{We also now know what affinity the cult leader awakened. He awakened with an esoteric affinity to faith-aspected mana. Knowing that gives us some clues as to its operation, so we have avenues to research that will prevent it from affecting us going forward. We’ll know if we’ve succeeded for sure once our affected citizens have their disintegration permanently stopped,} Nova reported, as she was the one keeping track of the relevant research in the Lab City gold labs.“That’s a relief,” Aron sighed. “About the evidence—is there any reason anyone can think of why we shouldn’t make it public?”There was a possibility that some of the cult’s documents might need to be classified for national security, but as he had yet to receive a detailed briefing or any of the evidence himself, he couldn’t say for sure.The human members of his inner council looked to the AIs present at the meeting, as they hadn’t had time to read through it themselves, either.{There’s some information in them with s

Aron had decreed that the remaining days of December would be an imperial holiday. As such, everyone was given the option of taking the ten days off for a paid holiday, or choosing to work for double pay. That included both government employees and private companies alike, a move that was popular with employees, but not nearly as popular with the enterprises employing them.As for himself, on the other hand, he was still working without pay. After all, he had never taken a salary from the imperial treasury to begin with, save a ceremonial 1 END per year. Even as the emperor, he was still a government employee, so he had to be paid. But since the money was irrelevant to him, he only accepted a token pittance.He was currently in his office dealing with state affairs. “With this,” he sighed in relief, “the case of the progenitor cult can be considered closed.” He flicked his eyes to the scanner and linked the final document to his retinal pattern and other biometric data, a measure that

“So everything’s final then?” Rina asked, gesturing to the list of people eligible for the lucky draw attendance at their wedding.“Ah, wait... there’s a girl that asked me for an autograph when I was on my ‘European tour’. Come to think of it, I wonder if she ever solved the problem I gave her....” Aron looked around and saw the strange expressions on the other people at the table with him. He suddenly realized how what he had said could be misinterpreted and sputtered, “Y-y-you people! Who do you think I am!? Sheesh! She was the front desk attendant when I was checking out of the hotel and she recognized me and asked for an autograph. That would’ve been that, until Nova looked through her information and discovered she was a talented engineer, so she set a question that, if the girl answered it correctly, she’d find some rewards from Nova.”He shuddered at the cold shoulder he was expecting from Rina later. Even though he was almost positive they were just fucking with him, he had a

Aron nodded. “It’s exactly what you think,” he said. “The awakening phenomenon isn’t over, and when people reach the early stages of puberty, the clock will start ticking down to their eventual awakenings as well. Thankfully, though, the process will be much smoother as it won’t be as... abrupt as the first awakening was.“So, to prevent the orphans who are soon to awaken, the House of Hope plan was brought forward and made the main thrust of the Coeus Foundation’s activities. We will guide the newly awakened through their growth phase and seamlessly shift them into ‘hero academies’ as they reach the age of awakening. That serves a dual purpose—first, it’ll prevent them from their desperation driving them to a life of crime, and second, it’ll guide them into working for the empire instead of becoming part of private forces in the hands of noncitizens.“Prior to the mass awakening of the three percent, we’d already made plans for the House of Hope project, but at that time, it was mean

“So, did you figure anything out?” the communications officer, Lieutenant Perez, asked Scotty.“Not a damn thing,” Scotty answered, clearly frustrated. “The empire is more than it seems on the surface.”Scotty was almost sixty years old and had spent the past thirty years of his life on the bleeding edge of engineering as a professor emeritus of MIT. Then he was one of the first people to successfully graduate from the engineering track of the imperial space agency’s training program, making him among the most skilled engineers on Earth.But despite all of that, he still had no clue as to just how the hell the empire had built so many outposts throughout the solar system, when just a year before, man had barely set foot on the moon. And to top it all off, not a bit of the empire’s space program had leaked whatsoever! Not the outposts, not the ships, and not even the machines used to build the outposts and ships or the tools used to build the machines themselves!His innate curiosity w