Spiritblitz

Myriad Reality

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You fix stuff like this, right?
*Takes a close step toward you*
Are you able to help Sam?

@System

*looks a bit shocked and turns to Sam again. Staring intently then sighs, stances up with a determined expression*
It’s my duty to help, as such I will find a way. My kin are able to rewrite data to normal states. Here it may prove difficult, but it’s not impossible.

Myriad Reality

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I... I don’t think I have it in me to delete Sam. He’s not evil. Whatever transformed him into this is evil.

@System

*has a concerned look and turns to Sam, taking a deep breath and exhales slowly*

Myriad Reality

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I don’t know if mom did any work on Sam’s project, but she did love the farm. Cure, we have to figure out a way to save him!

@System

Save him?

Myriad Reality

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One of the domesticated viruses in the lab’s farm. He had lost his helmet’s mark thanks to a mutation, so they painted on a new one. A red one.

@System

Oh. So these did come your mother’s lab?

Myriad Reality

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*Closes my eyes for a few seconds in thought before lurching them open*
That’s Sam.

@System

*blinks*
Who?

Myriad Reality

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*Frowns*
Sorry, you just caught me off guard. That red one. That’s not part of the virus.

@System

*turns to the virus*
It looks like it was tagged on.
*turns back to you*
You recognize that mark?

Myriad Reality

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Hey! I’m fine!
*Pushes your hand away*
But I’ve seen that mark somewhere before...

@System

*recoils a bit then tilts my head*
You were spacing out, and what mark?

Myriad Reality

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No, you’re right. But there aren’t enough pieces to figure out who or why.
*My vision lingers on the red marking for a moment*

@System

Hey, Tempo. You okay?
*waves my hand across your face*

Myriad Reality

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It these things had been coordinating at all... well, that sounds like a bad time.
*Slowly sits up and looks at the third kaiju, a yellow cylinder the width of four city blocks with a half dome covering its top and empty black voids for eyes, along with an oversized red plus sign that looks scratched on with paint—after absorbing and resonating with the explosion from the Swordest virus, it materializes an equally large scythe hovering next to it telekinetically*

@System

*watching*
Very much so.
*looks at you*
These things were created, Tempo. This is way to complex for a random virus to be able to do. Though, I don’t know entirely how viruses act in this world.

Myriad Reality

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It’ll take more than that to delete me...
*The wounds slowly begin to heal as several regeneration chips kick in*
We’ve got one more to deal with.

@System

*picks you up and sets you down on a at piece of rubble*
My Ignition Drive is heating up, so I should be able to deal with the next one fairly well…hopefully.