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2024-10-29 19:42:56The message came from the prompt of his chat, a new contact, trying to add him. Min-Ain was too late when he heard the elevator doors open and entered the two. Izobra who towered over him despite having a considerable height lorded the presence in the room that he panicked and almost hurt them before Zerkalo softly greeted him. The gentle manner of the old man brought him peace and soon found himself enjoying lunch with the couple, in silence at first but turned into him being the third wheel as the couple spoke about the incident.
Nothing of their words showed any kind of information that they were part of the incident, but they did show knowledge or know-how of the event that seemed firsthand.
The conversation flowed from their opinion on structural integrity, what with the modern way the **** company tackled their floor plan and how uneasy anyone can be with such a mechanical layout, then moving on to what kind of ice cream Min-Ain wanted. He was asked this so abrup
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Chapter 19“Morning ‘hun?” Said a sweet, husky voice from the other end of the video call.The screen, at this moment, is hidden under the pillow, but someone can see the bottom end of the phone that indicates the call status and other details. Partly lighting the dark bedroom gave an eerie sense that there is more to the conversation, yet all it is in its core is a sad call to a spouse missing their other half.A long pause passed before the call echoed with the sound of movements before the man spoke again. "... that's new, it's still early in the morning, and you're looking for me?"Shuffling sounds from the bed, and a hum of the air-conditioning, filled the room before a tired voice whispered to the speaker. "I didn't sleep again.""Martes?" Said the man. His voice was deep and stipped in worry.Prof. Tenorio stirred and pulled himself out of h
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 19 (part 2)
Prof. Tenorio nodded at the captain, and continued to debrief the new Team A2 with twice the number of members from its previous incarnation. Ten members with one additional scout that is well used to the routes, using their digital routing with the earpiece technology that helps visualize through their one lens frame.Each member were advised about the devised plan to break the group into small teams to lead the groups after retrieving them. Their weapons are handheld, long-range injectors for the brought toxins. They did have limited ammo, but at least they could use it as gas bombs. But, it should be guaranteed a distance from people, or else they would be included in the range of fire.Starting after their last meal, Prof. Tenorio made sure their connection to the comms was secured with a bit of tweaking to receive a wider range. Then rode along with their van to the drop-off at the end of where they should enter, then bid them good luck.
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 19 (part 3)
The battle ensued despite the injured team, especially Stant. She continued to fight wildly, even if she had one arm injured. Abin had been pulling her back in, as per captain Vince, who shouted for them to fall back when he noticed the one-eyed Primer sending him signals to get back. The urgency in its movements and how it looked struggling with the fight may not assure the captain, but they have no way of defeating the Primers when they drove in groups.The last straw of Stant’s persistent desire to satisfy her hunger for violence forced the one-eyed creature to throw a Primer's severed head in her direction. Hitting her square on the side of her body that threw her onto the side, coincidentally nearer to captain Vince, this brought him a chance to pull the last members of their team into the place they were hiding.Hidden under the rubble again, all of them stayed. They busied applying first aid, or observing, like Akyl from the entrance. Not much of her phone
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 19 (part 4)
This caught Dr. Munar off guard, but the idea of him facing this young stud did not faze him or anything, at this point all he could do is be honest without any regard or consideration for tomorrow may say a different story about them. Dr. Munar looked at Aurea and saw that her face depicted the same seriousness.Knowing this made him realize that hiding things would be difficult in the long run. At least, he could select people he would say the truth with, he also concluded to pull Akyl along so she could also share whatever Prof. Tenorio has shared with her. Since she was pulled into the group last.He signaled that they would discuss things later and showed a serious expression before looking at captain Vince. Bertrand got the clue, a bit of an idea that it wasn't a coincidence that they are here inside the city. Aurea agreed to come with so she could be included in the information, a need she would have for the sake of the people who trust her.People became
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“Let me tell you, I and captain Vince’s team are a part of a company who has been given overall leadership in this situation. Yes, including support from various other organizations and the government. I’m not sure how long they have been doing it, but since its arrival in C-city, it’s been going on since then. The incident that started this all is called a Dimension Pocket...” And from there it took Dr. Munar to tell a summarized version for about less than ten minutes.Though he omitted the reason why Good Will was there in the first place, he just wrote their purpose around the safety of the citizens like how Prof. Tenorio would describe the entire pitch to a person. Somehow, he convinced Aurea the quickest as a tear formed in her eyes through the stories he told them of the situation outside.Bertrand and Bedlyne remain passive in their reaction, nodding at the fact but at the same time a knowing doubt must be within them, or it could
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 20 (part 1)
