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Acrimony NateHi, Nate here...again D': Reader, this chapter's only half way done. There's still more but I'm currently encountering some health issues. The update will have to follow after 24 hours again. It sure is difficult to juggle a lot of creative things. But, at the moment, thank you for reading, passing by, and please do read the rest once it's updated :)
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Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 33 (part 8)
Sometimes it’s a fickle coincidence that brings people together with connections as if the world was small. Just like the way Bernice’s well-surprised face looked as silly as Dr. Munar’s, while on the side the young man looks back and forth between the two, chuckling, they introduce each other like it wasn’t anything.Greeting Dr. Munar with the cordiality of the same aged people, the young man, named Min-Ain, said a few words before he was assisted by another man. His name was Cristian, and he was older than Min-Ain but younger than Dr. Munar. He looked disheveled but he smelled clean and antiseptic, which tickled Bernice’s nose. As much, she didn’t stay long, rather voluntarily because the first words of discussion the three had for each other started with.“Cristian’s caught me up with the details of your condition…” from Dr. Munar, and it was no joke how Bernice suddenly felt like she was going to be listening in on something more than she could bargain for.Excusing herself witho
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 34 (part 1)
Chapter 34Archives don’t lie when they’re recorded, they fill in the blanks for so many people who seek information if it’s available. If not, who else but archivist’s eager to fill the void of the missing data will pull their strings to occupy that lost knowledge?As for this case, splitting them into several copies in assurance it will not be lost has become a habit for several people in answer to resolve any data corruption that can happen at any time. Lost files and deteriorating data will still have a chance to live for another day in someone’s hungry mind if logs of reports and the like will never be voluntarily kept into at least five pathways of storage.That is basically what most of the time Prof. Tenorio’s private assistant’s job is while he is away in the field. Several times in the day, the professor would send them to be able to log files of different kinds, ranging from videos to written reports they could barely read. Time runs fast when they busy themselves backing u
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 34 (part 2)
The professor prepared all video log entries the medical staff recorded, all sent to Reina on the same day it was done, but it wasn’t off-putting to Prof. Tenorio that their results don’t pass thru him, rather he expected they submitted all manner of observation and psychological testing to Northwoods to let their staff analyze and keep them in their archives. Eventually, Prof. Tenorio would have to remember to review these interviews because it’s not in his place to be fully unconcerned about their matters.Browsing through the twenty video files, he chose ones from Ruan and Abin, detailing all their struggles and adventure within the territory of the forgotten hospital. Though Abin has declared intent for retirement from this current assignment, as of this moment, she cannot go back home because the next carrier for survivors won’t be coming until at least half of the in-coma-infected citizens have recovered.He’s surprised how Abin willingly stated that she would wait until she’s n
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 34 (part 3)
This is the first confirmation for Prof. Tenorio of signs of how humans were altered from the second incident, if the infected humans were able to communicate with Primers, then it meant that they have skills that are invisible to the eyes. Electricity flow, frequencies, wavelength, things that could easily affect the world from inside, this is how Prof. Tenorio dubbed that the second incident might be more dangerous than the first.If he’s correct in assuming this through one recount alone, perhaps it would be over the top to think so, therefore he adds more to the list of things he wants Reina to find out. And a single resolve in his mind about one thing, these in-coma patients should be brought into Northwoods and treated. Not just for their health, but their value as specimens for the second incident. Since he knows that it would be easy to acquire Primer’s, perhaps it’s time to push the moral sleeve and let Reina do her work.As he sorted the details he needed to send to Reina, h
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 34 (part 4)
The assistant wasn’t willing to seem focused or amused by these tails but watching them interact like different entities from the bodies they belong to felt cathartic to watch. Bound around them by the death they bring to the humans, it did not take a genius to know that at some point if you don’t think too deeply, these tail appendages are quite adorable to watch on their own. Left to their own devices, they act like pets connected deep into the creature’s body like artificial intelligence without a microchip implanted into the physical part of the Primers body. By nature, if the instinct of an animal is to hide their most sensitive body part from danger while they rest, then it seemed to act the same way for the Primers, at least according to the note Prof. Tenorio left while the assistant reviewed them. They’re surprised at how much time the professor could give in leaving these details on the board while barely looking over the video. The log of Prof. Tenorio’s comment had only be
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 34 (part 5)
Prof. Tenorio has never experienced this kind of stress that lasted for hours due to an outside source, at least in the field. Usually, he’s found a way to distract himself or diverted his attention to better things by the second hour that he’s mulled over all possible solutions. Preferring to give attention to all the necessary depleting artillery and ammo, he’s given more thought about the needs than the wants of each person within the camp.What they want is a good rest which is a thought that stayed at the back of Prof. Tenorio’s mind. The first thing Prof. Tenorio worried about, enough to make him lose his appetite, is the see-saw depletion of their supplies coupled with the in-coma patients that need medical attention and transfer.He’s made sure that the soldier’s amenities within the camp are well met, minus all the frivolous request’s that he couldn’t laugh out loud at but found amusing despite the mixture of glum and confusion around. The men are all competent and eager to p
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 34 (part 6)
“Using the Oponer-Ult in the field has given beyond positive results at the very moment of its application to our battles. Your instructions were clear, but we needed more devices that can instantly release the frequency of this Wavelength. However, it gives me quite an optimistic view of the future for controlling A-city since its destruction.”The assistant read several times as part of the message they would send back to Ms. Elagy. Prof. Reina’s Wavelength project, the Oponer-Ult, debuted days prior in a battle against one of the worst Primer packs and Prof. Tenorio has never been confident of such a victory quite like this. The only other notes the professor left for them to send to its intended was “successful Wavelength, respond with hopes.” Which for most doesn’t quite say much, but according to the flow of narrative they’ve reviewed. At least they knew that the prospective weapon Ms. Elagy sent became the light they needed in this unexpected warzone.Guessing what most of the
Suitable Bags of Flesh Chapter 34 (part 7)
Sorting all relevant data of the three Primer packs and their stated identities under “Archives of Primer Lineage; Pack Family List.” They resolved to throw in all the relevant maps and observation logs of each team that encountered the Primers. Like a sick amusement, they would all log perks of encountering each with a side comment of rating, as if they were testing products from the secondhand market. Treating each family with a five-star rating for how they handle coexistence with the humans felt like a good way to alleviate their boredom.The files after this are the clincher they thought would be best left for last, besides it being the literal last thing done for Ten-Twenty-One, Fall, Seventy-One. These were all the logs of Prof. Tenorio and Reina’s conversations regarding human test subjects.“Inquiry: Have you tried using the Oponer-Ult with humans?”“Response: No. All paperwork against human experimentation won’t happen until we have the human rights regulation passed as pe
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Epilog
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
