"What is there to fame, when there is nothing left to gain."
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Skill List:
Kanji (lv0): Energy: Electricity, Thermal.
1. Infuse/Absorb
2. Energy travel
Claire (lv0): Creation.
1. Create (Slots: 5)
Inventory: Black cloak, crossbow, crossbow bolts, ammo pouch, fanfics.
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As the radiant sun ascends over a magnificent, resolute nation.
America stands as a beacon of liberty, bearing arms and totally normal healthcare.
Upon the eastern seaboard, a majestic gathering of bald eagles soars skyward, heralding the dawn's golden embrace.
Wait...What the fuck is that?
A shadowy figure emerges in the sky, dispersing a flock of birds in alarm.
Look, a bird! A plane? Wait, it's merely—
Some douchbag with sunglasses.
What? You were expecting someone to be in bed?
Not this guy. He got things to do and places to be.
Indeed, with an impressive legion of 20 million avid subscribers and followers, he reigns as a renowned Twitchnet streamer and Youtoober virtuoso, captivating audiences far and wide.
This charismatic figure is a true ally to his friends and a relentless adversary to his foes. He unites his fanbase to confront and protect the vulnerable from street bullies, all under the guise of justice—or perhaps a morally justifiable excuse to engage in combat.
His accomplishments are numerous, including clinching a gold medal in skateboarding at the previous year's Olympics—a sport now recognized on the global stage.
As an accomplished gamer, he once played on the renowned esports team "Dragons" in the first-person shooter game "Overshot." Despite his eventual ousting due to his role in a controversial cultural movement, he remains an influential figure.
His rise to fame is attributed to his unwaveringly cool demeanor, even in the face of infuriating games or situations. So laid-back that he often appears perpetually high.
His personal philosophy resonates with many,
"Why would one waste their time raging about their problems, if one could waste their time solving it or just don't give a shit."
Effortlessly, he performs a kickflip onto a rail, followed by a flip off the end, landing with finesse and poise.
?? "Nailed it. 8 out of 8."
|His stream chat goes wild with Poggers and Pogchamps|
?? "Yo wassup, boys. Today is a big fucking day! I have a surprise coming, but we have to wait, bros."
|Chat spams Pausechamp|
?? "My homies are going come here to New York, my dudes. It's gonna be lit as hell."
|Chat spams Kap and Pepelaughs|
??: "Nah for real, I ain't kidding. I do have friends, you know! How about this?! If my friends don't show up, I will gift 10k subs."
|Chat spams EZ followed by -10000|
He glides onward, arriving at a vast, deserted warehouse before venturing within.
The interior exudes an air of darkness and mystery, the atmosphere tinged with an eerie chill.
?? "This is a fucking perfect stage, man!"
Retrieving an iron bat from his gray backpack, he takes a powerful swing at the windows. Divine rays of sunlight pierce the darkness, illuminating the once-shadowed interior.
|His chat is flooded with WutFace emotes, some are followed by the text "MY EYES!!!"|
?? "Chat, lmao we were just outside."
With a confident smirk, he frames his fingers at the entrance, peering into the seemingly impenetrable darkness that lies beyond.
?? "Perfect."
Venturing into the shadows, he pivots to face the entrance.
?? "Now we wait boys."
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AN "Kanji. Claire. Wake up!"
Emerging from a cozy nest of plush blankets and candy wrappers, the enamored pair awakens to greet the day together.
Kanji/Claire "Yes!"
They quickly rise to their feet.
AN: "I think you both should get going. You guys had enough... Ummm... "Me" time."
Kanji "Fine."
Claire "Okie Doki."
Today, Claire sports a sweater featuring an endearing rubber hose-style illustration of herself and Kanji. Seeing it, Kanji can't help but break into a smile.
As Claire gathers an assortment of items into her backpack and fumbles to change her skirt, Kanji respectfully averts his gaze, concentrating on packing his own belongings.
Soon after, the duo departs from Claire's abode, embarking on their next adventure.
Claire "Shouldn't we take a shower first Kaney?"
Kanji "No, we have to be on our toes from now on. I feel like the enemy is close by."
Claire "You're so serious lol."
With a discreet grin, she deftly taps away on her phone, composing a secret note.
Claire "So how are we are going to get to "Mr sunglasses"."
Claire giggles, mocking this certain individual.
Kanji "I think we will get to him by plane this time."
Claire "This time? Wait, How did you get to France the first time?!"
