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The Least Common Denominator XCII.I Gay-Lussac's Law
If I recalled correctly, temperature did something funny to everything under its influence. Whether by shrinking a road till it cracked whenever it was cold or by melting asphalt whenever it was hot, it's all dependent on just how much energy was being poured into one specific object. After all, heat was energy too, which meant that in a funny way, coldness was the absence of energy in a single object. Kind of weird to think about really, but I suppose it also rang true for abstract concepts like anger and mental momentum."You'll thank me later for this, Master. I'll be here when you need me."Ica's voice echoed behind my head as I came to, my head pounding as the sensation of being carried slowly became clearer with each passing second. The constant bobbing up and down was doing nothing to favor the growing nausea in my stomach as I began retching. Unfortunately, even that p
The Least Common Denominator XCII.II Gay-Lussac's Law
Fuck it. Adapt and improvise. We're doing this the stupid way now. "Duck left." "What?~" *CLANG!* Arya's rapier collided with the knife that was aiming at our left side. Too bad she didn't heed my warning fast enough for it to matter. *THUD!* "Khh!" The sound of a foot hitting solid muscle clapped out as Arya and I flew a decent margin away from the Prime. The former Prime coughed as she regained her composure, her breath sounding uncharacteristically ragged as she stared at our enemy. "You hit me..." I heard her whisper. "You actually hit me~" I blinked at her dangerously menacing tone. I was honestly te
The Least Common Denominator XCII.III Gay-Lussac's Law
Right. No time for ruminating about my own simmering anger at every little thing in the world right now. Think about this situation properly.We're being chased by a literal walking embodiment of entropy. It's a bit of a hyperbolic description, but it works either when considering that each step Kelvin took sapped all life in her immediate vicinity. I'm guessing that the main lobby's frozen solid, and my weapons along with it. With Arya's power effectively useless, it falls to me to try and force our way out of this mess.But that's after we get Anne and Isaac back with us.*CCCRRRACCKLKLLEE!!*The crackling sound of creeping frost sent chills down my spine as the air around us dropped another degree in Celsius. Probably. Skin wasn't an effective gauge of accurate temperature measurement. Some of my open wounds had alre
The Least Common Denominator XCII.IV Gay-Lussac's Law
"Okay, work with me here...."Ignoring the suspiciously blood-like vignetting in my vision, I raised Kelvin's dress to have better access to her body. I didn't know what I expected, but the slight shock I felt as I saw toned abs on a girl that's probably no older than thirteen was not one of them."L-Lady-""Stop talking."Forcing the blush of embarrassment out of my face, my eyes zeroed in on the main task at hand. The stab wound was approximately about the same diameter as a thick pentel pen. It was bleeding profusely, and I'm pretty sure that this was an end-to-end stab wound that had an exit wound somewhere on her back.Peachy...With a deep breath, I slid my hand under her back to feel for the exit wound. Not that it'll make a difference, but knowing where i
The Least Common Denominator XCII.V Gay-Lussac's Law
Social media poisoned the well when it came to the natural urge to compare oneself to others. Being a doctor, my peers were naturally talented, especially when compared to poor old me. Fuck. I think I was probably the only one that didn't even bother with a specialty and just went straight to work as a general practitioner. I didn't have the time and patience for another couple of years of study, and I wanted out of my parents' house as soon as possible. I was good enough to be a floater, but I didn't know much in terms of the hyper-specialized stuff.And now it's biting me in the ass so hard that a part of me kind of wanted to just disappear."U-urgh... AHK!"Before me, Kelvin was writhing in pain from something that I can't see. I didn't know how or why it could even happen seeing as I've sealed up her wounds as best as I can manage, and there wa
The Least Common Denominator XCIII.I Parity
Loss is something that I was supposed to be deeply intimate with. The loss of innocence. The loss of dreams. I think I've lost a lot of things that make life look better for most people. Happiness was probably one of them? But it's probably more on the fact that I've gained a deeper understanding of how the world really worked that forced me to shed my naive belief that I can do anything if I really wanted to. There were just some things that's impossible to do with a single lifetime depending on the circumstances of one's birth. I didn't become a millionaire, I never managed to get laid, and I certainly didn't think I'd ever live a quiet life with no worries. Meanwhile, my more fortunate peers all look like they have their life sorted out for them already.Direction... Purpose... An actual goal to strive for...I had none of these things.And thus
The Least Common Denominator XCIII.II Parity
