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The Least Common Denominator LIV.I Trajectory
The lesson of forgiveness was something I've been constantly coming across ever since I started my journey as a media consumer. In the old world, stories of revenge and forgiveness were a nonstop slog of crying, hatred, and the inevitable conclusion of burying a part of yourself to do the final act of vindication. While I, myself, never really subscribed to such beliefs, I do agree that the act of revenge was something that could irrevocably change a person depending on the retribution they wished to enact on those that wronged them. The constant burning desire for revenge was something that was just liable to make you burn some bridges among other things that you might've cared about.Then again, I did subscribe to such a belief back when my parents got brutally murdered in front of me.
The Least Common Denominator LIV.II Trajectory
With a practiced swing, I delivered a sideways slash towards Arya. With the former Prime still sitting on her chair made of water, her body profile was still long as it was taller. Even if I didn't hit, I would still clip her water chair or even possibly nick her if she didn't even bother to move.My blade flew true towards my target; my attack soaring through the air with a whistle as it hurtled towards the still relaxing Prime that wouldn't even bother to move away. Was she seriously not gonna do anything? Was she pulling another 'stab me to death' stunt again? I had a small inkling that she was partly suicidal, but I never thought she would be this brazen about it!Without even thinking it, I found myself slowing my blade just a tad bit just to-"Don't hesitate, Sweetie~"What?*SPLASH!*<
The Least Common Denominator LIV.III Trajectory
Never in my professional career had I seen someone smile away at a fatal wound in their chest. Granted, Arya wasn't the picture-perfect image of mental stability, and I did cause the wound in the first place, but holy shit was it jarring to look at the mangled heap of glistening flesh that was the apparent wound sticking out of the older woman's chest.And to think that she just said that her heart hadn't fully healed somehow?!"E-explain," I found myself stuttering as I resisted the urge to go right up to her chest and examine the wound."Weelll... I'm pretty sure I haven't had a pulse since you stabbed me~" the bluenette casually reminisced, a finger on her cheek as she seemingly looked up the ceiling. "And the only reason I'm alive is because I'm manually controlling the liquids inside my body~"...If my jaw wasn't o
The Least Common Denominator LIV.IV Trajectory
"You know you can always touch me, right?~"Ignoring my patient's flirtatious actions, I honed in on the jarring gash that was adorning the center of her chest. It wasn't really the best place for it, but it wasn't like I had any other choice other than to let the thought of not doing something about it fester in my head. As much as I wouldn't like to admit it, my sensibilities as a healthcare professional still had some sway over my plebian personality."Shut up and let me work."Looking at the wound in much closer detail, the earlier glance didn't do the damn thing justice in showing just how fucked it was from a medical standpoint. Despite being years old, the gash still looked like it was made just yesterday; with bits of flesh still glistening with visceral fluid as it hovered on the outskirts of the not-so-small incision still present in her
The Least Common Denominator LIV.V Trajectory
I don't even know how I'm supposed to begin.In spite of the poor lighting, Arya's ruined anatomy was painfully clear for me to see. A hollow cavity greeted me as opposed to something that might even be classified as heart muscle; a pool of blood flowing in an orderly cyclone in the middle of all the empty mess. I had told her to stop circulation at all toward her heart, but I guess this was still technically correct, in a sense."S-sis..." Livia whispered. "How...""I don't know either," I shook my head as I inferred her question. "It's exactly as she said; she's manually circulating her blood throughout her body."It was a marvel to look at, to be quite honest. With Arya's heart having been reduced to a shred of its former self, blood predictably pooled into the cavity that once occupied the vital organ. Such a thing
The Least Common Denominator The State of Affairs IV
Complacency was something of a hidden trap. While it was always recommended to relax and take a break every once in a while, indulging in such things too much would lead to a gradual deterioration of both motivation and skill. Vigilance was also an issue among these things. Taking breaks due to complacency would inevitably make you prone to mistakes that you otherwise wouldn't have made. Overconfidence was always just around the corner after all, and one slip up due to a false sense of security was just screaming for an incident waiting to happen. Then again, I was just spouting these thoughts out my ass to justify the nervous itch in me to be constantly prepared. "Do we really need to involve ourselves in this, Sis?" I winced as my sister voiced her incredibly valid thought against my own insanity. We were all sitting in
The Least Common Denominator LV.I Accuracy
In a world where I'm still not sure what my role truly is, I'd guess that time was the most important thing that I still had in spades. Well, I say that, but I highly doubt that it wouldn't change in the near future so long as we let the world go around and move forward. In retrospect, it was kind of a bad idea to not even move away from our humble safehouse despite it being located so damn near to an admittedly poorly maintained road.Then again, it might just be my paranoia talking since we've been here for about a year without being disturbed.If I was gauging my own body clock properly, I'd say I was about twenty years old now. My previously short hair had once again grown back to being flowy, back-length crimson locks, and my body had only grown stronger from the constant training alongside Arya and my sister. I never grew in all the places that I used to have more volume
The Least Common Denominator LV.II Accuracy
This was bad. I was far from ready to even take the neighboring kingdom into account in my plans to free other Denominators from their Furnace. Not that I didn't expect this, but Arya assured me that the stalemate was far from being breached. So long as the Emperor was kept occupied in the front, we'd have all the time in the world to move without the fear of having a detachment of Primes bearing down on us. If the front had truly been breached, then that meant that our current position was in danger of being scouted out in favor of checking for possible terrain advantages. Not to mention the fact that this place was near the place where the Vaion detachment was even located before.Fucking shit. We had to move before the Empire wanted to check this place out."Why the fuck didn't you give this to me yesterday?" I ground out, keeping my voice level as I glared at Arya.<
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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
