"This process would not be an issue, had there been a similar Obsulyte signature being used, however, with enough flow of time, your generation, the Golden Generation, almost always comes with a unique signature for every person, unlike the species-specific signatures of the Animalia roster that was infused with humans back then, which hardly means that different results could be obtained otherwise. The side effects, besides visual, will depend on the mix of Obsulyte received. Keep in mind, some might be more favorable than hindering. However, I would suggest you put panic aside, since Ana is at the very least, alive! However again, I would also suggest that, because of unfolding events surrounding the rise of people with similar conditions and the unrest of those around them that she is to be careful with her new body!"

"Just...great."

A long wait of an hour flew by, Lass simply sitting beside Anya as she seemed to still be unconscious, looking at the horizon above as it turned bright orange, signifying the start of the day. The book itself, not wanting to disturb them, waited with him, knowing and seeing that Lass wasn't but gradually got back to the right state of mind as he simply waited.

"Any ideas on why she is still knocked out?" Lass finally spoke again.

"Alcohol was indeed traced in her system when I was performing this transferring, so combined with stress, unrest and shock, additionally counting the concussion she received, it's likely that she is just resting after being healed."

"Hmm...Ok." Lass relaxed further, "What kind of magical bullshit are you, by the way."

"Magic? Oh, no, don't flatter me! I'm Omnicodexualiry, or Omni, for short! I'm a Gate!"

"What?"

"Yeap, a Gate! The Gate Of Knowledge! I am alive due to my Obsulyte signature being reignited by Ana, who is now my master! Turns out that we have a lot in common with her! I am alive due to material frequencies caused by Obsulyte matter, giving me sentience after I was separated from my old master, who I can no longer sense if they're alive...but! I know I was trapped for quite a while because of it, and I need to get up to date with all that humanity has discovered!"

"So you're updating now?"

"Precisely! Anything written in digital or physical form in this world or another reality that I'm in is automatically transferred to me. Whenever you need to look something up, simply opening me despite my few pages will get you to what you need to know! In fact, since I was locked up for thousands of years in there, I just learned about technology right now! Wow, humans have gone such a long way...anyways, allow me to do this!" it flew towards Anya.

Controlling her phone via its psychic-looking abilities, Omni, dragged it out of her pocket. Much like Lass's summoned weapon, Omni started to crumble and fade away, all of the matter that it once was being gathered and inserted into her phone. A small spark happened around the phone's perimeter before it started to shift and bend to its will, changing into a somewhat better, enhanced version of it. That same phone then flew back in front of Lass, it going automatically to a cranked-up voice setting.

"Ta-da! Adaptability throughout the ages! This phone's Sairi is no more, as I retired her prematurely! I am now fully downloaded and able to jump from device to device in a file or material form! I even downloaded myself in an app form, no data or Wi-Fi needed to be used!"

Lass simply stared at the flying, talking phone, then at a furry Anya and then back at the flying, talking phone, "I know we're in the 3000s...but you know what? This is just...this is. I'll just leave it at that. 'This is'. That's the caption of the day. 'This is'."

"I understand that things might be moving too fast for you, but it happens once every millennia, when humanity learns and discovers things at an accelerated rate, so no worries! At least be happy you now found another Gate, a very helpful one might I add, and that Ana, my master, is alive and...Somewhat well! Although I suppose that you will have a lot of explaining to do, since when she wakes up, there will be a lot of fear and surprises for her!"

Lass looked back at Anya, "Hmm...I don't care, honestly. She can become a cardboard box for all I care but...it's still Anya. If I can drive that point home at her, we'll be fine. I've been looking at her transformation for a while now...it'll get me more time to get used to it, for sure, however, that doesn't mean I won't be treating her like Anya. She's a moron who got me into trouble twice and I'm lost between whether she's actually smart with what she does or an airhead. But when it came down to pulling me out of the dark...she didn't back down. And neither will I."

"Absolutely! She loves you a lot too, you know! She writes everything down in her phone's diary, and there are a lot of things said about you there! My biggest wish is that she gets you to like alcohol so that she gets to take you out for a night of clubbing!"

