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 No.1318

>Date: April 20th, 2017
>Location: S.C. - Archeon Complex
>Time: 9:00 AM

>Directing his hands as the large vehicle lands on the helipad outside - Aiden looks on in anticipation.


{"Finally, they're here. Can't wait to see how they turned out."}

>He looks on at the large metallic containers that are magnetically attached to the vehicle; the lower side carrying a set of large, metallic containers.


"Steady…..A few degrees towards the hangar bay….."

>The large aircraft carrier then moves slightly to the right - just enough before Aiden gives a confirmation gesture with his hand. As the carrier lands on the ground with the cargo, Aiden then steps forward, stating:


"Great job. Thanks for carrying the cargo for us last-mile. I know it's been a long trip, but thanks for covering for us."

>The personnel nod as they move to check on the vehicles themselves - testing engine operational efficiency after the long flight. Meanwhile, Aiden looks at the large containers themselves - around 20 of them.


>Each container is massive, around the size of a large pickup truck. Looking over the shipping details of the material on his data-pad, he then thinks:


{"AEP-001, AEP-002, AEP-003, AEP-004 and AEP-005 are all accounted for. Good."}

>Aiden can see large holographic displays on the front locks of the containers - each having the name "AEP-00x", with x being a number from 1 to 5.


{"That should be good enough. The other projects aren't ready yet, but this should be good enough to get started."}

 No.1319

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>>1318
>As he looks over the data pad information about the delivery, he senses someone approaching.

>Recognizing the figure walking towards him, Aiden then says aloud - while still looking at his data pad:


"Looking for me for a reason, Amber?"

>Amber stands with one hand on her hip - her long red hair tied back into neat braids on her sides, while flowing elsewhere. Her bright green eyes show a hint of annoyance, along with her tone of voice.


"Can't the head of the Engineering and Biotechnology Division check in on the biggest technology shipment that the company's received in months?"

>Looking up, Aiden then states:


"Of course, but I figured you wouldn't be interested. You know what the shipments are for anyways."

>Rolling her eyes, Amber then says:


"Are you sure about this, Aiden? Archeon's never partnered with companies before. Your father built this company's success on the back of his small-knit community approach. We hire talent and work together to grow at a slow and steady pace."

>Aiden finishes looking at the data pad's information before putting it back in his jacket pocket.


"That was before the twenty first century started. Expanded reach to international markets is necessary for growth - and spending all the time and money building the infrastructure ourselves is inefficient. At least for now it is, so….."

>Aiden starts walking to the container marked ["AEP-004"] and opens it with the mechanical key he was given by the transportation crew. As the latch opens, he moves inside the large container.


>Amber watches as there's some metallic noises and some shuffling for a few moments. Then Aiden walks back out with a very small metallic sphere in his hand. The sphere has a white and red design, with some black accenting.


>Raising an eyebrow, Amber then states:


"….Is that the selling point, then?"

>Aiden looks at the small sphere for a moment, before tapping the button on its center. As it powers up, the structure of the sphere changes, growing in size to approximately fit in Aiden's palm.

 No.1320

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>>1319
>Looking up at the metallic containers before him, Aiden then aims the sphere out at the containers. Pressing a button on the side, he then says:

"No, this is."

>A bright red light flashes from the sphere - covering over the 20 metallic containers before him. After a few seconds, the red light then dies down. Aiden then presses the center button on the machine - holding it this time.


"Give it a moment……"

>The button on the front of the sphere then glows with a bright white light - before opening up. As it does so, it blasts out a massive white light over the 20 metallic containers, converting them into energy before rapidly pulling the energy into the sphere.


>Wide eyed, Amber looks on in astonishment, stating:


"How did you..What?!?!"

>Pointing a finger at Aiden, she continues:


"How much energy did that cost? The conversion ratio for matter transmutation has never led to a one hundred percent efficiency ratio! How is that possible-"

>Tapping the sphere again, causing it to collapse into the size of a large marble, Aiden then pockets it in his jeans. He then says to Amber:


"It's called the 'Archeon Experimental Project' for a reason. It's something that I had for a while now. Didn't want to get ahead of myself, but it's been a top secret project for years."

>As he starts walking towards the hangar, Amber continues walking with him, asking him questions.


"Conservation of mass shouldn't let you cramp that all down into a ball!"

"Energy density is a lot easier to work with compared to mass."

"Then you shouldn't be able to catalogue something as complex as that-"

"Powered by an operating system that can catalogue information and convert it into binary."

"The complexity of that alone should be far beyond any machine-"

"Only works on inorganic material. Nothing anywhere near as complex as a peptide sequence, let alone nucleic acids like DNA."

"Even the most basic matter transmutation devices aren't this efficient! They're giant machines!"

"All technology moves on a path of efficiency and performance gains. I just happened to have a little extra secret sauce with this project."

>Amber then stops in front of the hangar, staring Aiden directly in his eyes.


"So what 'secret sauce' is that, Aiden? Did you steal something? Patented technology? Blueprints? I need to know, for legal reasons."

>Aiden shakes his head.


"Already cleared it up with the lawyers. I've written up the process of developing the technology. Classified obviously, but it's been patented by me - if that helps."

>As Amber continues to ask questions, Aiden raises his hand up to chest length - making a 'settle down' gesture towards Amber.


"I get it, trust me. It sounds insane without seeing the methodology. But I promise you it's legitimate. I did get inspiration from somewhere, but nothing that any company has publicly revealed, or internally developed. We're fine."

>Sighing, Amber then states:


"If you insist. Do you need me to get our masterfully competent COO out here for you? He's going to need to see how this stuff works, if you want personnel to start using it properly."

>Aiden nods, stating:


"Notify Orion. Send him here to Hangar 11, then I can start."

>Amber nods and turns around - leaving to go fetch Orion from inside of the Archeon Complex.

 No.1321

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>>1320
>A few minutes later Orion stands in Hangar 11 staring at the cargo with no particular emotion on his face.

"Okay I'm here."

 No.1322

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>>1321
>Looking at Orion for a moment, Aiden then says:

"Well, hopefully you're going to be interested by this."

>Aiden walks into the open hangar - a large structure with an industrial feel. There's nearly half a mile's worth of open space inside of the building - with only empty metallic racks and transporter belts being seen.


>Once inside, Aiden raises up his hand and taps the front of the sphere once more. As the light glows red - it emanates a bright red light - scanning the area before it once again. After confirming the necessary parameters, the sphere's front button glows with a bright white light once again.


>Immediately, it then opens up - shooting out bursts of bright white light onto the ground, which manifest in the metallic shipping containers. Placing them out in single file, by around 4 containers per row; the sphere then produces 5 rows of containers before closing shut once more.


>Tapping the middle button to shrink the sphere again, Aiden places it in his pocket.


"They're storage capsules. Haven't decided on a name for them yet, though."

>Now turning back to Orion, he states:


"What do you think so far?"

>Aiden nods behind him with his head - to the large number of metallic shipping containers behind him; each of them being somewhat larger than pickup trucks as gauged before.

 No.1323

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>>1322
>Orion shrugs.

"They're cool, I guess. I can see why they'd be useful."

 No.1324

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>>1323
>Aiden nods as he then says:

"The rest of the storage capsules are in one of the containers. But the really fun stuff's in the remaining nineteen."

>Placing a hand on the side of one of the metallic containers, Aiden then says:


"I couldn't tell Amber this for obvious reasons but…remember the technology in the pods? The ones that I told you about before."

>Looking over one of the containers, Aiden checks the manufacturing details to confirm information.


"The pods that had the technology that makes up your suit."

>Aiden then uses the mechanical key to open one of the other containers - revealing a large complex generator device inside of it.


"It took me the past three months to properly understand the technology - and build my own inventions from it. But over the past few weeks, I've gained a lot of mental boosts."

>Tapping the side of his head with his finger, Aiden then says:


"Can you guess why I made all of this?"

>Aiden says, gesturing at the generator behind him.


