Hello!!! Fumushu here.


    After the last video it’s been crazy to be me on the internet, you all have been so incredibly kind. Thank You!


    Before we get on with all this, I will answer the big questions my fans have been asking:


    First! Am I going to use my voice instead of the robotic voice for new videos?


    No, as you can hear, I’m still using the robot. I don’t like my voice IRL and hearing it recorded doesn’t help.


    Second! Did Tim edit my voice/appearance into the last video without letting me know?


    No, we had a talk about it and I agreed to let that part go out unedited. Tim can be… hard to work with, but when it really counts, he cares and is polite. I thought it was important that everyone saw what Juju did, and that she was O.K. Plus, there is a bigger reveal before I run in any way. Magic is real!


    Third! Will I sell the bunny hat as merch on my channel?


    Yes, but mine is homemade! So, I set up a gofundme for it. Link in the description if you want to support!


    Fourth! Will there be a video about the revival and merch on my channel?


    Yes! I’m already working on a video in my spare time! Look for that in a bit. There’s still a lot I’m helping Juju with.


    Last! Is anything going to change about my art now that I’ve done a mini reveal?


    I had to think really hard about this one. Most of the animated YouTubers I’ve really respected stuck to one main character to represent them the whole time. Even after they reveal their face. I have been thinking about keeping the Chibi Fumu the same, but with all the positivity and love you guys have shown me I couldn’t help but do some drawings… I guess we can try them out today and see what you think?


    Now onto the document! We found a guide for the Adventurer’s Guild contracts, Like the one Grandma Trinaday signed! It’s not the actual article itself, but it is a guide to making them that shines some light on what’s going on. Juju and Tim both agreed I was the only one who had even the smallest chance of making this fun, so let’s give it a shot!


    I am not going to just read through the whole thing. If you want to subject yourself to that, the unedited doc. is linked and in the discord. You can join the crazies picking this apart, if you really want.


    The guys who can understand all this have told me to pull out just two parts to talk about!


    So what does this legalese translate to? Well, it’s shady as heck, and explains a lot about Grannies diary entries’ lack of concern for the contract she signed. I’ve been told this boils down to a magically reinforced nondisclosure agreement, an NDA. The difference? Instead of silence being enforced by the Guild with a team of lawyers ready to blast you into oblivion. This section tries to indicate that they can restrict you from even having the idea of talking about the details of the contract from inside your head.


    Now a fun result of this contract being a magical one is that it fully can deliver on that promise; and we, not having magic, have no way to check if that’s possible. Not that we would want to mess around with stuff like this.


    Which means this could, if we are being extreme, monitor and regulate all actions. Literally restructuring the way you think, or maybe it would be more accurate to say reweaving the way you think.


    There’s no real proof of this. None of the researchers have found any section that outlines how a contract is enforced. That has made most of them suspicious, a good portion want me to tell you that this document is, entirely, a magically enforced thought crime.


    Humanity is not looking very good on the other side, folks.


    It may be that Ms. Trinaday is literally incapable of even intending to mention this contract to anyone. Terrifying! That effectively censors her diary. As she is clearly writing it to be read by people back on earth. That means that any mention of the contract inside of those pages is disallowed.


    Of note, an interesting exception to that rule happens immediately after she signs it. The current theory is that it takes time for the weave to work its wonders.


    Then there is a second mention about 18 days later. That second mention interested the crazy discord lawyers, so they did more digging through the document. Somehow, they found an explanation, which was not easy. It says this;


    Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.


    This boils down to a release from the strict lock of information in that first section. First for just the other members of the guild, then later to other non specific people. That second group is only allowed in one circumstance; if the use of the information would benefit the guild somehow. It’s not just a release either, it is specifically worded like a mandate, almost forcing people to act on what they know.


    The discord guys want you to know that this section is put in a place as logically disconnected from the first bit as possible. Whoever wrote this does not want people reading these contracts and understanding them.