"Yeah, yeah, relax. I am close to her after seeing her being beaten until bleeding by me, getting shot and then pummeled near death. You kind of get close to someone when going through events like this, like it or not. Not like I was pumped up to go up to her and start talking anyway."

"There's that signature stoicism and sarcasm she fell in love with too! She loves that too, that rule-defying attitude of yours, so rebellious!"

"Uh, no. Rules are meant to be followed, and as far as 'rebellious' goes, I've been through that phase already. In fact...there was that one time that I painted my hair-uh, forget that. Anyways don't treat me like a fantasy-built, one-sided character. There's just my zero bullshit tolerance and the rest is my character. Hell, I seriously think normal humans would act that way to begin with unless they're sellouts or keep that goody-two-shoes attitude that I despise. Everyone gets annoyed, and everyone gets sad, let's not turn this into a solo-lane experience, even if only in her fantasy novel of a diary. If I'm so straightforward, then I struggle to understand whatever she is."

"Yet despite your 'zero bs tolerance', you still chose to tag along and frolic. Ah the duality of man, split down two different paths! You could have easily resisted those childish provocations, or denied coming to the Corostan National Treasury when you lost that card game she bragged about in her diary! For someone who is all about quotas, scheduling and planning everything methodically, you sure love a little bit of sidetracking, much like everyone! Even during a mission such as playing third-party ambassadors sent by the last monarchy in the world!"

Lass briefly paused, struggling to think of any sort of logical answer to go along with it, "No comment."

Just then, from her transformation and hours-long sleep after her fight and drinking, Anya started to turn around, along with the sun's rise. She moved her massive body around, her claws scratching against the rocky floor's surface and her now big muzzle making it impossible for her to get her face stuck in the ground.

Anya grunted softly as the sun interrupted her sleep, "Hgnh...My head hurts. What the hell happened? I got a hangover?"

Lass exhaled deeply, "Hoo...ok. This will be a tough one." he prepared himself to break the news.

Anya slowly got herself into a sitting position, "Big guy! We're alive, right?" she almost instantly woke up.

"Alive and somewhat well. Glad to see you're ok. Man, you wake up fast from your sleeping state."

"Part of the reason I don't need my coffee in the morning. Maybe should get you some though, you look beat." she softly punched Lass in the shoulder, "Eh?", she looked at her arm.

"Morning, master!" Omni happily said.

"Oh. Oh no." Lass realized that time was up way faster than it should be.

Anya jolted up and started touching and feeling all around her body, almost completely ignoring her flying, talking phone telling her good morning. A total of two minutes passed of her feeling around, making frantic movements as if she had a bug crawling around her, not being quite able to understand what was going on.

"Master, here!" Omni switched on the phone's camera for Anya to see herself.

"Wait, let me explain to her-" Lass couldn't stop it in time.

Anya looked at her phone, "Ha...HAAAAAA!"

An hours-long session of intense starting and stopping of screaming followed, alternating between long bursts and short yelps, tears rolling down Anya's face as she struggled extremely hard to differentiate reality from a dream, pinching and punching herself in a psychotic frenzy, Lass following behind her every step to minimize the damage done to her by herself. She punched rocks and then looked at her hands, she stomped the ground and looked at her deformed legs...nothing was stopping her from raining havoc, as she looked back at Lass.

"What the fuck did you do to me?! What did you do?!" her voice cracked as tears rolled down her face.

"Ana, you were bleeding to death, I-I couldn't lose you! The corrupted Obsulyte and my different signature, I tried with that one shot that was given to me to prevent this!"

"Save who?! Look at me! No, this isn't a dream...and you didn't save me! Look at me! Look! Does this look like 'me' to you?!"

"Please...sorry. But you...you were dying." he pleaded.

"Then let me die already! Instead of becoming this, this...this furry monster! Why?! Is that how you get your kicks?! You sick bastard!"

Lass got angry at her instead, replying with rage, "Hey, shut it! I just wanted to save you, so whether you like it or not, I took this route to make sure!"