>The generator has a statement imprinted into the metallic plating on its front side:


["ARCHEON ZERO-POINT ENERGY GENERATOR"]

 No.1325

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>>1324
"Because you want technological and societal progress?"

>Orion shrugs as he guesses.

 No.1326

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>>1325
>Aiden thinks for a moment, bobbing his head from side to side as he then says:

"……Sort of."

>As he finishes thinking through his thoughts, he then turns around.


"It's more so that I've been needing to find a way to grow the company. We're doing fine, obviously. But every corporation has to find new growth vectors."

>Kneeling down to look at the wiring of the zero-point energy generator, Aiden continues speaking.


"Dad may own most of the company, but we still have public shareholders - all over the world."

>Checking up on the writing some more, Aiden then says:


"Oh, speaking of which. One of the largest remaining shareholders in the company is making a visit today - just to see this stuff. I doubt you've heard of him, but his name's Virgil Frasier."

>Standing back up, Aiden dusts himself off:


"Rich guy. Known recluse. World famous scientist like my dad though - not sure what he did as I never really read his papers, but I think it had something to do with chronons?"

>Walking back outside of the container, Aiden continues:


"Anyways. He was especially intrigued by this technology during the last conference call. In fact, he was so intrigued that he decided he'd pay a visit to Archeon on the day that the technology arrived. Now he's flying in from New York City to see it up close for himself."

>Looking down for a moment, Aiden then says:


"….But shareholder approval isn't the main reason I see this as a growth vector. Though I'm not sure if I ever really signaled what that growth strategy even is to you. However, you're more than willing to guess, if you want to take a shot at it first."

>Aiden says, waiting expectantly for Orion's reply.

 No.1327

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>>1326
"Nope."

 No.1328

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>>1327
>Sighing and briefly closing his eyes, Aiden then opens them again as he speaks.

"That's fair. I hired you for your ability to learn on the job - not because of any degree."

>Putting one hand on his hip, Aiden gestures with the other hand as he explains.


"Well, like I said - Archeon should expand to new markets. We're mostly situated in the Western hemisphere and in the developed world. United States and the rest of North America. Western Europe. Even parts of Central and South America."

>Pointing with a flicking motion to the other side with his finger, he elaborates.


"But in Asian countries? We're basically non-existent. Granted, we use suppliers to help get resources and minerals from different countries in Asia, but we've never set up proper distribution centers for consumer products there - nor for enterprise products. We're mostly a Western brand, and that's been fine for the longest time…."

>Making a dismissive motion with his hand, Aiden then concludes.


"However, we still absolutely have to grow as a company. Breaking into the Asian market isn't going to be easy, considering how well entrenched various companies are. Even if we are successful, there's a risk of exposing Archeon to different patent and intellectual property laws in those countries that we're not too familiar with."

>Starting to pace around, Aiden then continues speaking.


"So, instead of spending the time and money building up the infrastructure ourselves - which we could still do; it's far easier and quicker for us to just partner with one of the largest multinational corporate conglomerates based in that area."

>Turning his attention back to Orion, Aiden then reveals the core objective.


"So I've decided to call Hoyokazi Industries up about a potential partnership. They're the largest multinational corporation on that side of the planet - they don't currently have the technology that I just built - and they do have something we need."

>Standing to face Orion after stopping the pacing movements, Aiden concludes.


"Advanced networking infrastructure and enterprise software solutions. As I said, we could build that out ourselves, but they're more or less the standard across businesses. So it's more effort to fight them over something that isn't even our core business."

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>>1328
"That makes sense."

 No.1330

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>>1329
>Scratching his head for a moment, Aiden then thinks.

"…….."

>Afterwards, he lowers his hand and looks back up at Omni.


"I'll be honest. I'm somewhat skeptical of my own plan - considering how my last meeting with their CEO went."

>Placing fingers to the bridge of his nose, Aiden then groans in annoyance with his eyes closed.


"….But, I have to admit - all the other options for expansion are inefficient. Also, as much as I don't want to deal with the headache that Kira's going to give me over this…..The Hoyokazis are our best option. Though I could probably get Virgil to talk to some smaller distribution companies elsewhere….."

>Feeling a buzzing in his jacket, Aiden then takes out his phone. Looking at the ID, he then says:


"Speak of the Devil."

>Answering the phone, Aiden then says:


"Hello, Mister Frasier?"

>Silence for a moment.


"Alright, if you insist, Virgil. Yeah, we just got the shipments. You just touched down in the city? Private airspace right outside? Alright, great. We'll greet you at the front of the complex when you get here."

>Aiden instinctively nods as he states:


"Yes, thank you. I appreciate it. We'll see you soon. Good bye."

>Ending the call, Aiden then puts his phone back in his jacket pocket as he says.


"Okay. Best behavior Orion. From what I've heard, Virgil is somewhat….esoteric. Really polite, but can go on tangents. So don't feel overwhelmed if he starts reminiscing about a bacteria colony he cultivated - or something to that effect."

>Walking towards the entrance of the hangar, Aiden motions behind him to Orion to keep pace, stating:


"Come on. Let's not keep him waiting when he gets here."

 No.1331

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>>1330
>Orion starts to follow Aiden. He lets out a huff of breath, feeling a mix of curiosity and hesitance to greet their guest.

"Oh boy."

 No.1332

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>>1331
>Time: 9:30 AM

>After a few more minutes of waiting, a large limousine slowly drives into the roundabout entrance of the Archeon Mega Complex. Once the large vehicle comes to a halt, a man is slowly escorted out of the limousine. Holding his hand out, he gestures to the man - telling him:


"Thank you. I appreciate the concern, but I won't need any security."

>Looking directly at Aiden, who is standing on the steps of the entrance, the man continues to speak.


"I don't believe my guest here would hurt a stray fly. Much less a benefactor."

>Giving Aiden and Orion a warm smile with his eyes closed, he then opens them as he begins walking up the steps. The man has an elaborate outfit. A polished white jacket and long blonde hair, with red stripes - a two toned look. He also has a pair of expensive-looking boots to complete his wardrobe.


"Hello Aiden! It's good to finally meet you in person!"

>As the man finishes his walk up the stairs, he goes to shake Aiden's hand.


"Hello Virgil. It's nice to meet you as well."

>Turning towards Orion, Aiden then elaborates.


"This is Virgil Frasier. He's a scientist who specializes in theoretical physics and mathematics. I believe you got both of your doctorates in those fields?"

>Virgil slowly nods, somewhat impressed by the description.


"He's also one of Archeon's biggest investors. Outside of my father, he owns the biggest stake in the company. Class A share priority that is."

>Aiden then turns to Virgil as he gestures to Orion.


"Orion Thompson. Chief Operating Officer of Archeon. He's a relatively new hire - but he's been doing a phenomenal job so far."

>Virgil then turns towards Orion, holding his hand out for Orion to shake it.


"I'm pleased to meet you, Orion. If I may ask, how did you come to work at a company this prominent?"

 No.1333

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>>1332
>Orion shakes Virgil's hand in return.

"Oh. Well, chance mostly. Just happened to be in the right place at the right time when the opportunity opened up."

 No.1334

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>>1333
>Nodding with an amused expression on his face, Virgil then says.

"Oh, I love the idea of chance encounters. The indeterminate nature of probabilistic possibilities. Uncertainty. It's all so…"

>Making a gesture with his hand, Virgil states:


"Purposeful…..Or purposeless, rather."

>Giving a wistful expression for a moment, Virgil then smiles again with a suddenly jubilant expression.


"Oh but that doesn't matter! You seem like a fine individual to be leading daily operations at a company this massive!"

>Patting Orion on the shoulder, Virgil then turns to Aiden, stating:


"How did the experimental technologies turn out?"

>Aiden gestures behind him towards the hangar bay in the distance.


"We can show you - that's why you're here so let's not keep you waiting any longer."