    I want you to know that I think the Adventurer’s guild is a cult. Think about it. Would you like to hang out with people who you aren’t allowed to fully communicate with? Imagine having a hard time, and not being able to tell your friends because the details have been deemed “Critical Guild secrets”. This is a great way to isolate guild members from the rest of society, because only other guild members understand what you are going through.


    Now keep in mind this is just a guide on making a guild contract, it won’t line up to what Grandma Trinaday was given perfectly. But, I’d bet it restricts her from sharing information from her home to anyone but another member of the guild. As that would likely fall under “Critical guild secrets”. As well as restricting her from acting in any way that might harm the guild. Interesting that they don’t phrase it here as those actions would be cause to break off the contract instead it just bans those actions. Odd oversight for such a specific legalese document, unless we are right about its mind-bending capabilities.


    I think I can use these two pieces of information to talk about how this contract might literally be written into your soul. My proof? Take a look at this diary entry made some time after the incident Tim describes.


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    14 of Wein


    I believe I have cleaned every inch of the academies ‘prestigious’ tower. My forty hours of community service has quickly ballooned. First, only forty then eighty, now nearly two hundred. I wonder If I will run out of enemies brave enough to insult me or things to clean first.


    My reckless actions have made their consequences clear. I am now just as much a social pariah as Miss Alvetica and her fellow beaskin at this school, few as they are. We travel together through the halls now, they stay close to me. The usual suspects are much less likely to harass them in my presence.


    Miss Alvetica keeps asking me to follow her somewhere else in the city- Saying that there are some people who would like to meet me. I wish I had the time to go. Soon perhaps, I feel as if I am close to mastering my thoughts.


    I have little time to study anymore, little time to myself to think. What time I am not chaperoning the beastkin around, I am using to clean the tower, or any other odd task the academy deems as fulfilling my ‘community service’.


    I wish I could stop. Halt the hours of pointless tasks and take my life back. But something in my mind keeps pulling me away from those desires. Pushing me to stop the fools hurling insults at me. Pushing me to protect some idea of honor.


    I can not come to say that I am entirely wrong. The people of the Adventurer''s Guild died to get me here. I will hear nothing against their names. The bestkin are exactly the same, someone needs to stand for them like the adventurers stood for me.


    No one else is here, so I will fill that role.


    I do worry, however, that something has changed deep within me. This anger is not something I normally felt back home. In my time learning to be a doctor, I learned that much more is gained when you grin and bear it. Often the response those who hurl insults desire is anger. I know that giving them the satisfaction is folly.


    Something must have changed me.


    Was it traveling here? There is no telling what weaving pulled me from my living room. It could be the academy, attempting to twist my mind. No, it must be the goblins, they surrounded me when I came here. It is only the most logical conclusion that it was them who twisted my mind to violence.


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    Whole lot of crazy speculation from Grandma Trinaday on why all her thoughts and actions are changing. But no mention of the contract she was fooled into signing? Odd for someone who seems as smart as she.


    Unless she can’t say anything bad against the guild, or even mention the contract, that is.


    Second, I would say that Trinaday is not a violence person. When I read her writing, she actually has remarkable control over her emotions. I wonder if she isn’t testing the limits of that second excerpt of the contract. Look at how she words what works to make her “lose her temper” I bet she is changing how she thinks. Tweaking how she believes certain things relate to the guild. If it works, the provocation trips that clause that forces her to support the interests of the guild and she goes crazy and beats the life out of whoever says it.


    If that is actually true, this is a super cool way to test the limits of a soul contract without necessarily messing around in her soul in a way that could go sour. I bet the Adventurer''s Guild wouldn’t agree though. She seems dead set on putting them on the beastkin side of a revolution. If she keeps that up I wonder if the guild will cut the contract and throw her under the bus instead of getting involved.


    .... Wait, no, that is exactly what she wants. Clever woman.