Hyperdimension Neptunia Re;Birth3 V Generation

Hyperdimension Neptunia Re;Birth3 V Generation

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The Reason I've Decided To Dedicate My Mortal Life To Plutia (Essay).
By Akira Nishikiyama
✦ When we think of the giant's of literature - the true artisans of media, we can generalise with a modicum of conviction that these individuals knew something beyond life's comprehension, that we as the audience and readers could simply never hope to grasp. For years, I sought their sage-like insight yet failed with nought to show for my futile efforts. With a reckless and maddened fever, I drove everyone I knew and cared about away and retreated for the many leather bound tomes that awaited me in my study. Words and meaning faded from recognition as I succumbed to the prolonged sickness of time and meandering truths. Until one day ... One day it hit me. One penultimate and universal truth - and heavens above, was she was Beautiful ...
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✦ Foreword By The Author ✦

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Author's Introduction To The Neptunia Franchise


I remember it like any other day in suburbia, the sky was incandescently in bloom with the ever brilliant radiance of the sun while I mulled about busying myself in my room with whatever mundane and habitual routines that were fated to me. As the sands of the hourglass ticked and tipped the scaled sun for the evening dusk, I remember leaving my room in search of a tasty snack - perhaps a quintessentially English cuisine course of salted beans on brown bread. As I closed the canned beans pantry and began my retreat back to my room, suddenly a sharp and acute sensation shot through the floor up my spine. My body struck a motionless pose, and indeed I felt as if my body was completely immobile - all except for my eyes, which were fixed upon something far too incredulous to discern, perhaps something even beyond this earth.

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“At school, your tests only have one right answer and you might get zero or half points if you put the wrong answer. But in what we call ''the real world'', things aren't so black and white, so you should think about things for yourself and express them in words or pictures. This is how you communicate with people, with other people.”
Hideaki Anno

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Across the living room, a sickly ritual of debauched lechery was seeping into my conscience, it's heavy yet pleasant scented apparition was peering at me from the ajar door leading to the gaming room. Magenta beams as deep as Viola flowers radiated from the slight opening of the door, as I blindly obeyed it's siren call and peered deeper into the abyss. Terror, absolute terror nauseated and saturated my body and mind as I saw my father inside the room, caressing the large LCD TV screen that was connected to the PlayStation 3. "Plutie you complete me, never will I part of my precious treasure, never will we be apart". What unholy communion was unfolding before my eyes, I thought to myself? All too quickly the beast recoiled and uttered inscrutable utterances, as he ejected a disc from the PS3 and hastily skulked out of sight - On the floor, the opened hard case of a game remained - Hyperdimension Neptunia Victory.

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“So this is America. They must be out of their minds.”
Ringo Starr

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Far, far below the deepest delvings of the human mind, my world as I knew it was being gnawed by endless and nameless thoughts. Even God knows them not and of them I will bring no further rumour to darken the light of day. What kind of man was my father truly? Eventually the velvet cloak of night swept me and my burdening thoughts afoot, perhaps tomorrow this misunderstanding could be brought to clarity - I thought to myself. However, tomorrow never came and instead the oblivion of my slumber was disturbed by a nightly interloper. "Wake up son, I know you have questions and maybe someday ... you'll be ready to hear them answered but for now, take this - my treasure, my Constantinople, an earthy gift beyond even you or your mother, take this and look after her - Look after my beloved Plutia". As that final word or name rather, left his his lips, the weight of a new world was burdened upon my shoulders as my father left his copy of Hyperdimension Neptunia Victory on my bed and left ...

- never to be seen again.

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✦ Chapter I: Magenta Eyes Of A Goddess.

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“Just because Pluto or comets aren't as big as Jupiter doesn't mean they are not scientifically important - indeed, just the reverse is often true. Sometimes, great things come in small packages.”
Alan Stern

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Decadence Is What Decadence Will Always Be: Sweet


What is life? Is it the sum of all felt experiences before our mortal beings perish? Is life on earth merely the prologue to an existence beyond the physical realms of being? Is life the self-acknowledgement and individualism of being, or an extrinsic component that has no connection to the being as we know it? These of course are all rhetorical questions, I'll tell you now what life is; Life is Plutia from the Neptunia franchise. The genius of it all, it's almost frightening and I'll demonstrate why. Now if I were to ask you those same questions regarding the meaning of life, could you give me a concrete answer and back it up with the relevant literature/scientific backing? No? Exactly, you can't - Yet I can.

