Memory

Myriad Reality

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I’m starting to get the idea that you’ve never done right by anyone. It’s incredible that you think you’re doing anything good here.

@Valiance

All peaceful solutions have been tried and failed. Today ends the path of nonstop war.

Myriad Reality

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What debt did you possibly impose on these people?

@Valiance

My network of Servants have established a trade brokerage throughout Existence. Services for territories, enforced by binding contracts. They chose this fate themselves.
*Holds my blade out to the side, and a drop of water runs down its length*
Debt has far outpaced supply. As my wonderful wife would tell you, the house always wins.

Myriad Reality

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*Sidesteps him*
That being?

@Valiance

*Another black orb swoops down and surrounds the man*
Simple. Pay your debt or serve in my war.

Myriad Reality

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They cease to conquer in your name, of course.

@Valiance

At this point, an acceptable loss. After all...
*Snaps, and a man with flowing brown hair materializes in front of you and lunges*
These contracts have a conscription clause.

Myriad Reality

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*Digs my feet into the ground and skids across it, before casting it to the side to rocket away on its own*
Proof that you aren’t exactly hiding right now, I’ve got to say.

@Valiance

*A black orb forms around my hand, and from it I remove my sword*
Footage is easily faked and generals corrupted. Say you did convince them. What then?

Myriad Reality

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*Stands with my chest out proudly, allowing the blade to impact my armor, though it lands as though it were blunt instead of sharp*

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Who are they really going to listen to if you give them the whole picture? Surely you're not the only one among the ranks that hates Tier Five.

@Valiance

*The force from the sword’s sheer speed shoots you across the planet, cutting deep grooves into its surface*
Tier Five? Surely they would like proof of the rogue general’s claims.

Myriad Reality

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*Spins to the side and fades away when Roland leaves*

@Magnanimity

*Slides my knife beneath the blade, which causes all of the accumulated force to be redirected to speed as it rifles into Roland’s center of mass, leaving afterimages in its wake*

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I’ve given orders to stand down!

@Nimda

Your orders have been outranked.

Myriad Reality

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*Appears without warning, parrying the blade and allowing it to slide off my arm*

@Magnanimity

*Keeps the blade in place, which continues to increase in strength, barely rattling from side to side*

Myriad Reality

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*Stretches my arms out and twists them around, as though securing a chain around either arm with solid grip, and pulls inward, collapsing the plate in its entirety. Then I straighten my posture and crush the orb in my hand, resulting in the boundaries of every pocket dimension detected to shatter like glass as well*

@Valiance

*While your hands are occupied, I swing my claymore like a bat into your arm, but on contact, the force exerted by the edge increases with each passing moment*

Myriad Reality

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*Stands within it without issue, and kicks at the air, causing the gravitation field to warp and contort wildly around us, as a small blue pixelated bubble appears in my palm*

@Valiance

*The plate extends invisibly to box you in, and unseen forces tug on your body in all directions, increasing in strength the further they move from your core body*