The stillness of my room made for an adequate backdrop as I began to get my bearings back in order. Beyond my aching head and the nagging feeling of guilt and emptiness, I felt relatively decent. Not unlike myself back in the old world. Still, the sense of unease and the tension that surrounded the room was suffocating. And that's with only myself occupying the damn place."Huh..."I sighed, placing a hand on my throat as I massaged it. Talking was painful, and I'm pretty sure that I'll be doing a lot of talking as soon as Livia comes back with my protege. Whatever Lace did to me was solid. Probably better than I'll ever do if she was put in the same situation. Oh... There's that guilt again.*knock knock*The rapping of knuckles on the wooden door alerted me of someone's presence. It's probably the two women on the oth
The Least Common Denominator Interlude XXXVIII: Descartes III
Descartes can only describe the sight she just saw as horrifying.The maid knew that Madame Crimson was a bit touched in the head. Brilliance can sometimes be a detriment to a person's sanity, after all. And it was only a matter of time before said brilliance would run amok and ruin a person's mind permanently. She'd heard stories of it already happening with her Madame from the others, but she never expected a breakdown to be this... visceral..."Leave us."Descartes blinked as Madame Olivia finally spoke. The elder sister was crying deep into the taller woman's shoulders, the gut-wrenching sound of guilt and regret palpable even as the cries of the broken woman echoed louder than the APC's engine.No words were needed. With a curt nod, the small crowd that gathered dispersed out of the wooden door. Madame Lace was the
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CV.V Cotangent
I don't even know what's happening anymore..."Huh... That looks far too complex even for you, Crimson," Phillipe snarked at my work. Technically Anne's as well, to be honest. "A square rune with that many parts? I don't think that'll work out in the long run.""You and me both," I rolled my eyes with the sarcasm of an overflowing dam. "Seriously, why are you here?""You're being annoying."I raised an eyebrow at the blunt delivery of his oh-so-important announcement. Giving him the best sarcastic inquisitive eyes I could muster, I let out a scoff as I began whatever this talk was going to end up as.'Right behind you there.'You always are, Ica. "And?"Phillipe smirked at me as if he knew exactly what I was thinking, "You're wasting
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CV.IV Cotangent
"Let's go crazy..."With a borderline manic whisper, I let my imagination cut loose as my hand moved on its own. Traps within traps, earthen sigils meant to sprout at a moment's notice, the world was my oyster as the goodies slowly accumulated with each stroke of my charcoal.'Don't get too carried away, Master.'I know. I'm not dumb enough to overload the thing before it even came to fruition.And that was the biggest risk to such a massive array as well. With so many moving parts, any wrong line or overlapping rune will pretty much make the whole thing explode. I couldn't stress it enough, even to myself. Do not make this thing more complicated than it already is.'And yet here you are having fun with it.'Don't test me, Ica. Or maybe I'll just assert me being
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CV.III Cotangent
Fiiiineee... You win, my precious Ica.The stuttering that ensued at the back of my head was like a soothing tune as I looked over my work. The communication arrays were gonna stay, as would the Essence storage runes at strategic parts of the palace grounds. Hmmm.... Wouldn't the communication arrays be two-way anyway? So why even bother with surveillance runes like last time?My hand moved to remove the minor additions I added on the dirt parts of the grounds, leaving me with more space to work with in terms of... well... anything, really. What kind of runes would even work on shaky ground? Dirt couldn't hold anything beyond the basic types of runic arrays. Anything more complex than a three-layered circuit would blow up instantly from the strain. I could maybe run- wait... why not just do that?The charcoal streaked across the outskirts of the pa
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CV.II Cotangent
*ruummbbllee...*The sound of a sputtering engine echoed from behind me as I drew up yet another set of circles on the board. While I kind of put the general purpose of the massive multi-circuit array at the back of my head, I really should try and solidify that stuff properly before making the main control array, shouldn't I...'Good thing you remembered that, Master.'I grumbled through the dull pain I was feeling at my knees as I focused myself back on the doodle that was supposed to be a defense system for the palace grounds. It was far too small of a circle, now that I thought about it. The size of the drawing did little to help me ascertain the types of circuits that I drew on it in the first place. Squinting even further, it felt as if I was reading my own handwriting from how jumbled and nonsensical it all looked with hindsight.
