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crimsonblade) wrote2037-07-04 02:58 pm
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But to compare this to some military command failure was a rather poor comparison. It was on a whole other scale than any military. They didn't even know this guy existed, up until recently, and he certainly didn't pass down orders..... they'd only gained knowledge in a way he hadn't expected.]
Our goals hadn't changed. We needed to stop the executioners, so we made our way to Sphere Corporation, a company that developed the program for our galaxy. [It still felt weird to say, and it probably showed from his thin lipped expression. He didn't like talking about it, for all he'd accepted it and was giving her a calm report of everything.] Blair promised us a program that would eliminate the executioners, because her and a team of programmers we met had accepted that we weren't just a simulation, but an entire other reality they didn't want to see destroyed.
But they seemed like just about the only employees that agreed, and the company owner still wanted us dead. We managed to escape with the uninstaller that would remove the executioners from our world, but...
It didn't work. The Owner had anticipated what we'd do and had made a program that would only activate when the uninstaller was used, creating even more powerful monsters than the Executioners and Enforcers we'd seen before. [Smaller, but far more deadly....] But it did leave us a clue to figure out what to do next. Blair told us the program had left traces to follow it back to the source, where the Owner himself was in the Eternal Sphere. We needed to convince him to uninstall the program himself.
[Not that talking had worked, either.]
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So, there were allies there but not enough to really see us safe until we spoke to this owner, am I correct? I doubt he wanted to negotiate with those he deemed inferior.
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...Yeah, that hadn't gone well.]
Turns out, the route to enter his workspace was on Elicoor II. But we needed a special object, what Blair called an 'intervention device' to access it. They can look like just about anything, but they're all powerful objects if you know how to use them..... The closest one to us was a small, silver orb. [He figures Nel knows what he's talking about.]
...The sacred orb of Aquaria. [He grimaces. They'd already caused Aquaria so much trouble.... By now they probably had more than enough of a troublemaking reputation on Elicoor.] I really hope we got that back to the Queen ok.
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[They wouldn't ever know now, but it likely wasn't going to be an issue ever again, either.]
Sophia used the sacred orb to access the Owner's Workspace for us. When we found him.... [He felt bad for Blair. None of them had known how personally she was involved.] The Owner Luther didn't want to listen to us or his sister Blair. We had to fight. But after we thought he was down for the count, he still managed to input the deletion command... for the whole of the Eternal Sphere. Everything started fading from existence.
[That sinking, black nothing. No sensation, no senses. Not even his body had existed, for a moment. Only his consciousness. It was an undeniable fact that for a moment, Luther had nearly ended them all.
It was one sensation he wouldn't be forgetting for the rest of his life.]
But something happened. Our awareness remained. I can't explain it very well, but.... we all just woke up alive, whole and aware like nothing had happened. Whatever Luther did, it didn't work. He might have created our universe, but there's something about us beyond him now. He couldn't destroy it or us.
[They'd grown past what Luther created. Evolved, maybe. That was the whole reason Luther had wanted to destroy them all, right....?
Maybe they'd created their own reality, one Luther couldn't destroy.
His tone is unshakably certain.] We exist. I know it's hard to explain, but.... I'm sure of it. Absolutely sure of it.
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And it gave her a rip-roaring headache. And that certainly felt real enough.]
I'm not sure what you want me to say to that, Fayt. You say that it happens in my future, as if there's no other way for things to go than the way you've lived through.
[She held up a hand, preemptively, to keep him from saying anything while she spoke her muddled thoughts aloud.]
You're not the type of person to exaggerate or make claims that you can't back up—a detail that I'm grateful for—but you'll have to forgive me when I say that it's going to take a while for all of this to sink in.