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@SaltSight Game was Astlibra: Revision. Found it on sale bundled with another game I've been wanting so I gave it a shot and got like, straight indie JRPG of the early 2000s injected into my veins.
6 mos ago
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@SaltSight Game was Astlibra: Revision. Found it on sale bundled with another game I've been wanting so I gave it a shot and got like, straight indie JRPG of the early 2000s injected into my veins.
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6 mos ago
Hate that strange ennui that hits after 100%'ing a really, really good game. Good time was had, but man am I glad it can't mess my sleep schedule up anymore.
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2 yrs ago
Rich people blood sports is how the Oscar's should always have gone. As a hot blooded american man I cant sleep at night without witnessing violence of some kind.
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3 yrs ago
So true. Anyways, play Lancer!
3 yrs ago
Final Fantasy: Stranger in Paradise is the funniest shit I've ever seen while also not being a bad game. Just crack open some cold ones with the boys, blare Limp Bizket, and Kill Chaos.
Magnus was relieved that there weren't any hard feelings between him and Rebecca. There was nothing he enjoyed more than pleasant company, and understanding company was in even shorter supply. He never really had a lot of friends back home, so he was glad he didn't miss the chance to make another one because of...formality and dress codes.
Happy with the conclusion, he figured that maybe he and the priest woman would get along well...she seemed quick to understand, and he'd heard that priests were generally nice people. The one he'd met at port certainly was. Regardless, Magnus eagerly tore into his portion of the game, ears perking up as the door opened and Freyr and Neil walked through. Waving an arm at them, he was glad to see that they were back safe and sound. However, from Neil's explanation it definitely seemed that something weird happened. Shooting Freyr a concerned look, he hoped that nothing bad happened on the job.
Nephele was ecstatic, taking the box in her hands before nodding. "Of course! After all, once I'm gone from here, there will be no need to guard this place. Perhaps, they'll accept all of this as an apology." the dragon woman spoke, gesturing a hand towards the piles of glittering golden items and various other valuables. "Frankly, its been troublesome to keep them all cooped up all this time...you wouldn't believe the number of barbarian hordes I've had to confuse into believing there was a ghost haunting the fog." Nephele said, taking a deep breath before suddenly exhaling a thick screen of fog around herself from the neck down, discarding her previous ragged and shabby clothing to don the black dress that seemed to suit her very well, now looking a lot more respectable than she had with just a n empty sack of spuds for covering.
Taking a deep breath and looking over herself as the fog faded, a tinge of red covered her cheeks before a smile tore at her lips. "...I haven't felt so excited to receive a gift since...I can't tell you when. Even if it was a job, I humbly thank you from the bottom of my heart." she said, bowing to Maria before suddenly shoveling a couple handfuls of coins into a leather pouch that was bulging with the amount she put into it. Easily 1,000 gold pieces were clanging about in that bag, before Maria would find it being plopped into her hand. "1,000 Gold should suffice. I request that you leave the rest for the villagers, as they'll need the funds to recruit a militia before danger strikes. Also...as additional payment," the black dragon said, before suddenly pulling a jewel encrusted sword from the pile, gleaming in the torchlight before Nephele suddenly took out a waterskin of some sort that reeked of something foul. Gingerly applying some of the red smelly liquid within, she poured some of it out and onto various splotches of the golden pile, then splattering one large slash across the back wall. "You get to be a Dragon Slayer." She said, before slicing through various bits of the cave with her claws, fabricating a battle that never happened.
Having thoroughly ruined her home, the dragoness smiled softly as she held the sword's handle out to Maria. "The villagers will want an explanation of how you lifted the fog. I don't want them to believe you to be an accomplice of mine, so...simply say that you stabbed the dragon in its sleep, slashing it until the struggle ended. Rabbit's blood is good enough for the smell and color, but say that my body dissolved...or something of the like." Once, and if, the sword was accepted, Nephele would walk to the mouth of her cave and start to walk out and into the fog.
"We will meet again." she said before seeming to dissolve into the fog itself, which was quickly starting to evaporate. Once the air cleared, it would seem to Maria that she was...walking the way towards the Guild. Now, Maria was left with a bloody sword, a sack of gold, and a hell of a story to tell the villagers that would no doubt start fanning out once the fog's fearful shade was lifted.
The morning of a certain stranger in japan began with her falling out of bed. And then, she promptly started cursing herself for not remembering the time zone difference between her home town and Sakai, averaging out at about five hours. As such, she was dead tired for absolutely no reason, save for her own body clock thinking it was about one in the morning. She hadn't gotten the time to properly adjust herself in prep for moving here, mainly due to taking the entrance exam on the last possible day.
Slumping up and rubbing the red bump under her hair, the girl set about her task of getting ready for the day in the motel that she'd had to use until the dorms were open. It was about what she could expect, minus the cockroaches and suspicious stains on the carpet, but being frugal mattered in the long run. Last thing she wanted was to have her father worry about her having enough, so she'd need to scrimp and save. Slipping into her uniform after having had a modest breakfast of twin slices of toast slathered in raspberry jam, Valeriya Iganov was somewhat tempted to try and use her quirk in some way to speed up getting ready, but...that was kind of pointless when she had to touch something to use it anyhow. Most use she got out of it was magnetizing her toast to her, and that was it for the wonderful world of a hero-in-training getting up. She'd look into getting a job once school settled into normalcy, but for now she had to get going.
Taking a train, Valeriya suddenly felt a buzz in her pocket and quickly answered. Smiling slightly as she heard a familiar voice, she made smalltalk with her father.
"Yeah, its nice here. A little warmer than home."
"The people here are nice."
"I'm getting enough to eat, don't worry."
"I love you too dad. Take care, alright? Also, go back to bed...I can take care of myself just fine."
A conversation in Russian that warmed her heart with just the reminder that her father was waiting. Waiting for her to fulfill her dreams. His dream, too, in his stead.
Once her stop came, it was only a short distance to walk to the massive academy, not used to such large institutions being just...there. Hero Academies always seemed like far off castles that were meant for someone else. Even if it wasn't the most prestigious or important, it was her's. Smiling as she treaded into her new stomping grounds, the Russian girl was eager to start...and eager to get out of that motel. After getting orders from the lady with kinda similar looking hair, Valeriya continued dragging her suitcase along with her, the mauve bag rolling on wheels behind her as she pulled on it. She could just magnetize it to her, but getting rammed in the back of her thigh would get annoying.
