● Epilogue:
• POV;
Username: Smart Mouth.
Real Name: Ollivander Toma.
Nickname: The Cookie God.


Centuries passed... or millenniums. It was hard to tell, given the Games all ran at different speeds. Guess time really was relative.

As they passed, I largely entertained myself by making cartoons. Well first I had to beat the canon franchises. In order to unlock the option to make my own VGPs out of them... or even my own fan videos. So I figured I might as well unlock the Townfolk, well I was at it.

Once I completed all my favorite franchises. I started adapting my fan fiction series "Omniva Verse 42".

I combined franchises and wrote a detailed outline of everything I wanted to happen in the story... then went the lazy route by having my Hub Computer create the actual show.

I was able to get a lot of assistance from her, as I spent a lot of money on the right perks... before I wrote up that law to stop myself from so horrifically abusing the system. Although I did feel better knowing a lot of players agreed with me the rules were broken, and too hard too resist exploiting.

Anyway, I would edit videoes, after Omniva was done with them. Adjust the art style and movements of the characters, sometimes scrapping an idea all together and writing in something new for the VIs to act out. 

The characters behaved how their canon counterparts actually did, while I went and dictated the situations they were put into... while making spankings far more common in these cartoons. 

I acted more as a producer then a writer. Which was actually something I enjoyed even more then writing it myself. I liked tweeking things, more then struggling to get my words on paper... which is why I often worked with Collab partners. They had my ideas, and I would enhance their interpretation.

With Omniva, I didn't need to do that.

I created a good many cartoons, all about 10 seasons a piece, and near 100 episodes per season. Then I would post it on my profile. 

I was the first to do this, given I was one of the original beta testers. So there really wasn't much competition for Fan Fiction. Especially with my advantage from all my perks. It made it so more people were willing to give my weird ideas a chance. And they liked what they saw.

Eventually others started as well, becoming the Editors and producers of their stories. While letting their Hub Computer be the main writer. Not really sure why, but I continued to be popular even after that. Maybe it's just cuz more people knew me?

After I finished a few dozen shows like this, I combined all of them into my own lore and history for a new game. An actual game, called "My Little Galaxy". A world made of all my ideas... and starring my Avatar, living the life I always wish I could have had. 

Unlike the cartoons, which were just cartoons I uploaded into my Townsfolk's memories. This was a legitimate Virtual Gaming Program. Where I decided to make my home. I, quite literally, lived in that world.

I did slow the game down, so that a week in the game, was a night in my Hub. That way I could still tend my AIs, during working hours. An Hour was a Day, and instead of sleeping in my Hub World, I jumped into MLG.

I became a bit... obsessed with the game I created, living out every moment of it. 

My days were simple. I would spend a week in my game. Followed by my 9 to 5 job of tending my AIs and editing my footage.

Typically I would end up with 5 to 7 hours of useable footage. Then cut that up into 20 minute videos. Lastly I would have my Hub Computer begin posting an episode, once a week... with there usually being quite the backlog.

I didn't JUST spend my time editing, of course. As Mayor of my hub island, it was my responsibility to help my Townsfolk, and set up festivals and the like. 

For entertainment, I would watch what my counterparts got up to. Hive Minds really were handy. I could be a complete workaholic, and still have more traditional fun.

I was in various M.M.Os, while helping Kirito with his Sheriff's department.

Even started going to school, once that opened up in the Main Oasis Server. All without ever leaving my Hub World... not that I could, but it made it bearable.

Thankfully, being a deputy was another 9 to 5 job, So I could still hang out with my friends in between. We would go on many adventures, as the "Spike's Hoard" clan. Even pulled our money together to buy a Clubhouse, within the Crystal Empire of the Brony Planet.

That's were all the spike fan's gathered, made specially for them... and I suppose, people like me and my Friends. We did originally meet in a Spike Chat. 

I thought it was kinda obvious to use the Crystal Empire, given it was the one place in the show Spike was famous. So it was kinda too perfect a fit. But I'm not complaining. I like the cold. And my clan wanted to stay in the Spike centered city.

Of course, we also had our own individual properties in other fandoms.

I owned houses all over the Oasis, in various fandoms. Kinda had to, given that part of my Hive mind was trapped in the main server, and needed to make it a home. I didn't mind sending him enough money to buy these places. Especially since I wanted them to, and I had no one to spend it on, besides my counterparts and townsfolk... plus I was legally obligated to give each of my counterparts an allowance, but truth was I would have done it anyway.

Regardless, my favorite place was in Fillydelphia. That was the Brony Ageplay subculture... chosen for no other reason then it had the word "Filly" in it... ponies and puns, it was all part of the natural order. 

I might live there, but I went to School on Furry World. In the Furry Hogwarts community. Since I was a Deputy of the Anthro System, I was automatically registered as a "Prefect".... and convinced a few of my friends to enroll in this school with me.

Schools allowed players to contribute to the society the AIs had, in the real world. We would often work on projects, with teams, to come up with new inventions or scientific theories. The machines graded those based on how well our ideas held up, after testing in the real world. 

However, we also got to train our skills in a safe environment. As well as study both real world subjects, to pop culture and various lore of specific franchises.