Chapter 20Distance doesn't matter if you can see through a sense that is beyond the six science knows or acknowledges. This very sense does not equate to anything physics theoretically can prove or cannot. Believing is not as simple as having blind faith, but if you experience it as your reality even though little to nobody can have the same thing, then Trust would rather keep it to a theory in mind.But, because it happens in real-time and it's the now, he cannot do anything but utilize it the best. When they approached a street, blocks ahead from the others as scouts, he and the rest considered they were lucky to be alerted of the Primer and what seemed to be its posy of humans. Sending a signal to stop or surprise this group was not their option, and the next best is to sneak away to a new path.Belle, who lead them, gave them the signal to carefully back away. Making their way through the corner they promptly turned left to this
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 20 (part 2)
The two listened to Pyko as he full-on complained in a way that would seem harmless, but it was him and his tense self with a skyrocketing pressure from how Trust looked like he was alright but the presence of blood stated otherwise. Minutes only took for captain Vince and his crew to dive into an unsettling discovery that their map might not be useful in the long run to get to the house. Which, was promptly rebut by Betts.There was no way she didn’t know or feel how Trust knows of things around him, but the level of her heightened senses is dull compared to him. This doesn’t mean trying was out of the option, thus she volunteered to act as a guide, much as Trusts did. The vote for confidence on her part was met with retaliation but Trust pushed for it himself, saying she knew more than he did because she lived here.His words were deemed not enough but what other choice do they have, during this turn of events, they had to regroup their scouts to captain
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Horaz wildly comments in his mind that he feels an urge of wild disgust reaches inside of him, there was either envy or a form of jealousy that wields his mind whenever he saw Betts. Nothing of it was any kind of obsession, affection, or romance, but he can simply tell she is of high stock like that of Perri. There is the attraction he cannot deny. His mind bolstered past the wall and rock it trapped itself when her presence emerged from nowhere, but she belonged to Trust, and showed in his actions. Even her smell stunk of Trust, or what he perceived as the way Trust smells.Between this very thought of Horaz and Perri managing to stamp down her wandering lust towards Trust, of all people, she knew Horaz was experiencing the same kind of struggle. The least the both of them can hope for is to not succumb to Betts and Trust, who seem to not even regard their existence as anything but mere side character to their world.On the note of the side character, Lena elbowed eve
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EpilogueThe caves underground lead nowhere man could tolerate, with the pressure of the world pressing over them, no one can follow the Primer monsters as they exit the premise of C-city. These Primers are not going to be eaten and smothered by power over time, however, they will co-exist in a community built by Memoria.Memoria who sat almost half a millennia awake under the ruins of F-city played another game of race between the lines with several other internet connection nodes that are knowingly joined into the old working cable lines of the dead city. Then when the race finishes, they rest for the while, thinking like a person, old and hesitant.They’ve long forgotten that they could easily browse these connections so that they could monitor the condition of the world and their old friends who now walks the human world with the grace that could only dignify those with experience. They have experience too, of a different kind, all collected from the vast brains and words of those
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Hi, there Nate here :) I've enjoyed writing this story so far, but things have been complicated and I won't be able to write it anymore. There are some moments that I wish I could have fixed in the long run but it's gotten too much to hold in just one hand. After this chapter will be a short Epilog for a short mention of each relevant characters final activities before the future becomest truly a mystery. This story ran its course, pretty long if you ask me, and the development of some characters are slow but steady. There will be a new title coming after this for the coming month, it's tentative title is "Ocular to the Dying Sun." A saga of the Prime Magician and the realm of Slitark according to before their brightest star continues to deteriorate. Have fun reading, please do leave comments~
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Chapter 37 (part 4)
Small-stature wobbled from their place in shock and confusion. They could hear voices, words they thought would not be possible to understand even if they have a sprinkle of memories of being able to say such things, such words. Vocabulary had almost slipped their still able memory of what they seem to perceive as their selves before this blind-like body.Their comrade underlings did not comprehend the creature in front of Small-stature, making them react in a scared way, almost darting to scurry in escape. Managing to hail them back into the premise of Small-stature’s vicinity was easy, what with One-arm herding them back to where they are.“My, forgive me. It seems like you are a newborn to this body.” Soft-spoken, as Small-stature calls them, listened to them say. “Let me soothe your worries, we are not here to relish harm upon our fellow. Rather, guide them.”Hearing and understanding what Soft-spoken said took about a few seconds of Small-stature’s comprehension, but their underl
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Chapter 37 (part 3)