 No.1335

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>>1334
>Inside of the hangar, Virgil watches as trained technicians begin to move the materials and equipment out of the large metallic containers. During this entire process, Virgil has his eyes trained on the technologies themselves. His eyes reflexively narrow - almost lost in thought.

>Aiden catches the motion and thinks to himself:


{"Even from just a description of a technological development - that got him to come all the way out here. He must have a very strong reason for caring this much."}

>Out loud, Aiden asks:


"If I may ask, Virgil…..What interested you so much about the technologies in question? They're advanced, sure - but they're building off of existing theoretical ideas."

>Nodding, Virgil replies:


"It's just that. The translation from immaterial ideas and theories - into tangible, functional products. I've written countless papers on structural energy and matter conversion principles; but I've never seen someone translate them into actual, tangible products."

>Turning to face Aiden, Virgil then asks:


"How did you figure this out, Aiden?"

>Thinking to himself, Aiden ponders on the question:


{"Just as I thought. He's suspicious. But he can't know about the technology from the pods, can he?"}

>Out loud, Aiden then states:


"Company secret. I can authorize access to the papers if you'd want."

>Shaking his head, Virgil then says:


"It's fine, Aiden. I don't need the details. Just the fact that you figured it out as impressive enough."

>Looking at Aiden more carefully, he then states:


"….You do seem to have the same capacity for inventiveness as your father. Archeon is in good hands."

>Nodding slowly, Aiden then feels a sensation manifesting in his body. A very familiar energetic burst. As he quickly turns to look away, he takes out his phone, stating:


"Sorry Virgil. Just got a text message from Engineering. I'm going to have to take this."

>Virgil nods in Aiden's direction as he walks out of the hangar - seemingly talking on his phone.


{"This again? But from him now?!"}

>Aiden's eyes are glowing a bright red and blue - pulsating intently. However, unlike before, he quickly feels the energies fade from his body as he thinks:


{"Who is this guy?!"}

 No.1336

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>>1335
>After a few minutes, Aiden returns to the hangar, watching as Virgil looks over the machinery in the hangar. A large network of complex machines is spread out across the hangar. The machines have bright circuitry patterns, unique structures and information terminals.

"Fascinating….."

>Virgil immediately begins interfacing with the terminals on one of the machines. As he does so, Aiden walks up to it, examining it.


"….You're testing it out? I figured you wouldn't know how the fabricator worked?"

>Virgil finishes typing as he looks up at Aiden - smiling.


"Oh I'm just being a curious little bird. I'll admit, this is an alien language to me, as far as I'm concerned."

>Stepping backward, Virgil then states:


"Though I do understand the basic principles of mass-energy equivalence, I wouldn't necessarily know how to operate this machine."

>Looking at Aiden, he concludes:


"Care to give me a demonstration?"

>Aiden thinks to himself for a moment.


{"Those are the exact combination functions that I built in to activate the fabricator. It needs an initialization sequence."}

>His mind racing at a million miles per second - Aiden's cognitive perception continues to rapidly accelerate. He's now thinking faster than seconds are passing in real time.


{"You'd need to be knowledgable enough of the core technologies that the fabricator's based on to figure this out without-"}

>A wave of realization then passes over Aiden's mind as the epiphany occurs.


{"….Without instructions. He has to know what the technologies are!"}

>Almost seemingly reading his mind, Virgil raises an eyebrow - his amused expression returning.


"Oh? Did I say something revealing, Aiden?"

>Shaking his head slowly, Aiden replies:


"Yeah, you definitely did - Sam."

>Virgil's expression then gets even more jubilant as he then whispers, almost to himself:


"….Finally someone's seen through it."

>Aiden's eyes begin glowing with a bright red and blue hue, his irises blaring with a luminous radiance.


>Recognizing this, Virgil then asks - with a look of pure fascination on his face:


"….You have my memories now, don't you?"

 No.1337

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>>1336
>Briefly struggling to get a grip on his powers, Aiden curses under his breath:

{"What is this?!"}

>Placing a hand to his head, Aiden feels his head get light somewhat - almost as if he's losing oxygen.


{"There's…so many memories in his head! This is thousands of years……No, it's more!"}

>Staggering backwards, Aiden's eyes begin to glow a bright red and blue light again - flaring rapidly.


{"Nononono. You can do this! Get control of yourself! It's your power, and your mind!"}

>Struggling, Aiden grits his teeth as he gives his mind his entire focus. Straining against the sheer weight of the memories integrating themselves into his mind, he then falls to the ground - barely conscious.


{"No….No I can do this! It doesn't matter how long he's lived! I can handle this!"}

>Looking up and seeing the curious expression on Virgil's face - a mixture of fascination and amusement; this only pushes Aiden further to get a hold of himself.


{"….Prick."}

>Slowly regaining control of his mental processes, Aiden gradually rises from the ground - picking himself up. With the two of them being the only people in the hangar again, Virgil feels more comfortable in his speech.


"Do you have any idea how long I've waited for any of you to figure this out?"

>Groaning slightly, Aiden then stands on his two feet, shaking himself. Against his own expectations - his mind has adapted, and rapidly too.


"Figure what out?"

>Sighing in annoyance, Virgil then speaks - with a heightened sense of interest and urgency.


"Figure out the technology in the pods that I sent here! I figured that this version of Earth would've proceeded far enough along - given the 'Meta-Humans'. Still not sure what those are about."

>Going off track, Virgil then says:


"I never had those on my Earth."

 No.1338

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>>1337
>His mind racing, Aiden then says:

"……Your Earth? What do you mean your Earth-"

>Then as his brain continues to adapt, he then begins to understand.


"……..You're the one who made the Gears inside of those pods, Virgil?"

>Stunned, Aiden blinks for a moment.


"Or….Samael….Thaumiel? That's your name?"

>Taking a slow bow, Virgil then says:


"Of House Thaumiel, At your service."

>Rising back up, he then exclaims:


"…..It seems that I was correct about my hunch. You're a metamorphic being."

>Now pacing around the hangar excitedly, Virgil then exclaims:


"Dynamorphic energy signature detection - and replication. Structural re-sequencing, probably on a genetic level, at least with the Meta-Humans….."

>Spinning around to face Aiden, Virgil then shouts excitedly.


"You're a power sponge! Or a cosmic chameleon rather!"

>Walking directly up to Aiden, Virgil continues with his theory.


"You absorb relative information about energy systems in your proximity - and you mimic them; meaning you can reproduce the effect in yourself."

>Aiden looks somewhat annoyed as Virgil goes on, looking off into the distance as he speaks.


"Is it a quantum effect? Are you exploiting some aspect of entanglement through information synthesis? Or is it supernatural, rather? Some force or ability that isn't native to my universe….."

>Now assuming a thinking position, Virgil is deep in thought until Aiden speaks.


"Alright, Virgil…or Samael or whatever you call yourself. You still didn't answer my question. What do you mean your Earth?"

 No.1339

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>>1338
>Virgil finally stops thinking to himself, looking up at Aiden with an almost absent minded expression on his face.

"Hmm? Oh yes, sorry. I should elaborate."

>Taking another bow, he then states:


"My name is Samael Michael Thaumiel - founder of House Thaumiel and the leader of Thulcandra."

>Muttering under his breath, he then states:


"Well whenever a certain someone isn't being overbearing…."

>Rising to a proper stance once more, Virgil watches as Aiden then begins figuring the situation out - slowly parsing through more and more of Virgil's memories.


"….You're from an alternate universe. Way into the future of our own…."

>Virgil gives a side movement of his head.


"In a manner of speaking, yes. Thulcandra used to be what you call Earth - until circumstances changed, forcing a migration of sorts."

>His face darkening for a moment, Virgil then looks back up at Aiden - with a happier expression.


"I'm just relieved that someone managed to decode the technology inside of the messenger pods. You might actually have a chance, unlike us - if you figured it out this early on."

>Raising an eyebrow, Aiden then exclaims:


"Whatever you were running from? I'm not sure if we're exactly ready to handle that. Especially if you crossed universes to get here."

