Crazy stuff.
Allow me to quote:
"After a domestic dispute with his wife, Wilma, Fred Flintstone decided he was fed up with their prior communications system, the "Stegophone." A Stegophone is a typical-looking telephone, except that it uses a baby stegosaurus to place intracelluar calls along pterodactyl-hung lines."

This is not to be confused with the OTHER telephone system, because of course they have more than one, which uses a hollow horn connected by twine to... A rock.

Tech be crazy here, yo.

//PS: That video link has a clip at 0:47 showing the traffic light Monkeysaurus.
 
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Allow me to quote:
"After a domestic dispute with his wife, Wilma, Fred Flintstone decided he was fed up with their prior communications system, the "Stegophone." A Stegophone is a typical-looking telephone, except that it uses a baby stegosaurus to place intracelluar calls along pterodactyl-hung lines."

This is not to be confused with the OTHER telephone system, because of course they have more than one, which uses a hollow horn connected by twine to... A rock.

Tech be crazy here, yo.

//PS: That video link has a clip at 0:47 showing the traffic light Monkeysaurus.
...In my day, script writers and artists were allowed to be imaginative, creative and discuss social issues without conforming to a idealogical manifesto of some form'

'that's crazy Gramps. Didn't the Cancel Cops come to get them?'

'There were no Cancel Cops back then. If you did something to hurt other people and were caught, you were put in jail. If you were really bad they put you down like we do to animals that attack people; things were safer then, because people were cautious of the concequences of doing things'

'How come the people who got hurt didn't get sent to shame-center to learn how everyone has to be aware that the people that hurt them had bad childhoods and we need to understand them, gramps? Why isn't Fred being sent to shame-center after yelling at Wilma?'

'Wilma will fix him herself. People took responsibility for their actions back then. See?'

'Wow, Wilma got him good. She's a strong woman. But I don't think we are allowed to watch something so violent, Gramps? And why don't they show what Wilma and Betty do together? Or Fred and Barney?'

'Ah well, back then they thought that sort of thing was private...'

'um...that's against the law, Gramps. Culture Monitor Jones at school says everyone must display their love so everyone can benefit. I don't think we should watch this anymore...'

'<sigh> alright gandson. Never mind, an old man being nostalgic...'
 
Worst part is... that's not the joke that some seem to think it is. The rate things are going... fifteen, twenty years tops... and that'll be reality.
 
You've made your bedrock, now sleep in it!
Pebbles bounced her son Chip on her hip. "Shh sweetie, I'm almost done!" Where was that slate!? Oh! On the wrong side of her desk, why WOULDN'T she have misplaced it!? Good, that's everything.

Her little champion sniffled but stayed strong. Unlike his twin sister Roxy, who had inherited her father's insane self reliance and strength, Chip had more of her side of the family… Boisterous, with powerful emotions and a bubbling personality!

Until he had to separate from mommy. "Now let's go see your dad and sister, make sure that strange John fellow is feeling better." If not, she'd have to let Bamm-Bamm keep an eye on him while she ran off to not miss her meetings.

His tiny face pouted. "An."

Aww!

Bouncing her little darling on her hip, she easily held the stone data slates in her other arm as she walked back to the front room. "Between you and me Chip? Going this long without SOMETHING smashing or banging around in the background? I think my little girl and Bamm-Bamm are up to something!"

Chip just clutched her clothing as she chuckled, moving into the other room… Which, pleasantly enough, WASN'T smashed or crumbling. Her little girl was being so good today! "Bamm-Bamm, my darling Roxy! How's our patient doing?"

The massive mountain of her man shifted to one side, their adorable and overpowered daughter casually held in one arm… Oh, there John was! Looks like he was just waking up from a light nap. It was always a bit tricky to see around her husband. "Thank goodness you're up! You gave me a bit of a scare earlier."

Absently shifting Chip to her other hip so he could better see his sister, she checked the nearest sundial. Still some time left. "Do you still feel woozy? Nauseous? Any aches or pains?"

John winced, and nodded. "My new Body is so adaptable and efficient it is converting anything I come in close contact with into something like cultivation resources."

…What? She felt so lost… "I'm sorry?"

He waved her off. "I'll be fine, now that I know of the issue I can set up some protocols to just store all that excess power away for me and the others so we don't start tripping balls… *COUGH* I mean, so we don't have bad side effects from simply taking a bath or eating supper. Just, you know, it all caught me off guard."