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“Gold is the most precious of all commodities; gold constitutes treasure, and he who possesses it has all he needs in the world, as also the means of rescuing souls from purgatory, and restoring them to the enjoyment of paradise."
Christopher Columbus

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Define existence, define life? Life has a height of 146 cm, weighs 39 kg, has a snow-like complexion, light lilac/purple hair and deep magenta eyes - Her name is Plutia, but she goes under other monikers such as Pururut, Plutie, and her alter-ego, Iris Heart. Plutia is a CPU Goddess that watches over the denizens of Planeptune in the Ultra Dimension. Much like the other Goddesses of the Neptunia franchise, her personality is heavily influenced by contemporary gaming consoles - in particular she represents the Sega Mega Drive. She is deity of supreme holiness, a true supreme divinity in this world of frauds and heathens. Plutia is a blooming Viola flower on this barren rock we call Earth. Plutie is true beauty.

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✦ Chapter II: Plutie Is True Beauty

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“Often, I hear my ideas are more incomprehensible than not.”
Hidetaka Miyazaki

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No Gods Or Kings, Only Plutie


When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted currents
Breed tiny monsters
True sailing is dead!

Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over



What was recited above is a poem by the American singer/songwriter, Jim Morrison. It recounts the long and plunderous voyages made by Imperial Spanish cargo ships, to the West Indies and the Americas. Before these ships could make landfall in their wealthy colonies, they had to cross a purgatory of the ocean known as the Horse Latitudes, where the sickening calmness of the seas, left them adrift to slowly starve and rot. Mankind can achieve incredible feats when abandoning it's humanity, and thus in order to catch the faintest of sail winds, they would cast off the weight of the beasts aboard - horses, cattle, even men - all beastly creatures. What do I mean by all this? When you cross your the Rubicon, that point of no return in life;

- will you be willing to make partings of your precious treasure?

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”To those who devote themselves to challenge the Abyss, a place darkness itself fears to go, the Abyss shall return all. Life, death. Curse and blessing. The entirety of it all. At the end of your journey, what will be the closure that you shall obtain?”
Bondrewd, The Sovereign of Dawn

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Getting to paradise, that’s not the hard part. It’s letting go. Look to the horizons, your worldly conquests spanning from coast to coast, continent to continent, and look again as the sun sets upon your world. The clawing hands of time, dragging your colossus down, rending all to carrion and dust. Despair, your hands clutching the remnants of your empire, the burning fires in your eyes smothered out for dark holes of the deepest depths - The world you called your temple, the world you worshipped and offered in flesh and golden treasure - a ransacked and ruinous monument to symbolise your failures to let go of it all. Therein is the difference between your false idols of greed and fragile pride, and my eternal saviour Plutia. She is beyond material riches, beyond human nature and for that I am saved.

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✦ Chapter III: A Shade Of Magenta Deeper Than Love

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“I've never quite trusted water; I don't think it's entirely healthy.”
James May

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I Can't Stop. I Won't Stop. I Don't Even Know How To Stop


When Plutia awakes from her gentle evening nap, she blesses me with her dazzling smile. The dazzlingness of that smile is as divine as that of the sun, or rather, that of the celestial gems of the night sky. This smile is the smile that can disarm nations, it is the smile that could bring peace to the Korean peninsula or even the Middle East. I've always thought that her cheeks were so puffy, but now that she's smiling, they have become almost cloud like with magnificent hues of pinkish blush. Plutia, the sleepy Goddess needs no crown for her long divine locks of lilac hair, adorn with pink lolita ribbons are a fitting crown in itself. Thank you very much Compile Heart (TM), for the loose fashion that Plutia indulges, which emphasises her adorable sleepyhead personality. Also, her lolita pyjamas coupled with the moe hanging sleeves leaves a lasting impression on my mind, that If dwelt on for too long, paralyses me in a cuteness coma.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Plutia's light blue and lilac coloured pyjamas are the embodiment of the deepest - most vivid hues of passion and love in my soul that I hold dearly for her, no, it's already reached the point where I want to hug her dearly and relish my face amongst those silky and puffy threads of her regal attire. The position of her dress skirt in relation to her exposed upper thighs; creates the most mathematically and aesthetically perfect golden ratio, so thank you yet again, Compile Heart (TM). The eye tends to be drawn to the upper body where her delicate and exposed shoulders lay, but the lewd and exposing styling of her skirt is so precarious that it creates a paradox in which the human mind cannot possibly decide where to look, further highlighting Plutia's devastating cuteness. To be honest, this part alone is a lethal dose of cuteness for me, but if you look down even further, there are colourful leg warmers and fluffy bear slippers ... This is extremely criminal of Compile Heart (TM), and I am in complete shambles over how adorable those slippers are.