Ka: "I turned myself into air, but you shouldn't worry about that Claire. We should be more worried about how that guy will greet us. You know what he's like, remember that Clown incident. "
Claire "Please. DEAR GOD NO! Everyone is still recovering from that trauma. I still remember the way that one clown fit into the other one. I...I gonna vomit."
On the verge of acting on her impulse, she is fortuitously interrupted by AN.
AN "Kanji. Why don't you just travel by your teleporter?"
Kanji "Sorry, AN. But I don't want to be seen using my own invention. Trust me, we would be flooded with reporters for hours."
In unison, they reach a consensus and confidently stride toward the nearest airport, eager to embark.
Kanji "Anyway, I like to spend one question for today AN."
AN "Sure. Go ahead."
Kanji "Are all the aspect wielders the same age?"
AN "No. They are not. Some of the previous wielders have huge age differences...Like 10 years difference. Why did you ask?"
Kanji "Umm...because all my friends are the same age."
AN "Ha, that's just a weird coincidence. Although, I did remember a rumor that says wielders of the same age are more bonded."
Claire "Awwwww. That's so sweeeet!"
Kanji "That's actually nice to hear AN. Even if it's just a rumor."
AN "You're welcome. Anyway, you should develop a new ability. As you said before, conflict could happen at any time."
Kanji "I already have an idea for mine, but there's no point in revealing it now."
Claire "I'm just gonna reserve mine for an emergency, ANTY."
AN "You gave me a nickname... that sounds nice I guess."
Claire "Yeah! It sort of sounds like my aunty. The way you always worry about us reminds me of my aunt. May her soul rest in peace."
AN "Oh. Now I don't feel comfortable."
Claire "Don't worry, I doubt she would mind. She was a kind lady."
Kanji "That's quite wholesome, maybe you can tell us more about her later, Claire. For now, let's go back to what you said before. That was actually not a bad idea, I'll just keep my skills and adapt them to certain situations."
Claire offers an affectionate hug before playfully skipping ahead of Kanji.
Claire "The last one to the airport is a rotten egg."
Kanji "Wait, slow down Claire! That's not fair!"
Kanji dashes after Claire, their spirited pursuit culminating at the airport.
Leveraging Kanji's influence, they secure first-class seats on a swift aircraft, setting off from Corsica. The tranquil journey is lengthy, and they spend most of it in peaceful slumber.
... In the blink of an eye, they touch down in the United States of America—specifically, New York. The land of the free greets them with a cacophony of traffic, the bustling soundscape overwhelming their unaccustomed ears, particularly for those who had never ventured beyond their homeland.
Claire "What should we go now?!"
Kanji "I believe, he asked us to go to Dock 69!"
Claire "Seriously, 69! That silly perve lol!"
Seeking respite from the urban clamor, they hop into a nearby taxi. The driver lady inquires about their desired destination. They reply, "Dock 69".
Thus commences another arduous journey, as they navigate towards their second destination with anticipation.
Kanji "... I swear if he is setting us up for a wild goose chase, I will make sunglasses illegal in the US."
He raises one of his red cards.
Claire "Kaney, at least we are finally here. What's next?"
They exit the taxi and Kanji secretly tips the driver.
Kanji "I think he said to look for... a... Sign... Oh. My. God."
Kanji's gaze falls upon a large billboard, marred by the distasteful message: "Yo, dudes. Get Ur ASSES to this place." An amateurish photo of a warehouse, along with its address, is haphazardly taped to the billboard's lower right corner.
He can't help but facepalm in response.
Kanji "Oh, fucking hell!"
Claire "Hey, Kaney. Look!"
Claire gestures towards a warehouse situated at the terminus of a nearby road, drawing their attention to the looming structure.
Kanji "Heh, at least he had the mercy of choosing somewhere near."
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Together, Kanji and Claire draw near the aged warehouse. As they gaze into the entrance, an impenetrable shroud of darkness conceals the vast expanse beyond their sight.
?? "WELCOME TO MY CRIP, DUDES!!"
A voice reverberates throughout the structure, and a striking young man materializes from obscurity.
He sports dark brown hair, swept from one side to the other, cascading down the back of his head. His demeanor and posture exude a casual, nonchalant air.
His attire consists of sunglasses, an unbuttoned blue Hawaiian shirt, gray shorts, black flip-flops, and a red t-shirt adorned with the provocative image of an upraised middle finger.
Kanji "Dave, you look like the living embodiment of the word "Bro". Either that or the word "Asshole"."