No, that didn't explain anything, or at least it didn't feel like it. "I'm sorry, what do you mean?"

The young man blinked, and then smacked his head. "Doi, new people, new place… Sorry, let me try and rephrase all of that: I've got a hold of the things making me go all loopy and absent minded, but I haven't FIXED myself yet, you know? I may say odd stuff or forget to explain things for… I don't know, another day or two maybe."

He then pointed at his chest. "This Body you see, my physical self? I made it recently and it is experimental… Stuff like that ALWAYS has a few quirks and issues to work out, and that's BEFORE we bring coming from so far away into a new place into the mixture."

…So his rocks were a bit loose. Well, she had plenty of 'eccentric' clients, friends and even family too… Who was she to judge? "That's very nice. Honey, if he starts frothing at the mouth or having some sort of seizure, please take him to the hospital, alright?"

Her man held up a massive hand, their daughter giggling as she casually clung to the limb like a monkeysaur. "Will do!"

John himself shrugged. "I mean, sure? Though it would probably be easier to just get a new Body than attempt to fix one up. Breaking something or getting sick takes AGES to recover from otherwise, even with these new avatars! I mean, who wants to wait half a day to rebuild a skeletal structure!? It's just impractical!"

Well, at least the kids enjoyed her guest's silly antics. "You mentioned your sister? And others? Can we contact them and…" Get you into their medical care… "Let them know you are alright?"

He shrugged. "I'm keeping them in my Pocket for now, until I work out all the issues with us going a bit loopy from being rained on or eating a sandwich."

…Either his family was VERY small or his 'sister' was a pet rock or something.

Considering that orphans were not exactly uncommon (Even her husband had initially been raised in the wild by mammoths), it was best to not ask right now. "Right… Well, for my own peace of mind, could you rest here with my husband watching over you until you feel 100% back to normal?"

The idea of him wandering out and just being lost to the wilds was horrific.

Thankfully the boy seemed easy going. "No problimo! Besides, until I fix my own issues just walking around and smelling delicious food might push my sanity a bit. There's this sort of primordial energy that imbues everything around here, enhancing Concepts that align with fundamental principles and… Uh. Anyway, yeah! I don't mind hanging around for a while!"

…Would he really be alright, even with her family here watching over him?

Glancing at the sundial… Unfortunately, her time had basically run out. "Chip sweetie, go hug your dada and sister for a little bit, alright?" She'd have to book it a bit, but she wouldn't be late.

Chip grumbled. "Nn!"

Daww. NO! No time left! "Please? For mommie?"

Thankfully, her husband swept in. "THERE'S my little Chip! Come give daddy a hug!"

Their daughter, still hanging from her husband's arm without a care in the world as she swung about, babbled happily as her son blinked a bit confused at the sudden change… And she was free! "Thanks Bamm-Bamm, you alright handling this mess I threw us into?"

He chuckled as one kid began to climb up his arm and the other was cradled in a palm. "Let me handle this little amount of lifting, Pebbles. Now get! I know you've been preparing for this pitch for a while now."

Right, the time was now… Yeah, she could do this!

