Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
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.<
The Least Common Denominator LV.III Accuracy
Quickly pocketing the prototype two-way radio, I hurried out of the workshop to find that two of my housemates had already finished packing. Arya had her usual stuff on her, as well as what little clothes she had bought during her usual excursions. Meanwhile, Livia held within her hands two sacks filled with what I could only assume to be our combined clothing. I'll admit that I sometimes got carried away with making a few dresses here and there, but I sincerely hoped that the bigger of the two sacks weren't mine....Well, no... It actually was mine..."You heard it, right?" I cautiously asked as I hefted the bigger sack away from my sister's grasp. "Think that's them?""Possibly," Arya answered, her joking tone completely gone in favor of showing her professional side. "It was from the east, so it's possibly the Vaio pushing forward."&
The Least Common Denominator LV.IV Accuracy
We all let out a collective sigh of relief as Arya lowered her hand. I never thought that the former Prime could even get paler than she already was, but I guess a lot of firsts were being made today."Was that who I think it was?" Livia absently asked, her voice still thankfully a whisper despite the relative silence around us. "Did the damned Emperor just walk right past us?""We have to move," Arya whispered... in a panic? "If they're here, then the others will be close behind."A whole lot of anxiety and dread decided to settle within my stomach at the insinuations that our lead just made with her comments. It truly was the fucking Emperor, but judging from her tone, Arya was afraid... There were only two men walking past us earlier, and surely one of them was the Emperor. So who was she afraid of? And... wait...Wh
Latest Chapter
- The Least Common Denominator CV.V Cotangent
- The Least Common Denominator CV.IV Cotangent
- The Least Common Denominator CV.III Cotangent
- The Least Common Denominator CV.II Cotangent
- The Least Common Denominator CV.I Cotangent
- The Least Common Denominator Interlude XXXIX: Grigori
- The Least Common Denominator CIV.IV Transistor
- The Least Common Denominator CIV.III Transistor
- The Least Common Denominator CIV.II Transistor