*U-Understood, Sis!*I let out a sigh of undeserved relief as I returned my attention to the circuit I was trying to finish. The battle was clearly just getting started; if the fact there was only one Prime on the field at the moment was any indication. I sure hope that It's someone we're bound to recognize and possibly defeat. As we are now, even with Love on our side, I'd wager that we'd only be able to beat Rene. That Lord Inferno guy back at the library literally almost cooked us to death despite our own Prime fighting side by side with us. If that was any indicator of our current strength, then we were totally screwed."Love, status?"Placing the final rune onto the circuit, I poured in my Essence to activate it as the former Prime's voice echoed from behind me. *The western front is battling with the enemy. The northern front is still holding
Blinking away the sweat and tears off my eyes, I reoriented myself towards the window as the ongoing war outside has gone tits up in the worst way possible. We were breached way too early; the eastern front being left to die as a result of my own carelessness. And here was a fucking Prime right on our doorstep, threatening mission control in ways that I hadn't even expected to happen so early in the game.I was so fucked- Scratch that, WE were so fucked.But did that mean that I was just gonna roll over and die because of it? No. I was more spiteful than that.I leaned in close to the rune functioning as my microphone, my lips sputtering as I tried to infuse as much disdain into my words as possible, "H-How about... no..."Each syllable took a lot out of me, the strain of powering the grand array exacerbating my already
Everything was going to hell and back right now.Olivia hadn't meant to shun her sister's correspondence earlier, having been too busy with her own part of defending herself when the older woman called for her. Each agonizing second not responding to her only increased the anxiety in her heart as Big Sis's tone became more and more tired and defeated with each message.It only made things worse when the Prime she was trying to fight off taunted her with his know-it-all attitude and annoying calculations."That's what you get!" the Den shouted at her opponent as she stabbed her Resolve straight through the fucker's abdomen, the blood and guts oozing out of the prick giving her a sense of sick satisfaction as she drove her sword in. "Leave us alone!""A-as expected. You think... I didn't plan for this?" the white-haired P
All around the village, an ominous silence permeated her surroundings as the town hall was engulfed in a bright glow. Enemy and ally alike stood in stock attention as they trained their gazes solely on the vast amounts of Essence coursing through the tall building. It was like a star was born on earth; the searing glow of unrestrained essence blinding everybody in the nearest vicinity as the circuits around the village glowed an ominous bright blue.The Grand Array was coming to life, and it was going to take everyone in its range with it."No..."Staring at the glowing building, the grief and despair Olivia was feeling were enough to rock her to her knees as her sister's essence pulsed all throughout the village. She knew exactly what was going to happen. That she would surely perish if she stayed this close to the town hall as she was now.
In a world of Numerators and Denominators, one should always assume that one would be stronger than the other. It was the natural way of things; the Numerator will fight in the front lines using their Elementalism and increased essence reserves, as the Denominator supports said Numerator from the sidelines by crafting weapons and armor that would enhance their partner's fighting prowess. It was the way the world had worked for millennia, unchanged by the passage of time or even the innovations of those that came through it. It was inconceivable that a Denominator would be able to stand toe-to-toe against a Numerator, much less even defeat one in combat. In the history of the Numenorian Empire, only one person had managed to defeat a Numerator, even more so, a Prime; someone that had the caliber to level armies on a wave of their single arm.And that someone was a Denominator, of all people.&nb
The freezing cold of the north was something I had never experienced in my life. Living in a tropical climate did that to people. Add the fact that we were smack dab at the center of the middle class, and we were just barely able to put me through medical school while also simultaneously managing to sustain our fairly conservative lifestyle. No time to travel to the colder regions if there was no need for it... Then comes my NEET ass buying a fully specced out PC out of my own pocket as a reward for surviving high school.Okay, we were loaded, but coming from poverty to riches did oh so many wonders to both myself and my parents' spending habits.So where was I... Oh yes... It was cold as shit at the moment and I didn't know why. Where was I anyway? The last thing I remembered was somehow dying a glorious death in a way that I had no recollection of ever doing in the first pla
It didn't make any goddamn sense whatsoever.Laying on a fucking cot for what I could only count as a whole goddamn week had given me a lot in terms of information and piecing together just what the fuck was going on around me. An hour in on that barbaric technique that they called 'treating,' my mind already raced on the fact that my situation was far from what was expected for a suicidal doctor living in the city. I should've been in a proper hospital, maybe even in my old place of work since I technically didn't quit the staff yet. Waking up in what amounted to a fucking rug on the dirt inside a damp, freezing cave was the first sign that I wasn't in fucking Kansas anymore...I then proceeded to black out from the pain. The whole treatment thing was too much without at least some sort of sedative running through my system. Sue me."Ughh..."
A whole month has passed now, and I was kind of acclimatizing pretty well, all things considered. My silent act had essentially made sure that the twins hadn't realized that I wasn't their vaunted 'Leader' yet, but I'm pretty sure it was only a matter of time before they realized something was up. Just from the way they talked to each other with me being present suggested that they fully expected me to understand what the hell they were talking about despite my silence. And while I could understand some of it through context clues and the like, I still wasn't fully getting the scope of just what the hell happened to Crimson and her friends for them to resort to living in a shoddy cave in the middle of the forest.Yes. I had actually recovered enough to start moving on my own again. Granted, I still had an improvised cane to support my movement, but it was a miraculous recovery all things considered what w