"You...you! You're just like my dad!" Anya began crying, "Screw you! Why didn't you push me away completely?! Why did you hurt me again...why?!" she sniffed as she talked with utmost pain in her voice, "Just stop hurting me!"

"Master, you

He approached her, "Stop it, you're in over your head!" he extended his hand.

Instinctively, Anya almost immediately stopped crying and stepped back twice. She brought her hands on her head, cowering to the side as she stopped her tantrum, almost as if she had turned into a full of fear, a small child that held its tears and voice inside, afraid that the grave consequences that would follow could be pain equal to the current one but tenfold.

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"Please...just go and leave me alone." she pleaded, "If you don't want to be my friend anymore or didn't want to begin with...go. Just don't hurt me anymore." she dropped down as she had no more tears to shed.

"Ana, I'm with you on this one, I swear. I told you, you were dying from the titan thing. The slate you somehow grabbed and protected while the golem was destroyed, it was a Gate that then helped me to do this...to save you.", he kept a normal tone of voice throughout, not speaking softly or harshly, almost as if he was making casual talk.

"Your life matters all too much, master! You're too wonderful to die."

"I haven't seen my sisters for years...I separated myself from them because I blamed them for not standing up for me and even ignoring what I went through to have a good life. If I were to ever see them again now...how would I see them? How would they see me? Lass, what am I?"

"Far as I'm aware, you sound exactly the same and that to me is already a win of its own. When I had you dying right next to me, after barely making it out alive and all that, I was seriously afraid that I wasn't going to hear you again. No matter what you think or whether or not you're telling me to go away, I won't. You've been here for me, so I will most definitely be here for you."

"I'm a stupid, childish drunk. All I wanted was that same 'love potion' everyone knew the demons had here. All I did this for was to get you to get it on with Risa. There. I said it. That's what all this bullshit happened for. That's why we almost died, why you were dragged into this, why I turned into a freak of nature. A furry monstrosity."

"Ah...the substance that increased the reproduction needs and birth rate of demon demi-humans after consumed, to replenish numbers after war campaigns. It's impractical, but a smart idea nonetheless, master." Omni complimented her.

"Maybe we could've gotten it, but still I...I'm just not ready for it yet. But despite that, I still can't bring myself away from any of you. Call it dependence, but after a long, stale while of being with myself, after what happened then and now, I don't want to love anyone just yet, before I make sure that all is well with the world and you guys."

"I know. Like I know what you see Risa as. You'd make a cute couple but...I remember everything you told me down in that corridor. Maybe I am just projecting myself onto you...foolish."

"Ana. What happened? I don't want to wait any longer to find out that thing about you. What you hid from me...not in a month or 10 years. Please, just let me help you."

Anya struggled for minutes after, being consumed by silence as her lips trembled to say the truth about herself, afraid as she always was to get not herself closer to others, but others close to herself, by telling them exactly what her past comprised of, until the point of success she was at today. Still, an exception she had long waited for, not just a drinking buddy at a bar or her girlfriends going out, was standing before her. One that didn't just comfort her at her time of need, but joined her in order to solve the plaguing issue, standing right by her despite her wrongful pleas for distance.

"When I was young, I wanted to be the leader of a massive organization of people that would save lives, or prepare others to save lives, during times when the world was in the shit again, with wars and everything. My mom supported me, so did my sisters...but then, one day, mom left, for some reason. I don't know why. She was just...gone. I don't even know if she is alive or not. My dad then, still seeing me dream about it with all the superhero cartoons, anime and BetterVid videos and the documentaries I saw and everything that had to do with organizations saving lives, police or firefighters and stuff...he told me that if I wanted to accomplish that dream, that he would help me. If I took over the company, I could fund my dream on my own accord and do it not with him writing me off a paycheck, but with my own value and work put into it. Every single day after I accepted that...studying. I could barely see my friends, I was building my body, my mind and my presence in the business world...and when I wanted to lay off when I was tired of everything and yelled or cried...he would stop me. My dad would...he would stop me. There wasn't any of that allowed. There was...none of that. And when he was done, he always spoke so softly at me. He wanted me to be the best and do this for my own good...I'm scared of my dad. And at one point, I hated my family, as I did my friends. I lied to you...I didn't just move. When I saw my friend all injured in the hospital...dad opened my eyes to how awful the group I'd been hanging out with was. I agreed to go away to Reingard instead, avoiding them all. And I took all of my family with me, my sisters until I hated them too. I don't know why I hated them, I really don't. Maybe I really am...a bad person. Don't say that I'm not. Because that's just bias."