The hall was filling up quickly, and as such she figured it was best to take a seat somewhere. One she did, she plopped down next to a girl wearing a pretty loose jacket and blue hair fiddling with a laptop...Was she doing some kind of video project? Over a foot taller than her, she couldn't help but be curious and use her height to her advantage, peering over to see without saying anything. Not like she'd notice...right? Just when she was about to get a look though, Valeriya was shocked as the wind suddenly kicked up from the wing beats of someone above. Not a ton, but enough to be noticeable as she craned her neck up at the guy flying. She quickly realized that they had somewhere very SPECIFIC to be, and got up quickly after only just sitting down. "...Crap, I thought I had more time...uh, nice...video." she said as she stood up, giving a passing compliment to the girl on the bench, having struggled to remember if there was a WORD for video. Her hesitance in speaking might have even made it sound like a pitying comment, despite her just wanting to say something nice to a stranger. Regardless, she'd need to hurry up and get moving to the main hall, and hustled her bustle right on over to take a seat.
Personality: As stubborn as they come, when it comes to her beliefs, Valeriya may as well be a brick wall of impregnable bullheadedness. Still, she's liable to listen attentively to others...just, don't expect her to take solid advice before she goes ahead and does something. This is likely why her grades are below the class average. Even so, she shows a degree of diligence bordering on masochism, wanting to succeed at most thing she does badly enough to ram her head into a brick wall. It'd take her almost a dozen failures at something before she even begins to believe that it isn't 100% possible to accomplish. She's...kind of a moron.
Stubborn as she is, she at least shows a great degree of concern for others, often willing to shoulder the burden someone may be carrying to ease it up on them a bit. She's relieved by the more friendly environment this academy possesses, compared to the almost boot camp like school her father attended. She can generally make a good acquaintance with anyone, but is slow to call someone a friend, given the competitive hero system she'd seen in action. She's used to just following her instincts and doing what she pleases, and as such is difficult to work with if you don't understand how to use her as a battering ram for most problems. She seems almost giddy when she gets to use her quirk, having always secretly wanted to magnetize her fist to someone's face over and over again.
History: Born to a marriage between a Russian professional hero and a woman she only vaguely remembers, a mother of four years that just took divorce papers and ran with them, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Valeriya adored her father, the sole object of familial love she had in the world, given that her grandparents had long since passed away. Her father was her world, and his work inspired her as she was growing up. Like most kids, she wanted to be a hero growing up, using the powers of her parents to fight bad guys and deliver justice. But...things were a bit more strict in Russia. Heroes were kept on a far shorter leash than the ones in America and Japan, as the government wanted to maintain order and power, meaning that the trials one needed to go through as a pro hero there were grueling and exhaustive, with the burden of hero-work not growing any easier after one passed. Regulations, thorough investigations, citizen quarries, popularity...all factored into maintaining one's career and license.
It was tough for years, but her father managed well enough until he went just a little too far on someone with a few too many connections. That's all it took for him to lose his licence and become disgraced by his fellow Supermen and Women. It was a difficult time in both their lives to say the least, leading her to grow into a rebellious stage of her life, spending most of her middle school days anywhere but school. It was the usual pretentious teenage bullshit, but it wasn't until she used her quirk for something other than showing off for once. A friend had been stalked by somebody, and, being a good Samaritan, she simply slapped his back when he was harassing her to get him magnetized to a wall for about ten minutes. It felt...good. Undeniably good to help her. So much so, that her entire outlook on life changed to that of an idealist, wanting to become a hero for the sake of others in place of her father.
Of course, her disdain for her home's system of stifling heroics drove her to beg to instead attend classes in Japan. She wouldn't stand to go through what her father had, and he supported her. Without perfect grades however, U.A. was out of the question from the get go, but the dorm options for Chihaiten were perfect. It was a difficult transition, going from Russia to Japan, but now that the school year is rolling around, Valeriya is ready to kick ass, while speaking broken ass Japanese and hopefully meeting people that didn't mind that.
Quirk Name: Quad Polarize
Quirk Type: Emitter
Quirk Description: A quirk that's effects are transmitted through contact with each of Valeriya's limbs, with her right limbs possessing a "Positive" charge that can be forced on, and the left having a "Negative" one. When she touches an object or person with any of her limbs, whether it be an elbow swipe, a knee, a kick, or a punch, or even just a light tap, she can "Polarize" the target with the corresponding charge from that limb. Currently, the largest object that she can affect with her quirk is about the size of a pick-up truck, with the effective range being about 100 meters around her in a circle.
When two objects are polarized by opposite charges through her quirk, regardless of other magnetic forces, they will be drawn together like a proper magnetic attraction would have. Contrarily, having two of the same charge between two objects will force them away from one another. These effects vary depending on the length of contact she maintains, as the longer she holds onto something, the more "Charge" she places on it. She can also use this quirk on herself without having to touch any part of her body, immediately gaining a maximum level charge of either Positive or Negative at her choosing. To measure the strength of her polar attractions, I'll use a measure of levels for the amount of time needed to enact, and the force that level applies:
Level 1: Immediate Contact, if applied to two targets, they will start drifting towards/away from each other if physically possible, as if they were being dragged by the chest. Doesn't work so well on larger objects.
Level 2: Sustained Contact, IE: Grabbing someone by the arm and holding on for roughly 5 seconds. Two objects at level 2 will start being forced closer or further apart rapidly, at around 10 mph.
Level 3: Prolonged Contact, IE: Keeping someone in an armlock for a good thirty seconds or so. Two objects at this level will start speeding towards each other with enough force to start lifting them off the ground.
Level 4: Over a Minute of Continual Contact: If held for over a minute, at this point the two objects will most certainly crash into each other regardless of how large they are, traveling at around 30 mph.
This isn't a true magnetic force, rather, it would be more accurate to call it a sort of raw force that just happens to function like it. As such, literally ANYTHING can be affected by it, ranging from rubbers, plastics, concrete, pretty much any sort of normal material.
Quirk Weaknesses: -As this isn't TRUE magnetism, it doesn't work any better on metals versus other materials. -She can only apply the specific charges with the respective limbs, and as such all one would have to do to avoid being pulled to something is avoid the corresponding kick/punch/its all in the time attack. -She can't maintain a Charge between more than four objects at a time, and she can only put each at about half of her maximum strength for the attractive/repelling force with all four being maintained, regardless of how long she was touching them. -She can't wipe your hardrive for you. -When used on a person or a large object, the charge is target on the object/person's center of mass, meaning they could still move their arms and legs even if stuck to something.