Giving him a quick kiss, she was off! "Wish me luck!"

~~~Pocket System~~~

John watched the woman nearly skip out of the office holding hundreds of pounds of stone rock with various details chiseled upon them as if it was styrofoam.

And she WASN'T the one with superstrength.

No, that was her husband and her baby.

Holy CRAP were people strong in this Realm! "So this is Chip then?"

The cute little tyke was distracted by his father bouncing him in his hand. "Yep! Charleston Frederick 'Chip' Rubble-Flintstone, future little genius and brother to this little powerhouse…"

[["Aww, look how adorable those two are! John, quick: Tell him that those little ones are SO cute!"]] [["Jessica, our Lord is currently adjusting his new Body to prevent…"]] [["But she's right! Look how cute they are! Master, we need to have ALL the babies."]] [["SISTER! SHH! You'll scare our Lord away!"]] [["Girls, shh! John, please? Sigh, it's so frustrating being stuck in here while you modify everything."]] [["But the GOOD kind of frustration… Mmm, Master in one of those animal skins sounds N̢̟͎̦i̧̱̞c̢̙͖e̱͔̜̥̞͢…"]]

John held back a wince, watching while Roxy had managed to use her insane grip strength to climb up to her father's head. The fact that the man could ignore thousands of pounds of force 'tugging' his hair was impressive… And she DID seem quite happy to stay up there. "You have adorable children."

[["So could we!"]] [["SISTER!"]] [["Temptation, please… And thank you, John."]]

Sigh, at least his enhanced Body didn't easily have issues like headaches… Though it wasn't clear how it would stand up to the physique related abilities of the locals.

After all, it was a bit odd that the young baby girl could likely punch out a minor angel or demon or whatever… This place apparently built people rock tough by default.

Bamm-Bamm's smile was almost as massive as he was. "Yeah, I'm pretty blessed… Although I'm glad your eyes stopped glowing before my wife brought Chip over. It was a bit eerie honestly."

Hang on! "My eyes did WHAT now?" System, log that! In fact, start recording self imagery for further analysis!

[[Confirmed.]]

Bamm-Bamm nodded as he wrangled his kids. "Yeah, and your body parts were shifting color and shape and… Doesn't matter, I won't pester you about it all. Long story short? I've got some crazy family and some even MORE crazy inlaws, so I've seen all sorts of stuff over the years."

John blinked as the man rumbled. "Anyway, while she'll likely be fine with that sort of thing later on… Well, it's a bit much to throw on my wife just before a huge presentation, you know? So I'm glad you were able to play it all off as some sort of 'strange loony guy' thing just now."

Huh. "Just so we are clear, I haven't dropped back into insanity for a few centuries now… Not since I escaped and was born back in my sister's Realm. I'm doing MUCH better these days, even with a new Body that uncontrollably attempts to mutate into stronger forms by absorbing the raw potential of being a 'rock' in a Primordial world."

He got a thumbs up! "Perfect! Just uh… Keep that kind of thing up if she shows back here having forgotten something. And maybe try to prevent your hair and stuff from glowing, at least until this afternoon. Alright? She's pitching a HUGE advertising campaign, been working on it for months now."

Aww crap biscuits. "My hair's changing too!?" Give a FULL diagnostic about where all this ambient energy is leaking from!

[[Confirmed. Generating schematics for Body energy containment degradation predictions.]]

Sheesh! Making a new form from scratch wasn't supposed to be THIS hard, he had done it easily enough in Steve's Realm just using random Wheat and Grass Essence! Borg organics were freaking crazy!

[["Wait, you weren't trying to turn your body into a heavy metal concert?"]] [["Oh dear, maybe one of my defensive units is conflicting with the adaptation routines in the…"]] [["Hey sis, don't be a nerd! Master, I've got ALL the special effects you'll {{USER 'Temptation' disconnected.}}]]

…Everything alright in there?

His sister just chuckled. [["Yeah, those two are just having a sibling bonding moment. Meanwhile, here's a quick summary of the changes Grace has been logging while we were in here… I think she was just trying to watch you secretly or something, but it will probably give you a good list of things to check out to fix your whole glowing thing."]]

Ooh! Yeah, that would help a LOT! "Excuse me while I zone out a bit, Bamm-Bamm. I've got some things to cross reference, but then I'm almost SURE I'll be able to drink water without losing my sanity!"

The man stabilized his wandering daughter but still managed to give John a thumbs up! "Sounds great! Will it also stop the… You know, the glowing flashing colors thing with your fingernails?"

The WHAT now!?

Ahem. "Yes. Yes it will."

Now where the hell was THIS energy leaking from!?

~~~Pocket System~~~

Roxy liked glow man, but da bestest! Climb the dada! Hehehe! Higher! Even higher! The topest!

Oh noes! The arms! Dodge, she must dodge the… "Aren't YOU energetic today! Come, play with your brother for a bit. You know how Chip gets when mother has to work. Yes John, that looks MUCH better with the…"

Noo! She must escape! She must climb! Dada, you must release… Oh, hi! It was her brother!

Her brother pulled her into a hug, but she was slow because she might hurt him. Da taught her that she only go fast with bad people. And her brother warm, even if he was wet sometimes.

But that was okay, because she was wet sometimes too!

Next time she'd climb together! Brother and Roxy, to the top of the dada! Hehehe! "Ga!"

Then everything went dark as snuggly blanket covered everything, but she still had be slow 'cause brother hugging and it was warm… She still wanted to climb… But very warm…

Moving slowly, she allowed them both to be wrapped up in a blanket, their faces exposed as her father carefully held them in his enormous arm… And slowly rocked them both… And…

Zzz.
 
