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The Least Common Denominator XXXVI.V Imaginary Number
"crimson...."I was dreaming... I knew I was dreaming... The lingering pain of burning flesh... and yet my skin never flaked from the phantom pains..."Crimson...."Instead, my body was engulfed by the sheer sense of overwhelming disappointment; of regret so immense that it threatened to make me spiral into collapse... And yet I didn't mind it.I was used to it, after all."Crimson!"Opening my eyes to the familiar visage of Lace trying to shake me awake, the only thing replaying in my mind was my conversation with Ica; my so-called power made manifest. She had wanted to burn me to a crisp, and yet she didn't. Rather, couldn't. She was a part of me, and I was a part of her, most likely. Our similar appearances were a dead giveaway in that regard.
The Least Common Denominator XXXVII.I Sine
Time moves forward. That was the very essence of the world, right? Time and space were the two fundamentals laws of the universe. Movement would not be possible without time moving, nor is it possible without space existing. The two immutable constants of the world...It was always a daydream of mine to utterly break them for my own benefit."How much for this pot?""Two silvers, sir."Oh, how I wished for the ability to control time; to stop it, or even make it slow down in the littlest sense. Such a power was world-breaking, to the point that it was constantly portrayed as the ultimate ability. A literal World that one could access with but a simple thought.Hehe... Get it? it's the World?"What're you giggling about, Crimson?"Sigh
The Least Common Denominator XXXVII.II Sine
"E-Excuse me?"I was taken aback as what I could only describe as the ultimate soccer mom suddenly wedged herself in between myself and the kid I was trying to help. Beside me, Lace visibly scooted a bit to the side as I was left alone to deal with someone that was possibly an irate mother with a mean streak a mile wide.And wouldn't that be a surprise for someone that had to deal with shit like this for a good portion of her life..."You heard me!" the woman leaned closer to my face as she erupted with the intensity of a flowing volcano. "Keep you filthy peasant hands of my son!"I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at the woman that was now cradling her kid like he's the national treasure. Then again- Wait... Did I hear that right?"I'm sorry, ma- err... lady," I unconsciously winced at my
The Least Common Denominator XXXVII.III Sine
Well, this was a rather rude wake-up call."What happened?"A sharp knock on the door in the middle of the night woke Lace and I up wide awake. We weren't expecting anybody so we were pretty cautious when we opened our door.So color us surprised when Love showed up looking like she fought straight through a fucking battlefield."An unexpected encounter," Love coolly answered, her bleeding arm being tended by Lace as I crossed my arms to listen. "Par for the course. But regrettably, my client died."Being a former Prime, we always expected Love to come home at almost exactly the same day and time she'd usually supply. If she said she'd be home in three days, she'd be here in three days, no more, no less. It had always been like this, even back up north when she first started doing this. The
The Least Common Denominator XXXVII.IV Sine
In the law of attraction, it was stated that if you will it to happen, the universe will conspire to make it come to pass one way or another. In a way, I'd guess it was just another form of confirmation bias that most of those self-help gurus constantly shove down their hapless victims' throats. Then again, I can see some truth to what they were saying. After all, if one were to always tell themselves that they'll do good today, then the likelihood of them doing said good would have a higher chance of happening mostly due to the fact that a good day will happen sooner or later, thus confirming their so-called predictions, which, in turn, would only make them bolder and thus increasing their chances for something good to happen again. It's... It's complicated, okay? Well, not really, seeing as I'm just really trying to tell just why I hate the damn thing so much.And to top it off, this fucking idiot in fr
The Least Common Denominator The State of Affairs III
Days had turned to weeks real fast as we found ourselves staring at more of the same in our trek towards the southern edge of the Empire. Signs of civilization had been scarce, as well as contact with the rest of the Empire in terms of actual news and current events. We had no idea what was happening anymore, and what we did know was probably weeks, or even months out of date in terms of relevancy and usefulness.In short, we were in the middle of fucking nowhere and we know fuck-all about what was even happening beyond our immediate vicinity.Granted, it probably wouldn't matter even if we did know that the Empire might already be on the verge of collapse as we speak. In the end, we were still just a party of three that had no clue as to what the final end goal of this journey will be. I had already said to myself that I was going to try and piece together the old me's past,
The Least Common Denominator XXXVIII.I Tangent
Traveling sucks.While it was true that it was the dream for those that feign 'wanderlust' whenever they post their philosophical bullshit on their social media, it was still too much of a pain for anyone that wasn't shitting money out of their ass twenty-four seven to just leave their nine-to-five and go wherever the fuck they wanted without consequences. It cost far too much for a single night out doing fuck all; buying overpriced drinks to go with your overpriced food with portions so small it wasn't even enough to feed a small child. And to top it all off, you still have to consider if you still have work the day after. Granted, it was still a decent change of pace for those that were just sick of going to the same damn places for what could be amounted as years, myself included; the amount of time, energy, and resources just made me slowly change from the normal bright-eyed idiot that couldn't sleep
The Least Common Denominator XXXVIII.II Tangent
The next few hours were predictably boring after our inevitable cry-fest. Emotions were aired out, my repressed insecurities given an outlet for some sort of release. In hindsight, I knew that I was just being stubborn in not needing the support earlier, what with me bawling my eyes out with Lace being the prime example of my laughable inability to lie even to myself. But I guess it was a given with my shallow personality, no?Well, it at least gave my heart some much-needed reprieve before it had to tackle the assuredly-heavy themes of walking straight into the center of my problems."It's.... something..."The distance from a few hours earlier definitely did not do this place justice, it would seem. Despite only having the last few rays of the setting
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