Other: Swears in Russian when frustrated, figuring nobody understands it.
Personality: As stubborn as they come, when it comes to her beliefs, Valeriya may as well be a brick wall of impregnable bullheadedness. Still, she's liable to listen attentively to others...just, don't expect her to take solid advice before she goes ahead and does something. This is likely why her grades are below the class average. Even so, she shows a degree of diligence bordering on masochism, wanting to succeed at most thing she does badly enough to ram her head into a brick wall. It'd take her almost a dozen failures at something before she even begins to believe that it isn't 100% possible to accomplish. She's...kind of a moron.
Stubborn as she is, she at least shows a great degree of concern for others, often willing to shoulder the burden someone may be carrying to ease it up on them a bit. She's relieved by the more friendly environment this academy possesses, compared to the almost boot camp like school her father attended. She can generally make a good acquaintance with anyone, but is slow to call someone a friend, given the competitive hero system she'd seen in action. She's used to just following her instincts and doing what she pleases, and as such is difficult to work with if you don't understand how to use her as a battering ram for most problems. She seems almost giddy when she gets to use her quirk, having always secretly wanted to magnetize her fist to someone's face over and over again.
History: Born to a marriage between a Russian professional hero and a woman she only vaguely remembers, a mother of four years that just took divorce papers and ran with them, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Valeriya adored her father, the sole object of familial love she had in the world, given that her grandparents had long since passed away. Her father was her world, and his work inspired her as she was growing up. Like most kids, she wanted to be a hero growing up, using the powers of her parents to fight bad guys and deliver justice. But...things were a bit more strict in Russia. Heroes were kept on a far shorter leash than the ones in America and Japan, as the government wanted to maintain order and power, meaning that the trials one needed to go through as a pro hero there were grueling and exhaustive, with the burden of hero-work not growing any easier after one passed. Regulations, thorough investigations, citizen quarries, popularity...all factored into maintaining one's career and license.
It was tough for years, but her father managed well enough until he went just a little too far on someone with a few too many connections. That's all it took for him to lose his licence and become disgraced by his fellow Supermen and Women. It was a difficult time in both their lives to say the least, leading her to grow into a rebellious stage of her life, spending most of her middle school days anywhere but school. It was the usual pretentious teenage bullshit, but it wasn't until she used her quirk for something other than showing off for once. A friend had been stalked by somebody, and, being a good Samaritan, she simply slapped his back when he was harassing her to get him magnetized to a wall for about ten minutes. It felt...good. Undeniably good to help her. So much so, that her entire outlook on life changed to that of an idealist, wanting to become a hero for the sake of others in place of her father.
Of course, her disdain for her home's system of stifling heroics drove her to beg to instead attend classes in Japan. She wouldn't stand to go through what her father had, and he supported her. Without perfect grades however, U.A. was out of the question from the get go, but the dorm options for Chihaiten were perfect. It was a difficult transition, going from Russia to Japan, but now that the school year is rolling around, Valeriya is ready to kick ass, while speaking broken ass Japanese and hopefully meeting people that didn't mind that.
Quirk Name: Quad Polarize
Quirk Type: Emitter
Quirk Description: A quirk that's effects are transmitted through contact with each of Valeriya's limbs, with her right limbs possessing a "Positive" charge that can be forced on, and the left having a "Negative" one. When she touches an object or person with any of her limbs, whether it be an elbow swipe, a knee, a kick, or a punch, or even just a light tap, she can "Polarize" the target with the corresponding charge from that limb. Currently, the largest object that she can affect with her quirk is about the size of a pick-up truck, with the effective range being about 100 meters around her in a circle.
When two objects are polarized by opposite charges through her quirk, regardless of other magnetic forces, they will be drawn together like a proper magnetic attraction would have. Contrarily, having two of the same charge between two objects will force them away from one another. These effects vary depending on the length of contact she maintains, as the longer she holds onto something, the more "Charge" she places on it. She can also use this quirk on herself without having to touch any part of her body, immediately gaining a maximum level charge of either Positive or Negative at her choosing. To measure the strength of her polar attractions, I'll use a measure of levels for the amount of time needed to enact, and the force that level applies:
Level 1: Immediate Contact, if applied to two targets, they will start drifting towards/away from each other if physically possible, as if they were being dragged by the chest. Doesn't work so well on larger objects.
Level 2: Sustained Contact, IE: Grabbing someone by the arm and holding on for roughly 5 seconds. Two objects at level 2 will start being forced closer or further apart rapidly, at around 10 mph.
Level 3: Prolonged Contact, IE: Keeping someone in an armlock for a good thirty seconds or so. Two objects at this level will start speeding towards each other with enough force to start lifting them off the ground.
Level 4: Over a Minute of Continual Contact: If held for over a minute, at this point the two objects will most certainly crash into each other regardless of how large they are, traveling at around 30 mph.
This isn't a true magnetic force, rather, it would be more accurate to call it a sort of raw force that just happens to function like it. As such, literally ANYTHING can be affected by it, ranging from rubbers, plastics, concrete, pretty much any sort of normal material.
Quirk Weaknesses: -As this isn't TRUE magnetism, it doesn't work any better on metals versus other materials. -She can only apply the specific charges with the respective limbs, and as such all one would have to do to avoid being pulled to something is avoid the corresponding kick/punch/its all in the time attack. -She can't maintain a Charge between more than four objects at a time, and she can only put each at about half of her maximum strength for the attractive/repelling force with all four being maintained, regardless of how long she was touching them. -She can't wipe your hardrive for you. -When used on a person or a large object, the charge is target on the object/person's center of mass, meaning they could still move their arms and legs even if stuck to something.
Other: Swears in Russian when frustrated, figuring nobody understands it.
Humans were so...quaint in their devotion to menial things. That was what Auriolus thought, merely watching them all, not at all used to the feeling of being desired. Even if her current name and persona were a falsehood, it still warmed her mechanical heart to the core to think that such care was given to her. It also broke her heart just a bit that she would have to deny their advances on her free time, considering that she was obligated to follow Ixveria to the end. Even in pointless recreational artistic endeavors. Even more awkward than trying to slip away though was how she would have to do it right in front of everyone, and for all she knew more recruiters were coming down the hallway from the other side. She had to act quickly, but at this rate she was going to be dragged off to some unrelated task while Ixveria was waiting.
