"What do you mean 'you can't use them'?!"It was the day after our supposed breakthrough with our rifle, and as Backus has mentioned, there were a few of our fellow Denominators that showed up just before I woke up, I think."It's as she'd said, Crimson," the tall muscular man piped up, hefting a rifle of Backus's design. "Not everyone can spare that much Essence on something that has no guarantee we can hit. Not to mention that any Numerator worth their salt could easily rush us and disarm us anyway."I put a palm on my forehead as I briefed my two new 'assistants', as they might as well call themselves. One was
"I think you're going to have two groups of people leading the charge," Emerald started, a finger on her temple as she pieced together my non-existent strategy. "You surely have skill with a blade if you can kill the Bloodmoon, so you're going to lead the charge against the guards with the rest of us wielding these rifles at the back.""Hmm..." I nodded in false understanding as I ran her idea through my head.From a basic, military standpoint, it has some merit as a basic strategy. Seeing as I, and on some capacity, Olivia, were the only Denominators present that has proven combat experience, we'd have to be the ones to break the enemy formation.
..................."Huh?"Train? Master? Strong?"Master?" the lime-haired woman repeated with rapt reverence as I felt my brain melt at the incredulous proposition offered to me. "Are you okay?""I-I... M-Master?" I stuttered like a blubbering idiot. "I-I'm fine..." Backus was an old man. He'd seen how the Empire had transformed from its small, humble beginnings, to becoming the continent-spanning behemoth that it was today. It was a different time, back then; back when Denominators weren't treated like the scum of the earth."Gramps. Have we seen all the exits yet?""Not yet, little Olivia," the elder addressed the curious girl by his side. "We have one more to go.""Okay..."As the pair continued on their merry stroll throughout the scorching-hot Furnace, the elder coulThe Least Common Denominator Interlude IV: Backus
We should've had enough time."Sis! The guards are closing in!"I gripped my katana with grim determination; its edge still left dull due to my attention being poured on to other projects. I didn't have a rifle on me, but it wouldn't matter in the long run."What do we do now?!" Behind me, a few of my motley band of fellow Denominators shouted out, mostly at me. "Crimson!-""I know, dammit! Stay calm!"It w
"Took you long enough!""C'mon! What do we do?!"I suppressed a nervous chuckle from escaping my lips as I turned to my detractors. I honestly wouldn't blame them. I would've left a long time ago if I could."We're not escaping. Not by a long shot," I began, noting the gasps and cries of some of my fellows. "They've blockaded the only way out of this place. The only thing we can do is fight!""Fight?!" a burly Denominator shouted incredulously. "You're sending us out to die?!" Battle cries rang from both sides of the fight as we waited with bated breath for the Decimals to begin their charge. The blazing, hot fires around the Central Hub visibly distorted the air as whispy mirages of the enemy forebodingly continued their approach."GET READY!" I shouted at my ragtag army from behind the veritable wall of Denominators blocking access to the Central Hub. "THEY'RE COMING!"*THUD! THUD! THUD!*I tensed up as the march grew louder, their footfalls now reverberating through my body as the Decimals now visibly lined up in front of us. We waited... "Did we win?""Already?"I could hear my fellow Dens on the front lines ask themselves the same question I'm currently repeating nonstop on my head. The veritable army of Decimals that I expected to eventually overwhelm us through sheer numbers had retreated...And I didn't know why."Sis?" Beside me, Olivia already looked at me with something resembling pride and accomplishment. "We won, didn't we?"Quite The Least Common Denominator VIII.III Integral Calculus
The Least Common Denominator VIII.IV Integral Calculus