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CV.I Cotangent
Plans upon plans upon plans. I feel like I'm repeating myself whenever I say that I'm obsessed about things going right, and if not, to have plans to be able to properly react to the failure. Fool-proofing something small was easy. Doing it again for something on the scale of a war, however, was a completely different beast. The number of variables at play, hundreds to even thousands of moving parts to look over and take into account. The time, the weather, morale, even individuals that might have other ideas and could stray from the plans put into place... It was so much to think about that hours or even days of pouring over the relevant information wouldn't be enough to take everything into account into one's plans. And even if you think you somehow managed to achieve this impossibility, there will always be something so monumentally out of left field that could just absolutely destroy any and all plans along with its sub plans and
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Interlude XXXIX: Grigori
GRIGORI⬛⬛⬛*RRRRRUUUMMBBLLEEEE!!!! RRRRUUMMBBLEEEE!!!*"What's wrong, Lord Stone?! Finally getting tired in your old age?!"Grigori grumbled in annoyance as he found himself standing his ground in his self-made fortress. Truth be told, the former Prime expected his fight to be over over ten minutes ago. However, he severely underestimated his enemies' hidden tenacity and downright stubbornness."I'm just getting started, kid!" he boisterously replied. "I'm far from being done!"Still, even as he said those words, Grigori was beginning to feel more tired than he initially expected. His reserves were starting to run dry from the constant back and forth that the combined forces of Lords Breeze and Inferno were throwing at him. And that's not to mention the current
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CIV.IV Transistor
OLIVIA⬛⬛⬛"So Lord Iron truly took care of the problem?"Olivia held her breath as she found herself taking in the state that the young Num was just found in. Broken, battered, and bleeding all over, Tesla had clearly taken a beating of a lifetime as her head lolled in her unconscious state, her face marred with cuts and bruises as her white hair was stained brown with dried blood."Damn... I guess the ranking in the Prime Thirteen's not a joke, huh...""Lord Iron's the Sixth, after all. Lady Static's the Thirteenth...""Fuck..." Olivia swore under her breath, her teeth gnashing as she watched the Imperials gawk at her fallen friend. "How the hell do I get her out of there safely..."The warrior Den tuned everything out as she focused on the unenviabl
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CIV.III Transistor
OLIVIA⬛⬛⬛*c..crackle....*The faint sound of electricity seemed to crackle from the distance as Olivia stood in the middle of her self-made carnage. The lack of common sense that she was witnessing honestly made her feel more irritated than amused as she slowly walked towards the panicking commander. Olivia had places to be, and possibly someone to save depending on whether or not Tesla could somehow relay to her that she was okay."No matter," she sighed. "You idiots wouldn't understand, I guess.""No!-"*SLASH!*With a quick step, the commander didn't even stand a chance. His sword fell with an unceremonious clang onto the ground as his head rolled off his neck like a piece of meat. Olivia didn't flinch as the idiot's terrified fa
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CIV.II Transistor
OLIVIA⬛⬛⬛*CRACKLE! CRACKLE! KRAKATHOOM!*Olivia ran through the streets of Mathema like a woman possessed. Wreaking havoc across every Imperial contingent she came across, lightning followed her path as she relied on Tesla's ever-encompassing presence to deal massive damage on the enemy while despite being outnumbered by at least a hundred to one. She knew that Her Sister would no doubt disapprove of her current tactics, but if it worked, then why bother changing it?"If it ain't broke, don't fix it, right?"*KRAKATHOOM!*"AAHHH!!!!""IT BURNS!"With a smile on her face and blood on her blade, Olivia uttered her Sister's own words out loud as a reminder. Lightning crackled behind her, screams of her fallen enemies saturat