Thinking on her feet, Auriolus suddenly opened up a nearby window and jumped onto the sill, crouched ever so slightly before looking back at the various recruiters that were no doubt perturbed by her position, while she simply smiled, the faintest of breezes blowing through her obsidian black hair. "Farewell...everybody." she said in a somewhat depressing tone, before suddenly JUMPING. Well, it was only the first floor, but she made it sound much more dramatic than intended when she landed, the tiniest puff of dirt being kicked up before she dusted herself off, slowly turning around to look at the club recruiters who were just...baffled. "Excuse me." she said before booking it out of there, the track and field recruiter yelling that she'd be perfect for their team.
It took her a few rounds of dipping in and out of buildings on campus and occasionally just heading to the rooftop unseen before Auriola could see the recruiters heading back to their club rooms. Feeling a little bad at disappointing them, Auriola clutched her knees and traced a small circle in the dust on the rooftop. "...I really am the worst..." she said in a soft whisper, suddenly sitting up as she remembered...she was supposed to meet Ixveria just as soon as she got out of her first day of class! Feeling that she could make it up to...EVERY club later somehow, Auriola quickly touched down off the roof when nobody was looking, make sure to descend far from the eyelines of windows, having kicked up an enormous amount of dust with the thrusters in her fingers and legs. Dusting her skirt off, she ran off to Shitenhoji's Art Club Room.
On the way in, she noticed Hakuryu in his usual haphazardly thrown together uniform...judging from the degree of perspiration, he'd been training before coming here as well. Before she would deal with that, respect was due to Ixveria as the robotic woman bowed. "Good Evening, Miss Ixveria," she said, hurriedly adding: "My apologies for being late...many clubs were asking for me. Speaking of, I will need to fill out the paperwork to make my relation to the Art Club official." before turning on her heel and facing Hakuryu. "Amelia, good evening. Hakuryu, you're uniform is in disarray." she said, before without any warning starting to unbutton his uniform, fixing it quickly before suddenly running off to another part of the room, returning with a chilled bottle of water. "It is important to drink plenty of fluids during and after exercise to maintain the balance of fluids you lose while sweating. If you are ever in need of a durable sparring partner, Diligence would be delighted to join you." she said, nonchalantly handing the bottle over before sitting on a nearby chair and waiting. Though, her last offer was...not so appealing. Diligence was a bit of a bitch when it came to training. Now, she just had time on her hands, and as such began constructing a human face on paper, using simple geometric shapes to start. Art was art, after all.
The man counted the amount of gold, handing back her change and putting the dress into a box for her, seeming a bit perturbed by her answer. "Well...I hope whatever cave-woman you're making a deal with is benevolent. Dragon was supposed to have died over a hundred years ago, but the curse just keeps going..." he said glumly, handing over the dress to her. "Don't forget, alright? White dress is your's too, if you get the cave-lady's answer on if the curse can be lifted." he added, seeming to have kinda wanted a more concrete way out rather than the somewhat indirect answer that Maria gave. Well, it was still a dress for an answer, so that was a pretty decent deal, even if the terms had been changed.
The way back was just the same as before, although now some villagers were watching in dumbfounded awe as Maria went back to Nephele's den. Some even tried to follow, but quickly found the fog swallow up the path with alarming accuracy, trailing behind Maria. A pair of amber eyes were lit up in the fog; it seemed Nephele was waiting with anticipation. "You're back. I didn't doubt you, but...I'm embarrassed to admit, I was anxious. And worried that I'd allowed someone out." she said, a small chuckle escaping her. "Come, come. I have your reward waiting." she added, heading back inside the cave, now lit at least a smidge brighter by the sconces along the walls.
Appearance: Weighing in at 634 pounds, and at 5'10", its a wonder that she doesn't break desks with her high weight for her small frame. Her skin, while almost as white as porcelain, is a synthetic textile meant to replicate the look, feeling, and warmth of flesh, and as such from a pure visual perspective she appears utterly human. However, her arms are capable of detaching at the elbows and shoulders, her wrists can spin 360 degrees, and overall she is very UN-human when in combat mode. Oddly enough, her hair is entirely natural, and grows out of her scalp like a normal human's...probably the oddest thing about her.
However, each of her different Virtue Drivers slightly alter her hair style in various ways. In Zero Driver Form, her hair is simply kept straight, with nothing special about it.
Zero: Her hair is worn straight down, with no discernible style to it, aside from being kept relatively neat.
Kindness: Her hair gets put up into a high ponytail, and her bangs get tucked behind her ears.
Chastity: Her hair gets pulled into two long twin tails that go to about her mid-back.
Humility: Her hair oddly regresses to being very short, giving her a pixie bob cut
Abstinence: A single large braided tail that reaches her waist.
Patience: Her bangs lengthen to cover her eyes somewhat, the back shortening to around neck-length.
Generosity: Her hair is woven into a tied back double braid
Diligence: Her hair gets pulled back into a neat bun at the back, leaving only her bangs at the sides of her head.
Skills: Extremely adept at mechanical repair, as well as various other skills that vary in competency based on what Virtue Driver is enabled at the moment.
Zero: Cleaning, Cooking, Stalking.
Kindness: Brain Surgeon level medical skills, nursing.
Chastity: Flower Arranging, as well as hair care.
Humility: Pet care. Psychology.
Abstinence: Meditation, sewing.
Patience: Stalking, Bird Watching.
Generosity: Extreeeeeemely relaxed.
Diligence: Sparring, and Physical Training
Sacred Gear: As she herself is a Sacred Gear, it could instead be said that every natural ability she possesses is stemming from her nature as an artificial protector of Humanity, one of the most glaring errors in the system created by God, by being a gear requiring no user whatsoever. Her sentience however seems to be where most of her power went in her creation, as on the most simple terms, Auriola's weapons all lack the true power an individual Sacred Gear of each type would possess. She cannot surpass a master of a Sword Based Sacred Gear, nor outdo something such as Twilight Healing using Kindness Virtue Driver. Her greatest strength comes in the form of versatility and speed, being capable of switching between her various Virtue Driver states at will.
Originally a weapon designed to Protect Humans and Destroy Devils, her arsenal consists of various armaments and devices that either serve to protect humans, or to eliminate threats to them. Her Virtue Drivers can be switched between immediately, but they are limited in functions. Kindness cannot use Chastity's sword, nor can Patience wield Humility's drones. In addition to this, in order to alleviate worry in bystanders, she was designed to embody the seven virtues of humanity in the core Virtue Drivers she possesses, causing her personality to rapidly shift based on which is installed. This can easily be seen by the changes to her hair, and attitude to a situation once one becomes active.