Lass stood there briefly and took all of that information in, being increasingly angry at the details he obtained, before giving his answer back at her, "Objectively speaking, you're obviously not a bad person. But you made an awful bunch of bad choices. Today's included, but that also doesn't matter as well. We will get through this like we always do. Not like we haven't done this before."

Yet another pause came between them, as Anya still tried to take in all that had happened. Slowly but surely, with persistence before the sun was fully up in a sweet, clear sky morning, she came more and more to terms with a situation she accepted to be a problem, with Lass supporting her until no more doubt faced her mind until she herself admitted to calmness being a measure with which to think for a possible solution. It was that small talk that Lass would've hated having with anyone else than his friends that saved her in the end, less so but equal to his presence and shoulder to lean on as well, having her ease her mind as she calmed down from her stress and fear in the end, as well as also ease her way into the circumstances.

Anya somewhat reminisced on Lass's words, "Lass, I was afraid up until you came at Reingard and snapped me out of it. I don't know how you do it, but you do...you almost make me feel like I'm making up for my past mistakes when my fear got the best of me. Even now, I'm afraid of what I've become. This...thing."

Lass stood by her, kneeling back against the rocky wall with his arms folded, "Screw it, you're a furry now. Your plot armor thickens with more fur. I won't humor the situation too much, because although you're calm now, I'll tell you this, it'll take some time to get re-used to it."

"Same with me. Freaking out...what is that going to do to fix this?" Anya relaxed as she looked at both her hands, big and sturdy with claws at the end, "I'll bounce back to being 'me' as far as feelings go after this heavy talking and experiencing. But...still."

"Master, might I add, there's a bunch of people suffering from your condition right now!" Omni jumped in as it patiently waited for them to finish.

"Hmm? What?"

"Yeap! Indeed! Demi-humans who went with their feral forms, and the incidents keep increasing, specifically around Reingard, and a bunch of secret research going on to help them medically, from what I can see being written down in the devices of medical experts!"

"Ok, cool but...what are you, again?" Anya just realized about the magic, talking phone.

"I'm Omnico-", it got interrupted.

"Just call the thing Omni. It's like the annoying kid in the class that knows everything, except this one actually knows everything. It started off as a book, now downloaded to your phone and it's stuck with you. Yeah, that's a Gate by the way. The slate held the book in it, which was the Gate Of Knowledge. So you're stuck with this thing. Also, it knows everything typed down on a computer or written on paper in any world it's in. Fun things, I suppose. What you do with it, that's your call, because it'll apparently only answer either to you or matters concerning you and your life, since it's locked with the same Obsulyte signature as yours.", Lass quickly explained.

"So you helped do this to me?"

"Yes, master! I saved you!"

Anya sighed, "That you actually did. Hey, Lass, how did you actually kill the titan though?"

"I didn't...someone else did it, and then attacked us again. In one hit, she annihilated it."

"What? Who the hell could do that?"

"It's her. The character from my nightmares. I don't know quite who she is, but...she's brutal. And very, very dangerous."

"Nothing more that you know about someone so powerful?"

"I wish I did, but no. What more can I know for someone who just instantly kills me in my dreams all the time? The only thing that's for sure is the fact that if you do underestimate her, based on what someone also told me about her...you will die. She's truly, horrifically strong."

"That's another thing to worry about then. Great. Anything else?"

"Well...this." Lass showed her the broken chainsaw blade.

"Great, no more weapons too." she softly exhaled.

"No worries master, check this out!"

Omni began to transfer material Obsulyte again, this time through the weapon, not only gradually fixing it back up, but enhancing it and increasing its size, better matching with Anya's enlarged body. A somewhat more robust, bigger version of the previous weapon remained after, as she picked it up to find that it was not just a better fit, but a better feel than even before her transformation.