Once Roxy is older and recalls the glowing man she will probably invent a new form of rocking art.
She will probably call it.... Dadaismn. *rimshot*
 
Will this be the first time that John's interacting with kids when he's not a kid himself?

I'm sure that'll be an odd experience for him to adapt to. Adorable as they are, he has enough trouble communicating with adults, let alone safely entertaining the curiosity of smaller people.

Though I suppose he could always just start glowing in various colours to mesmerize them instead.
 
So, will John gain a infant pen pals? Children are mentally flexible enough if one person is not there but still can do things.

Just to confirm? Flintstone tech. Is the area going to advance with Minecraft stuff?

What plants can be grown that he may take with them in a greenhouse?
 
How are jumps planned?
@theaceoffire, I'm curious how far ahead the jumps are planned with these stories. Is it a long plan with universes and their order largely set or do you adapt as you go and find a universe that would be fun to write?
I'm mostly just keep track of where they end up and try to nudge them away from the most horrible options.

For example the Star Trek universe is horrific for people just casually traveling through. There's multiple species that are near God level or higher, there's so much lore that you can accidentally cause a war incidentally by eating the wrong sandwich in the incorrect restaurant! Plus there's secrets spy agencies for every species including the federation, and even time police! They have their own version of the multiverse and time loops and paradox Cascades and reality rewriting and worse...

This particular version of the Realm was one of the few that John could actually visit without major consequences, ones that would alter the rest of the story in a pretty significant way. Most of them negative.

Thankfully the concerns are much less significant for The Flintstones options. Oh it's an odd place, with reality bending rules and setups, but it's fairly safe to visit and connects to a lot of other places that are mostly in the right direction. The few higher level entities like Santa and others have minor interactions or are satisfied with just watching things occur.

That being said, the commercials about Fred Flintstone yelling at Barney to let go of his Pebbles makes a lot more sense when you realize that Barney's son ended up marrying his daughter, Pebbles. No father likes to see his daughter grow up.
 
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So~ what you're saying is "Plan? What's plan? Do you eat it? It sounds like a food item. I bet you eat it. No I don't make food out of my story locations."
 
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Stabilizing influences.
John ignored the cute sleeping babies being cradled by the mountain sized man as he felt the movement of the air itself a bit too much. "Yeah, just a little longer I think."

Bamm-Bamm sighed, as he moved to one of the larger thrones/chairs to rest in nearby. "Well, as long as you think you'll be alright then. You stopped shifting shapes and colors though, at least! That's good, yes?"

Hopefully. "Yep! So… Going to focus now, if I zone out that will be fine."

Do it.

[[Cutting the majority of simulation processes, reducing HOST Body to near-standby state, enabling advanced analyzation tools suite, initiating scans.]]

Right, what was the best way to handle all this then?

Injecting this raw energy into ANY of his resources was unwise. It would alter the balances in unexpected ways, cause issues when traveling, so on and so forth. Similar issue with imbuing it directly into the cells or Body itself.

So, basic storage?

John focused as the power that he was slowly directing began to focus into one spot…

His Pocket.

The power wriggled and argued and tried to twist and bind and collapse, but eventually…

[[Redirection routine established, assigning oversight task to unit 803253827321.]]

There we go! Fully automated power diversion!

Didn't quite feel like a Concept or Magic either, this was more thin and light then those two… For now, John was just going to label that growing solidified chunk of power as 'Primordial Aura' until some better name came along.

It permeated everywhere here… With the density of empowerment varying with the material it interacted with. Thin in the air, thick in the ground, it interacted with ALL this stuff in odd ways according to some unseen, unknown rule set.

John examined the new glowing and growing rock with caution… That should be large enough for stable partitioning.

Begin the safety testing routines.

[[Confirmed. Analyzing sample portion PA.0001, routine list commencing.]]

There, that should do it. By the end of all those tests, many portions of this material would be destructively analyzed… But based on the rate at which the initial sample was still GROWING that wouldn't be an issue.

After some basic experimentation and safety confirmations, THEN they could test how stable this stuff was after it built up into more considerable amounts. Some stuff looked fine and normal, but build up enough to be a bowling ball and BAM: Reality fractures.

Best to check that sort of stuff early and prevent issues.

"And now you've gone gray."

What? "I'm sorry?"

Bamm-Bamm pointed at John's chest. "You went from blinking bright lights to basically black and white and grayscale. If you were aiming for 'normal', you missed it."

