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He gave up.
WHO: Ales Mansay and anyone
WHAT: Ales is upset after the Heroes' decision to spare Palitutu, but as she's in a coma and not everyone wanted to let her live, he's not as upset as he could have been. However, his only other friend, Ellie, is in crystal stasis. Time to get serious and work on his killer robot.
WHEN: September 1st, then anytime in September
WHERE: The Hospital and just outside the Aqures Ixen walls.
A. September 1st, Aqures Ixen Hospital
They had been doing so well.
A sense of camaraderie with the other Heroes had returned to Ales as they fought against Ultima WEAPON and Palitutu herself. He trusted them not to be pansies and to kill her, to rid of this world of an agent of chaos. They were better than the heroes of the Glade of Dreams. Yet a few members of the team betrayed that shaky trust. They were willing to let a killer live. Sure, Ales had killed people, but they deserved it and were in the way of his vision for a safe Glade. He didn't murder innocent civilians for his quest to destroy the world. He wasn't stupid.
Despite the overwhelming majority to kill her, those voices were enough for a failure to reconnect. They couldn't deal with Narasimha, and they had to compromise and leave her barely alive.
He was wrong. He was wrong to trust them in the first place. He couldn't depend on the others. From now on, he could only trust himself...and Ellie. Who had turned into a crystal statue.
An unfamiliar pang hit his heart at the news. She was more than a comrade; he trusted her like he trusted no other Hero. She promised to take him to her world once they were free, a place where he wouldn't be hated. They were going to let whatever fate befell onto Crystallis and leave. And without her connection to her world, Ales was trapped between staying here or waiting until the technology to find a new world was rediscovered. Crystallis was dying. He had no choice but to save it.
The Teensie quietly walked down the hallways of the hospital with his hands in his pockets and the brim of his hat covering his eyes. To anyone about the height of a human, he could have been invisible. That's was he preferred; after his faith in the world and the intelligence of humanity was broken, he had little to depend on. Just stupidity.
He stopped in front of the gated room where the statues were kept, staring at one of a cloaked woman. She looked so peaceful, yet her eyes were focused to a point above her. Ellie always had lofty goals. That's what he admired about her. All that was left was her legacy and a secret fortress that only he knew of. He had to protect it.
B. Rest of September, Outside Aqures Ixen
Unsurprisingly, machines were a surefire way to distract Ales from his worried. Giant killer mechas? Even more so.
Anyone leaving Aqures Ixen had difficulty ignoring the giant robot with a hammer for a fist standing just outside the walls. Still as a statue, with only a small blue and black dot crawling over its frame to hint to its true nature.
He was going to do it alone. He was going to fly over the Downopolic, shoot Narasimha, and kill anything that threatened the safely of the universe. He was going to do what so many had failed. He was going to fix everything.
He was going to slip and fall. The Teensie lost his grip and plummeted to the ground.
WHAT: Ales is upset after the Heroes' decision to spare Palitutu, but as she's in a coma and not everyone wanted to let her live, he's not as upset as he could have been. However, his only other friend, Ellie, is in crystal stasis. Time to get serious and work on his killer robot.
WHEN: September 1st, then anytime in September
WHERE: The Hospital and just outside the Aqures Ixen walls.
A. September 1st, Aqures Ixen Hospital
They had been doing so well.
A sense of camaraderie with the other Heroes had returned to Ales as they fought against Ultima WEAPON and Palitutu herself. He trusted them not to be pansies and to kill her, to rid of this world of an agent of chaos. They were better than the heroes of the Glade of Dreams. Yet a few members of the team betrayed that shaky trust. They were willing to let a killer live. Sure, Ales had killed people, but they deserved it and were in the way of his vision for a safe Glade. He didn't murder innocent civilians for his quest to destroy the world. He wasn't stupid.
Despite the overwhelming majority to kill her, those voices were enough for a failure to reconnect. They couldn't deal with Narasimha, and they had to compromise and leave her barely alive.
He was wrong. He was wrong to trust them in the first place. He couldn't depend on the others. From now on, he could only trust himself...and Ellie. Who had turned into a crystal statue.