Claire "Yeah, Dave. I expected you to have baggy pants or something."
Dave "Okay, first of all. Respect the drip, bro. Secondly, my real name is David Icarus. But you guys can have the privilege of calling me "Dave" anyway."
Kanji "Icarus? Are you half-Greek?"
Dave "Yes, on my mum's side. But on the big picture, shouldn't you guys be surprised?! I'm a famous streamer, dudes. I mean, I'm actually shocked that I'm friends with motherfuckin' Einstein over here."
|His chat spams 5head and Pogs|
David...no...Dave looks at Kanji. He is rubbing his chin, thinking to himself.
Kanji "Wait a second. Holy shit! You're that bastard who leads the Meme-based Economy movement."
Claire "The what now?"
Dave "Aw-man, of all the things I did. That's what you recognize me by. Bruh."
Kanji "Well, I don't really watch streams or videos for that matter. I only play games, watch movies, anime, or invent things."
Dave "Jesus. You're such a boomer dude, but I'm not surprised omega lul. Don't worry! I'll teach you the ways of modern entertainment and with you on my side, my movement would skyrocket. TO THE MOON!!!"
Kanji is reluctant to respond. But since Dave is technically his best friend.
Kanji "Fine, sure."
Kanji ~sighs~
Dave "Yes! I'll go over the details later, my dude."
|Dave's chat goes wild with EZ and Pepestonks|
AN "Hello, Mr. David."
Dave "Whoa! Who da fuck?! Was that a guy or a girl?!"
|Chat spams ??????? as they don't know what he is talking about|
Kanji "Dave, meet AN. We need to discuss something in private. I suggest you block your recording drone."
Dave acknowledges Kanji with a nod, then proceeds to drape a damp towel over the drone, masking its presence.
Dave "Sorry bros, you got cucked lmao."
|His chat spams Dansgame followed by Let us hear!|
Dave "Tell me the down-low brother.."
Kanji takes a deep breath.
Kanji "AN is an alien, a special one at that which is why AN's voice is the way it is. AN needs our help to defeat an alien overlord. All of us are chosen as wielders of aspects, giving us superpowers. The journey will be long and dangerous, and it is your choice if you want to join or not."
Dave "Dude. That sounds fucking sick! There is no fucking way I'm turning that shit down! I'm in, man!"
AN "Do you need an explanation of how your powers work, David?"
Dave "You can call me Dave by the way."
AN "Ok, Dave. Do you want an explanation?"
AN "Sure, AN bro. But you probably gonna explain it in some 5head way, right? Can you like dumb it to my level? Maybe do it like a video game?"
AN ~sigh~
AN "Sure. But first, let's see what aspect you carry."
AN deftly rotates the ancient relic, causing an intricate array of shapes and contorted forms to emit a rejuvenating red hue.
AN "You are |_| The Aspect of Form |_|. A person that has been chosen because of a life-long achievement of preserving one's personality."
Dave coughs.
Dave "... Gamer style please."
AN "You were always cool and never changed."
He tips his sunglasses.
Dave "Nice. Continue."
AN "You are currently lv0, you can get a level by breaking crystals. Each level increases your range. You can only affect yourself or an item you're holding in the first level. Items leaving your grasp will quickly return to normal."
"Your aspect can change the shape and form of objects and even creatures only if their willpower is weaker than yours. Also, your aspect follows the one skill per day rule."
Dave "Alright, got it! This is enough for my monkey brain to understand, my dude."
He strolls back towards his drone and carefully removes the concealing towel.
|Chat is furious with a bunch of raging emotes like (HyperDansgame, Cmonbruh, Peeporage, Davemalding....)|
Dave "Yo, chill dudes. I'll explain."
|Chat is now filled with Widepeepoglad|
Dave "Anyway, Kanji here has invited me to be part of an augmented reality series where we fight aliens and shit."
|Chat releases all the Pog emotes|
Kanji whispers to Dave.
Kanji ["What are you doing?"]
Dave ["Don't worry man. People these days barely believe in the supernatural. This lets us not worry about hiding anything and do whatever the fuck we want bro."]
Cl: "Errrrr... guys. Take a look at this."
Claire presents her phone to the group, displaying an array of incoming reports about Kanji and Dave. Reactions vary—some people are dumbfounded, others express concern about potential negative outcomes, but the majority seem to support their friendship.
She turns to them with an imploring, puppy-eyed expression.
Claire "Why am I not mentioned?"
Dave "Because you're an introverted artist who barely even shows yourself to your fans."
