I ignored the numb stab of pain growing inside my chest as I did my best to keep my composure. It wouldn't do me good to let my stupidity get a hold of me now, especially if the man standing in front of us was feeling rather vindictive of my decisions. I didn't really want to warm up to the idea of forgiving Arya, but goddammit did the woman made it hard for me to stay mad at her! "I suppose I'll let it slide, for now, Little Eul," the Prime sighed. "For now, let's move on to other things." I let out a sigh of my own as Grigori visibly relaxed; his menacing gait giving way to his usual casual demeanor. I felt Livia's arm tighten around me as the man switched his stance in a way that showed a lack of care about the current situation. Placing his other hand on the side of his hips, Grigori smiled as he said his piece. "While you two fought admirably

In a world where honor and pride still reigned supreme, guerilla tactics and subterfuge was a concept that was still in its infancy in terms of usage. Even the Empire's vaunted Division Class seemed to act more like an assassin's guild than a full-fledged intelligence agency. Not that it limited their effectiveness, but it should be laughably easy to sidestep their prospective net should we fully commit to making our own web of agents and spies. And what better way for us to know how exactly to do it than to ask the one Prime that used to be a Dividend? Unfortunately, Arya was busy gallivanting off to god knows where. Though I'm kinda sure that she's just hanging around somewhere near us. Perhaps even within earshot; that fucking likable menace... "So, you called us all in here for a chat, right?" Phillipe crossed his arms in wait as his usual abrasive tone rang out in the middle of the campfire. "Let's h

The shockwaves of battle echoed past me as I took my sweet-ass time to reach the battlefield. I could already tell that Grigori had me in his sights with the way he gave me a few passing glances; his earthen defenses never faltering despite his split attention. Meanwhile, Livia remained focused on trying to break through the old man's steadfast bulwark, her twin-bladed stance flying and dishing out strikes so fast that she was actually creating wind shears. What was even happening anymore... Were we capable of reaching anime levels of strength now? "Hurry up, Crimson! Olivia's running out of stamina!" Grigori heartily laughed as if my sister wasn't doing her best and slashing at the earth like there was no tomorrow. "I suggest giving your sister a hand!" Said sister, however, clearly didn't want my help. "NO! I CAN DO THIS!" Livia shouted at me in

"It's not even logical for us to fight at our current state, right?! So why bother?!"   It all just came crashing down together. My vision was turning red as I let my rage at... everything fuel me. Already, I could feel the heat coming from deep within my chest; my thick coat already on the verge of being discarded as the chill winds didn't even manage to make me shiver anymore.   "Sis!"   "Isn't that right, Livia?!" I grinned maniacally; tears running from my eyes as I stared at my beloved sister. "Wouldn't it be better for us to just lay low and hide?! Why did I even think it was possible for us to rebel?!"   "W-wait..."   "It's all pointless in the end!" I yelled out into the grey skies above, my arms stretched wide as if embracing the inevitable. "I couldn

Coal. Coal! We actually had coal available in our arsenal! If we manage to set things up just right, we'll actually have true industrialization in our hands! Steam power... Electricity... Proper fucking lighting too! Oh my god, we're gonna jump another few decades up the tech tree at this rate! "Huh? We found Black Ore. We won't have to worry about freezing to death anymore. Woohoo," Phillipe sarcastically whooped. "What's the big deal with that?" I only shook my head as I flashed him a conniving smile that made him look uneasy, "Oh, just everything you guys know about the world, probably." The advent of steam power irrevocably changed the world back in my first life. It propelled the UK into becoming the largest empire to ever grace the Earth with its insane naval capabilities. Trains made cross-continental logistics possible, and it all culminate