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It was unclear if the man had noticed the slight sigh, however the two aside from him who were literally made to perceive such things could be assumed to have taken note of this behavior. Even if they did not react in any way to it. "The pleasure is all mine and there is no need to thank me."...

"Ah, but that too is Nurture and not Nature is it? Getting it drilled into you meant it was not normal for you to embrace that purpose. Unlike something like breathing or eating, things all living beings are motivated to do should they wish to prolong their existence or how birds migrate to seek...

The smirk faded as the topic shifted, the question of implanted or inherited memories caused the blue haired man to ever so slightly roll his eyes at the notion. "Is there a meaningful difference?" He asked in return, "I know I wasn't born yesterday, so before I became me there was something...

September 1st Endymion Territory The Moon, Artemis Palace 10:06 Three individuals approached the grand door, no that statement was incorrect. Though two may bear the appearance of individuals their appearance, the crest on their garb and most notably the giant 'earmuffs' worn by the two marked...

"Human, perhaps. Regardless if you want to go through the ranks here look for those who guaged their eyes out. That was what set apart my assailant." It sounded like mockery in a sense, but there was still a genuine piece of advice there though whether it was fortunately there was left up for...

Ah the Ruina, that filth. "When you say peculiar, you mean anything besides the attack by the parasite that infests the darkness in hearts? Or how one of its puppets that it had hollowed out had come with a knife to take my life?" The tired gaze of the man was pointed at the one asking...

The man turned to look at Dimidas as he spoke, the offer got him to chuckle for a bit. Seemingly more amused than interested. "I plan to take action if it suits me, and Jericho knows that. Also, I say he said he made me. His claim, not mine." He rested his arm on the elevation, turning to face...

Perfect soldier, an utterly incomprehensible goal to Shevirat a singular perfect soldier makes no difference. A single man can only change things higher in the chain, a general or admiral. To make that same difference beneath you would need a perfect army. It was in this same sense he could not...

The arrival looked like an ill fit to any regimental military, disheveled with unkept hair and almost borderline civilian clothing. However, no scales. He held his hand in refusal of the drink, the gesture was appreciated but the lack of sleep would only be worse if he drank that. A lack of...

Someone wanted to talk to him, at least this one had the courtesy to do so while only robbing him of one night or rest. With the parasite departed to who knows where and the Werkbau once more quiet he had nothing better to do than sleep and heed this request. He presumed it wasn't someone he met...

Smoke began to billow forth from t he damaged exterior of the Swordian, the interior which was set ablaze like a mismanaged campfire was spreading and burning. The monstrosity within continued its march deeper and deeper still, heading in towards the core of the massive structure where its...

It couldn't be this easy, the thought raced through his mind in the moment of quiet as the Werkbau moved. Using the lull to reposition himself Shevirat glanced at the fog with suspicious eyes. A being that sought to instill despair would likely love to feed its pray some false hope only to crush...

September 8th DEC Forest outskirts Former Turkey, site of the Dardanelles Strait 21:35 PM, local time It would be beautiful if it were not so abhorrent, the Dimensional Energy Crystals that sparkled brightly in the glistening moonlight. Less then a year ago this had been a prospering region...

As the monstrosity looked around there was a singular moment where it looked back. Tilde and the watching Shura could perhaps feel its gaze narrow as if squinting at something, the former of which may even perceive this glower as being aimed at her... Or was it going for the man besides her. It...

August 28th Endymion Territory The Moon, Valeri Vendolius' estate 15:58 local time The simple pleasures of luxury, the reflection of a mote of light of a fine red liquor as beyond the horizon lay albeit warped by three layers of glass another horizon. Wine, not blood, was the red surface that...

With the shura machine safely bouncing off into the distance the dark machine laid its gaze on the new arrival the weaponized arm unwound once more, almost dragging across the dusty surface and definitely being partially submerged in the water between it and the swordian. For a moment the...

The so called 'mummy' paused as one of the Shurashin approached, its gaze tracked the peculiar if visually amusing enemy during this time, its gaze firmly aimed down at the tail end of the approach, whether it was metaphorically looking down upon the loud commanding voice as well as literally...

September 5th, OE 102 Swordian Impact Site Outskirts Hellas Basin, Shura Controlled Territories 11:43 AM, Martian Standard Time A silent procession, in the heat filled distant haze of the Martian surface a lone pair of legs marched with purpose. Red lights came from the 'face' of the lone...

"Appreciated." Roman answered as his hand caught the blade, the massive threat upon his shoulder melting back into nothing as he returned the blade to its place as a collar decor. Waiting for the next unsuspecting massive battleship to cleave in part. "And good luck with that, do try to not die...

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