[To prevent future lives from reading the original, to manipulate the actions of the rest to avoid an outcome.]
“Eh?” Mia crooked her head to the side “avoiding an outcome?” Mia did not understand, how did blocking access and setting all of that up protect her from anything if she did not know about it. “How could I avoid something I didn’t know about?”
The clone of her shook her head [Limited knowledge.] She then brought up an empty screen [Permission to use part of {logs} for this?]
“…sure?” Mia then watched as the screen filled in with a series of moving lines, coming together to form something she vaguely recognized “…a map…of the village!” She recognized the outlines, her house, the fields, the chiefs house, even the shrine atop of the hill. “Why are you showing this?”
[One of the functions of {logs} put to practical use, a visual representation of the paths you have took in other cycles, simplified.] She pointed to Mia’s house where a green dot appeared [This represents you in this cycle, with full knowledge of what happened in the last.]
The dot then moved, marking its path with a line as it moved throughout the house, stopping briefly at her mother’s door before swiftly going to the kitchen, then out and around the back, then taking off into the forest towards the dungeon.
“Hm…” Mia remembered doing all of that, checking in on her mother, grabbing what she could, then heading out… what else was there to do? “Ok, but what does this prove?”
[This is the paths you would take when waking up without any knowledge from a previous cycle.]
A new dot appeared starting from Mia’s bed, shifting on it for a bit before eventually getting up and moving to the mirror while leaving another dot behind, then more dots separated, some moving around the room while others leaving towards the living room, one dot even going to her mothers room and invading her bed, none of them left the area around the house.
[fifty instances played at once, multiple stacked on each other, time is not set in stone, but patterns do exist.]
As she said this, all the dots converged on the kitchen, coming together to form a single point before being led out.
“…mom picking me up to go see everyone…”
AM nodded [even then, if we increase the instances…] The dots reversed, going back to the moment they all converged [By say, another fifty, some outliers exist] when the dots converged, instead of all of them being led out by her mother, one dot separated, going back to their mother’s room and to the bed. [1 out of 100 times you would put up a fit, not wanting to go outside.]
Mia stared at the screen, one thing coming to mind “the bird…” back when she was hunting while using [time] the bird that was supposed to be there, sometimes wasn’t, or landed somewhere else…
[Without knowledge of the future, events happen with only slight variations.] The map continued to play, showing the events of the day [Your mom takes you to a few stops, sometimes taking a few detours depending on who she sees or who calls out to her, ending at the chiefs house. You spend your day with the kids or your mother, then go back home, then the next day plays out.]
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Mia watched, knowing this day all too well, the one she wanted to avoid, that she wanted to prevent, and seeing the chaos unfold as the dots representing her was flung about the map, until eventually converging on four separate points “Eh? four?” She got up, looking carefully at the location of each dot.
One was located at where she assumed the slaver’s kept everyone after capturing them, another dot was located at the west side of the village and moving out of it, one was just in the middle of the village and the last…the last was up the hill running towards the shrine.
[When many factors come together, the outcome can always be different, but like everything else, all comes together. When the village is invaded you will always end up captured, fleeing, or dead.]
Mia stared at the unmoving dot, as the others got further and further away from the village “Dead huh…” it hit her a bit, just how lucky she was to end up with this skill, otherwise she would have been left there, face down in the mud…dead…
The dots got faster, the map following the group who was kept as slaves until they arrived at Eldaha, where again the dots separated [This is the important part. In Eldaha you are sold depending on your skills, attitude, and current state you are in. If one person does his job you are auctioned off, if not you are sold to Trinity.]
“Who?”
[The brothel lady, the one with the feathers and ribbons.]
Mia crooked her head to the side, before it dawned on her “Oh, her.” The one with the gawdy appearance who was knocked out by Hiiro’s skill. “What happens with her?”
[Mmm…] Her clone’s face contorted, a mix of disgust and apprehension [not important, moving o-]
“No, tell me. I want to know.” Mia already knew the outcome of the auction…maybe, if she got the same owner as last time but from what the logs were showing she assumed she probably had several first-time owners.
[I’d rather not.] The clone sighed [She does not like your appearance at first, improving it over the years with training, drugs, and magic but you never get a chance to finish the training before the nuke goes off.]
“Huh.” Mia was taken back a bit, so going with trinity was a dead end, and she would just be messed with. Still, she couldn’t help but get curious “How’d she changes it? Could you show me?” she approached the screen, tapping on it “With something like this?”
[….]
“Is it really that bad?” Mia didn’t get why AM was stalling, but if it was that big of a deal for her “Fine… I give up.”
[Moving on, if the church gets interested in you, you are eventually taken to *her*]
Mia froze, the image of that women in the woods burning into her mind and the fear of that time…
“Little fox”
Mia jumped, leaping from her position, scrambling away in desperation, coming to a stop once she came to the edge of the beach. Her heart pounding, she looked back, only to see her clone staring back at her and the screen.
[Worse than I thought.]
“What was that!” Mia screamed, it sounded like that women was right next to her, but was no where to be seen, how did she even get in here, where was she? Her head jerked upwards, fearing a strike from above but there was nothing. She was on high alert, looking around frantically for that woman.
[An engrained memory from multiple past lives, the thing your past self wanted to protect you from. But they never predicted she’d show up outside of the church.]
Mia focused hard on her clone “Who is she!” she yelled, shrinking down in the sand, yelping and jumping away when the water hit her feat “Why…why can’t i..” she gripped her sides, uncontrollably shaking.
[A researcher, one that takes pride in a lot of things, one of which is to *thoroughly* understand all her subjects.] Am approached Mia, pulling her in for a hug [She takes special interest in you, running experiments that only got worse when you got the hero skill…she has left quite the scar on you.]
Mia fell silent, lost in fear and the oddly complex feeling of being hugged by herself, it was calming, in way, to be hugged like this…but she couldn’t stop shivering.
[The device she tried to use on you also left the impression… It is a device that is particularly dangerous to you, it is a device that steals skills.]