>Shaking his head, Virgil dismisses the notion casually, replying:


"Nonsense. I originally assumed that this universe would've been a decent hiding place at best. But there were variables that I clearly didn't account for."

>Looking back at the technology on display, he then states:


"Mainly the Meta-Humans….and then people like you, Aiden. Your friend Orion as well. Though a psionic being, I didn't expect either of you to be."

 No.1340

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>>1339
>Immediately on alert, Virgil raises a hand up - prompting Aiden to ease up somewhat.

"I'm not here to fight you. Besides, after what you just demonstrated - I'd simply lose in that altercation. Rather I'm just here to warn you. Something else is on its way here. Not soon, but eventually it'll arrive."

>Feeling some trepidation in his body, Aiden asks:


"Whatever thing was chasing you?"

>Virgil then speaks.


"Things plural. We gave them a very long chase, and hopefully set quite a few distractions on the way. But eventually they'll find us - or find you all rather."

>Looking away and looking down at the floor for a moment, Virgil states:


"I must admit - our original plan was to set your world up to take the fall. Get destroyed and finally shake them off of our tails. I won't deny that I originally thought of you all as expendable."

>Looking back at Aiden with a renewed sense of determination and curiosity on his face, he continues.


"But then I saw that you acquired the technology. I saw how you reverse engineered it. Even as a prototype device - the Phase Gears shouldn't have been so easily understood by a human. But you aren't a normal human Aiden - that much is clear enough to me now."

>As Virgil continues to speak, Aiden can feel his perceptions and cognitive faculties increasing rapidly. The slew of information that made his brain agonizing to process, is now entirely alleviated. Focusing his attention on Virgil, he then says:


"Bad enough that I was basically observed by an alien from outer space - but a Chronarch too?"

>Even more excited, Virgil gives a single, brief clap of his hands together - holding his gloved fingers, interlocked. Elated, he then exclaims:


"You've fully adapted to my physiology as a Thulcandran! Wonderful! Now I don't even need to bother with trivialities and generalizations! You should be able to understand everything-"

"Where's your TTC, Mechanicus?"

>Looking annoyed, Aiden starts walking towards the entrance of the hangar. Still jubilated, Virgil quickly walks after him.


"And now you remember my title, good! It's parked exactly where I last left it. Serving as my humble abode on this planet."

>Turning to glare at Virgil, Aiden points a finger at him - clearly having a full grasp of the Thulcandran's memories.


"You need to pack up and leave. You've now given me the mother of all possible headaches to deal with - and now I'm on an astronomically thin time table."

>Looking somewhat bothered, Virgil states:


"A few years isn't too much of an issue-"

"You know that's not what I'm referring to, Mechanicus."

>Silent, Virgil then shrugs before stating:


"Well fair enough. Still since I'm here on business….."

>Looking back at the hangar, then up towards the Archeon Complex, Virgil then concludes by saying:


"We should probably conclude that first, no?"

>Virgil then gives Aiden a hearty smile with his eyes closed - causing Aiden to groan in annoyance.

 No.1341

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>>1340
>Location: Archeon Complex - CEO's Office
>Time: 11:00 AM

>Aiden is still sitting at his desk, reading over the final draft of the business proposal that his administrative team has prepared for him. Looking over the paper once more time, he then says:


"…..That should work. The addendums hopefully do clarify certain terminology that they may not be familiar with."

>Putting the paper down, he then looks across the table from him at Virgil, who has been reading a book this entire time.


"I still like to admire old poetry, even after all these years."

>Looking up at Aiden, he then closes the book and places it on his lap as he then states:


"Right then. As for business? Your plan is reasonable. Hoyokazi Industries are the leading multinational conglomerate in the region as you said. They're more familiar with local laws and regulations in most jurisdictions - and Archeon would still retain intellectual property and patent control in this arrangement."

>Aiden then speaks up to clarify:


"We'd own the original patents and intellectual properties - and co-own any modifications. But any new technologies that they make from the technologies that we supply them would be owned by Hoyokazi Industries. You're a large shareholder, so it's my fiduciary responsibility to advise you of these potential risk factors."

>Thinking it over for a moment, Virgil then states:


"There's no real concern. From what I can gather, you only used the nanoform and energy equivalence functions of the technology stack that I sent to Earth. Very capable technology - but not world changing on a societal level. You should be fine."

>Virgil then looks at Aiden, saying:


"The more important question is whether you trust them? Do you trust Hiyuki Hoyokazi?"

>Silent for a long moment, Aiden looks at the paper on his desk. Thinking for a moment, he then says:


"My trust in her doesn't matter. I've already accounted for the worst case scenario in case there's an attempt at business malpractice. The contract is a two-way street, and it's at least a ten year deal with favorable terms for re-upping it."

>Thinking more closely, he then states:


"We'd also be giving them a significant discount on Archeon generator technology purchases and maintenance service fees."

>Virgil nods in response.


"That's surely going to help the favorability of the deal in their eyes. I'd also suggest an addendum to the contract that opens the door for a deeper, collaborative partnership. I'd rather have the Hoyokazis as allies, instead of enemies. Wouldn't you agree?"

>Aiden sighs again, before looking at Virgil with a skeptical expression.


"It's a bit too late for that with one of them. Though in my defense - he struck first."

>Giving a brief laugh, Virgil then concludes his discussion by asking:


"Well then? Are you ready to give them a call? They'll need to inspect the technologies first before ensuring their legitimacy. After that, then you can see about discussing the situation with Hiyuki herself."

>Aiden looks down at the phone on his desk, before he then moves to pick it up in his hand.


"Might as well start then. Thanks."

>Virgil then stands up and waves at Aiden.


"Take care."

>He nods, before turning to leave the office.


>Now alone, Aiden then begins dialing a number before then calling.

 No.1342

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>>1341
>Location: Archeon Complex
>Time: 5:00 PM

>Inside of the Engineering and Biotechnology building - multiple scientists are running around the large hallways of the facility. In a rush to finish up their testing procedures before the end of the day - most of them make haste, rapidly finishing up their data logging.


"Hey! Slow down! Five o'clock stat doesn't mean everything has to be done!"

>Dana Desmond continues speaking loudly - trying to get everyone in the building to calm themselves. Muttering to herself she then says:


{"Company bonuses are going to be the end of this research division…..I appreciate the incentive, but my God…."}

>Scowling, she then walks back to her office - only to find someone standing next to the door. Upon recognizing the figure, Dana immediately straightens herself up and coughs into her fist.


"M-Mister Frasier! I-I didn't expect to see you here today!"

>Looking up from his book, Virgil then flashes Dana a warm smile before walking towards her.


"Dana! It's so good to see you again!"

>Giving Dana a hug and a pat on the back, Virgil then says:


"How have you been? I haven't seen you since the Meta-Genomics research summit in New York!"

>Nodding quickly, Dana then tries to control her composure.


{"This might be the perfect time to ask him about outside investment in Archeon! Don't mess this up, Dana!"}

>In a reasonable and measured tone of voice, Dana then asks:


"Well, I've been doing good since then. It's been a few months. I also read your latest paper on metatone kinase factors. It's been really helpful in developing treatments for Meta-Human growth abnormalities."

>Nodding, Virgil then states:


"Anything I can do to help people. As you always say: 'Our work stands on the shoulders of visionaries that have come before us'. A good motto as always."

>Feeling her cheeks flush red, Dana then says:


"Yes, well….I may have appropriated that bit from a friend of mine."

>Silent for a moment, Dana then asks:


"….May I request something of you, Mister Frasier?"

 No.1343

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>>1342
>Raising up his hand, Virgil then says:

"Please, Dana. Virgil is fine."

>Nodding, Dana reiterates:


"….May I request something of you Virgil? It's about Archeon's research budget. Aiden has done as much as he possibly can to increase our funding, despite the Engineering and Biotechnology division only consisting of around ten percent of Archeon's yearly revenue."