Her right arm, as well as her left in some cases, transform into her weapon of choice for her forms, though these are able to retract quickly into looking like a normal human arm once more, or just stopped from transforming into a weapon altogether. As stated before though, she cannot carry other Virtue Driver's weapons into other Driver's. In addition, she will automatically self repair after enough time passes in a battle upon receiving a wound, but this takes a huge toll on her energy if the repair is large. She can also strangely create entirely new limbs from energy that condense over time into identical copies of the real ones, but this is only if she's plugged into an outlet.
Zero: Her fingers are able to open up and fire small, condensed bursts of energy. Weak, and lacking in range, but she also uses it to propel herself. The soles of her feet in all forms also possess this ability, and in this form she is capable of repairing herself using her own energy reserves. Requires that she at least have some charge left, which can be acquired by either having a member of the peerage give it to her, or if she were to plug herself into an electrical socket. The plug compatibility was installed by Ixveria after some...complications. Her default form, and the one she is most comfortable with. Due to reading about an android fighting for justice in some manga or another, her arms in this state can also detach at the elbow, letting her release a massive close range burst of energy from them, that she calls "Virtue's Flash."
Kindness: Magic Healing Apparatus in the form of a small orb of condensed magic that is pulled from her chest, near the reactor core, that must be consumed in order to take effect. Can also be used as a balm, and as such rubbing it on surface level wounds is enough to begin the healing process. While this is useful in a pinch, it heals by speeding up one's natural recovery processes, and as such can only heal someone from injuries that aren't immediately going to kill them. However, if say someone's lung was punctured, ingesting the ball would result in the hole being patched up neatly. Its applicable uses are huge, but it causes a tremendous toll on the one being healed, as it is speeding up their body's use of protein and energy to repair.
Chastity/Chaste Blade: A large sword that is almost larger than Auriola herself. This is by far the most simplistic of her weapons, as well as boasting the highest close range destructive power. There isn't much to say about this one, save for that Chastity is a bit slash happy with it.
Humility/Observers of Humility: Miniature drones are dispensed from salvos along Auriola's arms, resembling tiny puppet versions of her normal self. These can be used for reconnaissance, restraining individuals, or...for suicide bombings. Each drone roughly carries the strength of a grown adult human male, and also carry enough explosives inside of them to set off one hell of a body-mounted fireworks show. Each is also equipped with cameras in their eyes that link back to Auriola, and have a range of operation of about 20 kilometers around her.
Abstinence/Bulwark of Purity: Her right arm is transformed into a large tower shield, serving for pure defensive purposes in order to defend those she's fighting for/beside. This shield is incredibly hard to damage, but lacks almost any offensive capabilities save for ramming it into someone.
Patience/Reach of 1,000 Days Wait: Her right arm transforms into a long-barreled rifle like weapon that can hit a target accurately from hundreds of kilometers away. It fires beams of concentrated magic, supplied by her core, and is by far the strongest asset she has at range, limited only by the need to charge between shots, and the fact that bright pink laser beams kind of expose you while sniping.
Generosity/Spread of Peace: Her right arm turns into a massive machine gun, carrying somewhere over 1,000 rounds in a magazine formed of condensed magic that, while lacking anywhere near 1/100th the power of Patience's rifle, its made up for in the speed of its shots, as well as the massive spread, almost guaranteeing at least one shot to land. Sadly, very wasteful for energy consumption and is best used to deal with weak crowds, or intercept multiple projectiles.
Diligence/Tempered Hands: Both hands become massive plated gauntlets that hit with almost as much power as Chastity's Blade together. The hidden strength of this weapon comes in the form of them being detachable, and propelled by rockets after detaching from Auriola. These can travel for upwards of 20 Kilometers before running out of fuel. While powerful, these leave her incredibly open if she misses, as she has to physically retrieve at least one before changing form. While these are out, her raw physical strength is boosted, enabling her to lift much heavier objects.
In the case of any of the above forms not having access to the right arm, the left arm is used instead.
Magic: None
Strengths:
EXTREMELY Versatile, able to switch between her 8 states almost instantly.
Can fly faster than most, due to both possessing jet thrusters in her feet, and being a Knight piece.
Is extremely durable as a machine, and has the knowledge to repair herself using her Evil piece and various metals.
Literally designed to kill Devils.
Weaknesses:
Completely unable to sense Senjutsu, or any form of Chakra as she herself has no aura as a "Being that Isn't Alive." While this could technically be a benefit, that she has no aura to read, it puts her in great danger when facing a Senjutsu user in one on one combat.
Sinks like a rock in water, and as such is unable to maneuver well underwater, or against water magic users. She can't drown, but she'd be unable to escape the bottom of a deep lake without walking to find a bank.
One-Track minded robot that will throw anything away to save human life, including her own body. Even if her opponent were a reincarnated devil that was once human, she would prevent their death at the cost of her own life.
Her core personality is disabled when a Virtue Driver takes over, and as such the impetuousness or hesitance of one could be considered as not being her own. For example: Chastity is stupid, and might charge into an obvious trap. Patience might fail to act quickly after disabling an opponent, etc, etc.
Personality: At her core, Auriola considers herself as being a simple autonomous drone, but she herself doesn't realize just how..."human" she is. While she isn't so great at expressing it without the use of her Virtue Drivers, she feels complex emotions such as Anger, Happiness, Sadness, etc. Particularly, she is terrible at expressing them, as her feeling something may simply just result in her bottling that feeling up and treating things as normal, until a Virtue Driver is needed, gets installed, and then explodes with the appropriate response to that emotion.
However, in Zero Driver form, she is incredibly receptive and accepting of other's, as well as new ideas and ways of thinking. She values everything in life as a learning experience, and often will go out of her way to help someone, even if they're treating her like garbage. Her devotion to her duty as the Bulwark of Humanity is her guiding philosophy in life, believing Human Life to be the most precious thing in the universe, and as such, the thing most worth giving her artificial life for. Her capacity to care for others goes to borderline stalker levels, as she will often memorize someone's schedule, their eating habits, hobbies, interests, number of times they roll in their sleep, etc.