Claire "Touche."
AN "Dave. We haven't gotten to your transformation yet. We will start activating your powers."
Dave "Let it rip, AN bro."
AN firmly depresses the artifact.
It channels a powerful current into Dave's left arm, causing it to transform into a series of fluid, geometric shapes.
AN shifts their gaze to the viewing panels, the one under Claire's suddenly illuminated to reveal a vivid display of Dave's altered limb.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Dave gazes upon his newly transfigured arm, tears streaming down his face.
Dave "Kanji may... we.. may... we speak over there a bit."
The two boys walk away in private.
Dave "Dude. DUDE!"
Shaken with emotion, Dave grabs hold of Kanji, his eyes filled with tears of sadness and despair.
Dave "You didn't tell me that I would be losing my goddamn jerking arm for this!"
Kanji "What the fuck?! You stimulate yourself with your left hand."
Overwhelmed, Dave falls to his knees.
Dave "Yes... yes, man. It was... it was my partner."
Although still visibly moved, Dave suddenly rouses from his melancholic state, standing up on his feet once more.
He hoists his left fist triumphantly into the air.
Dave "Welp, My only choice now is the lose my virginity as soon as possible, dude."
Perplexed by Dave's sudden shift, Kanji regards him with a look of utter confusion.
Kanji "Why tho?"
He tilts his sunglasses once more.
Dave "You said this journey is dangerous. Right? Might as well get laid rather than die a virgin."
Kanji regards Claire for a moment, before returning his attention to Dave.
Kanji "You don't mean Claire, do you?"
Dave "Claire. Eww! Hell naw! She is too much of a clumsy dumbass andy. You can have her."
Claire "HEY! You know I can hear you, Dave!"
Dave "Yikes. lmao."
They rejoin back with Claire and Dave's audience.
Kanji "AN. Was there something new that happened after Claire and Dave's awakening?"
AN "Yes, after Claire was awakened, a skills window popped up. It shows all your skills, your limits, and your remaining skill points. You have one and Dave has three skill points. It seems like late wielders have stacked amounts."
"After Dave was awakened, there is now a new button that temporarily buffs a member's skill once per day. According to what it says here at least."
Dave "Nice, we have plot armor lol. This might be unrelated bro but does this power stuff relate to my dreams, dudes?"
AN "Yes, it does. Dave, you are an active dreamer, you probably have dreamt of images that show some kind of importance."
Dave "Naw, AN bro. I know only one image of me fisting myself which honestly haunts me. I would NEVER try to punch myself, bro. So I took shungite pills to block my dreams."
Kanji "Isn't Shungite 98 percent carbon."
Dave "I don't know what they actually put into that shit. All I know is that stuff knocks me out cold man, I don't remember a damn thing."
|Meanwhile his chat spams a mix of GachiHYPER, GachiBASS, and GachiGASM|
Dave "Good one, chat. Anyway, thank you suspiousdweller300 for 10 gifted subs. I appreciate it and he says "Thank you for your location"."
Kanji and Claire sense an ominous presence looming, turning towards the entrance to investigate. A mechanical eye hovers before them, penetrating their very essence. A sudden burst of light envelops them, inducing a slight tingle throughout their bodies.
In the next instant, a group of ten soldiers and six robed figures materialize before them, each bearing a small metal box. As the boxes break open, spherical objects are revealed, surrounded by shattered remnants of the casing.
Some of the orbs form the crossguard of a plasma-bladed sword, while others fuse to the back of the soldiers' hands, coalescing with the shattered metal pieces to form rifles.
Observing the scene unfold, Dave steps forward with his backpack in hand, laying it down before the assemblage.
Dave "Aw shit, it's those guys that are bad at aiming from that one franchise. I'm guessing they're our enemy right?"
Kanji acknowledges Dave with a nod, his grip tightening around his trusty chain.
Dave retrieves an AK-47 from his backpack, brandishing the weapon with fierce determination.
Dave "Eat lead bitches!!"
A hailstorm of bullets rains down upon the warehouse, but they bounce harmlessly off the impenetrable armor of the soldiers.
AN "Dave. Kanji. Infuse your weapons with your aspect, normal weapons won't be able to hurt them."
Dave/Kanji: "Got it!"
Kanji's chain ignites with a crackling current of electricity as he darts to the right, evading the onslaught of gunfire. Five soldiers and the cultists pursue him relentlessly.