Two presences from the premise disappeared when the small-statured creature sensed the sensation of an optimal sound and light came from underneath the ground. There was a pause as they waited for the arrival of this, oh so, comforting resonance.Anticipation. Tension. Pause.There was a definite halt in their senses when another sensation overpowered their most awaited event, that was just been triggered moments ago. Because of this, they knew that there was something wrong. Something that would bring them great demise and abandonment, even if they know they could survive without this “thing.”Grasping this “thing” was an answered prayer they knew would be something that could help develop their comrades and these sweet-scented underlings of theirs. Telling them that they would grow and develop into better creatures that could well benefit each other. Without words, just sounds and resonance, deeds.Still, they could not help but waver in tenacity when they felt the loss of this “thi
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Chapter 37 (part 2)
Waking up in another body is hellish beyond comparison. Imagine opening your eyes to blindness you didn't know existed, with the light coming from nowhere and everywhere. You don't see with your eyes, but you feel the world ten times stronger with nothing but your body who is sensitive to every kind of noise. Magic would have been more believable than realizing that your blindness is not caused by pain of any internal kind, but by your eyes absorbed inside your skull, sunken deep. Protected by a layer of skin thin but tough, while a substance within shakes and serves to stay it in place. Something moved within their skull, surreal but they could feel it moving with every shake and stir as if a jar of pickles with one pickle inside swimming in its vat of juice. Why am I comparing pickle to my situation? Calming themselves was easy, they “breathed” slow and steady, through a nose they could not feel or sense its presence on their face, but they know its there. Wildly adjusting their t
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Chapter 37 (part 1)
Chapter 37Skies don’t rain beans or bacon, but Horaz, who’s gotten himself used to the way the Primer identity roams his mind, sees that this Primer sure knows how to mix the setting they stand in by displaying all food he’s been craving for. Nothing beats being human and wanting nothing but to satiate your day with all the good comfort food that lives in your head, at least the ones you’ve tasted before.He has been yearning to eat more than raw meat, which his tongue and throat burned from the bitter taste, not sweet or delectable, but bitter and tangy at the same time. The youth of sixteen years has not tasted flesh the same way it’s described with a raw steak, though he prefers well done, he probably would have had the chance to taste raw steak in the time his family would celebrate special occasions.But he prefers well-done steak, baked beans, and the occasional tacos on the weekends. Softshell because he needs to cater to his girlfriend’s taste for cleanliness, hence food with
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Chapter 36 (part 7)
“Stand… down,” Akyl said slowly to the escorts. Her eyes watched the one arm that clung to the tail.She could tell that the tail, or the identity that controlled it, is strong today. There must be a correlation between their method of physical examination and their tail’s response to their body. Rather, she could sense that Horaz is just realizing that there was more to the process happening in his Primer body and just noticing it now.The other escorts, with guns that bore metal ammunition, followed through but the tranquilizer bearer did not ease his aim. The escort shook his head in rejection of her request and Akyl had to acknowledge this.Purce stood still, feeling her tension, more from fear, stiffen her body. The only part that could move was her eyes and she watched in anticipation if the doctor would do something first, or the Primer’s tail.Because, by now, she could see that the Primer is not just fighting the tail but struggling to keep its hold. The twitching stopped for
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Chapter 36 (part 6)
The confines of Horaz’s room remained cold with the sprinkle of “nature’s touch,” meaning the occasional soil and other debris that could serve as “entertainment options.” Noticing the Primer consciousness be a creature of boredom was one the laboratory did not expect, and so did Horaz.Discovering this was not hard to conclude when the Primer tends to play and hunt the staff and escort that enters its domain whenever they feed or try to clean his “room.” At most, if they didn’t leave any kind of living creature to distract the Primer during its stay in the laboratory, the likeliness of it trying to destroy their place seemed likelier.Reina remembered the kind of creature the first Primer was, despite staying for only a few days in their presence. This alpha Primer did things in calculated actions as if, the creature itself wanted things to go their way so it could pretend to give them what they want.She concluded this according to how the staff then felt its actions were much devis
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Chapter 36 (part 5)
Purce had to double take, knowing that the answer used, one thump of any body part meant “no.” Hastily, she signaled to Elbi that Horaz – the human consciousness, did not agree to the next procedure.Because of this, Moss suddenly wondered why the electrical current request they were aiming to control, and monitor stopped. She saw from her peripheral that Dr. Akyl left her post, the other touchscreen panel, and approached Elbi and Purce.Elbi was adjusting the program, already on its way to booting up enough electrical charges in the ideal percent, but an abrupt stop in this charging requires a reset for the application and machine. Because if it did not stop and proceed to use for its intended purpose, it would go haywire or overflow.The very machine of the gurney can only hold enough electrical charge, the extra energy that flows through the needles are nodes that cannot let one charge in it stay still. It must go through and ride the sails and winds or else it will burn. This is n