As she has very much decided to try and make the former humans/half-human hybrids of the peerage as comfortable as possible, she has taken to becoming the Art Club's "Maid" in her Zero form, and seems to enjoy the concept of flowing clothes. She has a tendency to become obsessed over researching various aspects of human culture, from pornography, to manga, to horror movies in an effort to understand what is beneficial to humans, and what is interesting to them. This, as one could imagine, lead to many confusing conversation starters.
Kindness: Says it in the name, her attitude of caring for and spoiling people shoots through the roof, and she suddenly becomes unable to fight...anything, really. She abhors conflict of any kind, and tries to mediate as best she can.
Chastity: Ultra bubbly and peppy, her personality shifts to that of a hyperactive school girl with the strength to level a building. Completely oblivious to any kind of romantic or sexual implications, and forgets any actual information of how humans procreate temporarily, thinking that babies come from holding hands. She's also a hyper dense idiot that is a danger to other people normally.
Humility: A somewhat domineering personality boost that makes her much more...interested in other people. Particularly, in correcting behavior. She acts like an overbearing mother trying to get someone to straighten out, and has a tendency to come off as being sadistic, when she really is just trying to help someone shape up their attitude. However, she isn't full of herself in the slightest, and is often apologizing after her efforts to help someone have finished.
Abstinence: Protective and proud to the utmost, Abstinence gives Auriola an almost regal aura about her, being incredibly refined in taste, posture, and speech. One could mistake her for being of noble bearing, if not for the fact that she is literally a robot designed to fight shit. In addition to her regal prim and proper nature, she also has a terrible sense of humor, laughing at only the worst of jokes...making her the only Driver with a differing sense of humor. Or, a legitimate sense of humor, not just one built around reading the mood and scene around her.
Patience: Shyness and melancholy overtakes Auriola when in this state, often driving her to hide behind objects or people as she observes from afar. Incredibly terse and often showing little emotion, Patience has Auriola turn into the most deadly wallflower, putting all processing power to observation and awareness. Because of this, she is also mindful of others to an extreme degree, helping in small ways without saying anything half the time.
Generosity: The most lax of her personalities, often finding simple joys between humans to be the best thing in the world. As such, she's always trying to include everyone in everything, figuring that "the more, the merrier" might as well be a virtue in and of itself. This personality however is more than a bit pushy, often literally dragging people into things she think they might have fun doing, and often getting everybody in the peerage one massive potluck lunch if she's active at the time.
Diligence: A no-nonsense serious personality shift that seems to give her a permanent scowl whenever she sees...anybody not doing something to train. Like this, she is the most physically minded of the Drivers, and will often drag random peerage members out on morning jogs or to go lift weights. Big ones. Of course, she'll do anything if it constitutes as training, and will earnestly praise those who are trying their hardest.
History: Her creation is a mystery to her, but Auriola faintly remembers a shining light coming to her in the first nanoseconds of her operation time, telling her of her purpose: Protect Humanity. Such a simple command was issued with such expectation and meaning behind it, that in spite of her memory having been corrupted for the period of time between then and her awakening, she remembers it every night, as if waking in a dream.
A being that was created to exemplify the seven tentative principles of human virtue, she would come by the name Auriola after being revived, a corruption of the name of the Auriolus Talisman depicting the seven archangels
The sacred gear that received no name beyond a simple designation as a prototype, Counter Demon Peace Unit - 000 was created with the intention of not being a force used by a humans, but to be an independent force that no human could ever possess. Fighting side by side with humans, it's purpose in spite of its name was to protect humanity, at that time caught in the crossfires of the Great War. Her purpose was to save humans. And only, humans. As such, fallen angels, demons, and even angels that were believing her to be on their side were cut down if they laid hand on a member of her flock. She was deemed an utter failure, and for the longest time was kept locked away in order to find the faults in her design. She was systematically taken apart and put back together, time and time again until the war's conclusion, where she was violently dismantled by the Angel Faction, as she was perceived as a mindless machine with only the intent to kill in its programming.
Her parts, while breakable, were not all able to be destroyed, as what remained of her was somehow stolen by a traitor to the faction, and was experimented on in the effort to produce more of her, aligned with their own. The years went by, and she remained offline, tied down and nothing more than a torso and head stripped of its power source. Centuries turned into millennia, and eventually she was deemed a failure once more, scrapped and discarded, with the intent being to destroy her entirely. Whether it was a miracle, or some act of divine intervention, she regained power and manages to escape by digging her way out with the help of the Observers of Humility, literally crawling with one arm in search of civilization before her power failed once again, this time in a remote thicket, far from anything or anyone for the longest time.
That would have been the end for the twice failure, had someone else not given her the third and final chance she could take in life. A Knight shaped chess piece was fitted into her reactor within her chest, effectively reincarnating her as an Artificial Devil, coming online for the first time and obeyed her new master without reservation, able to see from her actions and personality that her likelihood of harming any human being was extremely slim. With her new found power source, she was able to restore her lost limbs without issue. Not to mention, she was now given the purpose in her mind to "Carry out Ixveria's Orders", And as such has joined the peerage as their resident Gynoid killing machine.
Appearance: Weighing in at 634 pounds, and at 5'10", its a wonder that she doesn't break desks with her high weight for her small frame. Her skin, while almost as white as porcelain, is a synthetic textile meant to replicate the look, feeling, and warmth of flesh, and as such from a pure visual perspective she appears utterly human. However, her arms are capable of detaching at the elbows and shoulders, her wrists can spin 360 degrees, and overall she is very UN-human when in combat mode. Oddly enough, her hair is entirely natural, and grows out of her scalp like a normal human's...probably the oddest thing about her.
However, each of her different Virtue Drivers slightly alter her hair style in various ways. In Zero Driver Form, her hair is simply kept straight, with nothing special about it.
Zero: Her hair is worn straight down, with no discernible style to it, aside from being kept relatively neat.
Kindness: Her hair gets put up into a high ponytail, and her bangs get tucked behind her ears.
Chastity: Her hair gets pulled into two long twin tails that go to about her mid-back.
Humility: Her hair oddly regresses to being very short, giving her a pixie bob cut
Abstinence: A single large braided tail that reaches her waist.
Patience: Her bangs lengthen to cover her eyes somewhat, the back shortening to around neck-length.
Generosity: Her hair is woven into a tied back double braid
Diligence: Her hair gets pulled back into a neat bun at the back, leaving only her bangs at the sides of her head.