Meanwhile, Dave charges headfirst toward the remaining soldiers, wielding his bat with ferocity. The soldiers retaliate with a flurry of plasma shots, narrowly missing Dave as he nimbly dodges, but one blast grazes his right arm.
Undeterred, Dave endures the searing pain and continues his assault. Finally reaching his targets, he swings his bat with a broad stroke, striking one of the soldiers head-on.
A triumphant grin spreads across Dave's face as he reflects upon the concept of "Expand."
David now knows
[1. Expand]
As Dave's bat connects with the soldier, it abruptly expands in size, doubling in length, but still retaining its original momentum. The impact strikes the soldier with incredible force, shattering their armor and sending them hurtling toward another soldier. The impact knocks both soldiers unconscious, rendering them motionless on the ground.
Dave "What?!"
Suddenly, a hulking soldier appears from behind, seizing Dave's shoulders and restraining him in a powerful grip.
Dave "Well shit."
As another soldier advances toward him with a bladed weapon in hand.
Dave weighs his options...
Dave "Think man think!"
An idea suddenly takes hold in Dave's mind, and he swiftly strikes his own torso with a forceful chin strike. The impact triggers a surge of power that courses through his spine, causing it to elongate and become spiked, puncturing the surface of his skin and impaling the hulking soldier that has him restrained. The soldier reels back in pain and collapses to the ground, unable to continue his hold on Dave.
Dave now knows
[2. Spikefication]
Dave grits his teeth against the excruciating pain but maintains his grip on the incapacitated soldier beneath him.
As his elongated spine gradually recedes and returns to its original state, he looks up just in time to see the blade of the soldier descending upon him. This is it, he's done for. But then— Just as the blade is about to strike Dave...
A bolt from a crossbow suddenly pierces the soldier's head, killing them instantly.
Dave turns and to his surprise, he sees that it's Claire, clad in a dark cloak with the hood covering her head.
She looks different, with an intense aura of bloodlust emanating from her, her eyes glowing crimson and her face devoid of any trace of remorse.
Claire "Get up David! The hunt has just begun."
Claire swiftly fires two bolts from her crossbow, aiming at the knees of the remaining soldiers, injuring them and immobilizing their movements.
Dave quickly recovers from his shock and focuses on the task at hand, tightening his grip on his bat. He launches himself toward the injured soldiers with a powerful side swing, striking them both with a brutal force that renders them unconscious.
|His chat goes wild with a bat emoji followed by x3|
Meanwhile, the soldiers and cultists close in on Kanji. He leaps into the air to avoid their barrage of plasma fire. In a stroke of luck, his acrobatics cause three of the cultists to inadvertently take the brunt of the attack.
Seizing the opportunity, Kanji swings his chain at the remaining cultists. To his surprise, they jump and grab onto the chain instead of dodging, electrocuting themselves in the process. However, the sudden weight on his chain throws Kanji off balance, leaving him momentarily exposed and vulnerable from all angles.
Kanji "Shit."
The soldiers seize the opportunity to launch a second round of plasma fire. One of the shots sears right through his left leg, causing him to lose his balance, while another strikes his right arm, shattering its mechanical shell.
Kanji "Fuck! Argh!"
With his leg and arm badly injured, Kanji falls to the ground, his strength fading fast. The soldiers close in around him, their weapons at the ready, preparing to unleash another barrage of plasma fire.
Dave "Damn fuck. I can't get there in time."
Dave watches with concern as Claire slowly approaches the fallen soldiers, her movements deliberate and methodical.
Dave "Claire, what are you doing?! Kanji bro is in danger!"
Claire continues walking, disregarding his presence.
Dave assesses his options and devises a strange idea: picking up a rock and readying himself to throw it.
Dave "I hope this works."
Exerting his full strength, he hurls the rock in the direction of the soldiers.
Dave now knows
[3. Delay (10s)]
The rock hits its target near the soldiers' feet, drawing their attention. They glance down, and one of them retrieves it.
"Seriously, you monkeys expect us to die to some primitive material. Truly, you are pathetic and here I thought the wielders would be much sca-
As the soldier examines the rock, a pincushion of spikes springs forth and impales all five of them.
"-ry."
Dave sprints forward and lifts Kanji up on his shoulders.
Dave "Dude, you are hurt. Like really fucking bad, man."
Kanji coughs up blood.
Kanji "Sto-Stop Claire! Re...move the hood of her cloak. Some...thing's wrong with her."
Kanji collapses onto the ground. With a burst of speed, Dave attempts to prevent Claire from reaching the bodies.