>Immediately understanding the question, Virgil speaks:


"Whereas you're closer to around fifteen percent of the company's profit due to efficiencies in developmental processes. You'd like me to convince the other shareholders that you deserve a bigger budget."

>Dana looks away, embarrassed.


"I-I believe it's in the best interests of the company."

>Virgil gives a soft laugh as he then says:


"Well, yes. That would be correct. But you're also likely aware that Silas Grayson is the majority shareholder of the company, primarily for Class A stock."

>Dana remains silent as Virgil continues speaking:


"You are also likely aware that as majority shareholder, Silas dictates the composition of the Board of Directors - though he delegates that option to other large shareholders - such as myself and Aiden."

>Still looking away, Dana feels her heart racing - as she can figure out that Virgil has recognized her true request.


"You are also most likely cognizant of the fact that one of the existing board members is about to retire - your predecessor at the Biotechnology division."

 No.1344

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>>1343
>Sighing, Dana then finally speaks up, stating:

"Yes, I'm asking to be put on the Board of Directors."

>Laughing again softly, Virgil then says:


"I don't believe that will be an issue. I would imagine you were the first pick regardless."

>Placing one hand on his hip, Virgil then gestures with the other hand, inquiring:


"Though, if I may ask a question in return."

>Silence fills the hallway for a moment before Virgil asks:


"…..Who are you intending to replace you as the head of the Biotechnology division? Your assistant Jack, I presume?"

>Dana shakes her head, causing Virgil to be slightly taken aback.


"Joshua is more than capable of handling your position in a few years - unless you mean to expedite the process now?"

>Dana hesitates, before stating:


"….I'd eventually want Damian to the position - for his own benefit."

>Raising an eyebrow, Virgil then responds:


"Is that in his best interests, or yours, Dana?"

>Instinctively feeling a sense of anger and offense at the statement - Dana quickly hides the kneejerk response, despite Virgil easily detecting it.


"…..I just want for my son to have the best opportunities available to him. More so than I had at his age."

>Sighing, Virgil responds.


"Maternal instincts, I see. That is understandable."

>Closing his eyes, Virgil then crosses his arms for a few seconds. After careful and deep thought, he then opens his eyes to say:


"Provided that he's proven himself in a few years - then yes, I'll personally request that Silas appoint you to the Board of Directors. Effective immediately at that time."

>Nodding, Dana then states:


"Thank you, Virgil. I truly appreciate it. This means so much to me - his safety and security."

>Dismissing Dana's response politely with a raised hand - Virgil then concludes by stating:


"Of course. I simply want the best for everyone - within my ability to provide, that is."

>Virgil then gives Dana another warm smile with his eyes closed - before he begins to walk away, opening his eyes again as he does so.


{"Provided that this world is still standing in a few years. I aim to make it so."}

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>>1344
>Location: Archeon Complex - Rooftop
>Time: 5:20 PM

>Making his way to the top of the complex, Virgil moves past the scanners that only allow high ranking personnel through. As he does so, he finds his way at the top of a private balcony - overlooking the city skyline.


"Well, I thought you might be here still."

>Virgil looks on, seeing Aiden as he stands in front of the railing - looking onward to see the larger city beyond. Aiden is entirely silent, and not speaking as Virgil continues.


"I do apologize. It was not my intent to potentially overload you with my memories. I am aware that I have been through….'extenuating' circumstances. But nonetheless, I may not have considered the full scope of my actions when arriving so soon."

>Silent, Aiden then looks over the balcony still, for a few moments. Then he finally replies.


"I adapted to the information as you said. Took it all in a few hours ago."

>Sighing, Virgil then walks towards Aiden, moving to stand next to him - but a few feet away.


"How do you feel, then? Having eons of knowledge ingrained into your mind?"

>Still silent, Aiden then states:


"Like the world I live in is a gigantic mirage. It feels like a convincing stage play now - as opposed to a real, breathing world."

>Virgil looks over at Aiden for a moment. He then says:


"What do you see?"

>Aiden's irises, normally sky blue, are now a more vibrant sapphire blue. The slightest hint of ruby red is mixed into them as well - as he continues looking over the city.


>He sees entire holograms of individual people - shifting and moving around rapidly. Traces of people's movements stretching across the entire city - now become visible to him - with one exception lower in the Archeon Complex.


"…..Orion."

>Virgil nods, as he then states:


"Probability spaces. Since you're like me now - you should be able to sense any individual's quantum state. Not necessarily their timeline - but their 'probability space'. Purely mathematical."

>Looking down at his own hands - Aiden sees nothing, just his body as it always existed.


"….We're blind spots to you. Orion and I."

>Virgil then gives a slight smile as he explains:


"Some people like to think that unique traits are easy to hide, with enough effort. I can safely say that in your circumstances? That's nigh-impossible."

>Looking over at Aiden again for a moment, Virgil elaborates:


"You are an anomaly, Aiden. You and your friend Orion. Your sister Phoebe. Your brother Jonah. All of you. In my eons looking over the formation and development of life forms across countless universes…."

>Pointing a finger directly at Aiden, he states:


"I have never encountered someone quite like you and your siblings before. Nor your friend. It is remarkable."

 No.1346

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>>1345
>Looking back out at the skyline before him, Virgil then says.

"Your apprehension is noted, but unfounded. As I said before, there's nothing I could do to you - that you couldn't immediately counter."

>Aiden remains silent as Virgil continues speaking:


"You have my physiology as a Thulcandran. You even have my physiology as a Chronarch - if you can perceive time structurally as I can. You have my memories, my skills and abilities…"

>Virgil makes a gesture with his hand.


"As well as my countless lifetimes of experience, readily available for you to retrieve and recall."

>Casually making another gesture, he then continues speaking:


"Every Meta-Human you meet has unknowingly implanted their essence in your genetic code. Every person that comes near you, gives up their secrets - and they become your own."

>Looking at Aiden one more time, Virgil then states:


"Namesake notwithstanding, you are an effective 'Mosaic'. The purest expression of the term that I have ever witnessed."

>Virgil then moves back and leans against the nearby wall, crossing his arms.


"So how do you feel? With all of that swirling in your head? Every catalyzed charge of power, coursing through your cells? How does that genuinely feel?"

>Taking a long silence, Aiden then moves back from the railing and turns to face Virgil - stating:


"….It feels like nothing. I don't feel anything. Just the hollowness that comes with being 'powerful'."

>He then makes a "the hell with it" gesture with his right hand - looking away in annoyance.


"What's the point?"

>Raising an eyebrow in surprise, Virgil watches as Aiden continues speaking.


"I can blink and get to the Moon and back right now without anyone even noticing! I can build a machine so advanced that it would take centuries for scientists here to even begin to understand it!"

>Virgil continues saying nothing, showing a neutral expression on his face as he continues to cross his arms and watch Aiden rant.


"That 'advanced technology' that I'm about to send to Hoyokazi Industries? I could build that in five minutes now. It's nothing compared to a Trans-Temporal Capsule, and I could build that now too!"

>Placing his hand to his eyelids, Aiden continues to groan in frustration.


"I can literally do whatever the hell that I want to do - right now!"

>Virgil then finally speaks.


"……'So then why do you still feel so empty?'. That's your question, isn't it?"

>Aiden is off to the side, clearly annoyed.


>Virgil then concludes by stating:


"Because there's no one else like you, as far as you can tell."

 No.1347

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>>1346
>Annoyed and rolling his eyes, Aiden then states:

"Yeah, well who asked you?"

>Muttering to himself, Aiden then looks back at Virgil, continuing:


"For all of your power? You jumped ship. Ran away across universes with the rest of your people. And you're supposed to be cosmic beings! Humans brought to the point of tossing star systems around like candy. Yet even then, you ran away!"

>Virgil looks off to the side now, clearly bothered by Aiden's statements. However, Aiden continues speaking:


"How many times has this happened? How many times have you all ran away from yourselves?!"