Skills: Extremely adept at mechanical repair, as well as various other skills that vary in competency based on what Virtue Driver is enabled at the moment.
Zero: Cleaning, Cooking, Stalking.
Kindness: Brain Surgeon level medical skills, nursing.
Chastity: Flower Arranging, as well as hair care.
Humility: Pet care. Psychology.
Abstinence: Meditation, sewing.
Patience: Stalking, Bird Watching.
Generosity: Extreeeeeemely relaxed.
Diligence: Sparring, and Physical Training
Sacred Gear: As she herself is a Sacred Gear, it could instead be said that every natural ability she possesses is stemming from her nature as an artificial protector of Humanity, one of the most glaring errors in the system created by God, by being a gear requiring no user whatsoever. Her sentience however seems to be where most of her power went in her creation, as on the most simple terms, Auriola's weapons all lack the true power an individual Sacred Gear of each type would possess. She cannot surpass a master of a Sword Based Sacred Gear, nor outdo something such as Twilight Healing using Kindness Virtue Driver. Her greatest strength comes in the form of versatility and speed, being capable of switching between her various Virtue Driver states at will.
Originally a weapon designed to Protect Humans and Destroy Devils, her arsenal consists of various armaments and devices that either serve to protect humans, or to eliminate threats to them. Her Virtue Drivers can be switched between immediately, but they are limited in functions. Kindness cannot use Chastity's sword, nor can Patience wield Humility's drones. In addition to this, in order to alleviate worry in bystanders, she was designed to embody the seven virtues of humanity in the core Virtue Drivers she possesses, causing her personality to rapidly shift based on which is installed. This can easily be seen by the changes to her hair, and attitude to a situation once one becomes active.
Her right arm, as well as her left in some cases, transform into her weapon of choice for her forms, though these are able to retract quickly into looking like a normal human arm once more, or just stopped from transforming into a weapon altogether. As stated before though, she cannot carry other Virtue Driver's weapons into other Driver's. In addition, she will automatically self repair after enough time passes in a battle upon receiving a wound, but this takes a huge toll on her energy if the repair is large. She can also strangely create entirely new limbs from energy that condense over time into identical copies of the real ones, but this is only if she's plugged into an outlet.
Zero: Her fingers are able to open up and fire small, condensed bursts of energy. Weak, and lacking in range, but she also uses it to propel herself. The soles of her feet in all forms also possess this ability, and in this form she is capable of repairing herself using her own energy reserves. Requires that she at least have some charge left, which can be acquired by either having a member of the peerage give it to her, or if she were to plug herself into an electrical socket. The plug compatibility was installed by Ixveria after some...complications. Her default form, and the one she is most comfortable with. Due to reading about an android fighting for justice in some manga or another, her arms in this state can also detach at the elbow, letting her release a massive close range burst of energy from them, that she calls "Virtue's Flash."
Kindness: Magic Healing Apparatus in the form of a small orb of condensed magic that is pulled from her chest, near the reactor core, that must be consumed in order to take effect. Can also be used as a balm, and as such rubbing it on surface level wounds is enough to begin the healing process. While this is useful in a pinch, it heals by speeding up one's natural recovery processes, and as such can only heal someone from injuries that aren't immediately going to kill them. However, if say someone's lung was punctured, ingesting the ball would result in the hole being patched up neatly. Its applicable uses are huge, but it causes a tremendous toll on the one being healed, as it is speeding up their body's use of protein and energy to repair.
Chastity/Chaste Blade: A large sword that is almost larger than Auriola herself. This is by far the most simplistic of her weapons, as well as boasting the highest close range destructive power. There isn't much to say about this one, save for that Chastity is a bit slash happy with it.
Humility/Observers of Humility: Miniature drones are dispensed from salvos along Auriola's arms, resembling tiny puppet versions of her normal self. These can be used for reconnaissance, restraining individuals, or...for suicide bombings. Each drone roughly carries the strength of a grown adult human male, and also carry enough explosives inside of them to set off one hell of a body-mounted fireworks show. Each is also equipped with cameras in their eyes that link back to Auriola, and have a range of operation of about 20 kilometers around her.
Abstinence/Bulwark of Purity: Her right arm is transformed into a large tower shield, serving for pure defensive purposes in order to defend those she's fighting for/beside. This shield is incredibly hard to damage, but lacks almost any offensive capabilities save for ramming it into someone.
Patience/Reach of 1,000 Days Wait: Her right arm transforms into a long-barreled rifle like weapon that can hit a target accurately from hundreds of kilometers away. It fires beams of concentrated magic, supplied by her core, and is by far the strongest asset she has at range, limited only by the need to charge between shots, and the fact that bright pink laser beams kind of expose you while sniping.
Generosity/Spread of Peace: Her right arm turns into a massive machine gun, carrying somewhere over 1,000 rounds in a magazine formed of condensed magic that, while lacking anywhere near 1/100th the power of Patience's rifle, its made up for in the speed of its shots, as well as the massive spread, almost guaranteeing at least one shot to land. Sadly, very wasteful for energy consumption and is best used to deal with weak crowds, or intercept multiple projectiles.
Diligence/Tempered Hands: Both hands become massive plated gauntlets that hit with almost as much power as Chastity's Blade together. The hidden strength of this weapon comes in the form of them being detachable, and propelled by rockets after detaching from Auriola. These can travel for upwards of 20 Kilometers before running out of fuel. While powerful, these leave her incredibly open if she misses, as she has to physically retrieve at least one before changing form. While these are out, her raw physical strength is boosted, enabling her to lift much heavier objects.
In the case of any of the above forms not having access to the right arm, the left arm is used instead.
Magic: None
Strengths:
EXTREMELY Versatile, able to switch between her 8 states almost instantly.
Can fly faster than most, due to both possessing jet thrusters in her feet, and being a Knight piece.
Is extremely durable as a machine, and has the knowledge to repair herself using her Evil piece and various metals.
Literally designed to kill Devils.
Weaknesses:
Completely unable to sense Senjutsu, or any form of Chakra as she herself has no aura as a "Being that Isn't Alive." While this could technically be a benefit, that she has no aura to read, it puts her in great danger when facing a Senjutsu user in one on one combat.
Sinks like a rock in water, and as such is unable to maneuver well underwater, or against water magic users. She can't drown, but she'd be unable to escape the bottom of a deep lake without walking to find a bank.
One-Track minded robot that will throw anything away to save human life, including her own body. Even if her opponent were a reincarnated devil that was once human, she would prevent their death at the cost of her own life.
