I'll let you all work it out on your own for now. If you need for me anything, and I do mean anything, don't hesitate to ask. You can find me in the hangar working on ORTA. So close to making the dual system... Eat, clear your heads, and go from there, come talk to me when your all ready to go.
AN: To all players, at this juncture you can talk to others players, figure out new abilities, and clear up anything from back home. When your ready to move on to Descent Point: GN1936, you can say so IC, PM me here on SV or say so on Discord. Now, onto to an Interlude.
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The plane was still and the water that rested placidly against his feet rested peacefully. His head was bowed as he waited for his instructions.
"Meyer has turned his back to us, as expected."
"Should I levy my armies to eliminate him and our opposition?"
"No PRIDE, focus on your duties for now, but inform the others that we have interlopers, fools that would stand in the way of my glorious light. One more thing, tell Wrath she is to be reassigned to Wygol and Gluttony is take her place."
"Understood my Lady." The man said as he rose and faced his superior. She was and was not what one would think of when they thought of a goddess. Her features were attractive but not overly so. Her hair and eyes were a common shade of brown, her skin was a common peach tone, and her was fit enough to neither attract nor detract from her appearance. In any other situation she was a woman that would find it child's play to blend into the crowd. There only two things that stood out were her green robe that hung from her or more specifically, the way the robe seemed to be crafted from the very light stemmed from the other noteworthy aspect of her. In a vertical line that sat before her right eye, was a thin stream of light that seemed to be every color of the rainbow at once. From that light came everything, from her power to their continued existences after their worlds had levied fools and philistines against them. At such a thought, he reflexively rubbed the sides of his neck in response to a phantom. That being the feeling of a broken sword swung against his neck by that damned Barbarian.
"He should have died on the Tree Of Woe like he was meant to." He thought to himself before falling through the realms of time and space until he came to the place he was assigned to.
Descent Point: Variable Point - LL - Number Not Found
Pride quickly looked at the various slats and papers that littered his personal study. Most of it were taxes and tithes that were to be paid to his institutions. There were some missives from the Endtrails regarding a certain family though.
"Fireseed." he thought as he read the barely legible handwriting. "I will have to deal with them at a later date."
Signing off on a few forms, and directing one his lesser priests to handle its implementation, he began to close his study down. No light would enter or escape the now darkened room and sitting before the empty space, he called out to the darkness.
"I will call this meeting into order."
There was silence for several moments until Pride heard the tell tale sign of footsteps. He turned to look at the first of many, the man who come to embody Envy.
"You called?" He asked with obvious disdain. I will wait until the rest are assembled." Pride stated.
And so from the darkness. Wrath came next, bringing with her the feeling of a everlasting winter, then Lust bringing with him smell of metal and oil. Next in flash of light came Greed. She looked at the others with a coy smile. Finally, with a forbidding sense of dread, came the skeletal form of Gluttony.
Pride began to address them one by one starting with Envy. "How fares your efforts?"
"The challenge was almost laughable. This 'First Order' is so keen on establishing their dominance that they don't care who pledges loyalty to. Alterations to their existing technological base as proceeding on track and the acquisition of ancient lore and devices are ahead of schedule."
"Have you faced any complications for your superiors?"
"Minor issues, they exhibit similar issues as the recruiters. Too blinded by their own self importance to realize the serpents in their midst."
At that, Pride smiled and reverently touched the pendent that hung from his neck. It depicted two serpents fused as one and facing each other. "Excellent." He began "Keep to your current schedule, and ensure that the battles between them and the resistance last as long as possible. Wrath, how goes your efforts?"
"Proceeding with some complications. The demon summoner in D.C. has increased tensions between normal humans and actives. While this may lead to eventual war, it also means that I must move with greater caution. Not only that, but I've been spied upon, most likely by that old sorcerer."
"Yessss... about that, it seems that Meyer has turned his back on his. It is no great loss but it still bears some consideration."
"HE WAS NEVER ONE TO PAY US MUCH MIND." Gluttony stated simply.
"True my dear. Meyer was more concerned with his dearly departed than us. Speaking of which, you will be taking Wrath's place while she begins to lay the ground work at Wygol. Wrath, take Gluttony with you and show her what she needs to know before the testing of this... newer Peace Cannon model."
"Yes Pride." Wrath assented before gesturing for Gluttony to follow her.
"Oh Gluttony. Please restrain yourself like you used to when you were Queen. We need some discretion until they realize the capabilities of war with the Shagahod designs that Wrath has begun to provide."
Gluttony refused to answer, instead she loomed over Wrath as she followed after her.
"Lust. How goes your designs?"
At this, the man named Lust slowly smiled before speaking. "All these cowboys and cowgirls were so oppressed by they're 'Lords' they were just waiting for a release, so I gave it to them. Now the whole word is eating itself and the so called heroes!" He shouts the last part before throwing his arms wide. "Don't know how to handle to inner desires of their subjects. There's a beauty in the destruction they cause. I give this world a few months before it's so war torn that extraction will both be simple and huge. And then... we move on, plenty of planets that are same there. It'll be easy pickings."
"Any issues?" Pride asked unfazed by his subordinates exuberance.
Lust shrugged before responding. "Not many but there is that AI. It's halting some of our more lucrative moves but we're... subverting it. Slowly, but we'll get it to the beauty of destruction."
"Continue on Lust." And with that, Lust faded into the darkness. With that, only Greed and Pride were left.
"Anything to report?" Pride asked simply.
Greed smiled and simply. "The flow of Amrita has been bountiful, and our future of Gold is step closer to completion." She stated and begun to turn away.
"And why is that?" Pride asked.
Greed turned and stated. "I've been working under War... Cadia has fallen and no one knows what to make of our forces."
Descent Point: WW2012 - CUI - Beijing
The city was burning in the moonlight and memories of now ancient battles filled his mind with memories both cherished and hated. He watched as his forces finished executing the ranking officials. Not the generals though, he wanted to use them for his own purposes, their tactics, their cruelty. One of his more simplistic soldiers forced a uniformed woman down to her knees in front of another similarly dressed man, a man currently devoid of his head. She stared at the corpse for sometime before silently moving her mouth in various. He recognized the silent scream as easily as he would anything else. Still, that man was too dangerous to afford his life and too dependent on his poisoned power to be of true use. She, on other hand... He dismounted from his horse and directed his corpse soldier to drag the woman up. Inspecting her, his eyes noticed the symbol on her uniform.
"You are number two yes?"
She did not respond.
"Do you know why I did this?"
She continued her silence.
"I did not do this out of an old hatred. Nor did I do this for those lost in the Islands' collapse. A man's life is fifty years. A blink in the eye of the cosmos..."
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She stared at the object of her desire that hung silently in the air for some time after Pride departed from her sight. It was only after she heard another set of footsteps approach that she averted her gaze.
"My lady." Her second greeted as he dropped to a kneel.
"By what name should I refer to you today?"
"Elan." He stated simply.
"Rise Elan and tell me the reason for your visit."
The man smiled before flecks of darkness danced across his eyes and a black portal deposited something onto the still lake.
"Is that...? Interesting and Useful. Thank you Elan."
"My Pleasure my lady."