Huh!? "Oh for, you mean I REQUIRE some of this stupid raw power just to LOOK normal!? That's just unfair!"

The bigger man shrugged at John's annoyance. "I mean, it's not a bad look if you want to stick with it… But uh, my wife WILL notice when the 'sick boy' she's trying to help turns into a cave drawing."

John waved that off. "It's fine, I can fix it… I just need to alter the protocols from 'Shift ALL the power' towards more of a flow rate control style mechanism…"

Enough power to make his body and outfit still have color, NOT enough energy to exponentially enhance his very core into something beyond the Realm itself, a bit more to ensure he didn't lose grip on local forces like static resistance and gravity and stuff… "Did that do it?"

Bamm-Bamm hummed. "Hair's still off, but your skin looks fine now. Maybe a bit pale."

That's because John didn't spend all day working in a world with a Primordial empowered Sun, giving god-like bronze tans to all the peoples. Mostly.

The hair issue was more complicated, because dead material like hair needed a different energy redirection rate than the REST of his Body.

He paused, reviewing the data more closely… And wanted to curse. "This might take longer than I expected."

Every individual cell needed INDIVIDUAL energy redirection settings, based on material density and distance to the surface of the Body and interaction degrees with local materials and…

This was going to be frustrating. Heck, it already WAS frustrating!

So much for the easy way of 'Shove all power and energy absorbed into my Pocket'... NOW he had to custom design a module to monitor and redirect excess Resources provided to individual microns or Soul whisps based on some rolling baseline to closely match the locals!

That was ANNOYING!

Whatever, just get it done. Grace could adjust the module after some prototype was established for her to work with, Temptation could scan how locals handled the mess and make sure he was able to fake the final results without accidently cultivating himself beyond godhood due to spending too much time in the bath…

…Crud, John was going to have to study how locals wasted all this incredible potential and raw power, wasn't he?

This… This was going to be an ongoing issue, wasn't it?

Fine.

Might as well make ANOTHER set of modules, just to study how locals 'correctly' 'waste' power too, if for no other reason than to better let the girls emulate the effects of that mess.

Not that John was willing to just LET raw power like this go, even if he wasn't going to use it.

After all, that's what excess junk was for: Putting it in your Pocket!

Happily humming, John got to work adjusting things that didn't exist here to handle materials and energies that were ignored by everyone who was locally submerged in this mess.

So he had to establish a few extra modules… It shouldn't be that hard!

~~~Pocket System~~~

Bamm-Bamm rocked his babies as he watched the strange man flicker and flare, colors shifting and fading and blooming like some sort of art exhibit.

It was strangely soothing to watch, even if it was clear his frustration at the entire exercise wasn't small.

The boy perked up! "FIXED IT!"

Then his hair poofed up to a massive size, began to sparkle, and something unseen started to whistle.

Um. "Are you sure that…?"

John grinned as he stood up from the couch, missing how parts of the thing were now melted and bent in impossible ways. "Yep! 100% fixed, job done, yes!"

The whistling got slightly louder as the hairdo began shifting colors, albeit at a much slower pace.

Bamm-Bamm watched as John began to wilt. "Alright, uh… Maybe not COMPLETELY done. One second."

The boy bit his own thumb, his hair deflated, the whistling stopped, and now he was gray again.

With a sigh, he slumped back down into the mostly destroyed couch. "This uh… This might take a few tries actually. How uh… How long until Pebbles get's back?"

Hmm. Glancing at the nearest sundial, Bamm-Bamm thought a bit… "If things go poorly, a couple of hours or so. If they go WELL, she may end up doing a few unscheduled meetups and all that mess."

Even in the worst case scenario his wife had a tendency to get partial deals and networking done, which was part of why she had been so wildly successful on the advertising scene despite being so new at it. "This is mainly why me and the little ones meet up here in her office in the mornings, before I wander back over to my shop to repair stuff. Chip likes to nap in the back and my little helper Roxy here loves to play with the spare rock Wheels and stuff when I'm fixing up the cars."

John blinked as his clothing slowly started to shift colors. "Oh? She's that busy?"

He shrugged. "Advertising is her passion, and we support it. Besides, she always makes time for me and the kids at home… If we have to meet up at odd hours to help her stay on schedule it's a small enough ask. You should have a good part of the afternoon to try and get all of uh… THAT, under control."

John grinned! "That's PLENTY of time!"

His nose turned purple.

His grin winced. "That's probably plenty of time…"

Well, good luck then. "While you are learning to get all that under control, is the damage going to get much worse? The couch isn't much of an issue, me and my little girl accidentally break furniture every other day anyway, but if you start melting the floor or something that will be a hassle to fix."

John froze, glancing at the destroyed couch he was half melted through, and then sighed. "I can replace that… And uh, hopefully not? I'm like, 80% sure I've got this in the bag already!"

Bamm-Bamm gave him a look, and he winced. "50% sure… Maybe 30%."

Yeah, that seemed about right. "Let's head off to my garage then, I've got spare parts you can sit on without destroying anything important and Pebbles can stop by later if I chisel a note."

The boy nodded and attempted to stand… And couldn't.

Sigh. "You stuck?"

John coughed. "Maybe."

Hmm. "If I pull you out of that, will it burn my hand?"

The kid looked DISTURBINGLY unsure. "...No?"

Yeah, very convincing. "Just stay still, I'll get you out."

It would be easy enough to just lift the couch fragments directly and shatter them to free the boy instead of risking his arm melting or something equally as horrific. Not like he hadn't busted up a few dozen couches this month anyway, they had a budget for this.