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“We don't let them have ideas. Why would we let them have guns?”
Joseph Stalin

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And don't even get me started on Plutia's alter-ego form, Iris Heart. For starters she has massive and supple ti - *****************END OF TRANSMISSION*****************

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✦ Chapter IV: I Might Have A Lolicon Complex

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“When you don't give me love (You gave me pale shelter)
You don't give me love (You give me cold hands)
And I can't operate on this failure
When all I want to be is
Completely in command.”

Tears For Fears

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The Physical Body Exists At A Less Evolved Plane Only To Verify One's Existence In The Universe.


Apologies for the abrupt cutoff following the climax of Chapter III, that was of no fault of mine rather my lawyer advised me that we could avoid a lot of red tape by completely omitting the section where we discuss Iris Heart's large and lascivious breas - *****NO*****

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“They're not gonna catch us, we're on a mission from God”
Elwood Blues

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In wanting to possess power one must become possessed by power. Lulled by the whispers of seductive power, the martyrdom in mind and soul is followed by grinning cackles of deceit. Despair is a natural human reaction to loss, but when this sense of loss becomes vindictive and malicious, it gives birth to a new power in itself. Mankind is the unrealised vessel of limitless power, plucked when ripe to take our rightful place amongst the celestial deities of the silent void. We were mere primates a millennia ago, now blessed by the ancient blood - the blood of the old gods, we shed our primordial vessels to anoint the stars with the unspeakable beauty of our ever lidless and ever being eyes. Eyes to know horror, horror to bless our eyes, skin no more, eyes covering our body, our soul to become eyes covered with the ever brilliant shinning eyes of the starry skies.

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✦ Chapter V: I Might Be Schizophrenic

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“It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt,
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills,
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.”

Gollum

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STAY IN THE BOX! NO! STAY IN THE BOX! NO! GET OUTTA MY SKIN!


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Plutie waking up from a nice and lazy nap.
Haha silly, fix your hair (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

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I want your eyes. Give them to me.








































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Oops, I accidentally woke her up!!! ( ゚ヮ゚)
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God is coming.







































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Awwwwww Plutie and Nepnep soooo cute!!!!! jsjsjsjsjsjs (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞
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✦ Final Words ✦


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We had a lot of fun today, didn't we? Plutia is also really thankful you came out all this way to spend time with her, so thank you dearly for making her day! Anywho, I think it's about time we head back home, Plutia is getting sleepy after all and it's near her precious nap time.

I'm sure we'll meet again some day! Bye Bye!




Fin. The End.



31 Comments
Akira Nishikiyama  [author] Jan 18 @ 3:32am 
Sure, why not? What's the worst that could happen :Nepgear:
Peter Griffith 𒉭 Jan 18 @ 3:07am 
Akira will you be the Casca to my Griffith :burozombie:
Akira Nishikiyama  [author] Jan 7 @ 2:22pm 
Ploot Is Love. Ploot Is Life :Nepgear:
mahohoi Jan 7 @ 2:08pm 
Not readin allat but i see that you really like Pururun :Adult_Neptune:
Akira Nishikiyama  [author] Dec 25, 2024 @ 9:39am 
It's a bit outdated, a sequel is in dire need to better reflect my parasocial relationship to Plutia :SisterRom:
Archer Dec 25, 2024 @ 9:25am 
This thing has more words and passion than my thesis lmao
Akira Nishikiyama  [author] Dec 24, 2024 @ 2:58am 
9/11 :SisterRam:
Peter Griffith 𒉭 Dec 23, 2024 @ 5:41am 
There are no words to describe this "guide"

So I shall use numbers 11/10 :MHRISE_OK:
Akira Nishikiyama  [author] Dec 9, 2024 @ 7:20am 
TAKE OFF YOUR SKIN :Nepgear:
⚛️Fire✝️☯️ad🐵😇 Dec 9, 2024 @ 7:18am 
Ok I might play the copy I bought but never installed eventuallysooner