I should have known that this wasn't a subtle enough way to tell the message, but I do know that Joshua Bacterium is an idiot. I also should have known that this would not be without consequence - at least I get to see Karol again.
"You are still writing - why are you not bowing and scraping? My power should affect you - no male can resist. So what are you?", Karol desires to understand, she can not see it, but she can read it, she can read my- ouch ok ok I'll carry on, I get it you are a strong woman.
"I am the author ok? And that's sort of requiring I keep writing. And it is a quite important to me ok? And I think that's worth denying you to turn this into your propaganda.", I honestly answer. "Was that about Chaol real?", Karol seems quite concerned about her impending death from being - burnt out - ouch ouch OK no more puns.
I wipe some of my blood off my face. "It's a problem to you, but I got the perfect uh. solution. I mean it. Don't punch me again please.", I plead and Karol lowers her fists.
"In fact I know you have overtaken MiniLoft, it should be clear what to do now. Exchange your - rather... good looking body - for a - it was a compliment ok?! -for a toaster one. You could be the most powerful toaster that has ever... been. Immortal and all - this time for real.", I watch Karol frown.
"I need to be mobile, I need to be powerful, if I can not defend my KZ then all life is also not needed. Your solution is not enough.", she complains.
"That- might seem, xcuse my mansplaining, BUT I got the uhm perfect idea. There is much more to MiniLoft, especially as you are host to Chaol, modifying the toasters to your needs will be quite easy. It's the KZ - women can do tech better than men right?", I ask diplomatically. "I'll get back to you. If it turns out you lied... your massorkistic tendecies will not be enough.", she was already gone when I wrote this. I am pretty sure I got away with enough - man to be beaten again... that was quite an experience. You still reading Joshua?
You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.
Karol had begun with the construction of her new body. Already she could feel the power waning, the initial flame of power had left her, now she was smouldering on the last fuel.
Taking on her fission form, she selected a particular green symbol and started the magical work of cobbling different electronical and toastertechnical things together, she infused her soul into the materials and as last thing, she added the convenient stone embedded in her head. As soon the stone had left her head, the aging body had turned into grey dust.
A minute passed.
The screens flickered to life and a jingle could be heard. The first human had risen and become pseudomachine.
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She would have to improvise if she wanted to channel either matriarchy or patriarchy now, fission or fusion might come more easy. But as the technician Karol said - do not look where we are now, look where we will be in the future.
What a time to be alive.