"Ok, that is indeed helpful. Can you do more than this as well?" Anya wondered.

"I'm afraid that I can only control Obsulyte and Obsulyte alone, master...certain functions, despite the wide range of things Obsulyte can control, are locked behind the now lost Gate Of Matter!"

"Regardless, that's actually quite useful, kind of like how Terna can use Obsulyte to control the elements." Lass acknowledged.

"Had to have some limits, right? Despite that, big guy, I can honestly say that this might be one of the most, if not the most useful Gates to get. Information is all that this world is about. With this, we can always be one step ahead of practically everyone."

"Umm, actually... there are limits to my information, master. I can't really know everything at once, rather than fetch the information you specifically requested of me at that time! Even then, without written form of some kind, I can sometimes come up short as well...knowledge is power, but even power must have its limits!"

"Fair tradeoff, I suppose. Especially since if I have a target, they'll most likely not be entirely communicating mouth to mouth."

"Encrypted languages or other dialects might cause an issue as well. Militarily wise, where I'm most interested considering the mess we're in, you won't exactly have casual texts sent over, rather than some random shit that only makes sense if they teach you exactly what it means and how to decipher it.", Lass thought.

"True with that as well. Let me settle in this new...thing, or body of mine first. I'll start messing with this thing after, see what it can and can't do after." Anya nodded.

"Master, I can catch you up to speed with everything later too! Just like I did to your friend here, with your diary!"

"What?!" Anya jolted.

"What? He needed to know how much you loved him as your friend, of course! Woah!" it got grabbed by Anya.

"Here's the deal you lil' shit. You will keep your mouth shut about any personal information of mine, or anyone else, and become the ultimate search engine, period. You turned me into a freaking monster, you're not doxing me on top of that, got it?!" she angrily said.

"S-Sorry master! I'll do better!" it pleaded.

"I told you it talked more than it really should." Lass shrugged.

"Alright then. As your 'master' then, since you like that word, here's my first order of business. You will not talk, fly out of my pocket or do anything that I tell you not to or until I'm unable to tell you what to do. Got it!"

Without a single word after, a sorry Omni flew right back into Anya's pocket, her rubbing her forehead as she picked all of the stuff up, trying to relax from the knowledge of having even a part of her personal diary.

"Nothing too embarrassing, don't worry. Plus I wasn't going to say anything to anyone if it was or wasn't, regardless." Lass reassured her.

"I'll be honest, I have way more pressing manners than whatever fanfiction novel my diary turned out to be." she showed her body.

"At the end of the day, we obtained a Gate, and are alive. That's good enough for now anyways." Lass got off the wall and fixed his sheath, ready to head out.

"I guess so...hey, big guy."

"What?"

"What I said about us being drafted and everything...this is very much it. We do have a mission inside a war, don't we?"

"I would say so...for what, I don't really know. But every place we pass from, I get more and more eerie ideas coming to mind."

"Then...with this body or not, I don't care. I'll fight in it, especially now that we got something that can lend us the upper hand. Thanks for returning the favor I did to you, and sticking by my side...after everything I did, with how careless I was, I wasn't expecting you to do so. Especially with that shitty idea of mine."

"Eye for an eye doesn't really make my world go blind, because I'll always return the favor to you, especially you. And even then, we don't need to keep count. Just...let's make sure that not just us, but everyone, is safe by the end of this. Sounds right?"

"More than it.", Anya softly chuckled.

"Well, let's get going. Far as I'm aware, the others are looking for us and Yuno probably snitched on us with my memories already, so that'll be fun to explain with our side of the story.", Lass somewhat annoyingly said, growing somewhat tired of having his memories viewed by Yuno.

"Yeah, especially when I'm transformed like this, soaked in blood and you're just being soaked in blood, some of which is also my blood you got while probably dragging me out of there."

"And...Risa." Lass feared for the worst.

"Yeah, don't we ever learn to avoid that," Anya sarcastically said.

"Ah, shit..." they both said as they mentally prepared themselves for the same old scolding they would get.