, sir. Just wait for her to react to the oncoming truck attack."

  Amulum nodded and rushed back to the young man, who had gotten up. She looked confused and sick. She wanted to take a warm bath now. If only she had enough money to afford it.

  Amulum watched as Truck Truck's truck returned. Suddenly, the young man felt a shiver run down her back. The truck had decided to chase her like a bloodthirsty shark. Seeing that, the young man's eyes widened, and she moved her lips in shock.

  THE YOUNG MAN: "What!?"

  The truck grew louder, its front lights turned off. By instinct, the young man started backing away as the lights turned on and illuminated the street she was in. Amulum could see that there were buildings on both sides. She wondered if she could escape with her condition. The truck moved faster, and the young man began to run for her life.

  She shouted, "Holy cow! What's happening here?"

  The young man rushed to escape. There was no one else in the streets. Amulum had maniputed the minds of the people around. She had ordered them to go hunt for a dragon in the nearest forest for an hour. She then promised herself never to do that again for a month. Amulum hated the idea of maniputing people's free will like that because it took away the thrill of organic communication.

  When Amulum looked at the young man, she saw the truck honking behind her as she, not particurly fit for running, tried to escape. The young man knew there was no way to escape. She fell and nded on her face. She rolled over and looked at the oncoming truck behind her. The truck vanished as if it had flown away after clipping part of the building that connected to the alleyway.

  Amulum approached Truck Truck, who was on the roof of a building, doing something with her hands. Amulum thought the hand signs were for controlling the trucks. She asked why she hadn't killed the young man. Truck Truck had set the spell to automatic mode and raised her head to look at Amulum.

  TRUCK TRUCK: "Didn't you tell me she wanted to die by two trucks at the same time? That's the reason it took me so long. I was creating a perfect pce to make it happen."

  AMULUM: "Can you control both trucks at the same time?"

  TRUCK TRUCK: "Yes, even 1,000 trucks are easy for me."

  AMULUM: "You are the truck queen."

  TRUCK TRUCK: "I prefer being a truck king since I am a boy."

  AMULUM: "Fine. Truck King. Kill the man and bring her to the universe she wishes to go. Maybe I can follow her. Maybe I won't. Probably I won't..."

  They both looked down at the young man, who was caught between the oncoming trucks. She still didn't know that the second truck was approaching from behind her. The young man shouted, "No... Stay away..."

  As she tried to escape, she heard another engine sound coming from the end of the street. She stopped running when she saw another truck appear in front of her. The lights turned on, and the truck rushed toward her. Instinctively, she ran in the opposite direction and saw the first truck moving toward her. She realized there was nowhere to go. She started to ugh, saying things like:

  THE YOUNG MAN: "Ha ha ha... I realize there are no drivers in either of them... Well, screw you! I won't die like that."

  She moved to the wall and tried to climb up, but she couldn't. The rainwater made it far too slippery. Amulum and Truck Truck were watching her from above the wall. They had changed their position to see her more closely. The young man could see Amulum squatting above her. She screamed for her to give her a hand. Truck Truck was about to help, but Amulum stopped her. Tears of anger streamed down the young man's face.

  Amulum shouted back as the engines roared loudly.

  AMULUM: "I would have helped you, Rond, but I can't. Because I want to watch a quick burst of double truck penetration. So I hope you will be the perfect cultivator. I know your knowledge of hardware technology will help you there. I guess in a second or two, you will be a little child and the fourth son of some noble house. I don't want to give you a spoiler, though. Don't worry; even though the new world will be challenging, it will be more fun than ther hole you are in now. Enjoy being Rond!"

  The young man shouted back at her.

  THE YOUNG MAN: "It's bizarre. I don't know what's happening. Who's Rond!? Take my hand. Take my—"

  That was the st thing she said as the two trucks hit her. The impact was so forceful that it pushed Amulum and Truck Truck against the nearest wall! They broke through the wall and nded in an empty apartment. Amulum got up from the dusty mess and kicked the broken bricks.

  AMULUM: "Why didn't you stop the trucks before they hit us? I wanted to see her body turn into a bunch of dust."

  TRUCK TRUCK: "Sorry, sir. That was my mistake. I can do anything to earn your forgiveness."

  Amulum yawned as she crossed her slender green arms. She saw a big couch in the living room and sat down, petting its fabric. Amulum wondered about the young man who would become Rond in an hour or so. She considered checking her new body but decided against it after seeing Truck Truck leaning forward to collect bricks.

  Amulum felt an arousal emerge in her unmentionables. She looked at the couch she was sitting on and then at Truck Truck. She smiled and said,

  AMULUM: "Alright, Truck Truck. You said you can do anything for me. Come here. Bend over on the couch. I want to test how many kilometers of bed ride you can withstand."

  She tested it and confirmed that Truck Truck could indeed endure hard rides for days.

  Writer's Note

  I enjoyed reading the Runesmith's first chapter. It made my day. You can also read it: Chapter 1 – So it begins… with a truck!

  What do you think about Amulum's actions. Write below so we can maybe have a chat about the Rune-smith.