>Virgil, finally irritated, then snaps back:


"….As many times as you've ran away from your responsibilities!."

>Silent, both men then stop speaking for a moment, before Aiden then says:


"….I was out of line there. I'm sorry."

>Virgil then sighs - looking out over the skyline again, stating:


"….I have been running, Aiden. I will freely admit that. Maybe if I stood and fought - I could've been able to stop the threat before it grew too great in size."

>Looking back at Aiden, Virgil then says:


"But you're right. I ran away - like a coward. Buried my head in the sand and hoped that it'd just…..somehow go away."

>Virgil then sighs, closing his eyes as he then states:


"…And the one thing that I cared about the most….was gone because of it."

>Narrowing his eyes, Aiden instinctively begins searching through his trove of new memories - eventually coming across the memory that Virgil is referring to.


"Oh My God….."

>Suddenly, Aiden turns his head away in sympathy at the memory that has now been witnessed.


"…..I'm….I'm so sorry…."

>Aiden feels a tear moving down his cheek reflexively. It seems to be a response to his powers.


>Silent for a moment, Virgil then keeps his eyes closed - focusing. Suddenly, he's surrounded by a surge of glowing blue energy and light - shifting his form.


>In Virgil's place, is a man with the same face and body - but with a bright red jacket and snow white hair instead.

 No.1348

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>>1347
>Looking at the new figure standing before him, Aiden watches as the figure then speaks.

"Don't be. It was my choice - like you said."

>Staring at his gloved hand, Mechanicus opens and closes it briefly - checking it.


"….Maybe if I had the strength to do what I needed to do - maybe circumstances would've been different. She'd still be alive."

>Narrowing his eyes as he looks away, he then mutters.


"….At least she wouldn't have come back…..wrong….."

>Closing his eyes fully, he then holds back a set of tears as he thinks:


{"I'm so sorry, big sis. I should've been there."}

>Opening his eyes, Mechanicus then holds back tears as well - actively removing them from his eyes. Sighing once more, he then turns back to Aiden, stating:


"Aiden. Listen to me very closely."

>Walking up to Aiden, Mechanicus then puts his hand on his shoulder, saying:


"You have a choice at every single moment of your life. You can travel through time but I promise you, Aiden - you cannot fix your mistakes!"

>Seeing Aiden look away, narrowing his eyes, Mechanicus continues - dead serious in his tone of voice.


"I can't bring back my older sister - make her the way she was. Not anymore. Rafael Thaumiel went from being one of Thulcandra's best and brightest scientists - to becoming a warmongering ruler with an iron fist."

>Silent, once more, Aiden then continues listening to Mechanicus intently:


"All of the people who died. All of the peaceful worlds that were destroyed. All of the threats that were unleashed. All of that, was because I couldn't bring myself to do what I knew was right!"

>Removing his hand from Aiden's shoulder, Mechanicus continues speaking:


"Don't make my same mistakes. For the love of God - just don't do it. If you feel that there's something that you have to do? If you feel that there's something that you should do? Then do it. Do not ever allow yourself to become consumed with regrets in the future."

>Walking back to the railing that overlooks the city, Mechanicus looks on wistfully and with clear regret on his face.


"….Because Lord knows, I do. I regret the magnitude and the scope of my failures, every single day. It hurts, and I cannot stand it."

>Now walking up to Mechanicus, Aiden then says:


"I won't be held back by indecision and self-doubt. I promise."

>Nodding slowly, Mechanicus then states:


"I know you won't. Because if you do, then this world is already dead and buried."

 No.1349

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>>1348
>Mechanicus then speaks once more:

"You have my memories, as I said before. You have my experiences. You know what I've lost. Not just the knowledge - the experience. The pain and the sorrow. The regret. All of it."

>Looking at Aiden, Mechanicus then concludes with a statement:


"You know better. So if there's anything that you feel that you need to do? Anything in your heart that you feel has to be done? Something that you know you will regret if you do not take responsibility for it?"

>Mechanicus then flashes with a bright blue light - turning into Vergil once again.


"Then do it."

>Nodding, Aiden takes a deep breath as he says:


"Well. I know what I should do. So I should start with that."

>Giving a weary and weak smile, Virgil then states:


"Remember. Time isn't infinite. It feels like it is, especially for people like us. But take it from someone who's spent billions of years with his own experiences."

>Virgil starts to walk past Aiden, towards the exit of the balcony.


"It'll catch up with you - sooner or later."

>Virgil then exits the balcony, leaving Aiden with his own thoughts.


{"I better not screw up this deal then….."}

 No.1350

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>>1349
>Location: The Axiom
>Time: Indeterminate

"So, did you decide what to do?"

>Doctor continues reading his tome as he leans against a lounge chair in the living room. While he does this, Mosaic crosses his arms - looking around the large living space.


"Genetically she's a near identical copy of Miranda. But obviously she's dangerous."

>Thinking for a moment, Mosaic then turns to Doctor, stating:


"….Can you teach me the inversion spell that Stephanie used on Faust?"

>Looking up from his tome, Doctor then sighs and closes said tome. As it flickers, seemingly out of existence from his fingertips, he then states:


"I was anticipating this response - so yes."

>Standing up straight, Doctor then motions to Mosaic to walk with him.


"Come on. I'll need to give you some open space to practice the casting signs."

 No.1351

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>>1350
>Location: The Axiom - Practicum

>The Axiom's main practice arena is currently designed to reflect Iblis's old pocket dimension. A lush world with bright sunlight, tall trees and large waves surrounds the pair. In the middle of the sandy beach - Mosaic continues to practice.


"Almost there. Remember, it's a form of Alteration magic - meaning the structure of the mana flow is far more important than its potency."

>Mosaic continues redirecting bright red mana particles between his outstretched arms - guiding a bright red surge of energy. As he slightly strains against the force of the spell, it slowly gets smaller in size.


"Almost….."

>Mosaic then says, as he begins to gain a handle on the force of the spell. All the while, Doctor then states:


"I was wondering who the man was anyways."

>Looking up, Mosaic then says:


"You detected him?"

>Nodding, Doctor states:


"Of course. He was there the night that you found Orion for the first time. Also a year later when you and Speedrunner helped to save that MRD precinct. He was watching the entire time."

>Muttering under his breath, Mosaic then says:


"I don't like the idea….that someone with that much power…..was just……"

>Straining against the force of the magical energy that he's handling - Mosaic concludes:


"Standing there!"

>Finally, he compresses the energy into a small red sphere - before it then dissipates entirely. Slightly panting, he then practices the hand maneuvers once more. As he does so - he then generates only sparks of mana - but feels the same surge of magical energy as before.


>Clapping, Doctor then states:


"Hey, you did it. Good job, Aiden."

 No.1352

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>>1351
>Nodding, Mosaic then dusts his gloved hands before replying:

"Thanks. Helped to take your advice about mana flow and energy resistance. Feels like I've been doing it wrong the whole time instead."

>Looking at Doctor, he then states:


"….Alright. Take me to her."

>Snapping his fingers, Doctor says:


"Good luck. Well, not that you need it - but still. Common courtesy there."

>Mosaic then disappears in a ripple of space-time, being sent to his desired location.

 No.1353

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>>1352
>Location: Pocket Dimension
>Time: Indeterminate

>Ultimata continues kicking around dirt in the infinite expanse before her. Bored out of her mind, she then groans loudly as she turns around.


"This shit is boring. Ugh. I need to find some way out of here-"

>Before she can respond, Mosaic then appears a few feet before her in a ripple of space-time. Immediately recognizing him, she then shouts:


"….You!"

>Mosaic holds up both of his hands, attempting to reason with her.


"Yes, me. I'm just here to-"

>Ultimata's eyes then fully glow red, crackling with energy as she then blasts two large beams of power towards Mosaic.


>Instantly, Mosaic flips backwards - weaving through the air to avoid the beams; only to sense them arcing around towards him from behind.