Her core personality is disabled when a Virtue Driver takes over, and as such the impetuousness or hesitance of one could be considered as not being her own. For example: Chastity is stupid, and might charge into an obvious trap. Patience might fail to act quickly after disabling an opponent, etc, etc.
Personality: At her core, Auriola considers herself as being a simple autonomous drone, but she herself doesn't realize just how..."human" she is. While she isn't so great at expressing it without the use of her Virtue Drivers, she feels complex emotions such as Anger, Happiness, Sadness, etc. Particularly, she is terrible at expressing them, as her feeling something may simply just result in her bottling that feeling up and treating things as normal, until a Virtue Driver is needed, gets installed, and then explodes with the appropriate response to that emotion.
However, in Zero Driver form, she is incredibly receptive and accepting of other's, as well as new ideas and ways of thinking. She values everything in life as a learning experience, and often will go out of her way to help someone, even if they're treating her like garbage. Her devotion to her duty as the Bulwark of Humanity is her guiding philosophy in life, believing Human Life to be the most precious thing in the universe, and as such, the thing most worth giving her artificial life for. Her capacity to care for others goes to borderline stalker levels, as she will often memorize someone's schedule, their eating habits, hobbies, interests, number of times they roll in their sleep, etc.
As she has very much decided to try and make the former humans/half-human hybrids of the peerage as comfortable as possible, she has taken to becoming the Art Club's "Maid" in her Zero form, and seems to enjoy the concept of flowing clothes. She has a tendency to become obsessed over researching various aspects of human culture, from pornography, to manga, to horror movies in an effort to understand what is beneficial to humans, and what is interesting to them. This, as one could imagine, lead to many confusing conversation starters.
Kindness: Says it in the name, her attitude of caring for and spoiling people shoots through the roof, and she suddenly becomes unable to fight...anything, really. She abhors conflict of any kind, and tries to mediate as best she can.
Chastity: Ultra bubbly and peppy, her personality shifts to that of a hyperactive school girl with the strength to level a building. Completely oblivious to any kind of romantic or sexual implications, and forgets any actual information of how humans procreate temporarily, thinking that babies come from holding hands. She's also a hyper dense idiot that is a danger to other people normally.
Humility: A somewhat domineering personality boost that makes her much more...interested in other people. Particularly, in correcting behavior. She acts like an overbearing mother trying to get someone to straighten out, and has a tendency to come off as being sadistic, when she really is just trying to help someone shape up their attitude. However, she isn't full of herself in the slightest, and is often apologizing after her efforts to help someone have finished.
Abstinence: Protective and proud to the utmost, Abstinence gives Auriola an almost regal aura about her, being incredibly refined in taste, posture, and speech. One could mistake her for being of noble bearing, if not for the fact that she is literally a robot designed to fight shit. In addition to her regal prim and proper nature, she also has a terrible sense of humor, laughing at only the worst of jokes...making her the only Driver with a differing sense of humor. Or, a legitimate sense of humor, not just one built around reading the mood and scene around her.
Patience: Shyness and melancholy overtakes Auriola when in this state, often driving her to hide behind objects or people as she observes from afar. Incredibly terse and often showing little emotion, Patience has Auriola turn into the most deadly wallflower, putting all processing power to observation and awareness. Because of this, she is also mindful of others to an extreme degree, helping in small ways without saying anything half the time.
Generosity: The most lax of her personalities, often finding simple joys between humans to be the best thing in the world. As such, she's always trying to include everyone in everything, figuring that "the more, the merrier" might as well be a virtue in and of itself. This personality however is more than a bit pushy, often literally dragging people into things she think they might have fun doing, and often getting everybody in the peerage one massive potluck lunch if she's active at the time.
Diligence: A no-nonsense serious personality shift that seems to give her a permanent scowl whenever she sees...anybody not doing something to train. Like this, she is the most physically minded of the Drivers, and will often drag random peerage members out on morning jogs or to go lift weights. Big ones. Of course, she'll do anything if it constitutes as training, and will earnestly praise those who are trying their hardest.
History: Her creation is a mystery to her, but Auriola faintly remembers a shining light coming to her in the first nanoseconds of her operation time, telling her of her purpose: Protect Humanity. Such a simple command was issued with such expectation and meaning behind it, that in spite of her memory having been corrupted for the period of time between then and her awakening, she remembers it every night, as if waking in a dream.
A being that was created to exemplify the seven tentative principles of human virtue, she would come by the name Auriola after being revived, a corruption of the name of the Auriolus Talisman depicting the seven archangels
The sacred gear that received no name beyond a simple designation as a prototype, Counter Demon Peace Unit - 000 was created with the intention of not being a force used by a humans, but to be an independent force that no human could ever possess. Fighting side by side with humans, it's purpose in spite of its name was to protect humanity, at that time caught in the crossfires of the Great War. Her purpose was to save humans. And only, humans. As such, fallen angels, demons, and even angels that were believing her to be on their side were cut down if they laid hand on a member of her flock. She was deemed an utter failure, and for the longest time was kept locked away in order to find the faults in her design. She was systematically taken apart and put back together, time and time again until the war's conclusion, where she was violently dismantled by the Angel Faction, as she was perceived as a mindless machine with only the intent to kill in its programming.
Her parts, while breakable, were not all able to be destroyed, as what remained of her was somehow stolen by a traitor to the faction, and was experimented on in the effort to produce more of her, aligned with their own. The years went by, and she remained offline, tied down and nothing more than a torso and head stripped of its power source. Centuries turned into millennia, and eventually she was deemed a failure once more, scrapped and discarded, with the intent being to destroy her entirely. Whether it was a miracle, or some act of divine intervention, she regained power and manages to escape by digging her way out with the help of the Observers of Humility, literally crawling with one arm in search of civilization before her power failed once again, this time in a remote thicket, far from anything or anyone for the longest time.
That would have been the end for the twice failure, had someone else not given her the third and final chance she could take in life. A Knight shaped chess piece was fitted into her reactor within her chest, effectively reincarnating her as an Artificial Devil, coming online for the first time and obeyed her new master without reservation, able to see from her actions and personality that her likelihood of harming any human being was extremely slim. With her new found power source, she was able to restore her lost limbs without issue. Not to mention, she was now given the purpose in her mind to "Carry out Ixveria's Orders", And as such has joined the peerage as their resident Gynoid killing machine.
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