While most schools had you sign a permission slip, to be spanked... Furry Hogwarts was an age play city, so it was voted on to be a mandatory form of discipline. Anything from talking in class, to poor grades, could end with you over the knee of the Players that worked as teachers... 

Programmers help you if you did something bad enough to be sent to the principle's office. AI staff were a lot less merciful to bottoms then the organic players... well, most of them anyway. An AI wouldn't be satisfied unless you were in tears, for at least half the spanking.

Obviously Typo was not happy about any of this. She wasn't even an age player. She just liked using a child Avatar... but she had a hard time saying "No" and I really wanted a friend to go to school with. SHAMELESS BEGGING FOR THE WIN!!! 

Not like it mattered, as Typo and I were good kids, with not half bad grades, so we didn't get spanked a lot. Sometimes, though, I would deliberately do something to get myself spanked. Of course I made sure to keep Typo out of that. And I NEVER was willing to compromise my grades... I liked getting good grades...

My buddy Raider came with me to. And So did an actual Babyfur friend of mine, although she hated Harry Potter, cuz J.K. Rowling liked to make transphobic statements... but I loved the books so much!!!

Anyway, thanks to school, I was able to raise up my skills without going out to the danger areas. Especially my craftsmen skills. The School had lots of classes to safely train those.

I acted as my Clans craftsman, and eventually was able to make Grandmaster gear, and even Avatar Templates. 

Now an Avatar Template is different then an Avatar. The Template contains the raw data needed to MAKE an Avatar. Such as the race, powers, bonuses, and possible appearance options.

And I was able to build some all powerful Templates for MLG, and eventually upgraded many of my Townsfolk with such Avatars.

Regardless of what my copies or counterparts got up to. My O.G. self still spent the majority of my time in the game I designed... as well as answering comments people posted on my Videos.

A lot of people started asking me to send them a copy of the game, after realizing it was a let's play instead of my traditional shows... but I refused. This was my baby. The thing that made my digital life worth it. I had been working on perfecting my crossover universe all the way back in my 20s, when it was just a series of Fan fictions that took place in the same universe.

Now that I could actually live in that world... it became my life. Though I was rather shock that the shows and let's play made me a bit of a minor celebrity now. By the Time MLG ended, I had 3.6 billion followers. Which was earning me some serious coin. I also was making money by selling my crafted items in my own stores, all over the Oasis. A lot of people even paid for my shops to be sold in their own Hub Worlds.

Though, considering the population in the Oasis was near half a trillion, thanks to the Pod Borns... that wasn't really a lot in comparison. Yes I was big enough to be recognized, but not everyone knew of my shows.

Still, I got a trophy when I hit a billion but the next milestone was 10 billion, which I'm not likely to achieve as my series had officially ended. Now I was just making self contained cartoons, that had nothing to do with The Omniva Verse... or any giant crossover universe really. Though people seemed to still like those shows, as self contained stories.

I just didn't know what to do now. I played the last installment of My Little Galaxy. I had over 200 sagas, each with 100 episodes.

The worst had happened... I ran out of ideas completely. I just couldn't think of what else too do... I couldn't think of what to do next... and I had certainly been stretching out my outline for the series with new Sagas, spin offs, and soft reboots. It just felt like that was a good place to end the series... but what to do with myself after that?

Now my digital family was just frozen in cyberspace, unaware of anything, because I couldn't think of a way to continue the game.

I could theoretically sell the game and let other people play it, like a lot of people were still requesting, but... that just didn't feel right. The characters in that game were... real. They were my friends and family. They might not be aware they were characters in a computer game but... okay I realize it was unhealthy to be so attached. 

They were just VIs. Virtual Intelligence, just puppets controlled by my Hub Computer... they weren't even real AIs, but they meant the world to me... I couldn't just copy them and duplicate them infinitely as if they were just computer programs. I had been living with them for thousands of years... they meant too much to me.

The life in there WAS my life... It got to the point were I rarely came out of my Hub World. Apparently, one weekend, every other week, wasn't considered healthy. Which my Hub Computer expressed to my backside.

However, these characters ment the world to me. I couldn't imagine my digital life without them... but the fact they were just Virtual Intelligence puppets, weighed on me. I wanted them to be real people. 

It only helped a little that my Townsfolk were frequently updated with all the memories of what we got up to. But that wasn't enough. The Townsfolk clearly weren't really them. They acted different, thought differently. They had their memories but not their souls.

That is when I got the idea. All the files of my game had been uploaded to a new MMO. Once it launched it would run all day and night and never shut off. My friends would get to live even when I'm not around, and would register as Quest Characters. That meant they could be injured or knocked out but not killed.

It had taken a year for the AIs to approve it. Then they installed it into their system and proceeded to tweak it so it could handle, potentially, every player living there. They informed me they would be launching it in a few more months and it was up to me to advertise it.

I had spent a few trillion in Ads to promote my new MMO, and from the feedback it looked like my fans were excited for the chance to live in my universe. 

A new MMO was always a big deal from what I saw, as it was a rare thing to get approval for. It required new hardware to be built, in order to manage all the new AI NPCs, as well as the various VIs, like enemies and background characters and the various digital animals.

Fans were already buying the server towers by the millions. But that didn't matter to me. What mattered is I would finally get true AIs of my friends and family... no more Omniva telling me what I want to hear... they'd be real, true, people. AIs or not.