{"Homing? Interesting."}

>As the beams move to intercept Mosaic's back - he remotely moves himself in mid-air, instantly shifting his momentum and velocity towards a different vector.


"Oh come the fuck on! Stop moving!"

>Enraged, Ultimata continues firing more beams of red energy at Mosaic - rapid fire bursts that each begin tracking him.


"I'd rather not if you still choose to attack me."

>Landing on the ground, Mosaic then begins rushing forward at imperceptible speeds - surprising Ultimata.


{"How the fuck is he so fast?!?! What?!?!"}

>Spinning around, Ultimata realizes that she's lost track of him - and as such, so have her beams; causing them to home in on their last recorded vector.


"….Oh shit…."

>Ultimata then holds her hands up at the last moment - once she realizes what's happened. Before she can think - she's then knocked backward by the force of her own energy beams.


>Skidding across the ground, Ultimata quickly rebalances herself with her telekinesis.


{"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!"}

>Spinning her head around in a slight panic, she then darts her eyes back and forth - attempting to get a read of Mosaic's location.


{"He's stuck me in some sub-space and he's faster than I can track him?! But that's impossible! Dad gave me all the Meta-Human powers that he had?!?!"}

 No.1354

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>>1353
>Irritated, Ultimata then grits her teeth as she thinks to herself:

{"Alright, fuck this bullshit! I'm just gonna nuke the place and be done with it! To hell with this! If I die, then whatever! At least I'm taking him out with me!"}

>Ultimata then begins charging up a large blast of energy in her hands - a sphere of glowing red energy that rapidly grows to the size of a small mountain above her hands.


"Ahahahahhahaha!!!!! Now let's see you deal with this! You piece of-"

>Immediately, Mosaic rematerializes in front of her - still in a sliding running motion. He's moving faster than Ultimata can process - as her visual cortex struggles to process the information.


"W-"

>Before she can finish her sentence - Mosaic palm strikes her with one hand - before whispering a single phrase in a supernatural voice:


"Animam convertere!"

>Suddenly, Ultimata's chest begins glowing with a bright white light. As the blue light begins to expand to envelop her body - she begins shouting in fear.


"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!"

>As more of the bright white light begins to envelop her - she then begins screaming in a more supernatural tone of voice.


"GYYAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

>The light then subsides gradually - with a new figure laying on the ground - dazed.


"….Nggghhh."

>The figure is an adult woman with an athletic frame. She has long brown hair and piercing green eyes. Wearing a blue jacket with shorts, she slowly comes to her senses as she gradually rises to her feet.


"…..Ugh….My head…."

>Placing a hand to her head, the woman tries to regain her sense of composure. As she does so, Mosaic notices something.


{"She looks almost exactly like Miranda. Wow, Isaac was right."}

>Helping the woman stand, she shakes her head slowly as she still remains in a daze.


"……Cousin? Is that you….?"

>Hesitant, Mosaic then says:


"….Yeah…."

>He then comes up with a name on the spot.


"….Yeah, Jacqueline. It's me, Aiden."

 No.1355

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>>1354
>Location: The Axiom
>Time: Indeterminate

>Doctor examines Jacqueline - looking over her one more time before turning to Mosaic.


"….You seem to have done it. Not bad. It worked better than expected."

>Mosaic then clarifies:


"Modified version, but yeah, it did."

>Jacqueline looks at both of them, confused.


"I'm sorry…what are you both referring to?"

>Doctor and Mosaic look at each other for a moment, before Mosaic states:


"Oh, it's nothing. Don't worry."

>Frowning, Jacqueline then looks around the area, stating:


"…..So this is….magic? Fascinating."

>Looking astonished, Jacqueline continues looking over the various forms of magical phenomena before her. Taken aback by the sheer scope of the phenomena.


"I….I don't know what to say…..I'm still taking this all in."

>Mosaic crosses his arms - stating:


"I'm not sure what to do. Naturally everyone's going to flip when they learn that she exists."

>Looking back at Jacqueline, Mosaic states:


"But it's as you said. She's my genetic cousin, through and through. I can't just abandon her either."

>Thinking for a moment, Jacqueline then says:


"Well, I have all of father's core memories. The ones he imbued in me anyways. It'd probably be better if I kept a low profile for now."

>Putting her hands on her hips, she then states:


"Sorry, Mister…."

>Doctor nods at her.


"Sorry, Meisner. Isaac Meisner is my name."

>Nodding back in return, Jacqueline says:


"Right…Mister Meisner. Can you help me just….find a place to lay low for a while?"

 No.1356

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>>1355
>Considering the request for a moment, Doctor then states:

"Well, it's not usual for an offer like this to be given so casually - but it seems that I don't really have much of a choice."

>Doctor then explains.


"I can offer you a job as my personal assistant at Wiseman Faults. Not too problematic. Generally involves managing financial information - which you should have an immediate grasp on, thanks to your abilities."

>Making a pointing gesture to his side, he then states:


"You can also stay here if you're concerned about your well-being. That, or we can get you a penthouse or a condo if you'd prefer."

>Looking at Mosaic for a moment, Jacqueline watches as he crosses his arms, stating:


"It's your choice, Jacqueline."

"Thinking for a moment, she finally comes to a decision."

"…..That's probably for the best. I know father's identity was a secret - but I wouldn't want to set myself up as a target. I remember those Daemon twins….Ashley and Albert I believe? They're still in the city - and they'd want revenge against father for his actions."

>Groaning, Mosaic then mutters to himself:


"God, I'm such an idiot. I forgot about them."

>Doctor motions to Mosaic.


"Oh, right. You're the one who fought them and stopped them as well."

>Mosaic gestures to Jacqueline for a moment, before he then motions his helmet to disappear - revealing his face and wavy black hair.


"Yeah. If they ever learned who you are, that'd be a problem. I'll have to keep that in mind. They're still a potential danger - wherever they are."

>Jacqueline then thinks for another moment - taking in all of the information.


"Alright. I'll take Mister Meisner here up on his offer, since he's a friend of yours, Aiden. But in terms of places to stay…."

>Looking up at Aiden intently - she then asks:


"Is there a family residence in the city?"

>Sighing, Aiden then says:


"….Well, looks like I'm going to have to tell everyone the good news then….."

 No.1357

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>>1356
>Location: S.C. - Grayson Residence
>Time: 7:00 PM

"………."

"………."

>Miranda continues eyeing her sister with a level of shock and awe rarely showed by her. As she does so, she watches as Jacqueline does the same to her. Both of them remain silent before speaking.


"So what are you-"

"So what are you-"

>Both of them then stop talking immediately, as Miranda scowls and turns her attention to Aiden.


"Alright, I'll admit it. My father was a bit loose in the head for attempting to make a backup plan."

>Waving at Jacqueline, she then elaborates:


"But to even consider a genetic cloning experiment in the form of……me? That's just a bridge too far."

>Raising her eyebrow, Phoebe has her arms crossed and stares directly at Jacqueline - stating:


"Why a female clone anyways? Why not one based more on Marek or Jakob? Not that I'm against subversions."

>Aiden shakes his head.


"I honestly don't know. But I wasn't going to just destroy her either. She's a human being, just like us. That and…well, she's literally our cousin - and Miranda's sister."

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>>1357
>Miranda narrows her eyes at Jacqueline for a moment - staring for a long time, before finally sighing as she briefly closes her eyes.

"I suppose it can't be helped. Aiden's right. You're my sister."

>Laughing, she then states:


"….Imagine that. Me having a sister. Not used to that honestly."

>Silent for another moment, she then says:


"Well. You can work at Wiseman Faults with Meisner if you want. But I'd still prefer that you live in the manor with me. That's where my practice is - and it's where other Meta-Humans rehabilitate through various treatments."

>Pointing at Aiden, Miranda then elaborates:


"Thanks for telling me about those twins and their hatred for my father. I'll need to steer Jacqueline as far away from them as possible. In fact, it's probably better if none of us let it slip who Chiral was - or I have a feeling we'd be their targets instead. As unfortunate as that sounds."