~~~Pocket System~~~

Grace hummed. "Save that setting, it will make my color match perfectly!"

[[Confirmed.]]

Her sister huffed through the Pocket connection. [["It's unfair that you get to be pure white just by storing away all the ambient energy! It's not like Master turns solid black if he absorbs it all!"]]

She continued modifying the protocols that John was designing on the fly. "Well, maybe he does, but we can't risk it. Our new forms will be strong enough as it is without directly enhancing it with Primordial Aura… Just use the standard customization so your skin pigments match your design."

Temptation huffed! [["But YOU just have to switch a safety setting and your whole WARDROBE goes white! That is so unfair!"]]

Heh. No, avoid pride! Calm: Be calm. "Sometimes we get lucky… Our Lord works in mysterious ways."

Jessica snorted. [["I guarantee you that NONE of this was planned by my brother. Though I'm a little confused about why the effects are so drastic in this place…"]]

Grace pulled up the data. "Half due to the very optimized and enhanced Body, some due to our Pocket Security Protocol enhancements, the rest caused by the ambient energy of this Realm. Primordial Aura is almost a field of inert energy, one that grows in power the less it does… Effectively it makes anything that has age or History connected to it more sturdy in a Conceptual sense."

Inertia was the key point here… The whole, 'An object at rest stays at rest' but exemplified to ridiculous levels.

If something is closer to its Primordial Roots, here in this place? Then it is, by default, MORE.

More durable, more powerful, more effective…

Just more in general.

It interacted oddly with some of the subtle energies that John used unconsciously, because on a fundamental level a good portion of John was timeless…

And an Entity that has existed nowhere for uncountable time frames synchronized FAR TOO WELL with this Primordial enhancement effect.

Even the detriments of having a brand new Body were not enough to offset how compatible John was to this Inertia related energy aura, as seen with his very foundation nearly exploding in color and power and potential with every breath of air and sip of water.

She continued to monitor John's attempts to handle this entire mess, even as she made minor modifications and adjustments to help him along the way… Because this was interesting stuff right here.

Even if it all wasn't really needed for anyone but her Lord in the end.

From what she could tell? Her sister and Jessica should not have the same issues, if any, that John was undergoing right now due to differing circumstances.

After all: Jessica hadn't even been alive for a thousand years yet! And both Temptation and herself were biologically newly designed on a Mind, Body, and Soul level… Especially now that they were no longer directly tied to the Legends that helped give them form.

So THEY wouldn't have this odd resonance with ambient energies or the issues related to it… Not here.

But it was best to help her Lord handle the entire mess NOW, while this was still the case.

After all, LATER adventures might visit a Realm where Angels or Demons had specific enhancements or curses or ambient effects caused by the environment… So a little extra work now could save a LOT of headaches later in life.

…The Fact that it let her spend more time working alongside her Lord himself while he struggled to fix it all was just a lucky side note really. A minor perk honestly.

[["...Are you ogling his units again, sis?"]]

EEP! "I'M NOT DROOLING!" Wipe any visual logs of unit Grace over the last hour! NOW!

[[Confirmed.]]

No one saw ANYTHING!
 
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