An unfamiliar pang hit his heart at the news. She was more than a comrade; he trusted her like he trusted no other Hero. She promised to take him to her world once they were free, a place where he wouldn't be hated. They were going to let whatever fate befell onto Crystallis and leave. And without her connection to her world, Ales was trapped between staying here or waiting until the technology to find a new world was rediscovered. Crystallis was dying. He had no choice but to save it.
The Teensie quietly walked down the hallways of the hospital with his hands in his pockets and the brim of his hat covering his eyes. To anyone about the height of a human, he could have been invisible. That's was he preferred; after his faith in the world and the intelligence of humanity was broken, he had little to depend on. Just stupidity.
He stopped in front of the gated room where the statues were kept, staring at one of a cloaked woman. She looked so peaceful, yet her eyes were focused to a point above her. Ellie always had lofty goals. That's what he admired about her. All that was left was her legacy and a secret fortress that only he knew of. He had to protect it.
B. Rest of September, Outside Aqures Ixen
Unsurprisingly, machines were a surefire way to distract Ales from his worried. Giant killer mechas? Even more so.
Anyone leaving Aqures Ixen had difficulty ignoring the giant robot with a hammer for a fist standing just outside the walls. Still as a statue, with only a small blue and black dot crawling over its frame to hint to its true nature.
He was going to do it alone. He was going to fly over the Downopolic, shoot Narasimha, and kill anything that threatened the safely of the universe. He was going to do what so many had failed. He was going to fix everything.
He was going to slip and fall. The Teensie lost his grip and plummeted to the ground.
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Hint: It's the more naive option of the two.
"I'd be happy to pay for lessons," she beamed. "This is every bit as important as learning to defend myself from combat scenarios, after all. And a suit like this is great protection in a fight."
At his bow, Akane bowed cheerfully in return. "Thanks so much! I'm Akane Kurashiki. It's nice to meet you, Ales."
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"Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Kurashiki. When are you planning to take up the Majitek Knight job?"
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Her shoulders rose and fell with a light sigh. "But I wanted to finish gathering the experience I needed for my first two jobs before I got started on another. I don't like to leave things incomplete if I can help it."
Like murder puzzles!
"This month should do it, I think. I just need to purchase the appropriate equipment so I can be prepared."
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"I'll be in Mysidia at the end of this month, so the earlier the better," he shrugged. More specifically Downopolis, but he didn't dare let it slip to someone he just met. "What are you pairing that job with?"
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She was working hard in the lab, as it seemed like there was still a great deal of information to sort and sift through. But she hadn't been there for more than a few months, while others of them had been there for years. It was anyone's guess if she'd manage to make use of her skills and intelligence or not.
"Anyway, what about Mysidia? Are you doing any research there?"
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As for Akane's question, Ales took the opportunity to check up on said minicopter. There was nothing wrong with it, of course, but he needed an excuse to angle his head so that the brim of his hat hid his shifty eyes lest she realize he was deceiving her.
"Yes, research. While everyone's busying themselves with getting answers from the Sage, I'll be off doing my own things. I've never had much fondness for people of the magical sort."
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"I don't think anyone from my world ever had access to magic. Not like it's defined here. It's a curious skill, but it seems useful."
So why did he dislike magicians so much?
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"Politics." Not the whole answer, but close enough.
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If Akane judged him, then he knew where her loyalties lied.
"I'm from a world that got lazy through over-reliance on magic. The leader of the Glade hasn't done anything to protect his people, yet I'm the only native that's bothered to do anything about it." Still not the entire truth, but he would slowly build up to it, make himself look good.
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"Protect them from what? Did something attack your people?" she asked, her brow inclined with worry. What kind of terrible creature would attack such an adorable race?
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"Everything. Pirates, overlords, dark Lums, whatever danger exists. They have someone as a full-time hero to deal with all these problems. And, well, considering how few preventative measures Polokus takes, this hero of ours does all the work."
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In her world, she'd faced the opposite problem -- people without power seeking to claim it through any means necessary. Hongou's reasons were truly pitiable, but even so, it didn't excuse him for the terrible things he'd done to other people.
"Then...you're afraid that if you had magic, you would fail to use it to help others as well?"