Claire "GET OFF ME!!!"
She pushes herself out of his grasp and aims her crossbow at Dave, who quickly raises his hands in surrender.
|His chat follows him by typing Handsup|
Claire observes a smile spread across his face.
Claire "Why are you smiling?"
Dave "Oh-nothing. Three. Two. One..."
The hood of her cloak falls back, it becomes apparent that he had slipped a rock into it during their earlier struggle, which had now expanded!
Dave "Gotcha dude."
Claire "Gotcha... what? You're being weird Dave."
Dave "Sure. I'M BEING WEIRD. Look at what you did, man."
Claire's gaze darts around in terror.
Claire "Oh no. Oh... no no no NO!"
Overwhelmed with turmoil, Claire curls up into a ball.
Dave "Now is not the time to be dramatic, dude. We can go over this shit later. Kanji is really hurt, man."
In a sudden burst of clarity, Claire shakes off her distress and rushes to Kanji's side.
Claire "Kaney. Are you okay?!"
Dave "Claire bro, he got a huge-ass hole in his left leg."
Spotting the wound, Claire swiftly devises a medical instrument that resembles a syringe, using it to fill the injury.
Kanji "Wow, that feels WAY better."
Claire manifests a new mechanical arm for Kanji.
Kanji "Thanks, Claire. But I think we should let you touch the armor and weapons of these soldiers. It could be very useful for us."
Claire "Okay! Leave it to me!"
Approaching the nearest soldier, Claire examines the weapons they carry.
The orbs appear to be made of transparent glass, enclosing a pair of rapidly spinning wheels with a strange white cube at the center.
The rifle-like weapon is attached to the back of the hand, extending up to the elbow, and is covered with metallic scales. Its handle resembles that of a suitcase and is made of the same metal. The broken rifle barrel protrudes from the back of the middle finger while floating metal bars form the actual barrel.
The sword features a metallic 12-leaf clover crossguard with six metal ant mandibles that hold the orb, similar to prongs on a wedding ring. The handle appears to be made of marble and rubber.
As Claire leans in to touch the weapons, all the bodies suddenly warp one by one.
Dave "Damn dude, I can't believe the enemy actually cuck us out of all our loot. Man, they must've thought ahead. Fucking 5head aliens."
Kanji attempts to rise to his feet but nearly topples over, fortunately, Dave and Claire swiftly steady him by the shoulders.
Kanji "Well, the good news is that we are all alive. Dave before we leave grab an iPad-looking device out of my bag pack."
Dave reaches in and retrieves the device, causing six symbols to illuminate.
Dave "Dude, what do I press?"
Kanji "Press the H icon."
Obeying Kanji's command, Dave activates the device, causing his arm to revert to its original, unaltered state.
Dave "Woah! Dude my arm is back! What the hell?!"
Kanji "It just hides your arm, don't get too excited."
Dave "You gonna do one for your arm bro,"
Kanji "No need, having a mechanical arm is pretty normal these days."
Exiting the warehouse, they make their way to a nearby hotel where they rest. The night passes peacefully, with no signs of enemy activity.
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Far from the confines of Earth, a general eagerly awaits news of his assault. A soldier approaches him, visibly anxious.
"Umm.m.m..m.. Sir... sir. We got news from squad 56."
KARNAT "YES. SO. WHAT HAPPENED?!"
Karnat shouted with anticipation.
"All of them..."
The soldier, drenched in sweat, struggles to move from his position toward Karnat.
"...are dead Sir. And the cultist who knows the identity of the wielders also died along with them."
Overwhelmed by fear, the soldier quickly rolls under a nearby desk.
KARNAT "Dead. Dead... huh. Dead. DEAD. DEAD! DEAD!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! WHAT A BUNCH OF USELESS UNHATCHED LARVAS! THAT'S IT! ACTIVATE ALL THE SEARCHING DEVICES TO THE MAXIMUM! WE MUST FIND AND CULL THE WIELDERS EVEN IF IT'S THE LAST THING WE'LL DO! NO ONE FUCKING INSULTS MY PRIDE!!"
Karnat stomps down from his command deck and approaches the cowering soldier. With little effort, he pulls the soldier out from beneath the desk, locking eyes with him as he does so.
KARNAT "TELL THEM TO PREPARE GOLIATH!"
"Ye-Ye-YES, SIR!"
Karnat releases the soldier, who immediately sprints out of the room.
Karnat then turns his gaze back to Earth.
KARNAT "NEXT TIME. I'LL WIN!"