>Looking at Aiden, Phoebe then asks:


"So what about the fancy alternate universe guy? Can't believe that's Frasier. You sure he's not a threat?"

>Aiden shakes his head, explaining:


"…..No. Like I said, I have all of his memories and powers. Took a while to properly integrate them - but now I have them. There's nothing malicious about him and he's telling the truth. But that makes it worse arguably - given what he's afraid of."

>Sighing, Phoebe then asks one final question:


"…..What about the deal with Hoyokazi? You said the engineers are coming within the next day or two, right? Are you sure you need to make this deal with them?"

>Phoebe, having obvious distrust and resentment in her voice, continues.


"…..You know what her mom did - and how that affected our mom and our dad. Our family. What she did can never be undone."

>Closing his eyes, Aiden then mutters.


"It's not about that, Phoebe-"

"Oh bullshit. This entire thing is just a ploy to get closer to her."

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>>1358
>Miranda and Jacqueline immediately look at each other and take a few steps back - as Aiden and Phoebe begin going after each other verbally.

"Can you see beyond your own biases for five seconds, Phoebe?!"

"Can you? Giving away some of the most advanced technology on Earth to a bunch of sociopaths from an archaic and clandestine family - including the woman who almost ruined dad's life?! That's somehow supposed to be OK with me? OK with Kira? OK with Mom?"

>Jabbing a finger into Aiden's chest, Phoebe continues berating her triplet brother:


"You're predictable as shit, Aiden. She already told you that she wasn't interested. So let it go, and find a woman actually deserving of our family's name!"

>Now irate, Aiden then snaps back in an angry tone of voice:


"Will you just fuck off, Phoebe?! You keep babying me like I'm some coddled little boy! How many times do I keep having to say that she's not like the others?!?!"

>Now shouting, Phoebe speaks with enough force to rupture nearby glass.


"Hiyuki Hoyokazi is no different from her sorry excuse of a mother! They all manipulate and lie to get what they want, Aiden! That's what her mother did to our father. That's what they did to countless other people! That is what she's doing to you!"

 No.1360

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>>1359
>Shoving her finger even deeper into Aiden's clothes on his chest to further accentuate the point, she continues shouting.

"But here you are, still running towards the oasis like a fucking parched donkey! How many times do you need to hear this before you fucking understand, Aiden? Some people in this world are just not good!"

>Finally having had enough, Aiden shoves Phoebe's hand away as his eyes begin glowing red. His voice distorts in a supernatural cadence as he says:


"I am so fucking tired of you and your holier than thou bullshit!"

>Scoffing, Phoebe then shouts:


"Then put up or shut the fuck up!"

>Phoebe then punches Aiden into the air and through the ceiling - completely rupturing it open. Immediately transforming into Hyperia in a flash of light - she then launches up into the air - causing a mess to form in the kitchen while doing so.

 No.1361

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>>1360
>Another bright red light appears in the night sky above the residential district - as Mosaic moves towards Hyperia. Slamming into her with enough force to rupture the clouds in the sky - he begins grappling his gloved fingers in-between her own. As they both begin to grind their teeth in irritation, Mosaic then shouts:

"All you ever do is doubt me and ridicule me! You've been doing this shit for years and I'm fucking tired of it!'

>Scoffing, Hyperia then shouts back:


"Maybe if you weren't such a timid little bitch then I wouldn't need to push you further!"

>Hyperia's emotions then activate - massively ramping up her power. With surprising speed, she then punches Mosaic in the helmet - sending a reverberation of force powerful enough to shatter normal bone. Mosaic takes the punch easily - which surprises Hyperia.


"…….Stronger than I thoug-"

>Before Hyperia can respond, Mosaic punches her in the gut - creating even more force - enough to shatter steel into pieces.


"Gyah!"

>Hyperia keels over in mid-air, actually feeling pain for the first time in a very long time.


"…..Well….then…."

>As she quickly regains her composure, she narrows her eyes behind her domino mask as she states:


"…..Maybe you're not such a pushover after all."

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>>1361
>Mosaic then remains hovering in mid-air. Looking over at his sister carefully, he watches as she still brings a hand to her chest - panting slightly.

"….You know what your problem is, Phoebe?"

>Hyperia looks up at Mosaic, daggers in her eyes as she says:


"That I didn't toss you around hard enough in the past?"

>Mosaic remains entirely still, as he states:


"You don't have any friends, and you don't have anyone who actually likes you for who you are. It's just the same stupid tough girl act with you all this time."

>Hyperia then rushes towards Mosaic with superhuman speeds, her emotions charging up her strength as well….


"Ngghhh!"

>Mosaic stops her punch with his fist - open flat out as Hyperia's hand breaks after contact with it. Stunned, she then falls back a few feet, wincing in pain.


"…..Damnit. Will you just shut up with your psychoanalyzing?!"

>Hyperia then tries to attack Mosaic again, only for Mosaic to hold out his hand once more. With a single hand, he parries all of her strikes without so much as moving another body part. While this is happening, he continues speaking:


"You need to let this go - now. You may have been able to strong arm everyone else into falling in line - but not me."

>Before Hyperia can respond - Mosaic palm strikes her in the face - sending them both hurtling down towards the houses below. In record time - they then reach the very hole they came out from.


"Ngghhh!"

>Hyperia is punching Mosaic in the helmet the entire time - only to find him not even flinching. As they reach the floor of the kitchen - it repairs itself behind them as they both land, without causing any damage.

 No.1363

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>>1362
>Getting up quickly, Hyperia turns around, still attempting to fight her triplet sibling.

"Shut the fuck up! Just stay….still!"

>Effortlessly weaving through the flurry of punches, Mosaic then grabs Hyperia and flips her onto the island counter in the middle of the kitchen. As Hyperia coughs - she feels a sharp pain in her abdomen.


>Still grabbing hold of Hyperia's arm with both of his - Mosaic then says:


"I can break it like a twig - just like you did to Jake in fifth grade. Just like you do to everyone who so much as looks at you the wrong way."

>Now finally falling silent, Hyperia then turns her head away, gritting her teeth. Tears start falling down her cheeks as she shouts:


"She's not a fucking good person! She's a God damned liar like the rest of her family! Fuck her!"

>Still holding onto both of Hyperia's arms - Mosaic raises his head, staring at the damage to the kitchen. He then states a single word:


"Exsarcio."

>Immediately upon speaking the incantation - the entirety of the kitchen begins rapidly repairing itself. As it remotely reconstructs itself, the kitchen begins to look pristine once more, as Mosaic finally lets go of Hyperia's arm.


"That reaction is exactly what Hiyuki expects from us, and now I can see why."

>Grimacing, Hyperia slowly picks herself up from the kitchen counter as she lands on her feet. Still holding her abdomen as it begins rapidly healing - she winces before muttering:


"…..You're just like dad. Too trusting - and look where that got him?"

>Mosaic holds his hands out to his sides in a "look at this place" gesture.


"….It got him us, didn't it? His trust in people is how he met mom - and how she agreed to have us, despite the obvious."

>Silent, Hyperia then grimaces and winces once more, before taking a deep breath and sighing.


"…..It's not her fault. I can admit that. Her mom is still a massive piece of shit - but maybe Hiyuki herself isn't the same. Fine."

>Wincing again as she slowly moves around the island counter, Hyperia jabs a finger at Mosaic, stating:


"…..But if she tries anything that so much as puts Dad, Jonah, Kira, Mom, Jason or you in danger?"

>Hyperia then marches right up to Mosaic's helmet, staring at him through the lens and into his eyes as she speaks:


"If she does anything that even remotely seems hostile in her intent? Then I will personally throw her into the Sun - along with her mother."

>Turning around, Hyperia then walks out of the room, saying behind her:


"Your call how that deal goes. I don't care either way."

>Mosaic is then left in the room alone - sighing as he crosses his arms.


"…..Why can't anything in my life be simple? Honestly?"


[The End]



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